Mirakee
Kunan Poshpora
I was born as a Girl,
I was born as a Daughter,
I was happy and Fine,
I was living and alive,
Till the date 23 February 1991,
I was born again but this time As a girl who was Assaulted,
A daughter who was destroyed,
I was Traumatized,Injured shocked.
I was forced,or i can say I was Raped.
The Harsh Winter night of "KuNan Poshpora"{Kashmir}
The chilly Gusts of that Black Night,
The Frightening voices of women is still lingering there,
I am still waiting for my justice here,
I was not Alone,There were many more,
Our situation was sore,
They were enjoying our condition,
I was Crying for Every one over there,
Some of us were Small,Married,Mothers,Teenagers.
But!
They didn't stop,
What was our fault?
They!The So called protectors of {Bahrat Mata}(Mother land}
Destroyed our lives on this Mother land!
BUT NOW AFTER 29 YEARS,I still remember that night!
Every painful memory lingering in my mind,
I am living but not Alive!
©hudanabi75
#mirakeepoem
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hudanabi75
22h
Read MoreOn the intervening night of 23th and 24th February 1991...Indian Armed forces Raped over 100 of women in the twin hamlets of Kunan and posh pora.(Northern Kashmir).
One by one they raped me ,my 5 year old son was Forced to watch,Weeping beside the bed.
#Kunanposhpora.
Small Childrens of 13 years old were raped
#Neverforget
#Mirakeepoem #Mirakeequotes #Mirakeetales #Mirakeeenglish #writernetwork #Weremember #hudanabi #Kashmir #rapevictimstory #Mirakeewrites -
hudanabi75
1d
Mizaaj E IshQ
Yeh MIZAAJ-E-ISHQ Bhi Ajeeb Hai,
Jisski Berukhi se Dard aur Takleef Miley,
Ussi ki ek Muskurahat se
Sukoon Bhi Milta hai!
©hudanabi75 -
autumnbreeze
3d
Read MoreThe touch of thunder
gesture what love could resist.
I have bestow my spine
in the devil's reign of companionship.
His trembling fingertips
paint a mascot of lovers.
Lips still stammer at the
call of belonging.
I relive the smothered whiskey
stained on the curves of your lips.
Breaths are exchanged like
residence for trespassers.
He purges the lucid dreams
where he tried escaping love.
Now he strokes on my skin,
with paints too hollow to be visible.
The noise of surrendering
is loud to be heard by love.
He buries alive the
cult of submissive.
I plead for the devil to isolate myself
from the terrors of love.
The shunned voice of love,
alarms for a withdraw.
He triggers the barrier
between us and love.
I hail in the name of
what lies ahead of love.
He restrict the ways
of love consumes me.
I bleed on the thirst
he urged me in.
Only to be inclined to
the reign of love.
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@mirakee @writersnetwork @senden_k @_kabir @soulfulstirringsI plead for the devil to isolate myself
from the terrors of love.
©autumnbreeze47 22 17
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dilpuneet_singh
3d
Read MoreI wish ��
#readwriteunite @readwriteunite #writersnetwork @writersnetwork
#mirakeewriter #mirakeepoem #quote #mirakee #mirakeelove #love #quoteoftheday #lovequotes #lovesayings #lovestory #magic #crave #mirakeelistens #writingcommunity #writerslife #writinglife #wordporn #pod #love #poetry #thoughts #diaryI see a shooting star
I wish for your well-being
I see a shooting star
I wish you get everything,
I see moon shining bright
I wish to orbit around you
I see moon shining bright
I wish good vibes surround you,
Stay bless forever my love
I will still care even if I go above.
©dilpuneet_singh11 1
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autumnbreeze
4d
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Peaking through the nightfall,
a bird is being caged.
Emptied bowls of guiltless deeds,
juxtapose the reason of living.
Rustic smell of debris from the past living,
swell the nostrils of new opportunities.
Manipulating broken appliances,
dull the facets of closure.
Tuning in the same rhythms,
rebounce the noice of yesteryear.
Framing mosaic of ghost companion,
dislocate the remedies of healing.
Organized notions of settling,
refuse to lead the way ahead.
Dismantled sound of vacuum cleaner,
tightens the grip on self believing.
Pastel curtains on shield window,
commute to a universe of sustainability.
Stained doormat on the shunned pavement,
awaits for a view of new wisdom.
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@mirakee @writersnetwork @senden_k @soulfulstirrings @_kabirFraming mosaic of ghost companion,
dislocate the remedies of healing.
©autumnbreeze42 15 11
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autumnbreeze
5d
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Hindering beauty lay
in the middle of mess.
I evovle on the edges.
Yesteryear hiccups
traumatic gestures.
I rush in a uptight manner.
Neat shadows voice out
vices of survive.
I greet with a hurricane inside.
Fragile growth hides
demons caged from within.
I hail to the ghost in me.
Reckless yearn for escape
feature longline agony.
I mourn songs to be silent.
Securing sanity forecast
the reign of forbidden beast.
I digress the curse of living.
Prayers for remedial rescue
fear the soul that breeds me.
I nuture my being
while people chant of the beast.
#poetrycommunity, #poetry, #poem, #writing, #writingishealing, #beastinme, #depression, #doomedliving, #art, #poet, #poetess, #mirakeecommunity, #mirakeepoetry, #mirakeepoem, #mirakee, #writersnetwork
@mirakee @writersnetwork @soulfulstirrings @_kabir @seyfertI hail to the ghost in me.
©autumnbreeze35 14 10
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I feel like writing everytime,
writing my new thoughts✍️
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autumnbreeze
1w
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January
The sun showered flames of distant comfort. I stood by the greasing smell of burnt whispers. The knit basket contained Iris, smudged in the hope of believing again.
The day looked concerned about the delicacy of love. You tuned the rhythm of bravery, only to be kidnapped by the well of darkness.
April
Every corner of the mushed bed lead me to the rage of withholding. Timid blankets, sharp pillows, nostalgic nightstand, doomed clothes and beloved cigarette butts recited the harms caused by the worshiping in abandonment.
The day redefined how birds mourn for past deeds. You tried to hide the mess of agony, but shunned it at the pavement of loosened sustainability.
September
There are many ways to hail out the rigidity that smothered you. I chose the simple way to decay. The debris from your prolonged livelihood sinked in the harsh water. The rings of the sirens depicted the lucid cries of gathering sanity.
The day witnessed a crime of clenched existence. I wheeled the clocks of disturbance with my own plucked hands. Every single person behind the barrier of peace watched the drips of your sustainability flow through opaque spaces of my fingertips. No one preached the echoed voice of healing.
December
Mundane rituals of drifting were performed right in front of disappearing. The guest list was short yet deliberate enough to create noise of relief. The barren coffin healed a spirit of spilled wisdom. When my name was called, I yelp every bean of survival loaded in me. The tears on despicable faces were of apological deeds which didn't lay amongst the grid of solace I manifested.
The day seized memories of tiring liberty. The grave got dressed in the colour of withered Iris. I brushed my burnt fingertips on the glorifying tombstone of yours. The words glimmered the air with hollow affections. I kept reciting those words on my way to the pilgrim of forbidden norms. The letters still ring on every trespasser who convinced to breed them. The tombstone till now reads -
"Death sees the beauty
of a broken soul.
It hums the whispers
of blossomed tragedy.
I once heard it through
the reign of my beloved soulmate.
I drift with the purpose
of making it hear to all."
P. S.:- Inspired by the intense writing style of @bluebird
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@mirakee @writersnetwork @senden_k @_kabir...
No one preached the echoed voice of healing.
©autumnbreeze146 28 26
- recluse I don't have any words !!
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autumnbreeze
1w
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Tearing pieces of emotions
erect a picture of smudged fame.
Justifying every stem of pride
I encountered.
Glorifying gesture of pain
conjure the spine of my poetry.
Resolving fragile thorns which
l consumed.
Hustling stains of kindness
restrict the burnt patch of discomfort.
Mending relic patterns bleed out what
I once created.
Frightening from the tale of becoming
develop a chain of glitch in my system.
Filling up pages with yellow ink
I somehow rekindled.
Hailing to the clenched bushes
devastated my inner voice.
Projecting the art of healing
I renowned myself.
Blooming on the edge of wisdom
through the creeks of agony.
Reciting the same beauty of sustainability
I began to write poetry.
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@mirakee @writersnetwork @senden_k @_kabir @seyfertFilling up pages with yellow ink
I somehow rekindled.
©autumnbreeze29 25 7
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- recluse This is
- autumnbreeze ☺ @recluse
- seyfert Pretty ❤️
- autumnbreeze Thank you so much!! @seyfert
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FIRST CHOOSE YOU
If you love someone so very much
like unconditional love
You don't have to go through stupid stuffs to proof that..
Some cut their veins
Some take drugs
Some take over dose pills
And this is seriously not love
This is crazyness
And you do not love yourself at that very moment
Because
The bitter truth is
When you love your soul unconditionally
When you love yourself more
Without any reasons
Than only you love another soul
If you don't love your own self
how can you love another person
It's not possible
So this is what i calld a real love
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autumnbreeze
1w
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Every name of past ghost
weave a chain of discomfort.
You name is the only one
I can finish by the hour of dusk.
It foams barrier
between desire and conflict.
Each syllable haunt
space remaining in sanity.
The consonants treasure
heavy vices you always dwell on.
I try to escape the reign
they clenched me with.
The vowels prevail
your tunes of chaos.
I learned to dream
within those prolonged fibers.
Your name is pronounced delicate
when spelled backwards.
I wrapped around the irony
of resolving love.
The blurry vision of imagination
disappeared fallacy from your name.
It still reside on the
way to my home.
Waiting for my disgrace
to transform into wist.
I keep reciting your name
backwards.
For its the one remedy
you couldn't hand out to me.
And l slowly watch your name
turn into debris of my agony.
Every name of past ghost
weave a chain of discomfort.
Maybe his name is
next to yours.
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@mirakee @writersnetwork @senden_k @soulfulstirrings @_kabirYour name is pronounced delicate
when spelled backwards.
©autumnbreeze26 18 6
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i__1009
1w
Read Moreये सोच कर दिल भर आया,
कि जो बिना मिले एक रोज़ ना रहता था,
आज कहता है कैसे मिलू।
जो मेरे आंखो का नूर हुआ करता था,
आज उसके आंखो में मेरी तस्वीर गुमशुदा है।
जो कभी पलको पे बिठा के ,
ख़्वाबों के शहरों में सैर करता था,
आज उसे मेरी ख्वाहिशें फर्जी लगने लगी।
जो मेरे उफ़ से पहले मेरे दर्द जान लेता था,
आज मेरी सिसकियां भी बेजान लगती है उसे।
ये वक़्त तो पेशे से दगाबाज है,
मगर सनम बेवफा होगा, किसे पता था ।
#दर्द #प्यार #hurt #love #sad #love
#mirakee #mirakeepoetry #mirakeepoemकैसे मिलूं
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autumnbreeze
1w
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At the edge of supremacy
lies the vices of liberty.
Sixteen inches apart
braids the moist burden.
A hook in the gestures
proclaim recklessness.
Delicacy with the pride
conjure a dusty weather.
Eight inches apart
renders the reign of fulfilment.
A halfway greet to responsibility
treasure guilty.
Hailing out to imagination
vaccum the moist off field.
Four inches apart
weaves a land of creativity.
A yearn for a catcher
discovers redemption.
Trespassing through the edges
disgrace the facets of art.
The power lies
barren on the field.
Hear the voice of solace
through the catcher.
At the edge
lies the land of resurrection.
P. S.:- Inspired by many readings of "The Catcher in the Rye" by 'J. D. Salinger'.
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@mirakee @writersnetwork @soulfulstirrings @senden_k @_kabirDelicacy with the pride
conjure a dusty weather.
©autumnbreeze192 27 21
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dilpuneet_singh
2w
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Heal����
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He heard her pain in silence
He healed her in silence,
Her pain was like falling bird
which flied away when he heard,
His vibes didn't let it touch the ground
rather took it high and
vanished it away without making sound.
©dilpuneet_singh -
tehmeenbhat
2w
I gave him my heart
I gave him my time
I gave him my love
I gave him my everything
Infact I lost everything for him
so I made the road of destruction myself
so don't blame him,
It was all my fault
©tehmeenbhat -
autumnbreeze
2w
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Symphony of fortune,
knit a suffocating nest.
Debris from relic imagination,
serves as a dessert to be gulp by sanity.
Crumbs of paper cut,
soak up the mushy water of resistance.
Burns of graded sheets,
babble the rhymes of responsibility.
Pieces of ripped journal,
cast a sharp showpiece of rigidity.
Skin of binned books,
secure protection of filed disappointments.
Casette of futile lullaby,
sink in a pool of ghosted delicacy.
Ink of barren pen,
rest on the long plank of restrictions.
Holes in repressed drafts,
peak a view at the uptight hospitality.
Leftovers from lucid discomfort,
vaccum the thick smell of guilt.
Entrance towards hollow eternity,
create spacious exit for the hostile environment.
Wisps of loosened fatigue,
dance by the blues on the merciful floor.
Hums of resurrection time,
buzz about the endless havoc of the same time.
Scent of inked pages,
write a new tale for the same rebellious dinner.
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@mirakee @writersnetwork @senden_k @soulfulstirrings @_kabirSkin of binned books,
secure protection of filed disappointments.
©autumnbreeze125 23 21
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_hessa_
Woah
Your style of writing! Is wow - themaskedgirl_shaera Hey you write really well would you like to get yourself published
- autumnbreeze Thank you so much!! @_hessa_
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autumnbreeze
2w
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A space lies between
desire and sanity.
The space encompasses
of doomed stability.
It confess me to wear
a mask.
The mask has thorns
which clinch on my esteem.
My esteem floats
on the banks of discomfort.
It dwells on species
with less futility.
The barren roots gasp
for a nearby exit.
My roots uphold
the same voids it was born with.
It force me to preach
the uncertainty of fulfillment.
The restless hands absorb
every bits of debris from the nothingness.
My hands tremble
on mere sight of belonging.
It rejects the forum for
a plea of companionship.
A space lies between
desire and sanity.
The space encompasses
of fragile sanity.
As a war rises in the
reign of repressed desire.
For the cries of desire
devastates the space.
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@mirakee @writersnetwork @senden_k @_kabir @soulfulstirringsMy roots uphold
the same voids it was born with.
©autumnbreeze24 12 4
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- atticoftheheart Lovely ❤❤❤
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- passionbookworm
- autumnbreeze @passionbookworm
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tehmeenbhat
2w
Her life has messed up, became a joke for the rest.
And the only thing she finds easy is to fake a smile with million of questions in her fragile heart
©tehmeenbhat -
tehmeenbhat
2w
No one has ever loved me
So I have started loving me
I fall in love at first sight with myself,
when I peeped there whom I used to love
©tehmeenbhat -
autumnbreeze
2w
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Recklessness lie in the ways
you avoid reality.
Tendering the surreal
beliefs of faith.
You are stuck in a
labyrinth of rituals.
While l confide between
sage and clarity.
The lines you smudge
narrate blunt wisdom.
You are stuck in a
labyrinth of agony.
While l unknowingly
render faded sorrows.
The blues you hum
unfold doors to reign of discomfort.
You are stuck in a
labyrinth of healing.
While l constantly
justify rigid forums for alienation.
The poetry you burn
unveil stories of failed satisfaction.
You are stuck in a
labyrinth of existence.
Debris from the barren livelihood
give you a new hope.
Whispering prayers act
like shunned echoes.
As l witness the
withering of your soul.
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@mirakee @writersnetwork @senden_k @_kabir @soulfulstirringsThe poetry you burn
unveil stories of failed satisfaction.
©autumnbreeze64 22 16
- ananya_sharma ❤️
- passionbookworm ❤️❤️❤️
- divokost My my ..this is beautiful.
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- autumnbreeze Thank you so much!! @divokost
