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untwineme
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branthan
102w
Read Moreart of growing up is hard.
it's not a censored version
of a Disney fairytale
you get to watch over and
over again
where the prince gets the
princess and with happily
ever afters
it's a never-ending fucking
race with no stop signs
you fight
you scratch
you crawl
you'll meet people
here and there
and they will leave, but
you'll have to keep on
running.
if you're lucky
you'll find crazy ones
who will carry you till the end
and that's when you know
even if it's fucking hard
you'll survive.
@mirakee @writersnetwork @writers_paradise.
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birajv
102w
Read MorePonder whom should I write my words of love
Heart bleeds when I see the ocean hues flare
Lone footmarks over sand for waves to shove
When the moonlit night ends in blinding glare
Ponder whom should I send crimson roses
My fingers yearning to caress your curls
Thorns piercing deep which your memories pose
Spring has entered endless autumn leaves swirls
Ponder whom should I now hug with passion
Every cell of mine craves for your caress
Ache for your hug withered I stay ashen
Recognise your love now left in distress
Take me in your arms, make our life a bliss
Let us sway in love, and I seal it with a kiss
©birajv
13/2/2019
Attempt for Pentameter sonnet
#reconsider #kiss_feb_love #mirakee #writersnetwork #sonnet #pentameter
Comments, critical views, corrections would be highly appreciated
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@book_twister @once_upon_my_poetry @njram6 @illustris @samrudheepatil @sharmee_m @snehawrites @drsanchitaLost Love
Ponder whom should I write my words of love
Heart bleeds when I see the ocean hues flare
Lone footmarks over sand for waves to shove
When the moonlit night ends in blinding glare
Ponder whom should I send crimson roses
My fingers yearning to caress your curls
Thorns piercing deep which your memories pose
Spring has entered endless autumn leaves swirls
Ponder whom should I now hug with passion
Every cell of mine craves for your caress
Ache for your hug withered I stay ashen
Recognise your love now left in distress
Take me in your arms, make our life a bliss
Let us sway in love, and I seal it with a kiss
©birajv
13/2/2019 -
raghavendran
102w
#The Struggles of a Washing Machine
#The Struggles of a Washing Machine
A disgruntled washing machine, fed up with its life struggles, narrates its agonising tale of woe.
The Struggles of a Washing Machine
O, Lord! The dawn scares me;
A harrowing day it's going to be,
To think of Sabbath or the day before
When my whole body becomes sore,
Trying days for me are these days
Which I am compelled to face,
A pile of dirty linen is thrown in
Just as waste thrown in a bin,
Gushes in water, warm or cold,
As the technician has told,
Special powders are then added
And the finger pushes the buttons coded,
In a split second, I start to spin
With all the linen that is within,
I don't know how long I spun,
But stopped when the job was done,
Wet clothes cling to my body,
Those of the lord and the lady,
Whose beck and call I dutifully serve,
To refuse, I have no nerve,
Then starts another round of spin
To dry the clothes bundled in,
The spin goes on and on
Until the wetness is fully gone,
My body with pain aches
Which, days and days, it takes
To dissolve and make me better,
A word of complaint, I'm not to utter,
By the time I recover from pain,
Another washing day comes again,
Thus begins another whirligig day
And to stop the grind, I've no say.
My story is a very long one,
To narrate all, it is no fun,
Since brevity is the soul of wit,
I conclude my story with this bit.
Raghav R
11 Feb. 2019
©raghavendran -
Dearest gardener
Happiness was our watch word
We fight every demons to excel
Everytime anything comes between us
It makes us stronger
Even when we part
We didn't regret
And so we seal it with a kiss
-flowers -
meenakship
102w
Read MoreSir @iammusaafiir, I'm just an amateur writer
My writing may not be great as yours. But still wanted to try... Hope you like it
@mirakee @writersnetwork
#rroy27 #passionbookworm #jdmwrites #nemorh #rhreads #IS1824 #dreamyreads #bob_201
❄ Tag me as #minu1812
❄ Let me know if you don't want to be taggedEach night speaks
the silent language
of poetry
Elated mornings
burns the dull void
Gist of life is just
a mix of
emptiness and
completeness
Saviour words rescues
from tormenting pain
Leaving some pages
to be filled with
contentment...
©meenakship -
meenakship
102w
Read More
My entry for my challenge #minu_pic1
Things I wanted to say but never did
I wanted to say you were my luminous moon
in my blind darkness but never did as I was afraid
that I might be stuck in eternal darkness
I wanted to say you were my exquisite poetry
my pen inked but never did as I was scared
that my ink might dry up
I wanted to say you were my boon
I never desired for but never did as I was feared
my boon might turn into my deadly curse
I wanted to say you were my ceaseless rain
of bliss but never did as I was worried
that my fertile lands might become
miserable drought of despair
I wanted to say you were the fragrance
of my flowers but never did as I can't
see my redolent flowers writhering away
I wanted to say you were my path
which always guided me the right direction
but never did as I guessed that
there might be a dead end
I wanted to say you were my smile
ever adding beauty to my face
but never did as I was frightened
that I might end up in tears
I wanted to say you were my euphonic music
which I never failed to hum but never did
as I dread that it might become an awful noise
I wanted to say you were my reason
for my very existence but never did
as I was terrified that it might be just a lie
which I kept telling myself
There's still so much I wanted to say
But I just can't
There's no point in blaming my fears
for keeping a full stop on my mouth
I still wonder what would have been the consequences
if I had told you everything
Maybe we would have gotten closer than before
Maybe we would have walked together holding hands
Maybe we would have always been there for each other
Maybe our love would have turned immortal
Maybe our journey of life would have been on a different path
Maybe...
I don't know
But I did know what had happened as I never did
Maybe sometimes...
Somethings are better left unsaid...
©meenakship
@mirakee @writersnetwork
#rroy27#passionbookworm #jdmwrites #nemorh #rhreads #IS1824 #dreamyreads #bob_201
❄ Tag me as #minu1812
❄ Let me know if you don't want to be tagged(Read the caption)
©meenakship -
glassescactus
102w
Read MoreThis was a kind of stream of consciousness, out of the top my head sort of thing. I'm not sure how I feel about it. Feedback is always welcome!
#unravel #challenge #freeverse @mirakee @writersnetworkUnraveled
Why do I always unravel
Like a ball of yarn rolling
Across the slick hardwood floor
The second his claw lets go?
He pursues me like I'm prey
And insists on tangling me
In new and strange contortions
Until I'm a complete mess.
How can I revert back now
To my original form
When so many of my threads
Are loose, unfurled, or broken?
I dream of weaving myself
Into beautiful patterns
Someday, far away from him
And those predatory claws.
©glassescactus -
When I dive deep down
Into the depths of my mind
Exploring old haunts,
I begin to recognize
Parts of me I'd left behind.
©glassescactus -
cherish_poetry
102w
Recognize your own mistakes
And learn lesson from them
It is the first step in the
Path of success.
©cherish_poetry
Vasvee -
acoustic_canvas
109w
Read More#eyes#fierce#bold#strength#mirakee#readwriteunite#writersnetwork#mirakeeworld#mirakeenetwork#messedup#sometimes#alone#selflove#growth#thegoodquote#untwineme @mirakee @writersnetwork @readwriteunite @soulwriter @thegoodquote @laughing_soul @the_bleeding_heart @shreya_svn @pen_and_paper @iammusaafiir
The eyes that have cried the most are the most beautiful
But those eyes are fierce
They are the ones that look at themselves in the mirror
And if you see what they see, you would feel chills too.
©acoustic_canvas
