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Oh me! A ghostly firefly, in this coffin!
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injured_pieces 7w
There are days when you feel undesired and ignored by the ones who mean the most to you!
There are days when all the laughter and mischief just become a lump of memory locked in the neurons of your brain. The kind of memories and the vintage moments that you could never forget!
You don't have to pen down those thoughts, you know why?
Because they live everyday in your mind and I guess that's a unique way to cherish them!
I still have those people in my life, just that they are no more the very person, with whom I once lived some of the most beautiful moments of my life!
They are the people in front of whom I'd broken down a several times without hesitating.
And now! Look at the walls of my room painted in sweet peach mocking at me when I jail myself from inside and screech alone!
We had a good time together, a really good time, but look at the needles ticking on the wall, now we walk past each other like strangers on lit up streets!
We're cold. Actually, frozen, like the crystal snow, which would melt if we'll touch it with our fingers, but I know we'd rather break it with our shoes and sweep it away to the neighbour's door, the fragments of us which no longer belong to us.
We were the melody of the song which is favourite to both of us, but I know we both would change the music if we'll have the choice to do so!
We both ruth for the breach in our relationship but I know none of us is gonna fill it with the cement.
'Cause we know we are toxic!
We fear the venom, but we'd love to choke each other with it!
Both of us know we have different paths, but we also know we don't even want to share our journeys together.
You know I was the one who had walked at funerals with you!
And I know you were the kind of person who used to knock at my door only on Halloween nights!
-Sakshi
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I don't want pain in my life!
But I do want my poetries to be beautiful.
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injured_pieces 13w
I'm that flower which you still stole from the graveyard of rosy trumpet.
©injured_piecesHoney!
I'm that flower which you still stole from the graveyard of rosy trumpet.
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injured_pieces 15w
It's just the mindset of years, which is fed into my mind depriving me of having the one that I truly want to have, these bad habits are killing me, I try to leave them every day. But I fail. Every day.
Over and over again, I wrap myself in this filthy rug of fears and discomfort, that now, It's embedded in my flesh. I scream, I cry, I bleed but it doesn't leave me, akin a curse of a demonic shadow.
I say every time that I want to leave you, but now I truly know that I don't mean it, I lean on you to feel better about things which have left black holes in my life...
An excuse to just lay peacefully in your smoky presence, making a leap of dilemmas which in reality doesn't exist!
Lacing problems, just to ignore things that I'm really supposed to do!
It struck me so hard today, just like waking up from a nightmare!!
Breathing dead life through my alive lungs
Living in delusions, cursing thy for the problems which I engendered with my own hands. What a mess have I made out of my simple life!!!
The poetries which I threw in the bin that day are long gone, it's time to breathe fresh, its time to get those verses out of my head too!
For I don't deserve to die like this.
-Sakshi
#writersnetwork #mirakeeHow can a victim and a murderer live together in the same body, an irony to humans!
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'True love doesn't exist '
'It does, you just don't know in whose heart it exist, the way it does in yours '
©injured_pieces
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दीवारों से पूछो मेरा हाल,
विस्तार में तुम्हें बताएगी।
इनसानों से क्या पूछते हो,
अंदर मेरे आग, उन्होंने ही लगाई थी।
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fireblast_ 2w
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ZERO IS EVERYTHING
ONE IS NOT THE LONLEIST NUMBER THAT YOU EVER NEW
ZERO IS BEFORE THE ONE
SO IT'S THE LONLEIST NUMBER UNTIL YOU ADD THE NUMBER ONE TOO
ZERO IS THE BALANCE OF ALL
IT CAN BRING YOU UP OR DROP YOU TO FALL
NINE WILL ALWAYS EQUAL THE NUMBER NINE
NO MATTER WHAT ARITHMETIC YOU HAVE IN MIND
YET THREE, SIX AND NINE WILL ANSWER THE QUESTIONS OF THE UNIVERSE
OF TIME BY SIGN TO THE DEVINE
©i2rhyme #666 2/9/21
Laurene Woods Labriola -
REASON OR LOGIC
JUST BECAUSE
A REASON SEEMS LOGICAL
IT'S ONLY BASED ON
THE REASON YOU CHOOSE TO BELIEVE
©i2rhyme #665 2/6/21
Laurene Woods Labriola -
WALK OF LIFE
THE GIFT OF LIFE IS A PRECIOUS THING
THERE ARE TIMES OF COMFORT AND TIMES THAT STING
AT ANY GIVEN MOMENT
WE MAY NOT SEE WHAT'S PLANNED AHEAD
IT'S ALL WITHIN THE PATH GOD LED
AS YOUR BIRTH WAS PLANNED WITHOUT CONTROL
SPIRIT GUIDES THE HUMAN SOUL
EMBRACE ALL THAT COMES YOUR WAY
FOR TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY
©i2rhyme #664 2/3/21
Laurene Woods Labriola -
CONSCIOUS REASON OF INTUITION
CONSCIOUS WITHOUT NOXIOUS
REASON FOR INTUITION
THE POWER OF INTUITION
IS ALWAYS BASED
ON A REASON
©i2rhyme #662 1/31/21
Laurene Woods Labriola -
fireblast_ 6w
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TOOLBOX
THE TOOLBOX OF LIFE
IS FULL OF UTENSILS
FOR YOU TO DO THE RIGHT THINGS
IT'S UP TO YOU TO CHOOSE
THE RIGHT TOOL TO USE
©i2rhyme #661 1/27/21
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mehna_2006 7w
Her hair flowed with the breeze.
The water was calm today.
The place was cold , yet she had the warmth.©mehna_2006
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mehna_2006 7w
The dainty fingers brushed across the wall.
The wall which held the memories from ago.
The memories that taught me life.
The warmth still lingering in the breeze.
The warmth which once held me close.©mehna_2006
