Mirakee
The essence of love, the core of loving someone, just revolves around the sacrifices one makes for the other. Period.
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akku_invincible
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MEERUT LAD�� BELGAUM GEORGIAN LOVELY PROFESSIONAL UNIVERSITY, PUNJAB�� An amateur poet with mature thoughts
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akku_invincible
1w
Read MoreBroken Hearts Club !
Here we listen to everyone and never give advice..
Its just an escape and not a reminder
To realize what you can instead of what you could have.
Enjoy ! #nature #love #travel #friendship #inspiration #poetry #thoughts #diary #lifeOh you never want that love ,
Love that you keep giving but never came back...
Love that you keep thinking about but never considered you ever
The one that you keep holding on but they every time let you go ...
Love that took away your heart, let alone lending theirs...
It just works out for few , this Love and relationship thing,
Coz in most of them, Its only one of them, who puts everything at stake...
and the other just tread this way for searching something that was always with them...
But they never figure it out...
Untill,
You know when .
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And that Love died it's natural death...like a lamp... slowly...waiting for its fuel to burn.... waiting for your love to come...
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Aur kuch iss trah pass rehkr bhi tu duur hai...
Jaise December aur January ho bhale hi pass ...parr duri ek saal ki hai...
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These fingers entwined are not to let go off when life gets windy but to pull closer and face it !!!
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akku_invincible
7w
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Seeking motivation ? everything is covered here ����♂️��
P.S- At least we all hate the Monday same way ����
#nature #life #poetry #thoughts #inspiration #love #travel #friendship #diaryWork hard until you meeting with your family and friends goes viral
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Screwed, Scarred and yet Proud
I keep on believing...
that being something I am not is maybe in trend, but for me...
its fake and its hard ..!!
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Oh ! You gilded night-sky ,
Gilded with far but twinkling stars..
With wandering but destined shooting stars..
With scarred but most attractive moon
With pitch dark but soothing night
And beneath you Oh ! Sky...
Me and my love , for her , for you, blooms....
Forever !
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In the most dreaded nightmares , clutching to the shreds of your memories , I pass every night with those blissful miseries...
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To love someone with all your heart , you need to love yourself . Sun cannot assure sunshine if it doesn't have any inside ♂️
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virtually_real
42w
Read MoreJust ignore this, I wrote this one in tears and pain, it's utterly meaningless.
Song - No scars to your beautiful by Alessia Cara
@mirakee @writersnetwork #podMiserable
Am I the ugliest human being
Red pimples, black scars, pale skin
Round face, dark circles, uneasy eyes
Do I have a body or a mere dustbin
Is my soul all dust and no matter
Am I anything, anything at all
Beyond my shape and skin?
Within my mind so small
I'll lose and my death will win
I'll ask a last question while leavin'
Am I anything, just anything
beyond my shape and skin?
If I shatter one day into pieces
Will somebody come to my grave
It feels like I don't deserve love
For my presence will someone crave
Will anybody come to my grave?
I look like I'm a corpse long dead
Feels like I've no emotions alive
While mocking me for my looks
Nobody cares if I'd survive
Is it that easy to love anybody
Just at the first sight?
What if you feel Nothing at first
Will you take a step back and look again
Or will you just opt away a flight?
Will you like me for my taste in books
Will you love me for the music I like
I'm not so special I do agree
Will you still come with me on a ride?
I know you won't
I don't make promises
I know they sound fake on my face
I try to smile and make it pleasing
But all my attempts are disgrace
I was born with an ugly face
The perfect God's grave mistake
I was born with an ugly face
Don't get me wrong
I tried my best to fit in
I skipped the dinner and joined gym
Lost some pounds and
looked a bit slim
But I wasn't made for it
All I did didn't make me beautiful
I'm still a photographer's discarded film
Thrown away in a mere bin
I'm just one discarded film
But hold on
Why is it so important to me
To look good in a certain way
You know right
It's what most people care for
Crave for
Search for
And yeah, fall for
If I don't catch their eyes
They feel like I shouldn't exist
If I don't please their parameters
With a beautiful face and being
I'm not seen as worthy enough
All words I deserve then
Are just rude and mean
What if my eyes ain't that deep
I too feel sorrows and I too cry
What if I can't answer you back
Your words hurt like a fallen sky
I'm not deserving of any equal love
But at least don't hate me for something
I have no control upon. Can I have this favor
Can I have some right to be ignored
If not to be loved.
Can you stop making me think
I don't deserve life. Can you stop
Stop your biases for God's sake
You may forget what you say
Maybe the person who heard you
Will live with those words forever
Please have a better way with humour
All that sounds funny on surface
Is often murderous down beneath
I hardly matter to anybody
You know me for such a long time
Still you don't know who's inside
In this dustbin there's a scared light
Scared of darkness within
Too scared of glow outside
Isn't it too much for a single soul
To uphold deep in itself
Grief, loss, humiliation, and pain
Am I going mad or is this world insane?
But I know it well enough
It's not about a single soul
There are many like me
Failing to fall for themselves
Trying to fit in pretentious voids
Nobody wants them
Everybody avoids
Then I heard again
But there's hope waiting for you in the dark
No scars to your beautiful
We're stars and we're beautiful
Really?
Okay
I don't count myself as beautiful
But 'hope' is beautiful
Really, 'hope' will be beautiful forever
Blemishes set upon my face
Search your eyes as its mirror
It's nothing a lot of a wish
Just wanting to feel a bit better
I'm miserable in my own eyes
I need yours to feel beautiful
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beingsheblog
65w
Read MoreAnd they say there is light at the end of the tunnel,
what if I say the tunnel is my home.
1. And many nights I tried to run away for light, but I ended up returning to the same place called 'home' again.
2. This tunnel looks scary, I couldn’t decide is it day
or night because here it is dark all the time.
3. What you search for the most when you need light?
A hand full of love in your hand or a moon facing your window so that the demons don’t appear again.
4. It's hard to accept the darkness because whole life we were taught that darkness is scary you must sleep before 9 nor the demon will appear in front of your eyes.
5. When I grew up I realised that the real demon is being nourished inside us since we were a child.
6. It's all about what you choose to be, what you see, what you imagine because the darkness is part of nature but the demon is a choice that you make.
7. It's just that we are so selfish, we want light, light and only light, what about the moon and stars how will they glow in daylight?
8. It's been a long time I am in the tunnel, living here is not that scary because the light I used to run for is inside me, it was hard for me to to come across that light because the demon looked fancy and used to glow as if it has ingested the sun, moon and the whole sky.
9. We are so messed up and we consider darkness responsible for all the mess because it’s during the night when we have to fight, fight a battle called anxiety, depression and lack of positive vibes.
10. Trust me I have been there, I know it's hard but if you can't accept the moon then you don’t have the right to be the sun too.
11. Lastly, remember always, "In darkest days you search for light". ❤
-Diksha Suman
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#happydiwali #festivaloflights @writersnetwork @readwriteunite @mirakeeIn darkest days you search for light.
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jodi_writes
81w
My heart
Is vomiting
All your lies
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miss_insane
93w
Kuch cheeze
Ek rumal, kuch pen aur vo Dil wala chabi ka billa.. ye tumhari kuch cheeze h jo mere pass rh gyi h..haa tum toh nahi pr tumhari ye cheeze tumhare mere pass hone ka eshas dela deti h... Vo copy bhi mere pas h jis m tumne mere homework Kia tha..meri vo har copy bhi mere pass h jis pr aaj bhi tera or mera Naam sth guda hua h...or vo Dil bhi jo tune meri maths ki copy Pr banaya tha.. Yuh toh maths mujhe psnd nhi pr na Jane kyu vo kitab aaj tak mere pass h...
Tumhe mujhse door hue bhut tym hogya h..par ye cheeze tumhari kami khalne nhi deti.
Sochti hoon ki kya esi hii kuch cheeze tere pass bhi hogyi meri ya fltu soch KR tune vo fekdi hongyi..
Mera vo ek jumka, jo tune ye bol KR Lia tha ki
Tu summer vacation m jaa rhi h na tu ek jumka hii dede tere aate hii tujhe dedunga or fir kbhi dia hii nahi..
Meri vo do chimtiya jo school se aate wqt tere bag m hii rh gyi thi..
Mera vo tere khoon se Sana rumal jo tune kha tha ki m saaf krke dedunga...
Mere vo 100 se Jada pen jo beech class m tere uppr Marti thi JB tu mujhe nhi sunta tha .
Kya ye sab ab bhi tere pass h is sawal se bhut prshn hoon m..
Kher choro m toh bss batana chati thi ki tumhari kuch cheeze ab bhi mere pass h..
Aur agar kbhi in cheeoz k bdle mera Dil lota sko toh Milne chale aana...
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_aary_
90w
This Way or That
Too many angles
Swooping in to advise
That you feel this way or that
Telling you to be strong
You should be able to rise above it all
But right now you feel weak as fuck
So you get down on yourself
Tell yourself- No one wants
To see you cry!
And ask- Why must you
Be so needy at times?
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