Mirakee
Vo ladti hai mujhse unke liye..
Mein bhi bas shant rheta hu..
Kyuki sach mein usse khone se ab bhi bht darta hu..
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तू चलते पानी जैसी,
मैं ठहरा समांदर हूँ,
पर आज भी तेरे अलावा मुझ में कुछ भी नही।।
©aarchi_advani -
Jo tumhe itni ibadaat ke baad bhi na mila..
Socho tumne kitna galat insaan chuna..
©aarchi_advani -
Har panne pe likhi meri kahani hai tu..
Jaha se suru hu mein..
Wha se likha ek ek labz hai tu..
©aarchi_advani -
aarchi_advani
5d
Read MoreMeri galtiya thi... Mai tuze smz na sakki..
Meri majburiya thi... Mai waqt na de sakkki..
Haa mai nakam rhi tere layak bnn ne mai..
Tera chuutha haat hai mere shayar bn ne mai..
Vo kisssa mene jhutt kha tha mai chati nhi tuze...
Orr ye bhi jhut hai ki vo kha jhut aaj satata nhi muze..Meri galtiya thi...
Mai tuze smz na sakki..
©aarchi_advani -
मुझे किसे के बदल जाने से कोई तकलीफ नही,
बस कोई ऐसा था, जिससे ये उम्मीद की नही थी।।
©aarchi_advani -
Khwaabon ko naya Rasta Mila..
Aur Jindagi Ko Nahin ummid..
Sapne adhure Rahe..
Aur jo pura hua tha uska gurur..
©aarchi_advani -
Kaise khe du tumse,
Ki ishq nahi hai,
Mere liye ishq ka matlab hi tum ho..
Toh kaise chod du tumhe,
Jab meri zindagi hi tum ho..
©aarchi_advani -
aarchi_advani
1w
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Tuze haar waqt buss waqt chaiye...
Ye kimat hai tere sath ki...
Lagge abb kuch nhi chaiye...
Buss esi hai teri sadgi...Tuze haar waqt buss waqt chaiye...
Ye kimat hai tere sath ki...
Lagge abb kuch nhi chaiye...
Buss esi hai teri sadgi...
©aarchi_advani -
aarchi_advani
1w
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Mere burre se burre rupp ki gavha tu hai..
Meri udaas marj ki davva tu hai..
Or jha tu hai meri najro mai..
Lagta hai ki....khuda tu hai..Mere burre se burre rupp ki gavha tu hai..
Meri udaas marj ki davva tu hai..
Or jha tu hai meri najro mai..
Lagta hai ki....khuda tu hai..
©aarchi_advani
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Pull me back
Back from strings of chaos.
Chaos, the world is suffering from,
From lessons of sincerity to manholes of greed,
Greed has become our favourite meals,
Meals worth every penny of hope,
Hope feels like a worthless pebble,
Pebble thrown at puddles of duty,
Duty that has changed its meanings,
Meanings in dictionaries are at sale,
Sale prices still drop better than humans,
Humans and their brains live together,
Together but confined in their own ways,
Ways that differ from laws of evolution.
Evolution has taken a toll,
Toll on acting out best possible roles,
Roles in which we fit not,
Not only evil nests weigh us down,
Down along a river that has died,
Died for the love it never received,
Received but spoilages of human living,
Living under roofs that make houses,
Houses contain men called a family,
Family but in paper, sealed in courts,
Courts now reek and spell no justice,
Justice in movies now fairytales in process,
Process that brings moving world to standstill.
Standstill yet stopping not for a second,
Second after another, haste aligns with life,
Life until it's all over,
Over broken laws of humanity,
Humanity weeps at libraries,
Libraries locked for years,
Years that count in reverse,
Reverse chronology of events,
Events that take us back,
Back to moment of creation,
Creation that we're,
We're all a part of,
Of semi-truths and uncertainty,
Uncertainty in hearts,
Hearts that belong to humans,
Humans that see alike but perceive not,
Not to chaos of a lifetime I'd return rather not,
Not now, not later,
Later that lasts forever,
Forever shall kill the fruits,
Fruits of tree planted,
Planted in the name of peace,
Peace that lives no more in me.
©tamanna3 -
lovenotes_from_carolyn
5d
Read MoreA cautionary tale, to whom it may concern...
#mirakee #writersnetwork #demons #GodsHolyLight #spiritualhealing #angelicrealms #myownwords #nonfictionDEMON
by Carolyn Glackin
Insidious masterminds
Hellbent on mass destruction
Your soul, they plan to steal
Through the artifice of seduction
Harmful machinations
That lead to a hellish plight
Are inflicted on countless souls
Who no longer sleep well at night
Their eyes are empty and dead
Their smile is a cackling sneer
They'll tempt you and beguile you
While filling your heart up with fear
Homicidal, these beasts
Quite skilled in manipulation
Slowly they work their way in
Through cunning articulation
Reduced to a useless meat puppet
Your mind is no longer your own
Desperation will flood you
And despair, unlike any you've known
Now, of course there are those that can help
Such as spiritual healers and shamans
And many others as well
Such as seers, and priests, and Brahmins
But take care to call on them soon
'Cause believe me, the longer you wait
The more you'll be lost to this world
Overtaken by creatures of hate
Hallucinations will increase
Delusional thoughts, all the more
And by now, I've scared you enough
So I needn't say very much more
Just always be strong in your spirit
Let the truth and the Light lead the way
Let love be your guiding force
And I'm certain you'll be quite ok
Do not let the darkness tempt you
And never succumb to its fear
Remain on the brightly lit path
Where angelic loved ones are near
Just remember if things become hazy
Can't tell if awake or just dreamin'
It's high time to reach out for help
'Cause my dear, you might have a demon.
Copyright Carolyn Glackin 2/22/2021 -
7saptarangi_lekhan
1w
Read More#mirakee #mirakeeworld @hindiwriters #hindiwriters #hindilekhan #gzsptrng
रह - ए - निगाहों से गुजरते हुए कभी न पूछा हाल हमारा
दरअसल वो भी हमारी खैरियत की दुआ में लगे थे
-- सप्तरंग
उलझनें नाचती हैं जो ज़हन में.... ��आसमाँ का चाँद आज आधा बन के निकला है
शायद वो कहीं से न'क़ाब पहन के निकला है
बू - ए - गेसू नसीम - ए - सहर में खोले निकला है
बाद - ए - नौ - बहार अभी बनते बनते निकला है
गुल - ओ - गुलज़ार सभी ज़िक्र - ए - अलम करते
कौन सा गुलाब उस के लिए चमन से निकला है
बीच बाजार में इक सरगोशी हुई है कानों में जो
लगता है कोई पैरों में पायल बांध के निकला है
नूर - ओ - ज़िया राह में सितारे उतर आए सभी
ब - ज़ाहिर जब - जब घर से वो अपने निकला है
सहरा के दरख्तों पर ख़ामोशी गूँज रही है सिर्फ़
अब के शिकारी अपना जाल तान के निकला है
बा - रंग - ए - कागज़ - ए - आति - श - ज़दा जैसा
मुंह हुआ हांथो से जब ख़त जलते हुऐ निकला है
आसाँ नहीं ये राहें ' सप्तरंग ' तुम रोक लो उसे
मुसाफ़िर जो आंखों पर पट्टी बाँधके निकला है
कैसा ज़हर फैला है बदन में मरने तक नहीं देता
वीराने में चलते हुए इक साँप डस के निकला है
गेसू - ए - रसा जो जहां थे वहीं ठहर कर रह गए
बा - ख़ुदा जो तीर निशा'ना साध के निकला है
मयखाने को ज़रा आहिस्ते से पीयो ' सप्तरंग ' तुम
कि साकी अभी - अभी ज़ाम भरके निकला है
©7saptarangi_lekhan -
a_gentilischi
3w
Read More-air dried rose-
Strung from her stem
To the roof of the attic
In the unchanging darkness
Of the day and night...
She is the rose
Air dried
And preserved...
Her beauty
Forced in to solidity
Against the currents of Time...
But, of course
Time is a cruel mistress
(not as cruel as him, though
"nothing compares to you"
That's what she murmers
For she can't even lie
When she's gagging on his scent)...
Well, Time, as said
Despises being cheated
So Time sends her gifts
Sweetly wrapped parodies...
So now there are cracks
In the glacial mask
Of her supposedly timeless allure...
The red petals
That once gleamed
Like blood red rubies
Wet with the dewdrops
Of warm, fresh hope
Those petals used to be soft
Softer than satin...
But now the red is darker
Like fine aged wine
But, without the fragrance
Of guileless youth
Without the crisp tartness
Of wild abandon and freedom...
The petals are wrinkled
They look so fragile
As fragile as spun glass
But she won't break that easily
Not now...
Once she was Aphrodite rising
Straight out of a Botticelli
Wind in her hair
Resplendent and graceful
A burning super nova
Pure, and passionate...
Now she is cold
Bone deep cold
From her sepals to stem
The icy drafts hum
Through the attic...
A harsh reminder
Of times gone by
She sways in it
And her petals shiver
As the humanity
Continues to bleed out of her.
2021.02. 07
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#personify #wod #pod
#mirakee #writersnetwork
@mirakee @writersnetwork
#thoughts #time #life #memories.
©a_gentilischi
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gunjit_jain
10w
Read Moreचाहे तोड़ जाना मुझे, या छोड़ जाना तन्हाई में
मगर ठंडे पैर, गलती से भी न लगाना रजाई में
������������Ignore itशाम ढल गयी, शब आ गयी, माहौल भी अब कुछ सर्द है
हबीब है मगर करीब नहीं, खुदा की ये रज़ा बड़ी बे-दर्द है
~ गुंजित -
A poem is not just made of the words
that go into building it, It is not its body or its content,
A poem
is a tapestry made of fibres sourced
from the heart, and spun by the soul.
A poem is thus A Daughter of The Soul.
A poem
knows not death even if it is crossed out
or crumpled; it lives on as remnants of memory.
A poem is thus Deathless.
A poem
knows when it is tweaked; it will either react to your pen like a touch me not, if it is already perfect, or like wet clay if it is not.
A poem is thus a Living Entity.
A poem
is the Guardian of Your Imagination;
it keeps it safe forever.
A poem
is a Home for the Tired Past,
a Resting Place for the Present and
a Cradle for any version of the Future.
Your poem, is above all,
a place where You can
go to, when you feel broken, to
remind yourself that from You,
emerged something so beautiful;
That You
are the source of the
Most Beautiful Thing in the World
©artemiswrites -
artemiswrites
8w
Read MoreThis is a biography of My Happiness. Everyone's personal Happiness is different, (especially with regards to the places Happiness inhabits) but I think most of our "Happinesses" share the same traits.
@writersnetwork #writersnetwork @mirakee #mirakee #podA Biography of Happiness
If the word "Happiness" were a person, you would
find Her in places where
the night sky glitters with a
smattering of stars,
where Springtime holds the world captive
in her prison of clear blue sky and flowers, in every shade of a spice market,
where the air is filled with harp notes and the
chimes of grandfather clocks,
where the smell of warm cookies, made by
every Mother in the World hangs like fog,
where books nest,
and where every person
speaks Peace.
Happiness looks at the Future with hopeful eyes,
that twinkle like Christmas lights,
She sieves out diamonds from
the coarse grains of the Past
and wears them as a necklace,
Happiness treasures the Present,
she runs her fingers
over every single thread
that makes up the tapestry of the Present.
Happiness is a simple person,
Happiness is satisfied with paper boats
and marbles
sourced from the annals
of a happy childhood;
She doesn't require a luxury cruise.
When Happiness enters a room, she shines;
She becomes the Sun,
but sometime it becomes hard to
notice her,
because of the rain clouds that
try to veil her light.
However,
The most important thing about Happiness
is that,
She gives a piece of Herself to keep forever
to those who spend their life,
at the Altar of Kindness.
©artemiswrites -
bey5151
4w
Read MoreOnce upon a time, there was a child who asked his mother, “Mother, my friend told me that her mother always left her own hand to be bitten by a mosquito until the mosquito was full so that she wouldn't bite my friend. Will you also do the same? "
The mother laughed and answered frankly, "No. But, Mom will chase every mosquito all night long so you don't have the chance to bite you or our family. "
Hearing that answer, the child smiled and resumed his playing activities. Not long after, the child turned back to his mother. Suddenly she remember something. "Then Mom, at that time I heard a story about a mother who was willing not to eat so that her children could eat their fill. How about mom? " The boy asked almost the same question.
This time the mother answered in a firmer voice, “I will work hard so that we can all eat to our fullest. So, you don't have to have difficulty swallowing because you see your mother hungry. "
The child smiled again, and then hugged his mother lovingly. "Thanks Mom. I can always lean on Mother. "
While stroking her son's hair, the mother replied, "No, son! But I will teach you so that you can stand firm on your own feet, so that you don't fall over when you are no longer by your side. Because mom can't always be there for you. "standing on his own feet
©bey5151
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branthan
4w
Read MoreHow do you tell someone that you want to die? Would you write few lines on a white sheet, ink stained against your skin or would you leave without a word?
On a cold December night when no one is talking, when the world is silent that you can hear yourself clearly for the first time in a while. Or maybe on an autumn eve when the sky bleeds away into the ocean for the last time. A tranquil kind of solitude.
It isn't sad, death is death, an end is an end. Nothing more nothing less. Yet, we carry certain things that don't belong to us a little longer than we are supposed to. Like, stories of someone that made you smile for no reason on a night like this.
Do you think about death too? I wonder.
I have learned that we have to make peace with the mortality, the fragility of existing. One day you're here and then you're not. But, there is happiness, around the edges of your favorite book that you keep coming back to, warmth around the curves of someone that made you feel like something more than this, this mere existence where you struggle to wake up.
I think what makes life worth living is death, the unpredictability of existence. You don't know when the story ends, you don't know the destination but you walk through days with a hope that there is a tomorrow to wake up to. It could be your brain playing tricks on you yet it feels so real, feels so personal.
I think when we comprehend this unpredictability, we will realize how important every moment makes you feel because maybe this moment is all there is. You don't know if this moment is your last, the last kiss, a hug, the last poem that you're ever going to write, last meal, last conversation, the last smile, the last moment where you could feel the life. A few moments on this tiny planet, alone but never lonely.
I know people but I don't. It's a contradiction. Maybe the right thing to say is, I know part of them, some pieces from broken conversations that I can barely remember. I wonder they know about me too.
@mirakee @writersnetwork.
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queen_f_loyalty
4w
Read MoreNo matter the bad that has happened or that will happen always remember that you are so special to me nd to my dear heart.
Our friendship is bigger than this world, our friendship is bigger than the tallest person alive. I miss you but I'm not going let this distance keep me away from loving nd caring you. I want you to know that I'll always be there for you no matter what. I know we have got a long road ahead of us but still I'm willing to stick it through. And I hope you are as willing too. No matter where we go you will always be my one of those True Friends I have in my life.
©Ram's(29/01/21)
The people I'm tagging in this post need not to be worried. Because I'll always stay in touch with you even if it's 5 months once I'll surely be in touch.
I PROMISE IT FROM MY HEART.Remember I'm the one who is very hard to handle but remember I'm the one who love you eternally.
