Mirakee
you should know your diary milk chocolates never mattered but all those times i wanted you to make me feel like i have you was what mattered to me.. and you didn't..
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The day you stared at me and stopped crying making everybody around speechless was the day I knew you and me are gonna be so good together... The way you would not sleep and lay awake despite all the efforts of your mom until I returned from office only made me believe in you stronger..
You were all I needed to feel I had strong arms to hold me if ever I'd feel like falling..
You grew up to be so thoughtful.. I am proud now too but just a bit afraid..
I can't help it dear..
As you told me staring at me teary eyed last night.. I am mediocre.. I know I am mediocre..
I never have given you "yes"(s) without starting at a "no"..
I am mediocre.. I know..
I never celebrated life.. I never showed you all I should have shown you maybe..
But I only wanted the best for you..
I knew you'd grow up bold.. but maybe it hurts seeing you grow up..
But you should know I love you.. P.S. Wish you'd talk.
Just take care
...that mediocre guy you call dad. .
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I don't exactly remember when it all really began.. I had always been out of place wherever I was since I remember.. But these days my being out of place seems so out of place that I really don't know where I am anymore..
I wake up in the same room everyday and fall asleep the same way every night.. I close my eyes but my eyes don't give me the darkness I crave for anymore... I don't know where I am..
Last day I heard my mom talking to my sister about how much she loved me..but could never let me know.. I was not surprised! Afterall mom and I never really looked at each other anymore..
I don't know why I heard them sob and my sister teary eyed saying my mom that i know her and that i have always know them all.. WTF..was I dead already? ���� I never really cared about the melodramas went around in my home about how I did not care..how I lived in my room..
Later as that day faded away into another sulking night I heard my dad arrive and I went to open the door.. I saw mom had already opened it.. I went outside and sat there.. I did not understand why they were all ignoring my existence...
Yeah yeah I had egos they had egos..we all ignored each other now and then..but don't they even care to look me in the eye?
Ah.. I got bored I went to my room and I slept��
The next day I was excited as I could go back to class after some stupid days of happy holidays..ugh not that class excited me much but I could use a change in the air which I sulked maybe.. On the way in my bicycle I saw my mom n sister stopping by and getting on a cab and I couldn't help but wonder where they were off to.. Then I was like "ah..whatever" and I trodded off on my way anyway..
As I trodded off I couldnt believe what I saw!!
I saw me!? Me?? Wait? What? I saw me with my mom and sister on that same stupid cab..
What was happening to me???
I saw me?? Was that me? Then who am I??
That me on that cab looked seriously doped..like a zombie..
Man.. I was not a damn ghost?! If I was a ghost then what the hell was I doing on my bicycle?!
Everything I was thinking annoyed me..
I was so about burst in frustration when my stupid sister woke me up.
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I saw me!? Me?? Wait? What? I saw me with my mom and sister on that same stupid cab..
What was happening to me???
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Will you be afraid if someday all you hear is you telling yourself - "I wanna run away from all of this!" Like you are so damn tired of everything and you wanna give up.. But the simple thought of this scares you... Scares you for you don't know how everybody you love and everybody who loves you are gonna take it.. Like whatever you'd do would hurt them real bad..
And you end up staring ahead.. not knowing what you should do.. and simply lay there in your bed overthinking things and hurting..
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you'd never miss me until I let you..
I don't want to let you either..
But someday one day you'd know how I had been hurt..
But then you'd have lost the time to show me...
I don't want you to show me to know..but still heart's like it would love to know you finding ways to let me know..how you love me..how afraid you are to miss me..
But i know..you won't know until it's, as you'll say then, "too late now"
©scribbles_of_chaosyou'd never miss me until I let you..
I don't want to let you either..
But someday one day you'd know how I had been hurt..
But then you'd have lost the time to show me...
I don't want you to show me to know..but still heart's like it would love to know you finding ways to let me know..how you love me..how afraid you are to miss me..
But i know..you won't know until it's, as you'll say then, "too late now"
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Until then you should know it is me whom you are destroying...
©scribbles_of_chaosthe day when I'd say I am done.. believe me so much of you'd be destroyed.
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Maybe I am smitten real hard...
Wait a sec..
Cut that silly maybe out..
You already know I'm crazy smitten��
©scribbles_of_chaosto smile staring at you so many days away from now is all I really want to think about doing you know..
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You can't always be the wall to a wallflower... Guilty that I am one clingy wallflower.. :')
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Maybe that won't be the book that you'd be holding but that phone (which we'd be buying after all we'd dreamed turns true..)..
Maybe it's not a story that you'd be reading but just destressing a stressful day with some adrenaline rush kinda pubg stress!
Maybe that would be a book we love reading at bed time..or maybe my journal that I keep close to our bed..
Maybe you'd just turn off the light and lay there falling asleep slowly..
Anyway..despite all the maybe(s) I'd go on blabbering about.. I know for sure that.. right there.. right then..eyes closed or eyes open..lights on or lights out..hot or cold..smiling or in tears..or no matter how ever we would be..deep inside we would be HAPPY:)
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Maybe that would be a book we love reading at bed time..or maybe my journal that I keep close to our bed..
Maybe you'd just turn off the light and lay there falling asleep slowly..
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The girl was never good at expressing emotions.. well.. to be true.. the girl never really felt emotions much when she really had them within her somewhere bubbling to burst out.. She kept it all locked away somehow without even knowing that she did.. Never felt like laughing out and smiling hard no matter how good she ought to feel with all the "things" around her (which happened rarely though)..
But these days her eyes have a wet glaze and it shines as if a tear drop's always there to reflect all her fragility.. But that doesn't mean she is sad all the time now.. She's just turned emotional and a weird kind of emo is what she has become!
Its true how something dorment waiting for just a thud to breakthrough and explode in its cocoon turns out to be a volcanic eruption kinda scene! Maybe that's kinda what happened..
All she needed was a thud.. a thud she could trust in and feel free about..
And this guy turned out to be the perfect thud she could ever get..
With him she saw her emotions at its peak.. may it be happiness turning out crazy more like silly..or sorrow ending up in a storm of tears..
Anger burned in her always but with him her anger gave way to her simply staring into his eyes..sensing he is there to hold her and her simply shattering all her inhibitions in front of him..
Crying was something she dreaded.. she was ashamed of every drop of tear that she'd let others see..
But somehow..him seeing her eyes fill up and drop gave her a strange sense of complete comfort that she could sense nowhere else ever..
And he knew she was not a crybaby..and he knew how she needed him..how he had turned out to be everything for her..
And she knew that he knew everything...
And that was all she could wish for..to stay along..as long as she had to stay.. that was all she needed to live despite every insecurity within her screamed..
He is and he'll be forever her home��
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@writersnetwork @mirakeeIts true how something dorment waiting for just a thud to breakthrough and explode in its cocoon turns out to be a volcanic eruption kinda scene! Maybe that's kinda what happened..
All she needed was a thud.. a thud she could trust in and feel free about..
And this guy turned out to be the perfect thud she could ever get..
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Writer.
The words of a writer is like
an artist's array of paints in different
hues, for only those with an eye could
see the beauty without a clue.
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Fragments
I rambled on words, explained my griefs and glee, sang all of the rhythms possible , Faked all of those smiles out of my choas burried deep within but i ended up living as a fragmented writer.... Isolated , scattered, detached, broken and incomplete.
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ishascribbles
147w
4 am
While people called 4 am a very good morning.. It was her turn to sleep with swollen eyes , wet pillow, bulk of used tissues and the broken heart full of miseries and scars.
I wonder what was it ?
A Good morning or a Good night ?
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_thelostboy_
147w
Can't sleep and it's 3AM
Can't breathe
Can't live
Can't die
Wishin' there was something I could do
Wishin' these scars I could cut through
Can't dream and it's 4AM
Can't speak
Can't heal
Can't scream
Maybe it's for the best
A quiet moan escapes my lips
Your hands muffle the rest -
indian
148w
never loved
so never cheated
never been in a relationship
so never had to go through a breakup
never been to a prom
so never had to worry about a dress
never been the popular girl at school
so never had to worry about looks
but still I worry about things... and I wonder why !
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indian
147w
The sea said his story to the shore while he lied face down on the shore .
He was trying to escape to a new life which he deserved.
He was 3 , and dead .
He wore a red t shirt and blue shorts .
Remember?
His name is Alan Kurdi and he deserved to live .
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jennifersmith
149w
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Ding!!! ........i got a wonderful idea in my mind............
...........i shared it with friends.............. They told........ Wow.......
.......what a wonderful idea...................
...............ok.......then let's make it a wonderful reality......... come.................
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................................................. ..............................at last.............................
..................i realized .......................i was wonderfully............................
.......................................cheated......
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jennifersmith
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im..............PERFECT
No one can judge the perfectness of something because the ''perfect one'' is unknown...........
...........As something that is the "perfect one" for you maybe the most "imperfect one" for someone else..............
......So continue with what you think is perfect and never interfere in some others perfections.......
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peaceful_feelings
170w
The Little Star From Heaven
During the midst of a winter night
I gaze upon the vast sky
Hoping to seek light
Then i curse myself, my
lonely days, and the empy height
No stars to be seen, why
The moon itself wasnt in sight
I never knew why
Why i was made to sit there
Why my ma couldn't stay
Why all my uncles are here
Little i know about the star i should pray
The moon wasn't up there
She was here, a new star to the milky way
A cold night of my life
That gave warmth throughout my life
A new star coming out of theater
His eyes were closed so the mouth opens more
A sound i knew will save me from loneliness
I'm freed from my boredom
He gave me new meanings to life
My life was just a reflection
Of the coldness, the loneliness
That manifested upon the empty dark sky
Killing me with unbearable pain
This until he was born
His birth was the ray of sunshine
That brought life to my soul
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Wet Affections
Rain.. one of the miraculous phenomenon attributed to be most beautiful by a multitude of people. So tell me, how exactly is it beautiful. The scary sides of dark shade and black sky denoting the terrible realities of love that could penetrate deep into your heart like the lightning that manifests on the evil dark clouds which will break your heart with a thunderous explosion. It makes me cold.
I love the sun, the bright sky, birds. And the people who have fallen in love once. They have seen the rainbow.
©peacefulfeelings
