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#foundpoetry
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shadow09 7w
#foundpoetry
@writersnetwork @readwriteunite @writerstolli
To perfectly created creature❤ -
shadow09 7w
#foundpoetry
@mirakee @readwriteunite @mirakeeworld
Cause I haunt myself more in isolation.
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juhiyverma_ 18w
A moment to reflect
inner thoughts or emotions,
anything great.
or maybe writing on paper.
a grey-green Somnolence;
without need of words.
or a vast, benevolent world,
the people in it, accounted.
a few drops of Something
a thought , a hope ?
an unfortunate, indescribable
air of expectation.
a story,
an affair.
a little poetry,
a little lying.
insinuating
the greatness of man's intellect,
alone;
yet happy enough to carry herself;
something
beautifully smooth,
short-sighted,
terribly dangerous.
all those words,
she could not say right.
©juhiyverma_
#life#love#words#she#her#destruction#ephemeral#obscurethoughts#survival#identitycrisis#chaos
#chaoticlife#lifeistough#bsyunhi#justafewwords#piets#writers#justwords#blackoutpoetry#foundpoetryCogitation...
A moment to reflect
inner thoughts or emotions,
anything great.
or maybe writing on paper.
a grey-green Somnolence;
without need of words.
or a vast, benevolent world,
the people in it, accounted.
a few drops of Something
a thought , a hope ?
an unfortunate, indescribable
air of expectation.
a story,an affair. a little poetry, a little lying.
insinuating the greatness of man's intellect,
alone;yet happy enough to carry herself;
something beautifully smooth,short-sighted,
terribly dangerous.
all those words,she could not say right.
©juhiyverma_ -
juhiyverma_ 18w
her thoughts,
the words
her mind
the measure of
life
destruction;
all ephemeral,
obscured,
with an impulse of terror
faintly malicious;
with Her,
it all ceased.
©juhiyverma_
#life#love#words#she#her#destruction#ephemeral#obscurethoughts#survival#identitycrisis#chaos
#chaoticlife#lifeistough#bsyunhi#justafewwords#piets#writers#justwords#blackoutpoetry#foundpoetryher thoughts,
the words
her mind
the measure of
life
destruction;
all ephemeral,
obscured,
with an impulse of terror
faintly malicious;
with Her,
it all ceased.
©juhiyverma_ -
juhiyverma_ 19w
Her own eyes,
struggling in hope,
puzzled
in her own curiosity,
her untrained mind
fidgeting with something
she knew had gone,
perhaps
had all gone.
©juhiyverma_
#life#love#struggle#hope#puzzled#gone#lost#she#her#justafewwords#blackoutpoetry#newhope#newlove
#insights#randomstuffs#bsyunhi#words#poetry#foundpoetry#discoveredwords#fewwords#lifeandlove
#survival#poets#writersnetwork#soulwriter#mirakeeHer own eyes,
struggling in hope,
puzzled
in her own curiosity,
her untrained mind
fidgeting with something
she knew had gone,
perhaps
had all gone.
©juhiyverma_ -
juhiyverma_ 19w
All the pictures
green and grey
mixed their own colours,
moist colours;
the extraordinary emotion.
~emotions
©juhiyverma_
#life#love#she#her#emotions#colours#lifeandlove#justafewwords#bsyunhi#randomstuffs#extraordinary#blackoutpoetry#blackedout#foundpoetry#newlove#justcurious#igotaskill#poets#formsofpoetry
#discoveredwords#freshpoetry #moistcolours#metaphors#pictures#greenandgreyAll the pictures
green and grey
mixed their own colours,
moist colours;
the extraordinary emotion.
~emotions
©juhiyverma_ -
juhiyverma_ 19w
her voice ,
silent
her eyes ,
fallen
the wind in her hair ,
an extraordinary pride.
©juhiyverma_
#life#love#she#her#pride#silent#wildhair#lifeandlove#justafewwords#bsyunhi#randomstuffs#extraordinary#fallen#blackoutpoetry#blackedout#foundpoetry#newlove#justcurious#igotaskill#poets#formsofpoetry
#discoveredwords#freshpoetryher voice ,
silent
her eyes ,
fallen
the wind in her hair ,
an extraordinary pride.
©juhiyverma_ -
devanshigajja 26w
A LETTER TO MYSELF!
TO ME,
If you ever read it again, understand that while writing this you were crying, and hurt and your fantasies were scattered and all smashed, you are writing this because you feel pathetic and want to die, the only reason that kept you living is your hope and your responsibilities, I don't know whether in future you will regret this decision or not but I surely know this day while writing this shit a lot of you have been changed, you have killed the ambitious you to death for she doesn't have the right to lead a life that is filled with big dreams cause it been trapped by lowly but hurtful fences out of love, you are bleeding but for your loved ones who tied you in it cannot see it, you are crying loud for help but they out of love are deaf, you are dying slowly but because love is blind they cannot see it.
The things that forced me to write it is my urge to chase what they say is not meant for me, but today I finally have realised it that how fortunate my fate of cupid is, any form of love I crave from my beloved people around me I get it in form of hurt, I'm writing it to warn you, stop falling for love and stop expecting things on your own cause you never know how hurtful it gets later on.
The one who's writing might is filled with temporary rage but I earnestly request you to keep burning and keep getting fierce not because you ought to fight but because at your low you would not be able to seek for shelter or shade of patriot love any more.
They might not even be able to see how much have they hunted you, they might even outlook it and blame it all on you
Just read it and get more and more depressed everyday,
for no one give a FUCK about it!
No one not even YOU!
AND YOU SAID YOU LOVE YOURSELF???
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- DEVANSHI GAJJA @devanshi_gajja
#worldwidepoetry
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#writinglove©devanshigajja
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elyon_aster 47w
Every day,
Crimson rain
Fallen
Just after sunset
#found_wt challenge accepted!
Found poetry using stacked books
Feat. the following books:
Every Day by David Levithan
Crimson Rain by Meg O'brien
Fallen by Annie Lobert
Just After Sunset by Stephen King
#writerstolli #writersnetwork #foundpoetry #mirakee #mirakeeapp #mirakeepoems #mirakeeworld #dailychallenges @writersnetwork @writerstolli©elyon_aster
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jlaine 66w
From "I heard a Fly buzz - when I died" by Emily Dickinson #poetrywednesday #foundpoem #foundpoetry #poem #poetry #challenge #mirakee #writersnetwork #writerstolli #pod @mirakee @writersnetwork @writerstolli
Wartime Wonder
Stillness in the storm,
Eyes and breaths signed away.
The last onset witnessed,
A buzz stumbling in the light.
©jlaine -
prettyproses 67w
Source: From the journal "Art and letters daily"
#poetrywednesday #foundpoetry #poetryoftheday #poetrywednesday #pod #latepost #mirakee @mirakeeBooks won't die
They have long been pronounced dead. The cause. Newspapers. Screens, telephonic sermons. And yet books endure a different pain.
Of being ignored
Of having folded pages
Some dog ears curled
Underlining sentences in bars of cages
They mark their importance
On front page with bold title
But it seems they lost their voice
Stacked in cupboards as dust gathered
©prettyproses -
jlaine 67w
From "My Life had Stood - a Loaded Gun" by Emily Dickinson #found_wt #poetrywednesday #foundpoem #foundpoetry #poem #poetry #challenge #mirakee #writersnetwork #writerstolli #pod @mirakee @writersnetwork @writerstolli
My Life, a Loaded Gun
My life, a loaded gun,
on the hunt in the valley
for my master's head.
Pleasure through,
our good day done.
A deadly foe
on whom I lay a yellow eye.
For I have the power to kill
the eider duck's deep pillow
we shared so many a night.
Carry me away
unto the corners of the mountains
and into the cordial light.
©jlaine -
Come back to my World
(Found Poetry)
(Found from an Email)
Hold my hands
Come with me !
You will find
A world of possiblities
Open up to you !
I will do everything
Within my power
To help you !
I will guide you through
The past, present and future
In your life !
I am your light, my dear
I will shine on the paths
Of your life !
Hold on to me, my dear
Come back to me !
©ak_anjali_daydreamzz -
ink_impressions 67w
You died before I had time...
- Title from the poem "Daddy" by Sylvia Plath.
#foundpoetry
#poetrywednesday
#gloom #sad #life #death
@mirakee @writersnetworkYou died before I had time...
The water colours soaked in tears
When I yearned for your presence
And the hues faded to a dullness
Filling the mood with your vacuum...
I contemplate at that grey stone
Reading your label to it so sadly
That I desperately failed before
To give you my time and affection
But you deserted me before it all
Now I have time to throw in trash
Killing the time meant to be yours...
©ink_impressions -
that_hopeful_writer 67w
A WOMAN
A
woman
invaded
his life,
his addiction,
his weird experiments
and the worst in him.
A Found poetry by
डायना प्रिंस
(©Anushka Verma)
Source:
The Adventure of the Dying Detective by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
(See the image)
Today's challenge: #poetrywednesday
#mirakee #pod #writersnetwork #foundpoetry
@mirakee @writersnetwork @readwriteunite“Mrs. Hudson, the landlady of Sherlock Holmes, was a long-suffering woman. Not only was her first-floor flat invaded at all hours by throngs of singular and often undesirable characters but her remarkable lodger showed an eccentricity and irregularity in his life which must have sorely tried her patience. His incredible untidiness, his addiction to music at strange hours, his occasional revolver practice within doors, his weird and often malodorous scientific experiments, and the atmosphere of violence and danger which hung around him made him the very worst tenant in London. On the other hand, his payments were princely. I have no doubt that the house might have been purchased at the price which Holmes paid for his rooms during the years that I was with him.”
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jlaine 67w
From Sylvia Plath's poem "Mirror" #found_wt #poetrywednesday #foundpoem #foundpoetry #ceesreposts #poem #poetry #challenge #mirakee #writersnetwork #writerstolli #pod @mirakee @writersnetwork @writerstolli
Mirrored Love
Silver preconceptions,
unmisted by love,
cruel is my eye,
a little god,
meditating
on my heart
as it flickers
darkness over
and over.
I, a lake,
searching
for the moon
to reflect faithfully,
with tears and agitation
that come and go each morning
and replace the darkness
that has drowned me
day after day.
©jlaine -
tybaltstormcrow 102w
Composed from fragments of the music of Talking Heads #mirakee #poetsofmirakee #poem #poems #poetry #Writersnetwork #writersofmirakee #readwriteunite #senryu #haiku #heartache #foundpoetry
TALKING HEADS
Burning down the house
With our love; No compassion
Nothing but flowers
©tybaltstormcrow -
goldenletters_vicjo 108w
Found Poetry 2
Words make you leave, but stand with need, pride, and love. Wait... and don't leave I really want you.
©goldenletters_vicjo