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  • my_tiny_chapter 5h

    @mirakee @writersnetwork
    #antique
    #pod


    There was trully something magical
    about this antique shop.
    I walked through the doors and couldn't believe,
    My eyes dilated with a glimpse of an awe...
    The ceiling of the shop was winking at me.
    And pink marshmallows and blue cotton candy
    Left streaks across its sky.
    So magnificent!
    The dragons and doves flew together.
    Joy spilling from the sky,
    dotted with puffs of whip cream, rainbow sprinkles
    And shower of lavender fairy dust.
    Each puff of cloud glowed as if kissed by a unicorn.
    The fragrance of Charlotte roses filled the wild.
    Peace was uncaged ~ unbroken...
    .
    And here I am,
    in the midst of it all,
    conscious of what appears to be existent,
    yet knowing it is illusory. 
    Spellbound in a place of splendor and charm,
    radiating with gentle magic.
    With serenity surrounds me,
    as I drift away escaping the world,
    Where all my worries and all my cares melt away,
    where all the world struggles on its weary way
    are passed and forgotten ;
    My soul whispers nothing but "WONDERFUL!"
    And for once more my heart bloom.
    .
    Being in full of hope once again
    makes my head spin and my dreams return
    I think I'm in love...
    .
    No, No, No!!!
    None of this makes sense.
    Let's go over this again.
    Knock on the door twice,
    I am in
    And knock back thrice,
    I am out..
    .
    I guess,
    I have just made a wrong entry
    Into an antique stop so fancy.
    An upscale store filled with
    shimmering crystal and lacy fantasy.
    But it is time to go back to embrace reality.
    Perhaps I'll revisit it again some other day.

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    A pure fantasy inspired by "The Door to Narnia"
    Image found in google
    And credited to rightful owner /artist

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    El jardín de amor

    There was
    trully something magical
    about this antique shop.
    I walked through the doors
    and couldn't believe,
    My eyes dilated
    with a glimpse of an awe...
    The ceiling of the shop
    was winking at me,
    And pink marshmallows
    and blue cotton candy
    Left streaks across its sky.
    So magnificent!
    ©my_tiny_chapter

  • my_tiny_chapter 1d

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @bluepuppy01
    #sinister
    #prettypic17

    The ides of spring do still bleed,
    a timeless ache onto the page
    sweet naivety stung 
    by a mesmerizing dart to the heart.
    Yet once was loved,
    Now holds such ire,
    for now I tread upon thinning wire,
    with none to help in times so dire,
    turned sinister, bitter, and a cunning liar.
    Left behind by the greedy lover
    and too-rough hands
    that burn the love alive
    and set my foolish heart on fire.
    Leaving me on gleaming tracks
    Where I run with no more desire.
    .
    Tired!
    .
    I sat back and wished,
    Wished upon
    the setting sun,
    falling moon,
    And the fading star,
    I wish
    I had not opened the door
    for this dreadful nightmare,
    Where the dementors,
    Find glory in decay and despair.
    Draining peace, hope, and happiness out of the air.
    .
    TO LATE!
    .
    I insert satire 
    about my inevitable self-destruction here.
    .
    And as a sinister echo of ancient hymns,
    Floats up,
    in a creeping midsummer breeze,
    I whispered a silent prayer
    For my soul to heal,
    For enough strength
    to walk to my final resting place
    and to find peace in it
    while slowing down the race.
    .
    I pray,
    For the light to guide me home,
    Where death holds more than
    what we bury in the ground.
    .
    "Do this for me please!"
    "Just one more miracle..."

    _______________________________

    A Dementor is a non-being and dark creature, from the Harry Potter series, and considered one of the foulest to inhabit the world. Dementors feed off human happiness, and thus cause depression and despair to anyone near them. They can also consume a person's soul, leaving their victims in a permanent vegetative state, and thus are often referred to as "soul-sucking fiends" and are known to leave a person as an "empty-shell." 

    (Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban)

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    Just one more miracle...

    Left behind by the greedy lover
    and too-rough hands
    that set my foolish heart on fire,
    I turned sinister, bitter, and a cunning liar.
    I insert satire 
    about my inevitable 
    self-destruction here.
    Where I run with no more desire.
    ©my_tiny_chapter

  • my_tiny_chapter 2d

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @bluepuppy01
    #mermaid
    #prettypic122

    Mermaid Memory

    She drew me in with her voice,
    With her touch and her beauty.
    Sunshine weaved into her long hair.
    And the pearl garland ~ the mermaid chaplet
    is colored by the blushing moon tides.
    I am enchanted by her grace,
    Lured inside with mesmerizing needs
    as she drown me in her love,
    And the very water I breathe 
    holding me through all my waves and ire.
    The "little bit of magic" was no lie.
    For I play with the fish,
    Make friends with sharks,
    While floating through her purple scent.
    .
    Alas!
    In the morning,
    when the spell is broken by the sunrise,
    She is gone.
    Disappeared into thin air.
    And each day after,
    Starring longingly to the water,
    I wait for her to return,
    to kiss me with her wine lips
    in the ocean moisture once again.
    I so dearly await
    for my beautiful mermaid to return,
    to knit the night together,
    romancing under the waves of champagne.
    .
    Paled by the shadow she cast in my heart. 
    The essence of me,
    Untouchable...
    Forever on this shifting waves
    is where my heart belongs...

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    Mermaid Memory

    Sunshine weaved into her long hair.
    And the pearl garland ~ the mermaid chaplet
    is colored by the blushing moon tides.
    I am enchanted by her grace...
    ©my_tiny_chapter

  • my_tiny_chapter 3d

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @bluepuppy01

    #rekindle

    #prettypic119
    _______________________________________

    Revived

    After what seemed like an eternity,
    I'm coming back round
    Looking for your beacon
    as I shine bright and clear.
    With fire in your heart,
    You ignite and rekindle the power of divine love 
    in the darkness of my heart,
    Let it heal the afflicted
    and the wounded of the aches and hurts inside.
    Your words rekindle
    the warmth inside of my aching heart,
    While the sound of your voice put me at ease.
    I am finally at peace...
    .
    If there is ever any cure 
    of the good longing of my love
    It is nothing but merging within YOU.
    For,
    I am a slave of thy presence
    and vulnerable from absence of thine...

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    Revivere

    With fire in your heart 
    you ignite and rekindle
    the power of divine love 
    in the darkness of my heart.
    ©my_tiny_chapter

  • my_tiny_chapter 5d

    @mirakee @writersnetwork

    Image Promt : #wall

    I make a wall around me,
    to form a room with no door and no escape.
    Guarded by darkness,
    To trap me and lock me with the memories,
    For I neglect to let loose all my demons.
    I let my fingernails grow long and sharp
    to at least fit into the picture of a monster
    you have put me,
    because what else do I have left ?
    Morbid torment in the back of my mind,
    Keeping me from trying to find ways
    to silence the loneliness screaming within,
    bringing me further into the dark.
    It speaks with empty words
    that sounds so horribly like truth.
    I should have run and never looked back
    As everything felt wrong right from the start,
    But now,
    It is too late to change my bulletproof fate.
    Blinded by the terror
    Hindered by wall blocks and mountains of stairs.
    I'm not free.
    Yet, I got to accept this burden.
    Adore the seductive catastrophe,
    tasting bittersweet like my bourbon.
    Because, I forever am encapsulated in time -
    And this darkness is my new cradle,
    The blankness is a cocoon of nothingness.
    I lay here,
    lost in time -
    locked in the silence of kindred minds,
    waiting for my bones to decay...

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    Chained from the inside.

    My head has become
    a tenebrous dungeon,
    guarded by the demons.
    I should have run
    and never looked back
    As everything felt wrong
    right from the start,
    But now,
    It is too late
    to change my bulletproof fate.
    I got to accept this burden
    adore the seductive catastrophe 
    Tasting bittersweet like my bourbon...
    ©my_tiny_chapter

  • my_tiny_chapter 1w

    In the murmurings of a quivering night
    When the world becomes silent
    and  emanates no light,
    I try to brush the knots out of my hair
    messily tangled with memories of him.
    My scars ensconced deep beneath the surface 
    can tell the story of how I fell for him,
    It can sing a song for my confession,
    Reveal the tale of my pain,
    Draw a painting of depression,
    And recite nursery rhymes for the rain.
    .
    But then somewhere along the way
    Everything began to change
    Heightening awareness: 
    how we too are only passing
    through these unholdable moments.
    Coming to know 
    we can't stop how life unfolds.
    Ever since,
    the distance between back then and now,  
    is widening each dawn to dusk.
    .
    The book has been read,
    the cover has been closed,
    I place it on the table, and close my eyes.
    .
    Sigh...
    .
    Then,
    I turn my back
    and walk away.
    Away,
    from what I once held so dear...

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    Last Goodbye

    No amount of superglue
    or soft words 
    Can fix the wonderful
    damage he left behind.
    So,
    I gave him a broken smile
    and one last stare
    that would last forever...
    ©my_tiny_chapter

  • my_tiny_chapter 1w

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @writerstolli
    #mothersday

    A letter For : The Chosen one,
    ( Those who are blessed with the universe bestest gift,
    a Mother )
    On Mother's Day Celebrations.

    Touch my body and feel the absence of countless meals.
    Trapped like a lonely child sitting in the corner,
    I felt nothing but the sadness
    seeping into layers of my skin.
    Celebrations couldn't compare to funerals.
    I don't want to exist
    in a love-less home either,
    but I am left with no options.
    At night watching the twinkling star
    in the darkest night,
    I always wonder,
    "If the world were a gift store,
    A mother would be best thing in stock."
    But I'm just an Orphan with a broken smile
    in my deep retreat.
    Love.... does it even exist?
    Because I know not what does it mean to be loved.
    No Father - No sibling,
    Mother is just another fairy tale for me -
    Hey, can you feel my wounded gazes and eerie smiles?
    Perhaps, if I had a mom
    I will, on this day, write her a poem.
    I'd ask her to cuddle me in her arm,
    even for once in my sweetest dream.
    I'm sure,
    A little crave for love means no harm.
    But since I am Mom-less ;
    with my eyes rimmed with sleepless nights,
    and my cheeks stained with tears,
    I can just whisper a sincere voiceless prayer,
    "Dear God,
    When a mother is planted,
    I know a strong kid will bloom..."

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    A letter For : The Chosen one,
    On Mother's Day Celebrations.


    Dear God,
    When a mother is planted,
    I know a strong kid will bloom...
    ©my_tiny_chapter

  • my_tiny_chapter 1w

    @mirakee @writersnetwork
    #SUPPRESS

    HAPPY FRIDAY MIRAKEE-ANS...
    Wine, whiskey, juice, coffee or Chai
    Cheerrsss ��

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    Friday Vibes

    Raise your glass,
    Dance off that icky mess
    Throw on your favorite dress
    Let the word flows
    and free you from stress.
    Mind, you must not suppress!
    For life’s too short to accommodate
    all this sadistic sass...
    ©my_tiny_chapter

  • my_tiny_chapter 2w

    @mirakee @writersnetwork
    #mundane

    Image courtesy : pinterest
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    I tried to engrave him
    again and again in my heart,
    and rehearsed him many times in my memories.
    I felt a seductive curiosity
    that compelled me to move towards him. 
    Soft in every sense of the word,
    I’ve come to enjoy hearing him talk
    about mundane things and important things.
    His vibe and a little of his laugh - those - got me re-arranged a space in my mind for him.
    I saw oasis in his eyes
    Secrets in his mind
    Chaos in his soul
    I never believed in magic until I met him.
    And with a hundred more poetic metaphors
    I could define his beauty to me.
    He is a million sunsets 
    giving life to an eternal moonlight,
    though his sunrises will never be mine to own,
    but his fickle moon sets
    will always guide me back to him.
    We will live forever,
    immortalized in this verse,
    Forever resting,
    somewhere in the collective psyche
    of our unified broken hearts....

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    Captive love

    I’ve come to enjoy
    hearing him talk
    about mundane things
    and important things.
    His vibe and a little of his laugh
    - those - got me re-arranged
    a space in my mind for him.
    I saw oasis in his eyes,
    Secrets in his mind,
    Chaos in his soul.
    I never believed in magic
    until I met him.
    ©my_tiny_chapter

  • my_tiny_chapter 2w

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @bluepuppy01
    #moon
    #prettypic98

    Oh, man in the moon,
    send me to sleep.
    Numb my mind by getting me high,
    And don't let the devil play with my eyes.
    Take over everything
    that crawls through my head like little worms,
    Eating away at my brain and my thoughts.
    Oh, man in the moon,
    when will your soothing arms bend again
    to shade my world of joyous muse,
    with your arousal, truth and freedom ?
    Oh man in the moon,
    send me to sleep,
    weigh me down in your slumber.
    Keep me still till the morning light.
    Sleep!
    My body whispers.
    Sleep!
    My mind sighs...
    .
    .
    Your embrace is all I need.

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    The endless night

    Oh man in the moon,
    send me to sleep,
    weigh me down
    in your slumber.
    Keep me still
    till the morning light.
    Sleep!
    My body whispers.
    Sleep!
    My mind sighs...
    ©my_tiny_chapter