Daisies For My Boys
- LECTURES 976
- Votes 27
- Chapitres 17
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Meera: "Do you remember the first time we met? Back in school, when you stole my pencil just to get my attention?" Aarav: "I didn't steal it-I borrowed it indefinitely. It was my excuse to talk to you every day." Meera: "And yet, it took you years to finally confess that you liked me." Aarav: "Hey, I had to make sure you liked me too! And you did, didn't you?" Meera: "Of course, I did. From childhood friends to first crushes... It all feels like a dream now. Our late-night phone calls, those stolen glances in college, our first awkward date." Aarav: "Our first fight too. You were so mad at me for forgetting our anniversary." Meera: "Because it was important! But you made up for it with that handwritten letter... That was the moment I knew you were the one." Aarav: "Not when I got down on one knee and proposed?" Meera: "That too. But marriage wasn't always easy, was it?" Aarav: "No, it wasn't. Balancing careers, raising our children, the struggles, the losses... But through it all, we never let go of each other." Meera: "Even when we were exhausted, even when we argued, you always held my hand at night. That's what mattered." Aarav: "Because you were my home, Meera. You still are." Meera: "And now, after all these years, we've seen our children grow, watched them start their own families. And yet, here we are, still just Meera and Aarav, like we were in our twenties." Aarav: "Except with a few more wrinkles and a little less hair." Meera: "Oh, stop it! You're still the same boy who made my heart race." Aarav: "And you're still the girl who stole mine. Even in our 60s, in our 80s, my love for you never faded. If anything, it only grew stronger." Meera: "We've had a beautiful life together, haven't we?" Aarav: "The best. And when the time comes... we'll go the way we lived. Side by side, in each other's arms." Meera: "Together. Always."Terminé
When Hearts Connect
𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐲. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐲. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. 🤍 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 🤍 𝐀𝐯𝐲𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 Golden boy. Speaks in poetry. Doesn't know a girl already fell for his words. ✦ "Every word I wrote led me straight to her." · · ──── · ꕥ · ──── · · 𝐀𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 New girl. Quiet. Fell for his poetry before his face. ✦ "His words felt written for a girl like me." · · ──── · ꕥ · ──── · · 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚 Star athlete. Loved her two years in silence. Now she's his best friend's twin sister. ✦ "Two years. And fate had the nerve to make her his sister." · · ──── · ꕥ · ──── · · 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐲𝐚 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 Sunshine. Completely oblivious to the boy who memorized her laugh for two years. ✦ "Wait - someone's been staring?" · · ──── · ꕥ · ──── · · 𝐈𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 Tech genius. Sarcastic. Started a war with one laugh. ✦ "She hates me. Good. At least she's always looking." · · ──── · ꕥ · ──── · · 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐭 Topper. Group mom. Done with one specific boy since day one. ✦ "I don't hate easily. But him? Effortless." 🤍 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 🤍 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙮 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚｡ 𝙃𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙝
Life experiences
I've been through my own struggle, whether it was created in my head by way of prolonged sadness or bitterness/resentment, or if I was struggling with things I had no control over like failed friendships, a broken heart, or family drama. This is my advice to you based off of my life experiences. Along with pieces of life experience advice I've included poetry and spoken word pieces from different perspectives and I try to break down life into beautiful words that people can relate to and see that we all struggle- you're not alone and we are each so valuable.Terminé
Poems (collection 2.0)
"Thoughtful, often sad, and angry poems. It's an outlet. A way to be heard. Not genius; only jumbled messes of the multitude of my thoughts fighting their way out of my brain. There's so much I want to say, but not enough time to say it. Here are my attempts." (Poems, collection 1.0) the best of my poems I've written during the years 2017-2021, (all from the original Poems book), revised, edited, and occasionally renamed - and when I say best, I don't mean good, so... go read my other poetry - the ones with actual titles. cataclysmic is comprised of poems inspired by (but generally drastically different from) the poems from this collection. there's a fair bit of rhyming in this one though, and it's not too bad - if you're into that.Terminé
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PoemsTerminé
ꜱʏɴᴄᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ
「 ✦ 𝗦𝗬𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗗 𝗜𝗡 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 ✦ 」 ──★ ˙𝐀 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 ̟ !! "She put her dreams aside for her parent's, but little did she know she was someone's dream." - Ayushi "He had it all, or so they thought, but little did he know, she was all he ever needed." - Aadarsh 𖧧.𖥔 ݁ ˖⚘₊ ⊹𓏲 Ayushi Verma- Cheerful, bubbly, and always the one to make others smile. Beneath her bright smile, she's the girl who writes to escape the pressure of being the oldest child, always putting her own dreams aside to take care of everyone else's. Aadarsh Tiwari- He's calm, quiet, and a tennis champ, with looks that could steal anyone's breath away. A top student from a rich family, everyone thinks he has it all. But behind his perfect life, he carries a secret struggle few know about. ★ ✮ ★ ☆ Ayushi, weeping, whispered, "I'm just not enough. No matter how hard I try, I fail..." Aadarsh gently wiped her tears with his thumb, his voice soft but certain, "You're more than enough, Ayushi. I know you'll make it." She looked up at him, her voice barely audible, "Mere parents ke khwab... kuch nahi kar payi mein." Aadarsh gazed into her eyes, his expression intense, "Jo khwab tumhare the, woh zaroor pure honge. Tum bhi toh kisike khwab ho..." ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★ Let's witness two teens who were initially strangers, but due to circumstantial closeness, they get to know each other better, fall for each other, and become each other's comfort. ✶ . ࣪ ׅ 03 ' 🪐 ☆ "Synced in Love"☆ - evlxne ਏਓ
constantly blooming.
'i will never stop blooming, like an eternal rose of flame... i may have my times of smolder and small sparks, but i will always become a huge inferno in the end... and nothing can stop me.' Collection of poetry and prose between the ages of 10-15. Almost completely in order, so don't be deterred from the first couple of weird poems. I was trying to find myself through writing during that time. WARNING: I don't edit any of them. These are completely raw. Highest Ranking: #365 in Poetry EDIT: completed! May make another themed poetry book soon. I added an easter egg in the very first poem, using the SoundCloud plug-in (p.s. I made the song ;)Terminé
Sh*t.
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Meera: "Do you remember the first time we met? Back in school, when you stole my pencil just to get my attention?" Aarav: "I didn't steal it-I borrowed it indefinitely. It was my excuse to talk to you every day." Meera: "And yet, it took you years to finally confess that you liked me." Aarav: "Hey, I had to make sure you liked me too! And you did, didn't you?" Meera: "Of course, I did. From childhood friends to first crushes... It all feels like a dream now. Our late-night phone calls, those stolen glances in college, our first awkward date." Aarav: "Our first fight too. You were so mad at me for forgetting our anniversary." Meera: "Because it was important! But you made up for it with that handwritten letter... That was the moment I knew you were the one." Aarav: "Not when I got down on one knee and proposed?" Meera: "That too. But marriage wasn't always easy, was it?" Aarav: "No, it wasn't. Balancing careers, raising our children, the struggles, the losses... But through it all, we never let go of each other." Meera: "Even when we were exhausted, even when we argued, you always held my hand at night. That's what mattered." Aarav: "Because you were my home, Meera. You still are." Meera: "And now, after all these years, we've seen our children grow, watched them start their own families. And yet, here we are, still just Meera and Aarav, like we were in our twenties." Aarav: "Except with a few more wrinkles and a little less hair." Meera: "Oh, stop it! You're still the same boy who made my heart race." Aarav: "And you're still the girl who stole mine. Even in our 60s, in our 80s, my love for you never faded. If anything, it only grew stronger." Meera: "We've had a beautiful life together, haven't we?" Aarav: "The best. And when the time comes... we'll go the way we lived. Side by side, in each other's arms." Meera: "Together. Always."
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