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  • geethalakshmi 12w

    #stars #true #pure #pod #writersnetwork

    #This poem is based on three words.
    19-7-18 -- pure
    21-7-18 -- true
    22-7-18 -- stars
    #This poem is about dew drops which helps the
    buds in blooming . Even though, its life time is
    so short, it's doing its best.
    #Dew drops are loved for their transparency
    and purity.
    #A small trial, kindly support.

    @aarthisampath_ @iammusaafiir
    @hasnath_mubeena @kanishq
    @tomorrow_is_amazing @njram6
    @cherish_poetry @roaring_lioness
    @colours_of_the_soul @zariie

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    Dews of dawn are
    nothing but the
    Stars of dusk.


    For being
    true,
    I'll give a
    clue
    which will be
    a few
    but stick like a
    glue
    follow one-by-one in
    queue
    and then slowly
    view
    it's nothing but a
    dew
    which shines under
    sky blue
    learnt its
    hue
    and allow it to
    flew.

    Read the caption.
    ©geethalakshmi

  • kuvar_ 12w

    Dear Mirakee,

    Why can’t I post something blank

    How would I write

    With my heart as heavy as a plank



    ©iamkuvar

  • nitesh007 13w

    #this is Reality ����

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    Ladki ki photo par "nice pic"
    Comment karke ladki set hone ka
    Sapna dekhne wale wahi ladke hote he jo.

    Bachpan me helicopter ko dekh
    Kar Tata karte the.
    ©nitesh007

  • alexrex 13w

    #have you ever been hurt so bad that your whole body is crying ever jerk aches your heart...words are silent...actions die....just feel the rocky tears streaming down your cheeks
    #words hurt more than actions
    #this one is for you brian

    @gayathridevi @writersnetwork @kinky_eskimo @moon_and_me @ericwk @tomorrow_is_amazing @yellow_majesty @scribbler_sampada @payelpaul25

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    Couples

    Thoughts meet,
    Lungs Breath,
    Mind Hums,
    Doubtful Murmurs,
    Secret Whispers,
    Young Talks,
    FIRST TOUCH,
    Unending Conversation,
    Stupid Grins,
    Heart Commits,
    Shy Smiles,
    Innocent Laughs,
    Open Slangs,
    Little Lies,
    Unending fights,
    Sleepless nights,
    Ego ignores,
    Hurtful Shouts,
    LOST TRUST,
    Careless Screams,
    Broken Cries,
    Until strangers die.
    ©alexrex

  • geethalakshmi 13w

    #word of the day "burden"
    #pod #writersnetwork
    #Good morning friends !
    #This is one of the important event, which is in
    practice till today, in South Indian Marriage
    Ceremony. Instead of yoke, they'll place a
    small stick on the bride's head.
    Assuming it as a yoke, the couple have to
    take "Oath" by touching it jointly.

    @aarthisampath_ @hasnath_mubeena
    @when_eyes_narrate @chinmayi_nandini
    @shashwatmishra_kanahiya @anamica
    @triptichadha @keerthu_aux @kanishq
    @tomorrow_is_amazing

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    Life cart

    Bulls are balancing
    the "yoke" equally,
    and pulls the cart
    with load easily,
    the cart is
    moving nicely.

    Likewise, in married life
    all burdens should be
    shared equally
    by the couple
    then the life cart
    will move smoothly.

    Read the caption.
    ©geethalakshmi

  • mehrumisha 13w

    इलाहाबाद

    आज सोचा थोड़ा पैदल घूमा जाए....
    थोड़ा अपना इलाहाबाद देखा जाए....
    खुशी हुई हाईकोर्ट के पास बनते ओवरब्रिज को देख...
    दुखी हुई कामधेनु के सामने भीख मांगते बच्चों को देख..
    खुशी हुई बमरौली में बनते एयरपोर्ट को देख....
    दुखी हुई कर्बला में सड़क किनारे झोपड़ी को देख...
    खुशी हुई राजरूपपुर में पानी की पाइप बिछते देख...
    दुखी हुई चकिया में बच्चों को नाली का पानी पीते देख...
    खुशी हुई कुंभ में विदेशियों को आते देख....
    दुखी हुई उसी कुंभ में मंगतानो को देख...
    सड़कें चौड़ी हो रही है गलियां संकरी रह गई है.....
    सड़क किनारे घर उजड़ रहे हैं आवास योजनाएं बन रही हैं...
    रहने को छत नहीं है मिल रही गैस सिलेंडर है....
    कहते हैं विकास हो रहा है....
    आओ दिखाऊं मैं विकास स्कूल में नाम लिखा वह खेत काटने जाता है.....
    रोजी पूरी ना पड़ने पर रेड़ी भी लगाता है.....
    आंख में आंसू भर हर सुबह कह जाता है......
    रोजी कमाने अम्मा का हाथ बटाना है.....
    आओ दिखाऊं मैं विकास सड़क किनारे रहता वह परिवार जिसमें रहती लड़कियां 4 जिनकी लूटती आबरू हर रात......
    जब जब चुनाव आएंगे नेता नजर आएंगे सहानुभूति दिखा सारे वोट ले जाएंगे 5 साल बीत जाएंगे फिर इसी जगह नजर आएंगे......
    ©shweta

  • curious_one 13w

    #this is from my day# love yourself first.

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    Be your self

    Being yourself is your strength ..
    Trying to be like others is your weakness........
    Never look back,be as how you are!!
    ©curiousone

  • niknik 14w

    #THIS IS WONDERFULLY SAID

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    Thank you Trump. SAME SEX MARRIAGE... This interesting prayer was given in Kansas, USA, at the opening session of their Senate. It seems prayer still upsets some people. When Minister Joe Wright was asked to open the new session of the Kansas Senate, everyone was expecting the usual generalities, but this is what they heard: "Heavenly Father, we come before you today to ask your forgiveness and to seek your direction and guidance. We know Your Word says: "Woe to those who call evil good", but that is exactly what we have done. * We have lost our spiritual equilibrium and reversed our values. * We have ridiculed the absolute truth of Your Word and called it Pluralism. * We have worshipped other gods and called it multiculturalism. * We have endorsed perversion and called it alternative lifestyle. * We have exploited the poor and called it the lottery. * We have rewarded laziness and called it welfare. * We have killed our unborn and called it choice. * We have shot abortionists and called it justifiable. * We have neglected to discipline our children and called it building self-esteem. * We have abused power and called it politics. * We have embezzled public funds and called it essential expenses. * We have insitutionalised bribery and called it sweets of office. * We have coveted our neighbor's possessions and called it ambition. *We have polluted the air with profanity and pornography and called it freedom of expression. * We have ridiculed the time-honored values of our forefathers and called it enlightenment. Search us, Oh GOD, and know our hearts today; cleanse us from every sin and set us free. Amen!"

  • ammer 14w

    #this kind of feelings yu have when the papers are just round the corner :D ����

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    My wish

    On these hard days
    I wish I had a trip to
    Balochistan or gilgit,or northern areas at least....

    ©ammer

  • mahi_xxvi_v_mmiv 14w

    #this is what everyone needs #happiness

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    HAPPINESS

    It is not sold it is distributed
    It does not get by asking we need to work for it
    ©antique

  • the_jhaynie_ikhiede 15w

    #This was originally written on 12/03/18
    # because it's Thursday
    # throwback poem.
    # dear lover 1.
    #First post.
    #❤��

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    DEAR LOVER.

    Dear lover,
    It all started with a text.
    I thought maybe I was next.
    Next in line to play with.
    Next in line to hurt and get done with.
    We got talking.
    Long hours...every day...gisting and laughing.
    We became friends.
    Then our friendship sort of came to an end.
    "This is it", I thought.
    He probably thinks I'm not hot.
    Years passed...or in reality...just days.
    Then I saw you but couldn't meet your gaze.
    As usual you came in with shoulders high,
    Head raised high, ego high.
    The proud one is back,
    Wearing nice clothes and changing phones back to back.
    I hated you.
    You were different from the online you.
    I kept my distance.
    You never noticed for instance.
    You never said anything to me.
    I really thought you were mean to me.
    You talked to everyone except me.
    It's official, I thought, he hates me.
    ©the_jhaynie_ikhiede

  • geethalakshmi 15w

    Each and every
    couple, feels
    " their existence"
    in this universe,
    is like "heaven",
    only after
    knowing that,
    " I am yours
    and
    You are mine".
    ©geethalakshmi

  • saviour_love 15w

    I don't like this in me.

    SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE SUCH A FOOL. LIKE WHY AM I LIKE THIS? WHY DO I CARE SO MUCH ABOUT THE PEOPLE FOR WHOM IDK I MATTER OR NOT!!! NO MATTER HOW MUCH I TRY NOT TO, I STILL DO!!!!!!
    THE FACT THAT I DO REALISE THAT THEY ARE NOT WORTH IT BUT STILL I AM NOT ABLE TO DO ANYTHING. COZ I THINK MAYBE THEY WILL GET AFFECTED *WHAT A JOKE* BUT I'M THE ONE THAT'S HURT. EVERY SINGLE TIME!!!!!! WHY AM I LIKE THIS? WHYYYYY!!!!

    I HATE THIS.

    ©saviour_love

  • rangjasha_phebe 15w

    #This isn't a story bt n incident that shattered his life to nowhere.Check the verse n u wud get urself wrong for this is true....How can ....
    Dedicated to my Brother from another mother!

    #yuvraj3116 #hjs_315 #bipul_143 #poemoftheday
    #itsmeautumnxds2106 #writers #writersnetwork #mirakee #mirakeewriters #_aansh_ #_sasan #soulwriter #runogi_tep #a_cranky_teen #kdpotterhead

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    A Brother from another MOTHER

    This is what-life was,
    Crawlin' to walk upto my mother's arms.
    Care for me along with others
    Was her congenital passion.
    Never I feared the dearth,
    To her endearment.
    Though were brothers several,
    To my own extant.

    Never I blamed,being biased treated
    Coz,she knew what's best suited.
    Fondness in her eyes for us were innumerable but,
    Peeping at those uttered love to sole.

    Day came when I cried hard and,
    My siblings behind.
    I can't narrate what happened next
    My heart ached when I read the text.

    Nope,the mother didn't perish
    Instead, departed her way to another.
    Insecurity reigned over
    His kinfolks.
    Just shattered was this time
    To all their hopes.

    He said,"Mom,how could you?"
    She didn't reply instead brushed aside.
    There was no one then just
    Awaited dawns of dreadful nightmares.
    Nor for him the love of heart -"Mom"
    One whom he called -
    Vanished conceited unknown.

    Nights got so long,as days grew to years
    But the sore would never go..
    Never would so...
    Days turned disgrace.
    And,dusk with tears.
    Dried as if deserts,
    Swollen and sunken tough.

    Now he longed none to his side,
    Just dear to his heart-his mom so mere.
    Think would he ,she wud return
    But I say was a lullaby of his own.

    Child-o-dear! would not have been
    A fairy tale...
    If were I or you been there
    But it's not....It's not
    A thing to share...
    #©rangjasha_phebe

  • gopikaameera 15w

    @we_support #this is the translation pf the Malayalam poem I tagged you in..

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    This oak we cut down
    may one day be born
    'long with the grapewine that
    Its trunk now adorn
    Long after years when
    we'd all be gone..

    Through a poor,local school's corridors they'll
    Hold hands and walk, keeping
    ticking Time still
    The wood that now lies shattered maybe, by then
    the bench where they sit down to share meals,their den
    And perhaps, even the ruler sir takes
    When they,then lazy kids,would arrive late

    The grapewine may, even on that day, be as delicate a soul as today
    Who breaks into million parts seeing oak hit
    and later,with tears will she soothen his fist
    Nature would bless them then with daen's bliss,mist
    And to eternity will their love drift..

    ©gopikaameera

  • somi_kaushik 16w

    This time!

    This time!
    The wind doesn't blows from North to south.
    They reverse their directions
    To form a typical tornado's mouth.

    This time!
    The boat doesn't move from off shore to sea shore
    They vanished due to the falling of large waves.

    This time!
    The leaves didn't fall on the ground
    They itself gathered, smoothly.
    To form a heap in the cloud.

    This time!
    The long tiring day
    Made me realise.
    Things aren't working,
    they're supposed to be.

  • mauiwowie16 16w

    “It is always important to know when something has reached its end. Closing circles, shutting doors, finishing chapters, it doesn’t matter what we call it; what matters is to leave in the past those moments in life that are over.”
    -Paulo Coelho, The Zahir

  • universilje 16w

    Smack awake

    This angry fistful country, smacks me awake down to earth.
    I am welcomed with sneering grimaces in the streets.
    At least the sun is shinning.
    I smile back.
    The fearful distrustful culture in fear, of swallowing me back up into its cold hurricane.
    Held back, colonised unresolved traumas.
    Dozens of generations foaming at the mouth of pent up anger.
    You FEEL it.
    UN aware behaviours mimicked, copied.
    No questions asked.
    And when you see the mirror of happiness, of hope you doubt it, of hard work you blame it.
    Lash out you're insecurity like a poignantly pillar box red lipstick smeared fearlessly, maliciously over all our innocent light's.
    Doubting us undoubtedly.
    Smacked awake back again.
    Sick of this SHIT.

  • rangjasha_phebe 16w

    #we often judge love to b a kind bt we end up with unreasonables....some1 means somethng while de others something else...n #this is an extract of what people think... hmmm the young gen da last I referred...
    #hjs_321 #a_cranky_teen #yuvraj3116 #kdpotterhead #_aansh #writersnetwork #writers #mirakee #mirakeewriters #itsmeautumnxds2106 #bipul_143 #happy_me #jun_317

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    After Love....

    A little I knew,
    Whn I was four...
    A vast context was it of.

    Frm mom's care n dad's love
    Nthing.. symbolized more at thn...
    A hue at fourteen... jst fell by ...
    Making me feel what it meant aside...
    I carried a double mean now...

    The parents' love narrowed with trodden fog..
    While secondary evolved to show up more...
    Days passed,n months walked
    while years escaped with no change..
    But deeper da second...n covering the former
    It wud regain....Again n again
    And there faltered my childhood game of..
    Hopscotch and grandma tales...
    Now commencing to hold back, but
    Tales turned to be weird in vain..

    She comes says stay to night..
    We'll have a talk.
    And this is how we fall in love.....
    ©rangjasha_phebe

  • muselit6600 16w

    She was different from people around her, she never followed the norms the set for her. People said the she does not belong , she felt that she would never fit in and yet she was happy. Odd one out they call her ODD ONE OUT she is.

    #ODD #this _is_me #live_like_you_want

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    Odd

    "Odd one out." She did not know when her favorite exercise from childhood became a phrase which describes her the best.
    ©muselit6600