I love you
No matter how mature, how strong I become...
I'll always be a kid for you
And weak without you...
©emotion_of_heart
#writeups
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kelvin_mathew98 1w
#writersnetwork #writerstolli #mirakee @mirakee @writersnetwork #writeups
Just recollect the memories you own in your heart which never be vanishedSmall Moments will be the Manifestations of Big Memories in Life .
Life is a Cage of Memories
Me a Caged Bird
Trapped in the Past Memories
Memories won't die , But I will die in my Memories ,
©kelvin_mathew98 -
suwayda_aroosh 1w
کوئ تھوڑے سے خواب بھیج دے
نیند میں بُن لوں گی..
- خواب اُدھار دو.
#miraakee #miraakeeworld #mirakee_assistant #readwriteunite #miraakeee #khwab #neend #dreams #urduquote #shayari #poetsofmirakee #writingislife #writingcommunity #suwayda #writersnetwork #writeups #qotd @mirakee @mirakee_words @mirakee_assistant @mirakeeworldKhwaab udhaar dou..
Koi thodhe se khwaab bhejh de
Neend mein bun loongi
©suwayda_aroosh -
missdubey 1w
Someday you were a spark in my dark times ,
And now will illuminate my whole life....
©missdubey -
alluring_reflections97 1w
Nursery rhyme :
Tiny and me
Tiny is my kitty's name.
Her fur is soft and-
Eyes are small.
She meows at me,
And I plays with her.
She smiles at me,
And I gives her milk.
I catches the ball,
She catches the mouse.
I dance on hall,
She roams in house.
We together wake,
And together sleep.
In sunny day
Or darker night,
Tiny is my sweetest friend.
#nurseryrhyme#wod#cats#kids#poems#rhymes#tuesdaychallenge#mirakeewriters#writeupsTiny and Me
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alluring_reflections97 1w
"We all mourn over incurable ends,
leaving the green dawn behind.
Tying loose ends for an outset,
sounds like a forgotten tale for us."
#epigram#wod#mirakee#mirakeewriters#mondaychallenge#quoteoftheday#poems#quotes#creatives#optimism#hope#saynotonegativity#writers#writeups.
©alluring_reflections97
Image credits@CanvaA common reality
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_moonchild_ 2w
Be yourself
Nobody can go through what you have gone through
Nobody can understand you better than you
Nobody can feel you the way you feel about yourself
Nobody can live your life
Because no one can be you
©_moonchild_ -
एक मेरी सुबह और एक तुम
ये मुमकिन है अगर तुम चाहो,
एक मेरी ज़िंदगी और बस तुम
ये मुमकिन है अगर तुम चाहो।
©anshsisodia -
kelvin_mathew98 3w
"Agar Tum Saath Ho"
If you are with me
I can do wonders
#mirakee #writersnetwork #life #writeups #writings #motivation #truth #mirakeeenglish #english #englishmirakee #mirakeewrites #anthology #writeupsenglish #withme #me #you #best #friendahip #friends
Friendship Through Love
Bond that take us together everytimeThere is Someone Who we wish to be with us always but are always far from us like the Sun and Moon .
Even though You are Far from Us .
Your Hearts are Beating in our Minds
©kelvin_mathew98 -
Love
Not a constantly beeping phone,
Just a morning text to know that I was their first thought of the day.
I don't understand the fuss around roses,
But it has been quite long since I hid one inside an old book.
Not pestering about my whereabouts,
Just a person who wants to know if I reached home safe.
I can go alone for coffee, that's fine
But wouldn't mind someone waiting with my double shot espresso in hand.
Maybe stargazing is always better with someone to hold hands with.
Maybe, love is not an overhyped concept!
©debanjana -
kelvin_mathew98 3w
#mirakee #english #writersnetwork #writeups
Give Out Happiness
Mitigate your Pain Receive SatisfactionPeople who make others happy are usually the most broken ones
#copied -
driftersoul 4w
Somedays you don’t wake up
Somedays you sleep and sleep and sleep to wake up more tired than ever
Somedays you stare too long at the mirror
Somedays you mark your defects out like labelling a biology diagram
Somedays you just can’t seem to find anything good enough
Somedays sometimes turn to weeks, maybe months
But here’s a little tip
Hold on
Even when you feel like you’re drowning just hold on
Just hold on
Because somedays...
Somedays you can’t trust yourself
Because somedays...
Somedays you aren’t really you. -
alluring_reflections97 5w
(from the perspective of a shoe )
Here come the words of mine,
the pourings of my heart,
just to perceive one thing .
Recalling the happiest day of mine
the day sunrays fell on me
I kept awaiting for this one,whom I belongs- to.
Eventually you came , held me in the comfy- hands with gleaming eyes and blooming- smile.
I then asked , who am I to you ??
...................................................
Even denied of answer ,
I befriended in each swings of yours,
we together probed , together played -
and together prospered .
Some day I was a saviour in your eyes ,
and some day a complice,
but all of a sudden -
I just turn to be a petty stranger .
enticed by a zephy blue one ,
you flipped off me today .
My trivial consents never matters you -
to took me or to leave me .
One answer is enough for me now,
who was I to you my friend ??
A playmate , just a fellow traveller or -
humble servant ?
whatever you calls me , at the end of the day -
I am just a "shoe",coated with dust and mud.
#shoe#writingcontest#mirakee#mirakeewriters#todayschallenge#writersnetwork#postoftheday#whentheshoespeaks#shoes#writeups#verse.
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അപരിചിതരോട്
എനിക്ക് നിങ്ങളെ ഇഷ്ടമാണ്,
നമ്മൾ അപരിചിതരാണെങ്കിലും
ഇഷ്ടമാണ്;
നിങ്ങളെ ഇഷ്ടപ്പെടാൻ,
നിങ്ങളോട് അത്ഭുതം തോന്നാൻ,
നിങ്ങളെ പ്രശംസിക്കാൻ,
എന്തെങ്കിലുമെല്ലാം നിങ്ങളിൽ
ഉണ്ടാകുമെന്നെനിക്കുറപ്പാണ്;
നിങ്ങളിൽ വെറുക്കാൻ വല്ലതുമുണ്ടോ
എന്നതെന്റെ വിഷയമല്ല,
വെറുക്കുക എന്റെ രീതിയുമല്ല;
വെറുത്തപ്പോഴൊക്കെയും ഞാൻ
ഞാനല്ലാതായിട്ടുണ്ട്,
ഇഷ്ടപ്പെടുമ്പോഴാണ് എനിക്കെന്നെ
ഇഷ്ടമാവുന്നതും;
ഞാൻ പരിപൂർണ്ണനാവുമ്പോഴല്ലേ
നിങ്ങളിൽ എനിക്ക്
അപൂർണ്ണത തിരയാനാകൂ,
ഞാൻ പരിപൂർണ്ണനല്ല.
© വൈശാഖ് വെങ്കിലോട് -
Tell me...
Tell me your story,
Yes I have all the time to listen.
Tell me about your school crush
And all the times when you decided to tell them, but never could.
Tell me about your first love
And the lies you told about extra classes to stay with them for one more hour.
Tell me about the love note hidden in your shirt's pocket
And the melodrama when found by your mother.
Tell me about your first heartbreak
And the number of nights you cried, hoping the pain will gradually fade away.
Tell me why you kept waiting for their text
Even though you knew that they deleted your number long back.
Tell me what you pray for before bed
And what scares you when you find yourself alone in your own dream.
Don't tell me you have no story
Because I have learnt
All the faces we see around
Are the books that can go places.
So tell me your story
I have all the time to listen!
©debanjana -
Worth.
Maybe it's just me but I usually go back into my thoughts and remember the many good
times we had.
I remember sacrificing ourselves to build a better future.
I remember how we gave so much because we believed that one day we'll cherish it.
Unfortunately, I remember how everything started to change.
Endless conversations to silent nights.
I remember how everything started to vanish right in front of our eyes and we were not able to do anything about it.
I remember how you gave up.
How you gave up on our love and everything you once promised.
And it hurts...
I just felt as if I was not even worth trying for.
You didn't even tried to hold onto what we had.
It just sucked when I realized that I was not worth an effort, or even a try.
It hurts.
©blurryface__11 -
The Best
You may have a lot of friends, acquaintances or people.
You might share most of your days with them.
You might also wish them well and they do too.
But do you have that one true person?
Your only go to person?
Your only comfort on a bad day.
Your only well wisher for the best of the experiences.
The only person that empties your head of thoughts and nightmares.
The person that knows every appropriate follow-up questions, every detail you want them to ask and make you content at the end.
Your declutter of a human.
Yes that bastard.
I'm lacking that one person in my life.
©Dr. Suez -
A dreamless sleep,
On a moonless night.
A lost lullaby
That muffles every cry.
A starless sky,
With no sign of light.
No sound, no echoes.
No chemtrails in sight.
A dead world, a lost voice.
Buried in the abyss of my own memory
Of a nostalgia unfamiliar
In a dream, not of my choice.
A word unsaid
A phrase half weaved
Plotting a murder for
a sentence's death.
I attend the funeral,
Of our unfinished sentence.
I pay my respect
My past repentance
I look across the room,
Looking at those murderers.
Weeping tears of some far away crocodiles
Cursing that unsaid word.
A sudden knock, a fragile voice
I open the blue door,not of my choice
I see a disfigured word on the porch.
Too fragile, wavering a torch.
It looks at me,I move aside.
Hides its face, let's that tear slide.
The room roars, with silenced whispers.
Here comes the shameless murderer.
It pays its respect and sits in the corner
The lump in my throat follows its trail.
The service is done, the false grieving over.
The unsaid word leaves before the wine is served.
The loss was celebrated with a grandeur.
But the only one who grieved it the most,
Was the one on the other side of the door.
-A Funeral,halfburntcigs
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whystuti_ 6w
इज़हार
अगर ख़ालिस न हो इश्क़ तुम्हारा तो इज़हार न करना
यूंही पहली दफा इश्क़ कर बाद में वार न करना!
©stutiag_ -
Jhuti Duniya
kisi ne kaha tumhe humara intzaar nahi....
Kisi ne kaha tumhe humse Pyar nahi
Jhuti hai ye duniya,
Jhuti hai iski baate
Kyunki,
Jab bhi tumhara intzaar kia
Tumko pyar kia,
Tumhe humesha apne paas
Apne Dil me paaya ❤️
©nuplahoti