Mirakee
In my lovers bosom I will lay fulfilled
milkymoh_
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milkymoh_
12w
@mirakee,@mirakeeworld,@readwriteunite,@innovative_writer,#love
Some people long for a life that is simple and planned
Tied with a ribbon
Some people won't sail the sea
Because its safer on land
To follow what's written
But I follow you to the great unknown
Off to a world that we call our own -
milkymoh_
12w
@mirakee
By your hands you shall see the glories of your progeny -
milkymoh_
14w
Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake
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Flutter waves stands still in isolation
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milkymoh_
15w
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milkymoh_
15w
#time,@ mirakee,
Time was running out
and all our dreams seems still
Love long traded for lust
I miss the times when
I could look into you eyes and say
I love you and mean it
© MOH -
All my fears and desires I shall keep in isolation
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milkymoh_
15w
Opportunity knocks sometimes
giving us a free ticket
most times its doesn't cost a dime
Blinded by misconception
In pursuit for seemless
satisfaction
as we chase our good
guest away
MOH -
milkymoh_
15w
GOODBYE
GOODBYE
I remember not long ago
When you left me and said goodbye
the aching in my heart is low
that winter morning in July
I remember how I cried
and prayed that you will come back soon
dark inside my head I tried
to let you go but you still came
My purple heart I took to dream
aching strives but I survive
No one knows the words I say
No meaning larks within it walls
But I still remember all the pain I feel
and never learnt to say goodbye
©MOH
IG:mohlove_
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atticoftheheart
11h
Read MoreShe is a star wrapped up in human form,
Unknown to herself
Unseen by those around her.
A cell dividing into itself, pulled her in
Around it,
Then, through it as it divided around her white light.
Growing up, nothing is remembered.
She may run too fast,
Sometimes sing in voices only trees can hear,
But human she is to herself.
She may need solitude,
Because when she's alone,
She's detached from obligations
She don’t need to put on a show,
She can hear her own thoughts
And feel what's her intuition is telling her.
But the truth is,
Throughout her life there will be times
When the world gets real quiet
And the only thing left is the beat of her own heart
So she'll better learn the sound of it,
Otherwise she could understand what it’s telling her
Would her grave be
Deeper than her wounds?
Would the warmth of the morning sun
Still reach to her cold forgotten body?
She'll leaving you wondering
Why storms are named after people
They cut her so deep even stitches
Couldn't seal and now her words bleed
From wounds that can't heal
She pretended to be okay and she ended up
Believing that she is
She didn't realize that the more she pretend
The more she was breaking.
She got lost in her pretences
And forgot about reality
She mastered the art of pretending
Now its her time to break the mirage because
There is so much out there for her to experience and she want to do before its too late.
©atticoftheheart
Thank you @writersnetwork ❤She always confused her destruction
With divine intervention
She pretended to be okay and
She ended up believing that she is
She didn't realize that the more she pretend
The more she was breaking.
And she got lost in her pretences
Now forgot about reality.
©atticoftheheart -
mirakee
16w
Read MoreWrite a SIX LINE MONORHYME poem.
Monorhyme is a passage, stanza, or entire poem in which all lines have the same end rhyme. Monorhymes are a common feature in Latin, Welsh, and Arabic poetry.
Tag with #PoetryWednesday and share.In the dark of night, moon hidden from sight Large snowflakes in flight and transcending white
Come morning's twilight, ice crystals ignite They sparkle so bright as sun rays excite
The song birds unite, and softly invite
On the heart it writes , a poet's delight' -Daniel Turner -
sophiawrites
16w
Hooked
No matter how much I try to hate you,
I end up trying to Adore you...
No matter how much I try to escape you,
I end up trying to Chase you..
No matter how hard I try to let go of you,
I end up trying to hold on to you..
No matter how much I try to detach from you,
I couldn't because
I am Hooked on to you..
©sophiawrites -
Mind thinks
Heart feels
Eyes express
Mind hides
Heart suppresses
Eyes reveal
Mind plans
Heart imagines
Eyes dream
Mind writes
Heart composes
Eyes dance
Mind orders
Heart compels
Eyes obey
Mind repents
Heart sighs
Eyes rain
Mind gets disturbed
Heart gets confused
Eyes become restless
©thoughtsprocess -
Sorrow vanishes when you sleep
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landscape
17w
Read those verses
which actually sing optimism,
songs about blossoms of spring
humming tunes of sunshine
in the window of hope.
©coral -
Even those dark red
Roses laugh at
me, For not
Being born for
LOVE,
But, rather Made for
those thorns.
©_nikithasharmabts_rare -
_anaan__
17w
I had a dream
of springtime and
you were struggling
with your words
Then all of sudden
you disappeared
without a trace
Every minute felt like
a year
Baby
I got lost in that
darkness
Like I did
Last time
No one to guide
No one to hold
Just me and
my same old heartbreak
©_anaan__ -
margielungano_
17w
THE TRUTH UNTOLD
7-1
‘Can you be my bride’s maid of honor?’ that request came to her as a surprise. She wasn’t expecting it but she was excited
‘You want me? But I will become your step daughter the second you marry my dad,’ Jewel said to Rora.
‘I know but you see I don’t have any friends; you were a friend to me before all this happened. So please do me this favor?’
‘If that’s what you want then I will be happy to. Guess I should inform grandma now,’ Jewel said and left Aurora in her father’s bedroom.
Jewel was excited the second she came back from school only to realize that they would be dining at her grandma’s house.
The dinner was a success and everyone was happy. Her grandma was even more ecstatic which was worrisome. It was as if she had met her long lost daughter.
She looked for her grandma and found her talking to her dad and uncle in the lounge.
‘Where is Aurora?’ her dad asked.
‘She is doing something in the bedroom,’ she answered her dad and sat next to her grandma.
‘Is there something you want princess?’
‘Yes. Rora just asked me to be her bride’s maid of honor since she doesn’t have any friends here,’ she said.
‘Is that so? That’s wonderful,’ grandma sounded happy.
‘So I was wondering if you could find me a nice dress.’
‘Of course, I will make sure you get the best. Since it’s like that, I will have you and your friends be the bridesmaids. Gather your friends tomorrow and we will go shopping.’
‘Thank you grandma, I will go and call them now.’
‘Okay. Let me talk to these grown up men,’ grandma said.
Jewel kissed her grandma and went to her room to make a group call. She told her friends about the current issue and they sounded excited. She knew just how her friends loved trying new things. They had never been bride’s maids before so it was a new experience for them.
When it comes to Rora she was always trying new things. The last time she stayed with her, Jewel and her friends went to work at Rora’s workplace and spent a day there. It was tiring and exciting at the same time. Rora made her to look at the world differently. It felt good to work for yourself.
Since her friends had agreed she returned back to her dad’s room and found Rora lying on the floor. She rushed towards her and she wasn’t breathing. She shook her for some seconds before she rushed out screaming and brought attention to herself. Her dad was the first to show up.
‘Jewel what’s wrong?’ he asked looking at her.
‘It’s Rora dad. She isn’t breathing,’ she said her body shaking.
Immediately everyone rushed to her dad’s bedroom and Rora was still there. She watched as her dad carried Rora off the floor and shook her.
‘Aurora wake up!’ he called but she wasn’t responding.
He shook her for a while and her uncle was already calling for an ambulance.
‘What’s happening?’ her grandma asked as she entered the room.
‘We don’t know,’ her uncle said as he hung up the call.
Her dad still holds onto Rora and she could see that he was worried and stressed. She had never seen him like that before. Rora began to shake and scream as if she was being chased by someone. It was the first time she saw someone fighting so fiercely while they were in such a state. Her dad failed to hold her and even fell to the ground. Whatever Rora was fighting it was something bad.
‘Please, don’t. No!’ she screamed and opened her eyes.
Rora was crying, tears rolling down her cheeks, her eyes red and puffy and her body was still shaking violently.
Rora hugged her knees as if she was a frightened child. What did she really saw to behave like that? She didn’t know what to do neither do her dad. She watched as her grandma walked towards Rora and she hugged her tight.
‘It’s going to be okay child. I’m here, I will not leave you,’ her grandma continued to say those words until Rora calmed down.
Her uncle left the room and returned after a few minutes. He had sent away the ambulance.
‘She just needs to lie down and rest. Lucian make sure you won’t leave her side. If it happens again just calm her down,’ grandma said and her dad nodded in agreement.
Rora was put to bed before they all left the room including her dad.
‘Will she be okay?’ Jewel asked.
‘She will be, don’t worry,’ grandma said and looked at her dad, ‘now go, let’s talk tomorrow. If she isn’t well then we will go to the hospital.’
‘Okay mother, goodnight,’ her dad said and returned to his bedroom.
Jewel dragged her feet to her room not knowing what to do. If she hadn’t rushed out of the room earlier then she might have been able to stop that from happening. She rarely cared but when she thought she was going to lose her she didn’t feel so good. She became speechless, she couldn’t do anything but just watch as others does everything. She was so excited about being the maid of honor while Rora was dying. She was bad and blamed herself until she finally went to sleep.
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Lucian couldn’t sleep at all the whole night. Whatever his little girl was fighting, it was too much. It felt like she was running from something and watching something very painful it made her seize the whole night. He had to keep on wiping her sweat the whole night that he only slept in the morning.
When he woke up Aurora wasn’t in bed. He got worried and woke up. He looked for her in the bathroom but she wasn’t there so he began to look for her in the whole mansion. He met Jewel on the way and it seemed she read his mind.
‘Good morning dad.’
‘Good morning princess.’
‘If you are looking for Rora she is sitting outside. She wanted to be alone,’ she said.
‘Okay, thanks baby,’ he said and went outside to look for her.
He found her sitting in the gazebo outside. He reached her and kissed her on her head and she turned her head to look at him. Her eyes were puffy from all the crying, she didn’t look too well.
‘Good morning Lucian,’ she said and he felt different. He couldn’t remember the last time she called him by his name.
‘Good morning. How are you feeling?’
‘I’m better, I’m sorry about last night,’ she said as he sat down.
‘It’s okay as long as you are fine. What really happened to you?’ he asked very worried.
‘You wouldn’t want to know,’ she said.
‘I can handle anything,’ he assured her.
‘I used to have a boyfriend back in high school.’
‘Oh is that so?’ to be honest he didn’t understand why her high school boyfriend would have anything to do with her nightmares many years later.
‘Yes, I really loved him so much. He meant the whole world to me, I could die for him and do whatever he wanted but one day after I graduated from high school I went to see him and there he was; tied in a chair with blood everywhere. He had been tortured badly and I just stood there without doing anything. He looked at me with those loving eyes, telling me that it was okay but I knew it wasn’t. I couldn’t run away, they got me too and tied me to a chair, bind my mouth so that I couldn’t scream and look for help. I watched as they beat him and whenever he tried to faint they would pour water on him and awake him. They did that continuously for thirty minutes while I sit and do nothing but cry. It came to a point where I couldn’t cry anymore. I just opened my eyes and watched him suffer. They took a gun and shot him right there in his stomach and showed no mercy. I couldn’t even ease his pain as he died right in front of me. Feeling so helpless I don’t know how it happened but I fainted and when I woke up I was home and okay. I thought it was a dream so I wiped my tears and went o his house only to find out that he was dead and his relatives already held a funeral. Apparently I had been sleeping for two weeks and missed out on so much. I cried until I had no tears left. I couldn’t sleep at first but with help from the doctor I managed. I never had any nightmares then. I don’t know what happened for me to faint this time,’ she narrated her story tears rolling down her cheeks.
He always knew she was mysterious and strong but he never thought she had so much scars and pain deeply engraved in her; so much of it that she never shared it with anyone. He had been cruel to her, made her suffer and even forced her to a marriage which only brought back the nightmares she had forgotten about. His heart sank though knowing the deep love she had for her dead boyfriend. He would never be in her heart, he realized. -
Fear
Another day ended in cradle of night
The skies made way for the approaching moonlight
The stars gleamed near the bay
Yet another end to a day
The trees creeped out forming shadows
The whispers of night slow
The lightened lamp on nearby street
Where echoes were destined to meet
The flawed scared night roared
The tides were banging the shores
The silent murmurs of the atmosphere
Making my body shiver
They said I suffered from a fear unknown
Yet the voices of void felt known
I knew there played my demons
But what to do if I myself were a demon
The evil black mystic night
My tears and sobs waiting for light
They said I was nyctopgobic
But what if my inner demons were nyctophilic
©selenophilic_873
