Hello! So...two days ago, i had made a few posts stating the names of some of the few spam accounts on this platform. The list doesn't end there, there's still 30 more names I've got. Please co-operate and report all of them if you haven't already. I didn't want to disturb y'all by tagging in three different posts, so I'm tagging only in this one.
HEAD OVER TO MY LATEST POST . SOME NAMES IN THE CAPTION AND THE REMAINING IN THE COMMENTS.
KINDLY DO NOT COMMENT ON THAT POST
To all those who have been a part of this, thank you for your support. And this doesn't end here. Please keep writing letters to the mirakee team as well. And mention these names to them.
Agar ek buddha pure desh ko saaf karne ka abhiyan chala sakta hai, to ye buddhi itna to kari sakti hai na
Aaapko lag rha hoga ki daadi aaj kuch jyada hee irritate kar rhi hai baar baar tag karke. I know y'all are my busy bacchas, but please co-operate, this is for the betterment of our smol world mirakee family. ❤
@my_blooming_skies -------------------------------------------- A special note for those users who are new on this platform:- Please do not fall for the words of such people. They are fake IDs. Kindly do not entertain them, and also do not trust the offers they bring. Don't share your emails or contact numbers with them. If you come across any such people who go around telling you to subscribe to their YouTube channels or that they like your work and are willing to publish it, please don't believe them, it's all fake.. All you have to do is REPORT UNDER SPAM ------------------------------------------- TOGETHER LET'S PLEDGE TO GET THIS TRASH OUT OF MIRAKEE AND MAKE OUR PLATFORM CLEAN. HOPE Y'ALL WILL CO-OPERATE. THANK YOU :)
@mirakee@writersnetwork Here's a list of those spam accounts who are violating mirakee's terms and conditions. BLOCK THEM ASAP IF YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY ( Here are only ten, there's still a lot more, couldn't tag everybody at once so in the next post will reveal another ten names)
-------------------------------------------- A special note for those users who are new on this platform:- Please do not fall for the words of such people. They are fake IDs. Kindly do not entertain them, and also do not trust the offers they bring. Don't share your emails or contact numbers with them. If you come across any such people who go around telling you to subscribe to their YouTube channels or that they like your work and are willing to publish it, please don't believe them, it's all fake.. All you have to do is REPORT them under 'SPAM' ----------------------------------------------- SPOILER ALERT: THERE ARE STILL MANY MORE ACCOUNTS. UNFORTUNATELY CAN'T TAG ALL OF THEM AT ONCE, SO AS OF NOW, ONLY THESE MANY, WILL POST THE OTHER ONES LATER. TOGETHER LET'S PLEDGE TO GET THIS TRASH OUT OF MIRAKEE AND MAKE OUR PLATFORM CLEAN. HOPE Y'ALL WILL CO-OPERATE. THANK YOU :)
Omg there are soooo many awesome awesome writers here who never cease to amaze us with their back to back masterpieces! And I've wishlisted soooo many, just waiting for the time to come, some day I'll binge read all of them!
Btw, who's your binge-read writer/poet here? TAG THEM! ❤
PS: This is not a "tag-your-best-friends-on-mirakee" type of post. :)
PS: They're not ranked, all are equally deserving. It was quiet challenging to choose this time out of soo many ek se badhkar ek masterpieces, but i found these as the best, :) Looking forward for more such amazing pieces from you great writers of mirakee! - AND WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?! RUN OVER TO THEIR POSTS AND GIVE THEM A READ AND SHARE AND SUPPORT. ❤ WE ARE A FAMILY AFTERALL Love, @mirakee_ki_daadima @mirakee_ki_naanima ----------------------------------------------- To recommend your posts for the weekly best post repost, use the hashtag #daadigotyourback Results of week#6 will be declared on this coming Sunday.20/09/20 Will wait for your submissions. Happy writing ------------------------------------------- Also, kindly don't use the hashtag #daadisbae for any other posts apart from the challenges we give. We have to read loads of posts every week, and it becomes confusing. Hope y'all will co-operate :) If you wish to recommend for weekly repost then please use #daadigotyourback :)
//Wise men say Only fools rush in// But they are bright yet they still are my friends Colourful greys A radiating blaze Constant for me, helping in thousand ways Sunena Di Miss Yoga knows economy if you ever DEMAND, I'll SUPPLY my heart for thee. Speccy,Sid or shall I call you master of vocab You consider me a bro,I consider myself glad. Pato my bro From beyond the seas I am lucky to know such a master wordsmith The lovely Kinjo Her Heart full of love I hope that she knows We'll never fade,but forever grow.
//I can't help falling in love with all of you.//-An Elvis Presley song
I cannot match up with the beautiful pieces that you've written about me, which albeit are more fiction than fact,they still have my heart. Wrote this in a rush as exams were after Diwali,but now they've been pre-poned next week. Toh diwali main bomb fute na fute Agle hafte mera bum futne wala hai But nonetheless Thank you so much guys,I am forever in your debt that I'll repay once Modiji transfers 10 lakh to my bank account.
He smoked a puff In his rocking chair Ashes selflessly dropped to the ground And amidst the fumes Awaited she. Amorous green eyes, Seduction sparkled in them. Bewitchingly violet lips Curves draped in red velvets //She- The rebirth of Aphrodite. And he- The mad Ares. // In the darkness of silent shadows Two silhouettes, dying to collide While the clouds cried desparate cries And the skies striked Mad anger at the earth, Even the winds feared To brush past these two wildfires Afraid, it would spark things up. Curtains danced to the tunes of thunderstorms, Stars sang them aubades And the night demanded to be spent In their arms. When his lips landed on hers, Petrichor filled the mist Even the roses bowed down in shame. Inch by inch, his hands found their way Deeper into her hairs And with every inch, Scintillating stars went an extra mile Across the vastness of the sky Only to kiss infinities. Hands pinned above head, Eyes down in submission Her only desire- Leaving her taste on just those extra inches, Not many could reach.
"Do you wish to own it for the night? " "Yes sire....."
_______________________________ PS: I leave the further part for y'all, get all the wild you want to with your imagination.
Suffering from writers block, this is all I could get myself to write. Hope y'all had a good read :')
There was a tinge of sadness in her voice as she uncovered the true shades of her life. She was a girl and only child of her so called reputed parents. They gave her those cute little dolls and pink dresses which she never asked for. Pink wasn't her favorite colour but they insisted her to make it. Dolls, teddy bears and all those shimmering jewelleries never excited her. They never asked her what she wanted, they just kept on assuming her cravings. She grew up with all these chaos and implanted lies. Everyday she stared at herself through the mirror with a blurred vision. It never reflected her. It reflected a lost soul with a body, moulded according to someones wish. She was just like an infertile seed of hope which was abandoned by sunlight. Soon a hurricane blew her off to a fertile land. A virtual land where her desires bloomed. A land of tranquility where she had the full power to access her freedom. There she found her sunshine... A soul just like her who watered her everyday with passion and hope, and helped her to find her true identity... She never knew that the entire reputation and status of her family was placed on the answer of three lettered word on an admission form. She never knew being a girl with desires of a man was considered as a sin. She never knew being called a transman was a shame... They made her feel like, she was the most grievous mistake of the creator. The pain, the rage, the agony, the betrayal burned every inch of her soul. But not anymore... Entrapped between rays of reality and silhouette of fake identity, he chose to accept the reality. He chose to be him over their falsified assumptions. The real him that the creator made with love. The him who's certainly different but special. The him who chose to live according to his wish, not on someones... Now the mirror was so crystal clear reflecting a beautiful and valiant flower spreading its fragrance of euphoria. And his sunshine beside him as the ultimate source of entity forever!
She was born in a poor family with two siblings. Her elder sister got married into a wealthy family and they were very good people. At the time of delivery, her elder sister became serious due to some illness and could not be saved.
Her brother in law proposed her to be his wife to take care of the newborn.
As his family members were very decent, she accepted the proposal, but the label as "Second wife" will be tagged and also "Step mother". She was worried whether this challenging situation could be handled by her or not.
There was a tinge of sadness in her voice while holding the new born in her arms, as she was to begin a new phase of life as a "wife" and a " foster mother".
Countless soldiers die protecting our border. When diplomatic talks fail, there is a sudden strike and then some lives are lost. However it is forgotten and it becomes a mere statistic. Soon things get normal again and we see the leaders shaking hands.
This is the story of one soldier who was planning to come home to be with his wife who was to deliver their child. No doubt he was decorated posthumously but the wife dreams of a world where there is no war.
It shone and trembled, then disappeared, life in one moment, as if to remind me that I am alive; tooth print on hand, nail scar on the chest, eyes like the glow of a star. And we are all good, it just depends on how and to whom, my beautiful dream and worst nightmare, and a damn easy to remember name; Taurus, Alabaster, Sapphire and Lucy.
I don't know how to keep the peace, in the whirlwind of unrest that watches over me, and takes days as if they were endless. Reflection in the mirror, sigh in the coffin and whisper in the wind, each can be the last. And we are all good, it just depends on how and to whom, and I still strain my tired eyes, there is more of you in front of them; Taurus, Alabaster, Sapphire and Lucy.
Do you dream that dream, spoiled Aldebaran? No one has ever called you like this, and no one ever arrived first. And there, where I put the stamp, and where words screamed from the depths of the soul, now water is dripping, and I tremble in sadness. And we are all good, it just depends on how and to whom. Tired feet in a dusty path, and a dead end at the end of a dream, and my palm still smells of you; Taurus, Alabaster, Sapphire and Lucy.
Spent thoughts, I throw on paper, and through the eyelids i look into the day. The far vault gapes listlessly, and dark and dull gape above me, as if he would swallow me at any moment; Birthmark on the neck, lip bite, and fingerprint on the wall. I sold my soul and became a passenger passing by, in a fever, on the road, and runaway from you, damn easy to remember name, and we could have done better; Taurus, Alabaster, Sapphire and Lucy.
There was tinge of sadness in her voice as she went ahead talking about her story
" Books and toys, friends of mine Parents and sibling, were my spine Degree and venture, my career upright Then why did he feel I am oblidged to him Like it's his birthright ? "
Her question made me ponder out of curiosity She stumbled as she narrated her story
Stepping into the corporate world Was a quest i started with Life was taking its shape Exactly how I had framed it Aced my schooling And topped my college A bright student in making With mind so promising Filled with Kindness and humility A girl, everyone believed in her integrity. Determination and hardwork I achieved all of it A N D There i was .. Stepping into the corporate, my dream world The six digit salary And the formal attire Feeling proud and gay I worked with zeal and fire Matching the deadlines Marking milestones Achieved satisfaction. Boss turned happy With the praises That flowed in. Staying late nights Meeting my commitments B U T life was taken for granted And things changed overnight Taking advantage of his position He demanded more than my might. My morals Money and fame Was all at a gunpoint on that night Complained and questioned But " learn to set your own boundaries" Was the only answer obtained Sell yourself or walk off the door Were the only two options left in this fight The peers, once my own colleagues Turned their back As if never cared, never spoke As if never knew my name. With a saturnine heart, and a casuous smile I resigned my dream job, A job all I had worked for I took my bag and slam the door Sadness and tears engulfed my mind But walked out with grace and sheer pride
" Money, does not Determine My worth Which I have earned all my life"
With the tinge of sadness in her voice Pride and ambitious filled eyes Self-worth and dignity, maintained with pride And once again she dreamt of reaching the vast blue skies.