• 1a0552759c48a3bc2d0a3b8b43f17b8b ak_anjali_daydreamzz 1w

    #FridayFun #pod #mirake @mirakee @writersnetwork @amazing_post @readwriteunite #mirakeeworld
    #nature #love #travel #life #inspiration #friendship #poetry #thoughts #diary #gitanjali #prayer


    Book - Gitanjali
    Author - Rabindranath Tagore
    Character - The Great Poet himself

    GITANJALI (Song Offerings)

    Look at life from an Angle unique
    Aspects and Phases of Life 
    Mixed and Mingled together
    A fine piece of Silky Fabric from the outside
    Simple but Strong weaves of Thread inside

    Importance of Prayer and the Magnitude of Devotion
    True meaning of Freedom and Concept of Patrotism
    Greatness of Love and Depth of Admiration
    Beauty of Innocence and Joy of Affection
    Power of simplicity and Need of Humbling oneself
    Grandeur of Kindness and Significance of Forgiveness
    Eminence of Knowledge and Necessity of Education
    Value of Human life and Humanity
    Strength of being a Humanitarian
    Virtue of wisdom and Vigor of Truth
    Momentousness and Blissfulness of Life !

    Life on Earth is a Priceless and Precious Gift 
    We are all Immensely Blessed To be Alive
    Life is all but a Prayer !

    ©ak_anjali_daydreamzz

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    Gitanjali

    Look at life from an Angle unique
    Aspects and Phases of Life 
    Mixed and Mingled together
    A fine piece of Silky Fabric from the outside
    Simple but Strong weaves of Thread inside...

    Life on Earth is a Priceless and Precious Gift 
    We are all Immensely Blessed To be Alive
    Life is all but a
    Prayer !

    ©ak_anjali_daydreamzz

  • Missing new small tega_benny 1w

    #twoliner @mirakee @writersnetwork

    Image Credit: Victor Nizovtsev

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    If we all knew what we'd become
    Life would have no meaning.
    ©tega_benny

  • C0c6d0240468f305bab53fd728411be4 mrauthor 1w

    Opening the book
    As my senses are stolen
    Aroma of yellow pages
    Fragile yet sturdy

    As my eyes read
    The alphabets that are weaved
    From words to sentences
    Unfolding a story

    In a land so distant
    A fledgling grows
    As it spreads its wings
    Of frolicking imagination

    Exploring the land
    Walking through the lines
    The writing liberates
    The depth of me

    Tale of love
    Strength and fantasy
    Tangling my heart
    In its unique poesy

    I search myself
    In the protagonist
    As she fights her way
    through mystery

    Sometimes idolizing
    Sometimes debating
    Contemplating and contradicting
    As the story proceeds

    Turning the pages
    Reaching the end
    As the world of reverie
    Drifts in evanescence.

    © MrAuthor

    #pod #fridayfun #sliceoflife #inspiration #life #poetry #thoughts

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    Find your fantasy world within.
    (Read Caption)
    ©mrauthor

  • 8aa3dc5102c54e80fdfdc355bc11709c the_late_night_tales 1w

    "The silent scream"

    I want to cry, but
    the thought that
    It would make me
    lesser of a man
    wouldn't let my
    tears come out.
    I want to scream
    my lungs out but
    people would think
    I am a madman.
    I want to sing aloud
    in the streets
    but they would judge
    my harsh voice.
    I want to dance freely
    but they would
    call me a crazy,
    seeing my petty moves.
    I want to laugh hysterically
    but they'll
    declare me a maniac.
    Its true that they're
    not letting me to
    let my pain out.
    Yet, I am not disappointed
    in them because they have
    no obligations
    to me, but in myself
    because I am
    harbouring this ego
    inside me that
    make me care about
    what they say
    and what they feel.

    #thrill #pod #writersnetwork #fridayfun

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    Its true that they're
    not letting me to
    let my pain out.
    Yet, I am not disappointed
    in them because they have
    no obligations
    to me, but in myself
    because I am
    harbouring this ego
    inside me that
    make me care about
    what they say
    and what they feel.

    ©the_late_night_tales

  • 75255a8f551ebce219d487b45d815c4a bluepuppy01 1w

    Dragon in the Sand
    •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•

    Flaunting his impenetrable scale hide
    Was the beast who bathed in sun and salty air
    With wings of a war angel spread wide
    Glimmering in light, yet casting shadows on the sand fair

    Witnesses claimed he was a king on a throne of diamonds
    A dragon dutifully protecting his treasure
    Others illustrated a lone warrior, reminiscing in a shining silence
    Resting on an island shore amidst a chilling zephyr

    The tales, the rumors spread far and farther still
    But the beast did nothing to extinguish man’s chatter
    For he seemed to patiently await something with a firm will
    And the belief his life would gain a new chapter

    Finally, the tides rose, coming forth upon the land
    Pondering what to sculpt next, whilst erasing a dragon in the sand

    ©bluepuppy01

    Inspiration was me thinking of, like, a sand castle, minus the castle + a dragon, facing towards the ocean and then getting swept away, but then like being built up again as something new, something different (hence the new chapter part)

    #bluepup #ceesreposts

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    Dragon
    in
    the
    Sand


    ©bluepuppy01

  • 2a40756b2c0b95138216700ca00ce117 ner 1w

    #rain #mirakee #writersnetwork #pod #ceesreposts

    Slow rain

    Slowly falls
    one by one,
    time sighs,
    the wind barely blows.
    Fall into my hands
    and time stands still,
    i hear your voice
    saying goodbye
    as they die on the ground
    the rain in silence,
    but also a tear
    that's falling slowly.
    ©ner

    Pic credit-rightful owner.

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    Slow rain

    ©ner

  • B3bf2c6236d706e693858ca0a99b1469 shegram 1w

    I come to this place often, when
    my loneliness is like a shroud
    It weighs so heavy on my shoulders
    I scream and cuss and cry out loud
    I remember the many hours we
    spent just gazing in each other's
    eyes,
    My whole existence gazing the moon,
    side by side with you til sunrise
    The most precious were our moments
    spinning visions of the future, "us"
    While lying on the bed of wild flowers
    touching and exploring, no muss, no fuss
    I will forever cherish the time I shared
    with you, and smile
    Knowing we made the most of every
    moment spent together, all the while

    Picture credit to rightful owner

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    Cherished Memories

    ©shegram

  • A624aa8333fdf88cd1dfda1ef32d438b angels_halo_always_shines 1w

    #mirakee #empathmind #empath #ohiowriter #writersofmirakee #writerstolli #writersnetwork #thrill
    #pod #life
    Well, go figure. I forgot to leave it at 2 lines. Whoopsies. Oh, I can't follow directions very well. Or I forgot. And I am forgetting a lot these days. #thoughts #inspiration #poetry #cees_reposts

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    Would We

    Slowly rising above, all of the land.
    It is then, I feel free.
    Wind blowing through my hair.
    I can't feel my weight.
    I can only feel the wind coming at me.
    It feels surreal.
    If only I could do this without a machine.
    Oh I wish. I wish.
    Maybe that's the answer, too much of a good thing.
    And we wouldn't want that, would we?
    ©angels_halo_always_shines

  • A48c4930e8061307269a1da3cce5d808 lovenotes_from_carolyn 1w

    Prelude...
    Oh black of night
    With veil of mystery
    Your truth obscured
    Throughout all history

    I pray my words
    Shall set you free
    Much like the life
    You gave to me.
    ©Carolyn Glackin 11/7/2019

    COMING OUT OF THE DARK
    by Carolyn Glackin
    Black is the color of the unknown
    It is the color of mystery
    And unlimited potential
    It's the color of birth
    And the primordial, ancient abyss

    I tell you, black is the color of creation
    And do not mistake this
    For too long we have been led astray
    I seek to resolve it this very day

    All that lives and breathes
    Springs forth from the darkness 
    The darkness is the field of creation
    A filed of pure, unlimited potential
    Where all things are entirely possible

    We are taught to fear the dark
    But we should honor and revere it
    What flower does not hail
    From the rich blackness of soil?
    Fertile ground that gives way to life

    Which human didn't first incubate
    In the dark, black confines
    Of its mother's womb
    Where it was safe and warm, loved and well nourished?

    All have come forth from the darkness
    All were sheltered there in its safety
    All trusted and thrived in the dark
    And were free from fear

    Even the light gives way to the dark
    Just as the dark gives way to the light
    Each and every single day
    When sun and moon cross paths

    Dark and light, black and white
    Are both mutually beneficial
    Both equally necessary
    Both an integral part of All That Is

    Dark of night and light of day
    Let my eyes see truth today
    Let all untruths now be set right
    We're born of darkness and of light.
    Copyright Carolyn Glackin 11/7/2019.

    Creation image: Artist/owner unknown, but all rights go to that individual.

    #mirakee #writersnetwork #divinetruth #blackisbeautiful #raven63

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  • F0bf62c55824eaa67b2e739334a62fe2 wokesid 1w

    Thrill

    A pseudo human cage.
    You can fly as high as you want but you can't escape.
    ©wokesid