Mirakee
Oh, I wished to hold you tight! No matter, how many times did we fight.
You were my love, who was pure as a dove.
The last feeling of hope, was seeing you clung to the tree.
You were the last leaf in my life, and I am just an abandoned leaf.
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I am just a leaf, who changes its colours. Sometimes I am in a mood of mellow, when I turn yellow. Other times, I am in lookout for tranquility and peace, when I am just plain green. I am just a leaf, imperfectly perfect growing under the shadow of crimson streaks.
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Breathe darling, for the life is short
To keep yourself wrapped by the coldness of wrongdoers.
Breathe darling, for the life is short
To keep yourself entangled with the what-ifs.
Breathe darling, for the life is short
To not believe that you are whole by yourself.
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Your presence in my life was ephemeral, engraved within my soul, emotions of beautiful colours.
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In our quest to become number 1, we lose the hold of slowing down the pace of life. The number 2 signals us later to play the game of balance between pushing more and taking a step back.
The number 3 is like a love triangle where one has to compromise amongst the three in the game of love. The number 4 does marvels by soothing the life of overlooked side in a triangle.
The numbers in life are like creative mathematics, playing their game to add, subtract, multiply and divide different sides of life.
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Zephyr is a feeling of being yourself, freedom from the unrealistic expectations and hugging your scars. It is like not letting your scars dictate your life, while appreciating the zephyr of goodness you already possess.
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Tree of unity
I sat in solitude,
Looking for attributes,
Of the tree I envision.
Blindfolded by the casteism,
The seeds need to be sprouted with fusion,
Of tolerance,humanity and bright vision.
I sat in solitude,
Looking for colors,
Of the tree leaves I envision.
Blindfolded by the racism,
The colors need to be limitless with fusion,
Of shades, empathy and bright vision.
I sat in solitude,
And envisioned our tree of unity.
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"What are you pondering upon with your eyes wide open" ? , he asked.
"Nothing. Just waiting for someone to fall in love with the pain that I have kept buried inside", she replied to her unrequited lover.
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She ,born with an attitude of being bold and soft, is like a galaxy to inspire and create stars across the universe.
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Like a dawn, let us shine above the clouds.
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nm_bloggslove_
1w
Read MoreYou are like a song in my mind
Blistering through the forest like a butterfly
You are like the water, vast and transparent
Flowing high , into the sea of companionship
You are that part of my life ,
No one has access to , hidden inside
The timings I trust for the world is running ....
Leaving no time for us to cherish !
#you#melody#wod
@melody
@mirakee@writersnetwork@mirakeeworldYou ✨
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ajurey
1w
Read MoreSometimes, I compare myself to a leaf. Just like the leaf swaying wherever the wind blows, I choose to let others influence my choices. I know that I should not let others take over my life, but I'm not strong enough to resist. Just like the leaf.
Sending my regards to people who suffer from mental health problems. You can do it. :)
Thank you @writersnetwork
#storyofaleaf #leaf #mirakee #writersnetwork
@mirakee @writersnetworkI'm Just A Leaf
A
Sway
A swish
And finally
Just like the rest
A soft and slow fall
From the branch of the tree.
The wind thought I like dancing,
And so it blew me down the ground.
I tried to scream but it's just a rustling,
And I cursed myself for my gentle sound.
The sun is shining, but it's a breezy day.
I'm not lucky enough, I must say.
But what else can I do?
I am just a
Leaf.
©ajurey -
just_words_
1w
Read MoreI am just a leaf
The leaf you pressed inside your highschool book to remember the day you first fell in love. I still carry the faint smell of that dried autumn day and your once blooming heart. I have fallen in love too, with the tree that cradled me in its arms, pouring in all the gifts of earth and in return I gave what I could grab hold of the sun. I have fallen in love with the raindrops that glided down me in a swift ride, they adorned me as they gleamed, and even if they held me for a second, they gave me all the happiness a forever could ever give.
On the day I had to leave my home , I didn't know, how everything falls down in the end, so when the winds pulled me out, I thought my world crumbled down. I drifted away towards a sky that seemed to have no end, floated, waved, carried away to an open window, landed on your desk.
In all the years in this closed place I have only seen you a few times, sometimes you had a face that told me your world was crumbling too, and I wanted to tell you this is not the end, that maybe you'll change your colours, all your veins might turn stiff with time's pull, but the future has a secret for which bearing the present is worth it.
I am just a leaf... but I have been in love and made it to a place where I still carry it , so you can too.
#storyofaleaf
@writersnetworkI am just a leaf
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ananya5208
2w
Read MoreWe really need to talk, I have always been in the awe of you from the start. I wanted to know the secret of how effortlessly you just move on. Sometimes it feels you are just going too fast and seldom we feel that you have just paused. But how amusingly you fool us all by your majestic tricks. I know you are always moving ahead and I urge you to teach me the same so that I might stand long in this life-like game.
We all have been always flabbergasted by your part in each of our lives and how perfectly you time mirth and melancholy to play their parts.How can you just never stop? You are an inspiration to us all,from the tot to the tall.
You are the narrative to our provisional existence. From archaic humans to kings, from fossils to falls, you have seen them all.And you are the only witness of how this miraculous universe has been created and I want you to manifest it all to me.
You are the surreal genie whose invisible magic lamp lies with the Almighty who controls you so ideally.
Perhaps, I also wanted to know your instict about memories. Do they really exist or are just an illusion?Do they care you as they are the only unique hurdles who dare to stop you.
And about carcasses, do you still control them? Rebirth and reincarnation, you are the answer to them all.
I so keenly wish we could meet as you undoubtedly are the best story teller and sorcerer for over centuries and centuries. I feel even my whole life would too short to be able to seek all my answers from you.
I just hope that people in our generation were also as great as a secret keeper as you are. You never let things out despite you know the answer to each and every inquiry. How calmly you prospect happenings as you didn't even plan them!
At the end, I would like to say that I just want you to meet me as I am still not sure if you are the artist or you yourself are the damn art!
-Ananya Srivastava
#totimecDear time,
I know you are always moving ahead and I urge you to teach me the same so that I might stand long in this life-like game
You are the narrative to our provisional existence. From archaic humans to kings, from fossils to falls, you have seen them all
Rebirth and reincarnation, you are the answer to them all .
I so keenly wish we could meet as you undoubtedly are the best story-teller and sorcerer for over centuries and centuries
-Yours faithfully,
Ananya Srivastava -
January, 2021
What stays is wonderful.
The chaos for what is lost
and that what stays
whispers to me
"So what you choose today?"
the pain for loss
or awe for all left pieces?
For what stays is wonderful.
That's how exists
both broken and grateful.
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In the fragments of galaxies
She found the lost star
In the fragments of flowers
She found the broken petal
In the fragments of rain
She found the fallen waterdrop
In the fragments of nature
She found the desired peace
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An Amazing fall of water
Winter springs & road trips,
Suddenly crushed due to rains,
When ways got blocked,
Left us in jungle with nothing surrounding,
Except for tress & light rays.
Walking one fine morning,
On a beautiful winter sunny day,
Led us all way to a place,
From where chilling came,
Along with some weird noise,
Seems like an open tap.
Going all ways to the same noice,
Deep inside dark tress,
There falls short light rays of sun,
And I suddenly felt like in heaven,
Confronting the beautiful view of falling water.
Yes, it was a wonderful as well amazing
Chilling waterfall.. Falling from heights.
Felt like almighty blessing with water,
Giving peace and inner soul a vibe of heaven.
Eyes got struck and heart is still at the same,
An amazing fall of water.
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viplavwrites
5w
Read MoreThe clamour of the azaan
Indiscreetly wrapped in that of the temple bells.
Shafeeq's Zari Workshop
Next to Sharma's tea stall.
Domes, temples, and minarets
And cafés, pubs, and bars.
Mismatched, mixed and matched
And cluttered.
This city doesn't fit
In the modern game.
It has birds.
Green, black, and blue
And orange.
And thousand other hues.
Perching atop history.
Chirping in the
Corridors of ����������������
Unapologetic, unappalled and poetic.
And conveniently angry.
These birds don't belong
In this tolerant city.
They have wings.
And beaks and claws.
They nest on symbols
Of divided unities, deities and ideals
And hatred.
Dramatic little creatures
They rise with an uproar
Sit on live wires
And defile, in equal proportions
Every quiet, clamour-free
Morning and evening.
Ever since they nested
In this beautiful city
The bird's eye view
Is no longer beautiful.
©viplavwrites
@readwriteunite @mirakeeworld @mirakee #viplavwrites #podBirds of the City
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zaraahaiwe
11w
Crossing Lines
The charming smile you gave me yesterday
sent sugary warmth down my spine,
I wanted it to last.
Today, your cold distant look
has got me confused again,
I wish I knew how to please you.
You see,
I'm tired of having to watch you
switch roles between loving me
and pushing me out.
I wish you'd tell me the days
I cross the lines,
so I know how far away I'll stay
And when to come back to you
Or not.
©zaraahaiwe
