In a gentle way, you can shake the world.
MAHATMA GANDHI
alankrita3
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alankrita3 22w
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alankrita3 22w
Never ask a football player, how to do the Tango
- Alankrita -
alankrita3 29w
Maybe you don't have to fit in.
Maybe you have to follow your own path.
Even if you're the only one on it.
Maybe being whoever you are
Is good enough.
©writers_paradise -
I think I'm starting to find my way back.
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alankrita3 78w
Pause for a moment, appreciate what you have.
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alankrita3 139w
Stay away from negative people. They have a problem for every solution.
-Albert Einstein -
Sometimes you have to stop being scared and just go for it. Either it will work, or it won't. That's life
-unknown -
alankrita3 166w
I bid 2017 a sweet goodbye
I wish you are showered with happiness
I hope you achieve success
I pray for your health and well being
I care for each one of you
I want us all to grow stronger together
I welcome 2018 with warmth and joyHappy New Year
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When the sun bids farewell,
your memories rush
Flooding my mind
with thoughts of all kinds
And I wait for the night
to consume me in
darkness. -
alankrita3 183w
THE HIDDEN SECRET IS YOU
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brahmleen_ 1d
Dear woman,
You are a lavender womb
Naming this garden of
Cosmos with
Twinkling lilacs
Your are the rough
Pages of Plath wrapped
In pains rising out
Of dried ashes
You are the blowing
Wind narrating
Howls of storms
Conquering uphill
Like a goddess
You are that plain
Canvas bathed in
Yellow luminosity
Shining in a scene
Beside sharp prickles
You are a true poet
Except metaphors
Quilling threads
Of personification
Free and float
You are less like
A pacifist and
Orbs smell like
A Greek amazon
Your are a living
Lithop grows sun
From harsh
Roads
Your name is not
Easy to define
Pugnacious like a
Ray on a frost
Bench of winter.
βrαhmleen -
sproutedseeds 1w
#wod#chainverse#mirakee#writersnetwork
#writersbay
@mirakee@writersnetwork@writersbay
@writersnetwork thank you so much for the repost❤️❤️MIRAKEEAN
Words lying dormant woke up
woke up with call from Mirakee
Mirakee an app to make us active
active to work on challenges
challenges bring out our talent
Talent displayed in poetries
Poetries bring out the poet
Poet hidden in each mirakeean.
©sproutedseeds
27.02.21 -
daffodilpearlzz 3w
@mirakee @writersnetwork #ceesreposts
#microblog
Aaaahhhhhhhh I'm in tears Thank you sweetheart mirakee for this
FIRST EVER POD
And thank you very much dear WN for the repostM I R A K E E J O U R N E Y
~microblog~•F i r s t step•
Starting with a poem titled "Colourless", I began my mirakee journey, penning down about the budding artist in me and about how my passion, connected poetry to painting, beautifully. I wrote about the white canvas, which is given a black wash of paint, and how it symbolically referred to the life of a girl, the artist. I still remember, how back then, each "like" mattered to me as a great token of appreciation and I was excited and awed, each time I got a follower.
•Kick start of the journey•
After my first poem, I wrote a few quotes too. I was spending each moment, day or night, thinking what more I could write. 'Word battles' had also caught my attention, by then. Sooner, I came across writing challenges. Some of them by @writerstolli were worth trying. They improved my skills and vocabulary. Moreover, I realized that such challenges brought more readers to my posts. I'm thankful, that I realized this at the earliest, because I was indeed looking for constructive criticisms.
•Accelerating forward•
Now that I have leaped in, and set into track, the next step was to accelerate forward. In terms of vocabulary, creative writing skills and knowledge, I wanted to improve more, than write more. At some point of this journey, sooner after around 10 posts, I realized the importance of using apt background images. I noticed from other posts that those ones with a "suitable" background image, caught my attention. So I edited some of my first few posts and added background images to them.
•Racing high•
The first time when I got a considerable number of likes and an increase in follower count by 20, was for the post titled "Still, you can" written for a picture prompt challenge. Not so lately, I also got 100+ likes for a post defining poetry. I opened my post that day evening and felt awestruck when I saw 78 likes for that post. Later by that day, it crossed 100 and now, I guess 160. Still, I had several lessons to learn.
•Gaining support•
Initially, I wasn't connected to any writers here, I mean, I was just reading 'em and they were reading mine. That's all. But some writers have constantly supported me. The first writer who came to my posts and gave me constant support was @medhaa_aanand {currently deactivated} and then @shaiz_fs and @adithir. Had it not been for these writers to support me, I would not have grown in mirakee. Also, @love_whispererr had been reading and supporting me since the beginning and is continuing as such, which I'm grateful for all time. That support has immensely helped me.
•More writers to read•
During the month of August 2020, I took a one month break from writing. This was due to two reasons. One, I was busy with exams. Two, I realized that reading more authors is needed for me on mirakee. I realized that appreciating other writers, reading and re-reading their posts and leaving behind my opinions in the comments, not only is a support for them, but but much more than that, it helps me improve myself. That one month was the turning point of my mirakee journey. I discovered several writers in here. I read their posts, I learnt from their opinions. I understood about the different ways of writing. Till now, the only one thing that keeps me going on mirakee is reading others' posts. Often, I come across posts, which seem difficult to understand. But, still, I try my best. I re-read them. Look for meanings of words and phrases and finally like and repost them. It has helped me to grow a lot and I'll keep doing that as well.
•Ups and downs•
Often, I also have come across some ups and downs in life and at times, when I don't hesitate to write about it on mirakee, I also have got immense support from several of you. It boosted my confidence and I'm thankful to you for sending messages filled with positivity. The other complicated part was when my fellow writers were plagiarised, stalked or harassed by some other writers. There was once a writer who immensely supported me. That was the writer with whom I did a collaboration post for the first time, but sadly, later I was shocked to know that it was a fake account and that the person was stalking some writers on this app before. Thank you to the writer who tagged me in a post, which revealed this. Recently, I came across a few posts which were also based on the same content. I came to know that our admins are taking strong efforts to keep this place free of stalkers and my sincere gratitude to @mirakee, @writersnetwork, Carolyn ma'am and all other admins working thoroughly for the safety and security of mirakeeans. Thank you dear admins.
•Expectations vs Reality•
I came here to write, inspired by hindi literature. But I ended up writing in english. I was a writer who was not interested in using complex vocabulary in writing, because, I wanted the readers to feel comfortable. I accepted that the repeated use of the same word would make the work boring to read, but I didn't therefore want to use complicated vocabulary too. One reason was that I used to feel uncomfortable myself, when I read such confusing sentences. It happened on mirakee. But later, I got out of my comfort zone and unexpectedly, I learnt new words and improved my vocabulary. With that being said, I was an admirer of fluency, pronunciation and grammar, and I gave more focus on these parts of any language, one reason for which I kept myself away from complex words. Changes happened, and now I'm no more uncomfortable to new words. I also didn't realize that I was building myselves on social media. But indeed, I accept that mirakee is indeed a unique application and therefore I'm ok with being in here.
Thank you
Bhavya
©daffodilpearlzz
Sun 14 Feb 2021 -
i_faha 3w
Now I know what a ghost is. Unfinished business, that's what.
- Salman Rushdie
Thank you @mirakee @writersnetwork for the pat on my back
#ghost #lifestages #writersnetwork #mirakee #wodLife cycle of a poetry
Often born out of a very dark place,
twisting and turning through a tight space,
nuzzling and nestling between thoughts & fingers,
Robins of spring, or 'raven'ous harbingers.
From tumultuous toddlers, to rebellious teens,
Identities of their own, eager to be seen,
Trapped in the cycle of likes and views,
Huddling for survival with their types, to schmooze.
The patient and resilient inching towards their prime,
embraced or rebuked for speaking their mind,
the claps don't matter, the slaps do not hurt,
these Casanovas of ideas, and Coquettes of flirt.
Grizzled and lonely, in their feed they now await,
for a fresh pair of eyes, to read and relate,
turning hopes to dust, falling like grains of sand,
hanging fire to a quietus, for the muse to understand.
the expressions have expired, the emotions didn't last,
beneath all of that dirt, lay ghosts of the past.
The soul finally departing, like songbirds out of a cage,
Leaving a heirloom skeleton of words, from childhood to old age.
©i_faha -
iamlisteningyou 6w
//Sometimes all we want is someone to listen us out. What if I say I'll be that someone for you?//
Mirakee. A writer's paradise. A community.
There are writers and readers here. Just? Nope. There are humans here staying under this shelter and I am one of you all.
It's been more than a year I'm writing here and I'm not lying when I say I've seen here alot of things more than I've seen in my entire life. Have met so many people, known their stories, read them, interacted with them, held them in my mind like a part of me and much more.
We write. Just words? Nope. We write love, hate, hope, despair, and every other emotion a human can feel. Each pen writes something. Something is different about every pen. Each pen has a different story to tell. Each pen feels differently. For me, my paper/screen has always listened to me. Always. Without judging, without getting mad at me, without asking any question, without poking me, without making fun of me. Just kept quiet without saying a word and listened to me. To everything I said. May it be sensible, may it be insensible. Just listened being a good friend. Isn't it the same way for you too?
I'm lucky enough to have a person in my life who does exactly the same thing for me. I know how different it is when paper listens and when a real person listens. But does everyone have someone like this? I don't think so. And at times a person might have someone but what happens when you can't really tell that person about what's bothering you? We can't deny the possibility of something happening like this. Maybe the person you have isn't in a state to know what you want to tell, maybe you aren't in a state to tell. Can be any reason.
What does a writer do at such time? Writes it down as much as possible.
What if you know there's a person on the other side of your screen? You don't know who it is but just is. That person is ready to lend you ears, a mind and a heart for you to tell anything that's bothering you or making you happy but you have no one to share with. That person is ready to listen you, whatever you want to tell. You are free to consider that someone as the person you can't tell. Or someone you wish you had but you don't.
Here's what this account is exactly about:
This account is made specially for you. Me, the account holder of this account is here for you, to listen you out. Just listen. No matter what you have to say. I'll listen. Won't say a single word. Won't reply. This is exactly what my best friend's chat window does for me when he isn't online. I spam the chatbox with all the thoughts running in mind. Because I know on the other side, there is someone who's there for me, listening me. I can wait for him to come online. But what if the thoughts are hurting my head and I need to let them out as soon as possible? Why should I wait when I have an option to just say it all? And that's what I do. I swear I feel lighter. Sometimes alot and sometimes a little. But I do. Sometimes I find a few solutions when I say it all. I find some peace in all the chaos. I really do.
See. I don't want to take someone's place in your life. Remember this. I just want you to find some peace, some relief out of whatever you'll be going through in that moment. Taking things out of your heart and mind for once really helps. I'm here to help you in that.
How will you tell me? The only way is through comments. And you're right. You'll be commenting what you want to tell.
But
Through your account? Nope.
I respect your privacy. It's not just you but someone else too who'll be commenting. Just like you, even I don't want any third party to know what YOU have commented.
So how? Make a separate account yourself? Nope.
I have made that account for you!
EMAIL ID: iwannatellyousomething55@gmail.com
PASSWORD: listenme@55
USERNAME: @iwannatellyousomething
This is it. Anyone who wants to comment staying anonymous, can use this account to comment.
I don't know who will or how many people will tell me anything but it's a kind request.. please do follow these simple rules.
DO NOT CHANGE ANYTHING.
Do not change the password, if you change then someone who really wants to use the account, won't be able to log in.
Do not do anything else with the account other than using it for commenting on my, as in @iamlisteningyou account.
Only comment on my account.
Do not post anything from that account or bother anyone else other than me.
Try not to use abusive words.
Do not like, repost or follow anyone from that account other than me.
IMPORTANT: Once you are done commenting, remove the account from your device. Do not keep it in your device as limit might get full.
Just add the account information mentioned above in your gmail and log into mirakee via that account. Comment anything you wanna tell and no will know it's you.
❤️This initiative is inspired by a youtube video whose link is in my bio. Do watch it.
I wish you love, hope and positivity
Thank-you.
Yours,
Well-wisher.
I have made two separate posts. One for criticism and one for improvement ideas. Do share your views there.
The last post is for the purpose of my account.
Please help me spread this. You may not find this any important but someone might
Tag accounts if possible.
I apologise for bothering you in any way.
Mail ID of this account: iamlistenimgyouhere@gmail.com
Kindly mail on ID if you face any issues with @iwannatellyousomething account.
Edit: Knowing how Mirakee works, I need a favor from you people. As no one knows who I am and as this account is brand new, it's difficult for this to reach many people. If possible from your side, will you please post a post mentioning this account? Just for a day or even less. I don't want you to write anything about this but just a mention post. I'll be grateful if you do so.
I can't thank you all enough for accepting this initiative. My respect and gratitude to you.❤️
#listenme55You'll be heard
I'm not a therapist.
But I promise you this:
I will listen.
I will care. -
oeuvreofthesoul 42w
I think artists have probably been created
By a unique kind of atoms
Or they probably live
In a different version of reality
For making pain
So breathtakingly beautiful
© angeli appadoo -
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nityabhatia 9w
" When you look back, even the detour was a part of your route..."
-Nitya Bhatia
#mirakee #readwriteunite #writersnetwork #pod @mirakee @readwriteunite @writersnetworkZoom Out
You might think
the plan was,
never orchestrated
the way you envisioned it,
the disappointment might
eat you up inside,
the sequence disrupted
your structures erupted,
holding on tightly gripped,
let go of all the strings,
with or without your governance,
the show will still go on...
©nityabhatia -
Joy
So she says
"I feel a little more
Beautiful,"
And she swings
Down the staircase.
No surface
To question her,
She giggles
Like I have never seen before,
She finally sings
After 11 years,
Like she didn't
Grow older ever since,
Damn, I never thought
No mirrors were
Freedom for her,
Those overcoats
Of face power
Went limp infront
Of her chubby face,
All those marks
She scratched once
Don't itch her image,
She dances
Evermore in reality,
Damn, I never thought
No mirrors were
Freedom for her.
©alextheft -
If the world had no mirrors
If the world had no mirrors, we would be forced to look at ourselves differently. With nothing to show you how you are on the outside, you would be forced to look at yourself from the inside. Forget about how your hair looks, forget about fixing your makeup. How's your heart? Is your soul pretty? What improvements can you make? If the world had no mirrors, we would be forced to work on the core of what makes us human, to focus on what matters and forget about this skin casing for a bit. If the world had no mirrors, we would realise that our true beauty comes from within.
©inkosazana_yakwa_jobe
