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#namo #modi #pm #indian #elections2019 #write #pen #feel #love #likeforlikes @narendramodi @bjp4india @piyushgoyalofficial

100 days ago, I posted this video to start my #100daychallenge . I wasn’t sure if I really could make it at the time. Looking back, there were a couple of times that I really had to give myself a nudge to shot the video, a couple of times that we barely made it before midnights. But I really did it with my husband’s help and support no matter what. Today is our anniversary. Huge thanks to my husband, my best friend, my soulmate, my favorite hooman, father of my child. Not only for the past 100 days, but for everyday we’ve been together. He makes me happy everyday more that I could ever imagine. And I know we are gonna creat so many more beautiful memories in the future. Thanks again for showing up in my life. And I love you the most. #happyanniversary #bepositive #begrateful #bemotivated #asmrwriting #asmrsound #asmr #asmrsounds #write #writing #writeeveryday #handwriting #fountainpen #fountainpenaddict #readeveryday #read #reading #fountainpens #fountainpenink

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Beard love😍 I define my own life. I don’t let people write my script. #raghavaio #life #people #write #dont #writer #story #script #attitude #heart #soul #attitude #wish #spirit #google #mind #antivirus

It has been a great week! Getting up at 0530 for my #cardio and going to the #gym 3 times a week for #intense #weightlifting it takes #discipline to eat right and #workout 🥰 I am so #grateful for my #accountability #partners ❤️ what are your #dreams ? #write them down and make them a #goal by #having a #plan 😊 You #can Do #it 🎈 . . . . #almostsummer #spainsunset #europe #determined #healthylifestyle #me #beactive #mylife #myadventure #thisisme #lovinglife #embracinglife

Saya
(@aaaaa_s3)

11 Minutes Ago

lover❤︎ I love u: #write#paint#pic#イラスト

The hotel behind me used to be home or at home for a while. It was one of many hotels, motels, squatter houses, and couch hopping situations during the time my family was homeless. I was just a teenager at this very hotel outside of Nashville when we got a knock at the door from a police officer evicting us. It was my dad’s first day at his new job but it came just a little too late. We slept in the van that night loaded with all our worldly possessions. What a remarkable experience it is now to stand here, decades later, as I return to talk about my experience as a kid and how we can all do better to create a world where other kids hopefully won’t ever experience what I did. It’s good to be home. . . . #charitymeanslove #love #hope #nonprofit #author #authorsofinstagram #write #entrepreneur #bookstagram

최규완
(@kyu_abi)

13 Minutes Ago

#작사 #write . 슬퍼하지마.언제나 곁에 있을게. 걱정하지마.무엇이든 가르켜 줄게. 모르는 거라면 같이 알아가자. . 알아줬으면 좋겠어.지금도 후에도 나는 너를 사랑하고 자랑스러워. 그리고 웃으며 반겨줄거야. . #조카 #행복 #삼촌

Saya
(@aaaaa_s3)

12 Minutes Ago

💐💐💐💐💐⚫️⚪️⚫️⚪️⚫️🔻🔺#モノクロ#イラスト#write#painting#flower#art

🌟These are slowly getting harder and harder to read, sorry. Here's what it says: There's a difference between bent and broken and I take close causion not to confuse them. I am not broken, shattered, and burned. I have not been discarded and lost hope. Hope. The one word that tells the difference. Maybe I am shattered and burned, but I still have hope. Which is why I am not broken, I am bent. - 🌟Hold on to hope. - - - - - *tags* #writing #poetry #poet #sad #write #photography #picture #bookstagram #poetic #poetsofinstagram #read #poetrybyhermy #communityofpoets #hope #anxiety

इश्क़ की सियाही कुछ इस तरह फैली, फिर सिमट ना पायी। समय की सीमा में इतनी थी गहराई, हमें यहाँ डुबा ले आयी। ख़ुमार था उसकी नज़ाकत में, आज फिर वो शर्मायी। वक़्त रेत सा फिसल गया, चाहत कम ना हो पायी। . . . . #picture #thoughts #write #capture #feelings #travel #feel #writersofinstagram #live #love #lovequotes #revive #create #wander #highonlife 💫✨

Every now and then, there comes a time when you don't hear the beep sound from your phone, when you feel like you spend the day only to reach the night and you sleep right away to forget the day. Sometimes, we wake up in the morning with no texts or missed calls, putting us in a soft but unbreakable shell. In this shell, we do nothing but think that we are too unworthy to be missed by someone, we long for someone to love while forgetting to love ourselves, we let the fingers loose to hold something so big and the tiny amount of happiness that we had, slip past the fingers, we knock every doors but never wait for someone to open the door, we look for someone to love us the way they do in our heads or in the poetries that we relate to. On these days, remember to leave the shell. Don't rush to Love and wait for someone to cross the space and time to fall for you. ~ Evan . . Follow @inst_me6 for more such quotes and poems

(@catecson)

18 Minutes Ago

When you’re in workshops all week, and month end is looming— it becomes a working weekend ✨ •

(@abigail.brown91)

19 Minutes Ago

Guten Morgen, meine Lieben ❤ Da ist er. Der letzte Satz aus dem letzten Kapitel 🤭 Ich habe gestern abend Rotz und Wasser geheult. Unglaublich, das mir nur noch der Epilog fehlt. Dann ist die Rohfassung fertig und ich freu mich riesig auf die Überarbeitung. Doch ich werde mir dann erst einmal ein paar Tage Ruhe gönnen. Mein Körper sowie mein Geist, brauchen ein bisschen Pause. Und die Erkältung kann dann auch bitte wieder verschwinden, welche sich seit gestern bemerkbar macht 😅 Heute Abend wieder allerdings noch einmal anständig in die Tasten gehauen 😎 Wünsche euch allen einen wunderschönen Samstag und lasst es euch gut gehen ❤ #gutenmorgen #goodmorning #samstagmorgen #samstag #schnipsel #letztersatzletzteskapitel #letztersatz #letzteskapitel #hobbyautorin #hobbyschriftstellerin #schreiben #schreibprojekt #write #writing

I don’t think you would, And I don’t think you should. Would you read ? Nah you would bleed. On this page lies all the truth you won’t hear, All the things that are buried but still here, Things that won’t disappear, If you won’t read would you at least listen, What are you so afraid of, You take but you can’t give love , And of that I have enough! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #wordpress #spilledwords #wordsofwisdom #wordoftheday #wordporn #words #think #thinking #quotes #quotestoliveby #quoteoftheday #quotesdaily #quotesaboutlife #quotestagram #wordgasm #read #write #writingcommunity #writersofinstagram #writeaway #blackandwhite #free #freestyle #selfcare #mood #poems #diary #poem #poemsofinstagram

I don’t think you would, And I don’t think you should. Would you read ? Nah you would bleed. On this page lies all the truth you won’t hear, All the things that are buried but still here, Things that won’t disappear, If you won’t read would you at least listen, What are you so afraid of, You take but you can’t give love , And of that I have enough! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #wordpress #spilledwords #wordsofwisdom #wordoftheday #wordporn #words #quotes #quotestoliveby #quoteoftheday #quotesdaily #quotesaboutlife #quotestagram #wordgasm #read #write #writingcommunity #writersofinstagram #writeaway #blackandwhite #free #freestyle #selfcare #mood #poems #diary #poem #poemsofinstagram #drawing #draw

(@elm.writes)

6 Minutes Ago

One can dream ❤️ —- based off the last word @jennifer.lynne_poetry used - flames Will tag a few to use the best word ever —>>> Love . . . . #love #romance #poem #poet #poetry #poetess #words #poemsoftheday #poetryisnotdead #poemsofig #write #writerslife #poetrybyme #poemsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #lovers #writersnetwork #writerslife #poetsandwriters #❤️ #truelove #mood #instamood #canadianwriter #lovestory

Well chapter six may have been one hell of a struggle for me, but it is here and I have to say I'm pretty satisfied with it. I wanted to explore the incredible human being that changed Deagan's life and brought Ember into this world. In the end I felt that where other attempts failed the final result was able to honor her life and share some insight into her, but with the dignity the Ryan family normally lacks. I wanted their heart and humor to remain but while also being able to explore a very real heartache on Deagan's life. Link is in bio if you want to join the celebration of a truly bright star. Thank you for your time. Also the title is both a reference to a short story I once wrote and a fuck you to @siberxninja and @dkj91 for always hating on it. Let's see if I do the story justice this time. Also yeah, there are still no goddamn leaves.

My book "22 Tailing Tales" is now available. Link in bio 😊

My book "22 Tailing Tales" is now available. Link in bio 😊

Elle Bor
(@elleborwriter)

3 Days 13 Hours Ago

It isn’t a mystery, this fact of life That has my feet against the curb Forgiveness is not a well without a bottom Yet you squander away the last of my crumbs So merciless and gluttonous Drawing a hacksaw at my every limb Thinning out my faith in every god Thickening the scars in my chest For every time you get on your knees and beg for mercy You need my tongue to lick your wounds While we both ignore the blood gushing out of my wrists It takes something out of me, when I forgive a pound of flesh a piece of bone And I here I am again running to the wilderness to bury this bag of pain Hoping I’ll forget about them long enough to never return with a shovel in my hand (And is it possible for a heart to be wrung out of love? Because I feel depleted.) Elle Bor

Elle Bor
(@elleborwriter)

3 Days 15 Hours Ago

I am not a poet just a woman trying to escape with the words that were imprisoned by my tongue Of things I didn’t tell you of feelings I left numb And somehow, people began to call it poetry because it’s too late... Elle Bor

Elle Bor
(@elleborwriter)

10 Days 23 Hours Ago

Temporary

Elle Bor
(@elleborwriter)

14 Days 24 Hours Ago

The origin of this new skin rose from desolation in a barren wasteland From where any flesh is loose for scavenging by animals who survive on the carnage they exile here I am one of the few seeds that grow from death And you don’t get to miss me these days Not when you were the one who buried me alive. Elle Bor

Elle Bor
(@elleborwriter)

14 Days 24 Hours Ago

Forgiveness is a well that dries up... Elle Bor

Elle Bor
(@elleborwriter)

14 Days 24 Hours Ago

I am that woman who could wield the most feral of lands into carving a path at my approach Elle Bor

Elle Bor
(@elleborwriter)

23 Days 13 Hours Ago

At monsoon, voices roar in the deluge from stifling lungs Screaming names that belong to the pieces of bones inside their hands Like them, there are skeletons swelling my grip I might as well call this home Though this fractured body is merely a tenant to their shallow graves Above my chest, are solid bricks meant to imprison my heart But hardly enough of a burg to keep its feelings from escaping There’s a city beneath my flesh Awash by creeks of my own wails As poltergeists with your face roam the streets Starving for blood demanding rations of your touch But soon they will all die another thousand deaths For it is a hopeless feat to survive on merely crumbs of your fading memory I simply hunger for air at the strength of your gaze now, even as I sit here among its abundance Perhaps you should learn about this replica of hell that lingers in my own shadow Ripping my insides Scorching my skin at times when you’re right there but I couldn’t reach for you Words haven’t yet been made to rival this silent mayhem of being smothered beneath the weight of a love The love I couldn’t give to you Elle Bor

Elle Bor
(@elleborwriter)

23 Days 15 Hours Ago

Perhaps you should learn about this replica of hell that lingers in my own shadow Ripping my insides Scorching my skin at times when you’re right there but I couldn’t touch you Elle Bor

Elle Bor
(@elleborwriter)

2019-04-22 22:04:12

I ran with grave intention fast beastly away from the things I never said and forbidden to My hands are impoverished penniless from this currency owed to the thousand dawns hiding my regrets But even if I left them bound at the neck Their echoes the poundage of those words They return to my chest bearing nine more lives Elle Bor

Elle Bor
(@elleborwriter)

2019-04-22 23:25:34

I never knew the depths my soul can course through, once it learned of its fate next to your name. And I was finally told of its measure when you ran your blade down the troughs of my convulsing flesh. There, a home awaits me at rock bottom. Elle Bor

Elle Bor
(@elleborwriter)

2019-04-22 22:17:38

Often, the hurt wields us in its alarming monstrosity, that its only absolution is to become our skin and fight its successor... Elle Bor

Elle Bor
(@elleborwriter)

2019-04-14 17:18:36

IN MEMORY OF MY MOTHER FULL PIECE Copyright © 2019 Elle Bor . All rights reserved ************************************************************* I was an alien once in this foreign space feeling violated by the many hands touching my skin Sympathizing a loss that I already endured long before today Its air thick from whispers of a name that no longer belongs to a warm body Tears were an erroneous sign of defeat I learned it the hard way Nothing breaks a spirit more than this sense of utter emptiness For at least, in sadness, there is something real to hold on to There is an ache that accompanies you in the dark and treacherous road You feel something and I didn’t feel anything that day I wondered if there was enough space in her coffin between her and all the things she had yet to teach me and all of the love she saved meant for every stage of my existence I wondered what picture formed in their minds when people looked at us What type of future they hoped for us two Me- the girl who would earn her maturity not by the years But by the amount of wounds that had latched on Tightly Bone deep And the little boy, who will never remember the face of the womb that had nurtured his unborn organs just yesterday I hoped that the tender arms around him was enough of a thimble against the needle pricks of confusion arriving swiftly as I spoke of it God only knew Yet here I am, a child again The shadows of what was buried here cloud in my midst This numb is a friend today it has always been my fortress when I don’t want to feel at all But pain never dies The years merely stretch a stifling hand at its mouth And silences it, for the time being... Elle Bor

Elle Bor
(@elleborwriter)

2019-04-14 17:10:25

This smile, I use it without prejudice on days I want to hide.. Elle Bor

Elle Bor
(@elleborwriter)

2019-04-14 17:06:18

When I felt you in my skin for the very first time, something told me that I have been doing it all wrong... Elle Bor