Like a weary warrior, I traverse this realm Of bleak madness; Yet, like a hopeful wanderer, I dare to pursue My most futile desires. For, how else may I vindicate My stalwart decision To roam this world Alone? "Futility" (c) Pinterest Photo. #futility #diwa #yqbaba

"Futility" (c) Pinterest Photo. #Futility #diwa #yqbaba

Like a weary warrior,
I traverse this realm
Of bleak madness;
Yet, like a hopeful wanderer,
I dare to pursue
My most futile desires.
For, how else may I vindicate
My stalwart decision
To roam this world
Alone? "Futility"

(c) Pinterest Photo.
#futility #diwa #yqbaba

Chanchal Jaiswal

मज़ाक़ है, अच्छा है, अच्छा मज़ाक़ है। कहने को हँसीं दुनियाँ, दुनियाँ ये खाक़ है। #toyou#futility#yqdepression#yqrealization

#ToYou #Futility #yqdepression #yqrealization

Saurabh Upadhyay

Only if we could see the futility of efforts we are putting for things which doesn't matter much. #yqbaba #yqdidi #yqquotes #yqaestheticthoughts #efforts #futility #life #philosophy

#yqbaba #yqdidi #yqquotes #yqaestheticthoughts #efforts #Futility life #philosophy

Only if we could see the futility of efforts we are putting for things which doesn't matter much. #yqbaba #yqdidi #yqquotes #yqaestheticthoughts #efforts #futility #life #philosophy

Siyabonga Zuma

yesterday TODAY tomorrow: We waste time dwelling on yesterday’s events and how they’ll affect tomorrow, and we forget to think about how we can use today to rectify yesterday for a better tomorrow. The power of now. The futility of worry. #yqbaba #yqquotes #yqtales #yqpoetry

The power of now. The futility of worry. #yqbaba #yqquotes #yqtales #yqpoetry

yesterday TODAY tomorrow:

We waste time dwelling on yesterday’s events and how they’ll affect tomorrow, and we forget to think about how we can use today to rectify yesterday for a better tomorrow. The power of now. The futility of worry.

#yqbaba #yqquotes #yqtales #yqpoetry

Bharath Nandibhatla

Isn't it true that the sea doesn't have a colour of her own... every shade you see is merely an image of the sky. What a way to woo her beau. But ever noticed the soil beneath her? Having a colour of his own, weighing her throughout, letting her be, a home to her life, so much in love with her, yet never an attempt to woo her... A silent love, an unsung lover. There are spaces in their togetherness, much like how love should be.. giving all his heart to it, yet not to her keeping. What do I call this nobility? A soil-ent love? What good is a seabed when she never rests? Is it a soil-ent futility? #sea #silentlove #beau

What good is a seabed when she never rests? Is it a soil-ent futility? #Sea #silentlove #Beau

Isn't it true that
the sea doesn't have
a colour of her own...
every shade you see
is merely an image of the sky.
What a way to woo her beau.

But ever noticed the soil
beneath her?
Having a colour of his own,
weighing her throughout,
letting her be,
a home to her life,
so much in love with her,
yet never an attempt to woo her...
A silent love, an unsung lover.

There are spaces in their
togetherness,
much like how love should be..
giving all his heart to it,
yet not to her keeping.

What do I call this nobility?
A soil-ent love? What good is a seabed
when she never rests?
Is it a soil-ent futility?
#sea #silentlove #beau

CalmKazi

I lay there, wriggling my toes, feeling a frisson, to gather courage. I wanted to ensure the need I had, was what I wanted to add to form my own adage. More or less, it was your absence, that dwelt and pummelled my breath. It brought me the impetus to start reveling and dwelling upon the futility of stars. A glimmer, a twinkle, is like that hope that forms the beauty, but burns afar. Futility I lay there, wriggling my toes, feeling a frisson, to gather courage. I wanted to ensure the need I had,

Futility I lay there, wriggling my toes, feeling a frisson, to gather courage. I wanted to ensure the need I had, #Pain #Hope #Her #She #Need #me #poem #yqbaba #absence #yopowrimo #longing #calmkaziwrites

I lay there,
wriggling my toes,
feeling a frisson,
to gather courage.
I wanted to ensure
the need I had,
was what I wanted to add
to form my own adage.
More or less,
it was your absence,
that dwelt and pummelled
my breath.
It brought me
the impetus
to start reveling and dwelling
upon the futility of stars.
A glimmer, a twinkle,
is like that hope
that forms the beauty,
but burns afar. Futility

I lay there,
wriggling my toes,
feeling a frisson,
to gather courage.
I wanted to ensure
the need I had,

CalmKazi

इक शहर की कहानी खोजते हैं लोग राहगीरों से दो टूक पूछें कभी। मोहल्ले को साफ़ करने जुटे हैं लोग बाल्कनी का शोर सहें कभी। हैं हर गली में चर्चे अलग उस शहर की व्यथा समझें कभी। YourQuote Baba के “Word of the day” चैलेंज को सम्बोधित करते चंद पंक्तियाँ “City” उर्फ़ शहर पर ये पंक्तियों में थोड़ी “futility” दर्शायी है

YourQuote Baba के “Word of the day” चैलेंज को सम्बोधित करते चंद पंक्तियाँ “City” उर्फ़ शहर पर ये पंक्तियों में थोड़ी “futility” दर्शायी है #Hindi #yqbaba #yqdidi #calmkaziwrites

इक शहर की कहानी खोजते हैं लोग
राहगीरों से दो टूक पूछें कभी।

मोहल्ले को साफ़ करने जुटे हैं लोग
बाल्कनी का शोर सहें कभी।

हैं हर गली में चर्चे अलग
उस शहर की व्यथा समझें कभी। YourQuote Baba के “Word of the day” चैलेंज को सम्बोधित करते चंद पंक्तियाँ “City” उर्फ़ शहर पर

ये पंक्तियों में थोड़ी “futility” दर्शायी है

Meera Ali

My body has become a graveyard of impure deaths.. (Read caption) There is blood all over me my fingers smell like clotted womb. I see through them the mirages of unborn suicides. I rush through them my t

There is blood all over me my fingers smell like clotted womb. I see through them the mirages of unborn suicides. I rush through them my t

My body has become
a graveyard of impure deaths..

(Read caption) There is blood all over me
my fingers smell like clotted womb.
I see through them the mirages
of unborn suicides.
I rush through them my t

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