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Ajita Bansal

#Newyear2025 poem of the day

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New Year 2025 नया साल आया है, नई उम्मीदें लेकर,
सपनों की दुनिया अब नये रंगों से सजे।
हर दिन हो शुभ, हर रात हो रोशन,
खुशियों से भरी हो ये नयी शुरुआत।

पुरानी यादों को छोड़, चलें आगे हम,
नई राहों पर, नए क़दम।
सपने हों पूरे, दिलों में हो विश्वास,
साल 2025 हो, सफलता से भरा खास।

जो बीता, वह सीख है, जो आने वाला है,
वो खुशियों का खजाना, जो हमें पाना है।
समय की रेत पर लकीरें न छोड़ें,
साथ चलें हम, बस यही है शेरों।

नववर्ष की शुभकामनाएं, सबको मिले सुख-शांति,
हर दिल में हो प्रेम, और जीवन में हो ध्वनि।
साल 2025 हो, हम सब के लिए मंगलमय,
नई उम्मीदें, नई शुरुआत, हो सभी के लिए सफलाय।

©Ajita Bansal #Newyear2025 poem of the day

Schizology

Insufficient poem✍🧡🧡💛 Broken💔Heart

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Insufficient

My loyalty for you, fell short
My faith, was inadequate
My love, wasn't enough
But I wish you hadn't been
So very uncompassionate

My admiration, left in the cold
My adoration, now starving
My trust, was locked out
But I wish you didn't have
To use my heart for carving

My soul was yours, no others'
My mind, belonged to you
My actions, proved useless
But I wish you hadn't left 
My feelings to cook like stew

My attention, was not distracted
My interest, never delinquent
My focus, completely disregarded
But I wish that you never
Thought of me as insufficient

©Schizology Insufficient

#poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Broken💔Heart

Schizology

Broken solitude poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Mind

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Broken solitude

Questioning as I'm 
Sitting down and thinking
Resting upon a seat
Drifting sounds of sinking
Inside my mind, it's playing a beat

Pestering in my
Head, thoughts in circles
Brain, caught in a web
Tangled, replaying in cycles
Between the ears, it rewinds each step

Deafening to me
Skull, sounds of cracking
Bones, weak and brittle
Breaking, senses are lacking
Overwhelmed, as I'm caught in the middle

©Schizology Broken solitude

#poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Mind

Schizology

To make her happy #sacrifice poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Broken

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To make her happy



It's just like the Passenger song

Let her go

I loved you so much
I just wanted you to be happy
Even if that meant you 
being with someone else

©Schizology To make her happy

#sacrifice #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Broken

Schizology

Part of me #part #Broken poem✍🧡🧡💛

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Part of me

I gave part of me to you
When we became a couple
And you took it when you left
Now I'm missing you double

©Schizology Part of me

#part #Broken #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Sayah~

Schizology2

It seems poem✍🧡🧡💛 #missed Broken💔Heart

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It seems


The years passing by

Seem to have no end

The dreams I've had

Are of you

Still being my best friend


The months drag on

They seem to never stop

One after another

At this point

I'm feeling the opposite of on top


The weeks pile up

I stopped counting now

Seven days each

Without you

How, I really don't know


The days are growing

Three-hundred sixty-five

Each seem frozen

If you were here

Time would melt and thrive


The hours, terrible

The time slow like a worm

That seem asleep

With your assistance

Time would wake I'm sure


Minutes not moving

The hands pointing down

Like it has died

Just say yes

And the clock will turn around


Seconds are not bad

Because one day I know

At any moment you

May come back

And time will return to its normal flow

©Schizology2 It seems

#poem✍🧡🧡💛 #missed #Broken💔Heart

Schizology2

Reminded daily Broken💔Heart poem✍🧡🧡💛

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Reminded daily


I will mark off today as another day without you

Today is another day that I still remember us

Everyday is a reminder of how our love was true

Each and everyday I'm reminded of what was


Waking up is a mockery of me , how I still believe

Dreading the days , every little thing is a memory

Papers on the table ,the pen , the dice , you see

You rolling the dice , scribbling make me grieve


A butter knife I recall , you spreading the Nutella

Your favourite sandwich treat , I just can't forget

Empty plastic containers , I'm a strange fellow

Seeing them reminds me of ferrero rocher you'd get


The tv has a constant image of your programs 

Outer limits and xfiles were two of your favourites

They only penetrate inside , replaying our circumstance

Pounding in my head , it shakes , you're the culprit


The dog used to  between us right at our feet

He missed you as well and I think he would agree

Without you around I really have nothing to see

It was you and only you , who had what I need


Eating meals are so inanimate , very boring and tiring

Looking across the table and seeing an empty chair

When it used to be you there I was always admiring 

I remain fond of your red locks , the prettiest I swear

©Schizology2 Reminded daily

#Broken💔Heart  #poem✍🧡🧡💛

Schizology2

Off Broken💔Heart poem✍🧡🧡💛 #missed

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Off


Like a train gone off it's track

I'm out of control without you

My brain has gone all whack

I'm so sad it makes me blue


Like a bomb went off now I'm dead

Scattered debris is all that remains

Like a glacier has melted in my head

Drowning in thoughts make me insane


Like a tornado ripped through my heart

Nothing left but pieces strewn about

Like an earthquake crumbled my love apart

All I do now it seems is cry and pout


Like a peasant to the queen, I served only you

My will had only catered to your needs

Like a pair of doves , my love has been true

My destiny ? You are where I hope it leads

©Schizology2 Off

#Broken💔Heart #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #missed

Ajita Bansal

#Sad_Status poem of the day

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White दर्द ने सिखाया खुद से मिलना,
राहों में खो जाने से पहले,
ख़ुद को जानना ज़रूरी है,
तब जाकर कोई सही रास्ता लगे।

हर ख्वाब का पीछा करते हुए,
सपनों में खो जाते हैं हम,
लेकिन जब वो टूटते हैं,
तब महसूस होता है, हम कहाँ थे, कहाँ हम।

अक्सर दूसरों की नज़र से ही जीते हैं हम,
पर सच्ची पहचान तो अंदर से आती है।
जो खुद को समझे, वही खुद को पा सकता है,
बाकी सब तो बस एक छलावा होता है।

अब मेरी आँखों में बस एक सवाल है,
क्या मैं सचमुच खुद से प्यार करता हूँ?
जब तक ये सवाल हल नहीं होगा,
ख़ुद के ही हाल में, ख़ुद से जूझता रहूँगा।

©Ajita Bansal #Sad_Status poem of the day
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