Mirakee
Speak of loneliness
Stealing away happiness.
And my heart would cry out
Every ounce of sadness.
Long ago, monsoon clouds gathered
Slow and dark over my sky
And it still rains heavy every night.
My insides are still like the sea now
Where waves of agony rise at times.
It takes me over once in a while
And drowns me deep.
Where my feet don't reach the ground;
And my soul can no more breathe.
When once in a blue moon
Little sunshine peeks through the clouds,
My eyes turn blind to them
And instead seek the dark clouds again.
Perhaps,I love the grey sadness now
More than the happy sunshine,
Or maybe I fear change
Even when its for a better one.
But then maybe I realized
That the clouds would return always
After every sunshine vanishes.
©unloved_poetries
unloved_poetries
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Somedays even the coldest hearts
Silently wish to be engulfed in the ocean of love. -
One of these February nights,
My love might again ignite.
I might wish your happiness again,
Upon the very first and every shooting star
Even when I am nothing but a body of breathing scar.
© unloved_poetries -
And even now I search for your arms to hold me in the nights when I feel lonely.
© unloved_poetries -
If in the midst of your favorite song,
Your heart doesn't remember me,
Then I'm not the one for you.
©unlovedpoetries -
With trembling fingers,
And tearful eyes,
She held his face
One last time.
He furrowed his brows
And looked at her.
Regretting a little
For letting things go too far.
Why can't we be together anymore
She asked with a broken voice.
Because life will give you better
He answered in an obvious note.
For him it was an excuse
To leave her for life.
And for her,it was a tragedy
She couldn't deny.
And they both knew it was all a lie.
Promise me you'll tell me about it;
When you'll find that lucky girl
Who you'll have your life with.
And he realized with a guilt
That there was bitterness underneath.
I will; he replied.
Caressing her hair one last time.
Its getting late,
The sun has already set.
He answered.
She nodded with a restrained sob
That was already splitting her into halves.
She kissed his forehead
Wishing success and happiness;
Thanking with a tight little smile, he left.
Its not that he loved her.
But he felt bad that it was her.
He didn't know such people existed
Who could still love selfless.
But it was never his thing
To acknowledge such feelings.
Forever in ignorance he remained covered,
Never understanding her kind of love.
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Love was in the air.
He inhaled the drug.
Heart hypnotized
Brain paralyzed.
Eyes revealed
The passion sealed
And lips quivered
Unsure of words...
Greenest fireflies lit behind,
In the darkness of nine.
And a lone lover watching him;
Smiling knowingly, how it then feels..
©unloved_poetries -
And only the stars know how long they have to keep burning to create the twinkling sky that we adore.
©unloved_poetries -
unloved_poetries
7w
Read MoreJust when she began
To dance in the wind
And her soul began
To fill in the scenes
To the eyes that held
Unfulfilled dreams.
The curtains fell down
And she was long forgotten
In a whole dark world.
Someone once claimed
To love her boundless
And that was her hope
To go on endless.
But now that she was lost,
None looked her way.
It was all bleak...
The paradise she imagined
Because of him...
Now;hasn't time uncurtained
The reality of those dreams?
Leaving a scar never to be healed.©unloved_poetries
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Tell me when you find a heart
Where you feel home again
And I'll believe we were never meant
To hold each other's hand.
©unloved_poetries
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My soul smiles when I find solace in solitude
The serenity nature offers - a true serendipity
©ak_anjali_daydreamzz -
_delta
3d
Can I have a moment
before I go?
you look like a movie
you sound like a song. -
atticoftheheart
2w
Read MoreI never wanted to make anyone smile
As much as I wanted to make you
Your smile sometimes
Rare
Occasionally common
Is most wonderful thing
I can think of
So smile please
Laugh for me
Your smile gave me feeling
I can't put into words
Like magnet to metal
Your smile draws me in
You taught me how to smile
Your smile
I hope it never lies
The kind of smile
That comes from deep within
When you're not happy I hurt
Curl my body so tight around yours
Wrap you up inside of me
Until you stop hurting
I'm ready to take the sadness
Right out of your lungs
Your smile is so enchanting
Infectious perfect
How I'll go on living
Without seeing your smile.
@atticoftheheartHis smile is strongest weapon
Could cause wars
And offer a peaceful solution
His smile is one thing that
No one would ever want to miss
His smile is the perfect definition of
Pure bliss.
©atticoftheheart -
atticoftheheart
1w
Read More
Kiss me like
I am your savior
Rescuing you
From deep
Dark water
Kiss me like
We are to lose
All sense of time
Lost in this one kiss
Kiss me like
You are leaving
And saying goodbye
But never really leave
Kiss me like
I mean the stars
And the moon
The oceans and
Mountains and
Everything in between
To you
Kiss me like
I am your
First kiss and
You are shy
Kiss me like
I am the last
Breath of air
On a dying planet
Kiss me like
This is everything
You want
And nothing
You want to leave
Kiss me like
You are kissing away
The sadness in
My soul
Kiss me like
You think
I should be kissed
@atticoftheheart
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Happy Kiss Day ❤Kiss me like
I am the last
Breath of air
On a dying planet.
©atticoftheheart -
Oh dear poet !
Dip your quill in a cup of my tears
And write all the love you treasure
On me, I'm a plain paper yearning
For a touch of love, a drop of you
When my tears spill from your quill
Pain meets pleasure, poesy blooms on me
©ak_anjali_daydreamzz -
ummerveeri
4d
When Sadness took over those happy eyes ��
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secret_letters
2w
Read More// unsung melodies of the night whispers over our graveyards still //
#mirakee #writersnetwork #quotes #writerstolli #readwriteunite #julietscorner #my_diary_thoughts #n_zaara #diary #life #temp #random #thoughts #ceesreposts #poem2heart @dusky_dawn @sangfroid_soul @ak_anjali_daydreamzz @lily_love @_mysterious_nights_Sunshine bites like winter chills
The blanket around you brings back haunted dreams
There you are still trying to rid yourself of his memories
Where do the summer rain fog up the window panes?
Autumn leaves are piling up in your overgrown lane
Where do the winter nights surround the city with hazy mist?
All the spring flowers are dying in your garden
The thunder skies shatters up the town's sleep
All the lights in your room are getting scary...
But there your are in the middle of your room under a crooked ceiling
A little too far from the homey feelings
All of his words that never sunk in yet the wounds are running deep
Trapped in a dying heart you are weathering away a little too fast, darling...
©secret_letters -
autumnbreeze
4d
Read MoreJanuary
The sun showered flames of distant comfort. I stood by the greasing smell of burnt whispers. The knit basket contained Iris, smudged in the hope of believing again.
The day looked concerned about the delicacy of love. You tuned the rhythm of bravery, only to be kidnapped by the well of darkness.
April
Every corner of the mushed bed lead me to the rage of withholding. Timid blankets, sharp pillows, nostalgic nightstand, doomed clothes and beloved cigarette butts recited the harms caused by the worshiping in abandonment.
The day redefined how birds mourn for past deeds. You tried to hide the mess of agony, but shunned it at the pavement of loosened sustainability.
September
There are many ways to hail out the rigidity that smothered you. I chose the simple way to decay. The debris from your prolonged livelihood sinked in the harsh water. The rings of the sirens depicted the lucid cries of gathering sanity.
The day witnessed a crime of clenched existence. I wheeled the clocks of disturbance with my own plucked hands. Every single person behind the barrier of peace watched the drips of your sustainability flow through opaque spaces of my fingertips. No one preached the echoed voice of healing.
December
Mundane rituals of drifting were performed right in front of disappearing. The guest list was short yet deliberate enough to create noise of relief. The barren coffin healed a spirit of spilled wisdom. When my name was called, I yelp every bean of survival loaded in me. The tears on despicable faces were of apological deeds which didn't lay amongst the grid of solace I manifested.
The day seized memories of tiring liberty. The grave got dressed in the colour of withered Iris. I brushed my burnt fingertips on the glorifying tombstone of yours. The words glimmered the air with hollow affections. I kept reciting those words on my way to the pilgrim of forbidden norms. The letters still ring on every trespasser who convinced to breed them. The tombstone till now reads -
"Death sees the beauty
of a broken soul.
It hums the whispers
of blossomed tragedy.
I once heard it through
the reign of my beloved soulmate.
I drift with the purpose
of making it hear to all."
P. S.:- Inspired by the intense writing style of @bluebird
#poetrycommunity, #poetry, #poem, #potd, #poemoftheday, #healing, #depression, #writing, #writingishealing, #solace, #rebirth, #mirakeecommunity, #mirakeepoetry, #mirakeepoem, #mirakee, #writersnetwork
@mirakee @writersnetwork @senden_k @_kabir...
No one preached the echoed voice of healing.
©autumnbreeze -
myrrhc
4d
Read Morei prolly won't be posting for a while. i have a really busy week ahead. ✌��
p.s. here's an oldie.memories.
my life has been packed like little boxes filled with memories.
stacked like a building, ready to be delivered.
©myrrhc
