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  • my_tiny_chapter 2h

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @writerstolli
    #intense

    I love you in crazy ways
    Too full of selfish intentions
    With the posessive touch of love
    and inexplicable feelings.
    Intense and intoxicating
    with unsatiable appetite and burning desire.
    The love with no fear or hasitation,
    Just undiminished affection amidst tribulations.
    Persistent, unfailing love
    with unfading dedications.
    Not giving up nor turning around,
    Wracking doubts - savoring madness
    with chaotic passion.
    Beneath the surreal gentleness
    into unexpected miracle
    I surrender in devotion
    Believing blindly and unquestionably,
    This love is infinite and true...

    Will you too love me fearlessly
    with no reasons till the end of your life ???


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    Soul on Fire
    #12


    Nothing can extinguish 
    the fire in my soul
    but another soul 
    with the same intense flames...
    ©my_tiny_chapter

  • my_tiny_chapter 21h

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @writerstolli @mirakeeworld @readwriteunite



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    The background :

    World Poetry Day is held year on March 21 each year after UN body Unesco adopted the date after an agreement in Paris in 1999.
    In the proclamation, Unesco agreed that poetry can meet a social role as it “arouses and expresses awareness” of a range of issues.
    Poetry reaffirms our common humanity by revealing to us that individuals, everywhere in the world, share the same questions and feelings.
    Poetry is the mainstay of oral tradition and, over centuries, can communicate the innermost values of diverse cultures.
    UNESCO also recognizes the unique ability of poetry to capture the creative spirit of the human mind.

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    This poetry is dedicated for :
    all my Mirakeeans Friends, the writers and poets
    that put more meaning of life in their inspiring words
    On this special day - THE WORLD POETRY DAY.
    I personally can't let the day pass just like that
    without passing my gratitude to you all my fellow poets and writers for all your contributions in making the world more beautiful place to live in with your every inspiring words.
    Big tight hugs to you all.
    Thank you for inspiring us -
    Thank you for being there for each other.
    ����������������
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    Poets and Writers

    There is a piece of poetry within us,
    for the person who is patient enough
    to look through our messy facade,
    and to pick up the pen
    and write a sonnet across the tattered heart. 
    Trust me!
    Weaving the words into a song of despair
    isn't as easy as you'd like to believe. 
    For us - the poets and the writers
    We romanticize our problems
    until they are colored in pink and purple hues.
    Heartbreaks become our muse,
    And lover’s betrayal becomes our passions.
    We romanticize pain
    like it’s the only lover who will ever understand us,
    And turned them into poetry.
    Honestly, our poetry
    has always been written in blood, sweat, and tears.
    That's the thing about us - poets and writers,
    We'd rather be miserable
    and have something to write about
    than be happy but have nothing to write about.
    We are a complicated cosmo of chaos and dreams.
    There is a constant urge for us to write,
    even if there is no muse. 
    So, Darling,
    Please don't burden your pretty little mind
    Your mere existence is the reason as to why we sign.
    We, poets and writers are
    a shape-shifter just like the cloud,
    Painting angels and demons
    to enlighten the crowd.
    Hoping they’ll listen to our joy and our pain
    Wishing they’ll get the lesson of our every rain.
    We are always in love with love,
    and always reeling from the loss.

    Without us meaning would be dead!

    ©my_tiny_chapter

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  • my_tiny_chapter 1d

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @writerstolli

    #holi_wt
    #rainbow

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    Colorfic Bliss

    I am a canvas of bliss
    painted in a vibrant hues.
    Creating vivid displays
    of emotion and art.
    With love on my palette,
    I shall mix all the colors and make everything alright.
    I shall paint my sky
    of tangerine, saffron and an illuminated green hue
    against the starkly contrasted crisp cornflower blue,
    stretching canvas that is along
    with all the other blindingly beautiful colors
    of a twilight sky.
    My crimson wings shall spread
    to greet the green evening air,
    As shades of the blushing orange cheeks
    pass by when laughing with all of my friends.
    I wear these hues at different times,
    and drench myself in the life they give, 
    painting canvases and promises for others,
    and living in a world of my own colors. 
    Accenting pain, sorrow, and sadness.
    Punctuating love, joy, and living .
    I let them radiate with light
    and explode with vibrance.
    Hoping it may reflect the beauty within.
    These colorful drugs
    course through my thoughts,
    and leave me with a love for life
    and an honest smile.
    Life is beautiful, and never flat.
    Life is full of colours...


    Happy Holi dear Mirakeeans in India...
    ❤��������������

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    Colorfic Bliss

    Accenting pain, sorrow, and sadness.
    Punctuating love, joy, and living .
    I let these colors radiate with light
    and explode with vibrance.
    Hoping it may reflect the beauty within.
    These colorful drugs
    course through my thoughts,
    and leave me with a love for life
    and an honest smile.
    Life is beautiful and never flat
    Life is full of colors

    ©my_tiny_chapter

  • my_tiny_chapter 2d

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @writerstolli

    #ocean

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    Isn't it sad,
    how the waves in the ocean
    build themselves up to crash
    against one another and then subside.
    How they meet only for a second
    and then die?
    As tragic as my love story is
    He stole my heart and It's essence
    and drifted away, leaving a hollow heart
    that constantly echoes his name.
    I guess his absence is nothing but my penance. Something that I must suffer silently and all alone.
    I no longer wish upon those shooting stars, 
    Yet, I refuse to give up on these feelings
    that he had stirred in my heart.
    The hopeful rays of the sun,
    that cast a shadow upon him and me,
    Are the things that I wish remain here for eternity.

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    Wave of emotions

    You're like the vast ocean
    of turbulent currents.
    Crashing against me
    as I sit against the rocks.
    Only to quickly recede away...

    ©my_tiny_chapter

  • my_tiny_chapter 3d

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @writerstolli

    #loss

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    TOXIC

    She made him with
    intrinsic detail and rawness
    to show him the life 
    that he may never have.
    Control is always illusion
    Betrayal is always an insult to intelligence.
    And that is why
    He can't look at her in the face now.

    She bids her last goodbye
    to that cold permanent expression on his face.
    One last time, and whispers to herself,
    “If I can't have you, my dearest, No one else can!!
    All roads lead to the sky
    but I will not seek to understand you..."

    She smiled as his body is lying in the dirt.
    And blood seeps into his shirt, coloring the earth.
    His purpose has been confirmed. 
    Now, she'll draw a smile from his blood
    then mourn for the loss...

    She has lost all her words.
    Holding her hand over her heart,
    Hearing it slowly beating his name
    Till it doesn't.
    Smiling she eases herself,
    saying "Darlin..., broken hearts cannot utter!"

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    Toxic

    An addiction so sweet 
    But it's eerily sad 
    The way she lost her sanity 
    Something she once had...
    ©my_tiny_chapter

  • my_tiny_chapter 4d

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @writerstolli @bluepuppy01

    #prettypic61
    #darkpoem_wt
    #escape

    Spread like moondust across a damaged surface,
    You departed into the unknown of the night, disappearing within layers of darkness.
    Memories turned into ashes
    and flew away with the wind, 
    Treacherous betrayal often hurts
    more than the sharp end of a knife. 
    Words spoken in darkness
    Proclaimed from the hilltops
    Obscure sentiments 
    Treasures to share as tear drops 
    Shimmering light engulfed me
    Prying open my stubborn eyes in the onyx darkness.
    My glassy heart has long turned to stone,
    And so the only sound of shattering
    I am able to hear is my bones.
    In this vagrant silence,
    The sick moon breathes,
    A scrape across the night
    And dice roll down the spine.
    My eyes are wide open
    And misery I still see,
    But when I close them,
    I am home.
    While the warm winds
    drift along with the stars,
    I climb up the sky,
    And blend into the night.
    Wrapped myself in stillness,
    Embracing freedom,
    While soothing my aching soul.
    This darkness will be my mantle...

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    Dark Symphonies

    We always hope
    to make it through our darkest hours,
    Just to struggle another day.
    But none of us
    can escape the molding hands...
    ©my_tiny_chapter

  • my_tiny_chapter 5d

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @writerstolli

    #tetractys

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    Freedom

    When
    I die
    Please don't cry
    I shall be healed
    In HIS arms I'm free from all tears and wounds.
    ©my_tiny_chapter

  • my_tiny_chapter 5d

    @writerstolli

    #sleep_wt

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    Insomniac

    When the moon sleeps,
    the darkness starts to embrace me.
    With every support that drops
    I feel my world crumble all over again,
    Depression is waking up,
    Wishing I'd die in my sleep.
    This sadness inside me will never leave me
    Come and find me inside the grave,
    and hold me on the verge of frost melancholy.

    ©my_tiny_chapter

  • my_tiny_chapter 1w

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @writerstolli
    #myreflection
    #mirror

    We all have those secrets buried deep inside
    Things that we’d do almost anything to hide,
    We try to cover with makeup - clothes
    and that certain grace,
    But when we look in the mirror
    it’s staring back to us in the face.

    "Get up little girl!!"
    For life is just this beautiful mess. 
    Your mind is what you seem to see.
    And this life is more then just existing,
    There is power over what's in front,
    what's behind, cannot be vouched for.

    The mirror on the wall
    would just show you and I
    what we are afraid to see. 

    O' Sweetheart,
    If you don’t love yourself then who will?



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    Mirror Mirror on the Wall

    Mirror, mirror on the wall
    if she closes her eyes
    then, will you stop telling her lies?
    That weak, horrid, wicked girl
    tangled up in truths and lies.
    Her reflection twisting with her mind.

    ©my_tiny_chapter

  • my_tiny_chapter 1w

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @writerstolli

    #whisper


    There will come a time when the night air
    won’t send chills down my spine
    for it will no longer whisper your name.

    I will stop telling stories about you,
    for the moon has grown tired of hearing them
    and weariness is just an awful thing to feel.

    So, Darlin'
    Whisper your gentle lies
    and ponder;
    what do you despise more,
    the ache or the release?

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    I will [learn] to (un)love you

    Shower me with promises, 
    drown me in your desire. 
    Whisper sweet devotions, 
    though I know you are a liar. 
    Feed to me those little fibs
    I want so much to believe ~

    ©my_tiny_chapter