Mirakee
Story
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Legends said
he is not an ordinary man,
he's chosen by the God
he has
powers of the devil,
sight of an angel,
wings of a fairy,
magic of a witch.
Was destined to do some greater good,
sitting ideal on a bar desk,
drunk, feeling hopeless.
I have his tale to tell,
come close
and listen with your heavy heart.
As he said,
everything what your world has,
is nothing compared to what she possessed,
she was my destiny,
a close call,
from heaven what i was sent for.
Everytime I utter her name, he smiles with teary eyes.
as I recall,
she was the queen of mandrion,
and he is someone everyone knows of,
passing by from the kingdom for his own cause,
he met her in the way he has never spoken of.
But for some cause,
which he is unaware of,
he just says it's your human way,
she died in a fiery pot,
a sight he cannot forget,
and because of his rage,
mandorian is no more,
therefore he became a legend,
everyone is afraid of.
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©dummyy
dummyy
I've still got so much love hidden beneath this skin, So darling
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dummyy
1d
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dummyy
5d
Take me to church,
I'll worship your god,
I'll confess my all sins.
I am a pagan of the old time,
I kill for my own good,
make sacrifices for my god.
Bath in the bad blood,
Funny i can be cleansed,
with this holly spring.
You offering a cross,
wear and foget the old gods.
I'll hold the cross,
and pray in the old tongue.
I'll confess my all sins,
And pray holly father can bear.
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©dummyy -
dummyy
1w
My eyes are a sky full of thunderstorm,
yet not a single drop falls to carry this misery to the ground.
Now I drown when I breath this air,
this air of never ending thoughts
I feel a poisonous layer on my skin,
yet I'm unable to tear my clothes.
I look at the sun,
shines as bright as it could,
hope surfaces for a while
yet I'm unable to feel its warmth,
for the coldness of my misdeeds surpasses
and my body shivers when the air of sins caresses
I look at a tree
my mind thinks of having a fruit.
but I'm unable to reach it
for I'm too occupied tasting my old remorse.
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©dummyy -
dummyy
1w
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I wake up terrified in a sweat
a tear in my eye
telling myself a lie
whispering a buzzing noise
broken by the clouds
been challenged by the sun
taken down by the rain.
I wake up terrified in a sweat
a darkness behind
telling myself a lie
watching a red sign
intends to move on
stuck in my life.
I wake up terrified in a sweat
an emptiness inside
telling myself a lie
being sad or happy
i say myself alive
but this rule does not apply.
I wake up terrified in a sweat
a tear in my eye
telling myself a lie
listening to a humming noise
shattered by the reality
overpowered by the time
caught in this zoogeography.
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@dummyy -
dummyy
3w
I see the darkness.
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In these times of winter,
I was on my way back home.
saw a man sitting,
he seemed to be a sad fellow.
I went and stood in front of him asking if I may help,
"there is nothing you can do" he answers.
He took a luger out of his coat pocket,
Put it’s muzzle in his mouth.
before I can utter a word,
I see the blood splattered all around.
In these times of winter,
I was on my way back home.
Saw a woman standing on the edge of a cliff,
I went and stood beside her.
asking if she's enjoying the view,
"yes" she whispered
saying, "the view of the afterlife"
before I can utter a word,
I hear the wind,
and see an empty end.
In these times of winter,
I was on my way back home.
saw a boy on the top of a bar smoking a cigarette,
I went and sat beside him.
asking if he has a lighter,
he passed one to me.
before I can thank him,
I see nothing next to me
but a loud scream, maybe of his name.
In these times of winter,
I was on my way back home.
saw many deaths with these naked eyes,
darkness swinging in my mind.
barely making through the day,
let alone this entire life.
this is void, an endless terror, a pure blackness, the hollow,
or the reality we live in.
People are sad and alone,
make terrible choices,
leaving regrets for the ones left behind.
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©dummyy -
dummyy
4w
So now,
My heart ache,
Voice break,
And i think a lot.
As i close my eyes,
A darkness follow,
Waiting to open my red door,
Behind which i saw the memories I buried a long time ago.
All the guilt i ignore,
Or wish to go,
Now make me hollow.
And i am,
Standing at the top of a hill,
Below is the ocean flow.
A thought come,
To jump and be gone.
With these people,
Still i cry alone.
Spreading this love,
Yet no one to mourn.
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©dummyy -
dummyy
4w
Some poems, we hold back deep in our soul.
Some thoughts, we keep them buried.
Some voices, that want to break out, we shut them up.
Some terrors, we keep behind our shunned door.
Things we do to conceal our darkness.
Willingly wearing a mask,
and waving a hand in order to make a truce with this agony.
Hiding in, from the world, for the world.
To protect our love ones.
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©dummyy -
dummyy
5w
And i was up all night, dreaming with my openeyes, dreaming about our love being alive.
For you to come and lay next to me tonight,
Hold my hands tight,
Lets kiss each other for a while.
Share our thoughts as time passes by,
Maybe see that sun rise,
And this how we make our long night something to put in mind.
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©dummyy -
dummyy
6w
But you are always in my imagination, cause let’s face it.
You are the most beautiful creation of the nature.
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©dummyy -
dummyy
6w
I feel the darkness in never ending light.
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©dummyy
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Affair between words and writers
have never been unknown to the world
still we writers are walking museums
of so many unsaid things which daily
die with us, inside us
©thousand_splendid_thoughts -
Don't ever fall in love
with people like me.
I will take you to places
where you've never been.
I will take you to dusk
with your heart in my core.
I will kiss you at dawn with
your soul in my bones.
I will knit my world
in beauty of your scars.
I will crave for your eyes
in sky full of stars.
I will drink your blues
like it's my favourite wine.
I will embrace your wounds
like they are only mine.
I will make you forget
the taste of loneliness.
I will make love resonate
with your soul's fragrance.
I will cherish your presence
but never beg you to stay.
Just one sigh in your eyes
and here I walk away.
But I'm sorry love,
I will trap you in my rhymes.
I will rewrite our love and
meet you every single night.
I will always keep you
hidden deep in my heart.
Doesn't matter where are you
and how far you are.
-Ananya -
thewordplayer
12w
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raghavendran
13w
A Vagabond's Life
The sky above is my roof
The hard earth below my floor,.
It is my home to live in
Where I can be one with nature.
When the sun who brightens my day
Reaches its zenith at noon time
And sends his rays hot,
A tree, if nearby, becomes my shelter.
When the sun descends behind
The tall and soaring cliffs,
I walk into the open
To enjoy the breeze cool.
When the cloudless sky darkens
And the stars begin to twinkle,
I give myself to the charming night
When appears Luna with a broad smile.
When night-blooming flowers
Let their scent float abroad
For the sprightly air to spread it about,
I feel blessed to be alive.
Often I find a lake nearby
Where I choose to spend the night,
The silent lake mirroring the sky
Dotted with stars and the moon.
Bats and owls criss-crossing I find,
None colliding with the other,
On sighting their unwary prey
And flying back with a jubilant cry.
Soft straw lying about becomes my bed
And a bundle of straw my pillow,
My ears oft catch lilting strains
of a nightly warbler hidden unseen.
Once I heard a frog woken from slumber,
By the lilting notes of the warbler
Showing his musical mastery
In his unique croaking style.
A strange musical concert then began,
Both the sounds mixing together,
But the frog's attempt to show his prowess
Put a strain on my unwilling ears.
I was accustomed to weird sounds
As well as to pleasing notes of birds,
So smiling to myself
I renewed my efforts to sleep.
I walk gaily with my hands and mind free
Unburdened with earthly goods,
Which weigh down a carrier
And slows down his progress.
Streching plains or the snowy mountains,
No different are they to me,
Rainy skies or burning sands
Never my advance halts.
With nature as my support,
And the whole earth left to me,
What more do I need on this earth?
A vagabond who communes with nature.
I know not where I shall be
When the next morn dawns
Nor where I shall be asleep
When the next night falls.
I am a vagabond and a wanderer,
I go wherever my legs carry,
I know not my next stop
Nor where I will breathe my last.
I love the life I lead
With no worries about the next day,
Every minute of my life I enjoy
And it is how I want to live.
Raghav R
28.10.2020
©raghavendran -
lifeandverses
16w
You're a shattered canvas
torn and severely broken
grey is what you're made up of
and I'd do whatever it takes
to fix your wrecked pieces
I'd make every effort
to embellish you
with resplendent colors
paint you in the most exquisite way
and make a magnificent scenery
out of you
but I know after adorning
your dark soul
with those vivid colors
black and blue is all
I'll be left with
for myself
in the end
©lifeandverses -
ink_trovert
14w
Somewhere in between black and white,
I'm like the lustrous shade, Grey!
A feeling of absence and oblivion exists,
with a luster of calmness and balance.
The grey lusty cape of personality I hold,
Is neither gloomy nor it's colourful.
The neutrality and simplicity compliments
my delicately woven Orphic outfit.
Bright as white but mysterious as black,
There's a tinge of spookiness with affable.
Somewhere in between bright and dull,
I'm elegantly dressed in my grey lust.
©ink_trovert
