Miraquill
Or is it?
It is me squirming in pain
My insides are in a constant conflict
It’s alright, I whisper
Or is it?
There is a winner in every battle
Atleast some is winning
It’s sorrow, I mutter
Or is it?
Is it just me?
Who hears these voices
The one which does not exist
The one which is all in my head
Or is it?
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How good is, good enough?
She tried, tried and tried
Each day she sought to be better than yesterday
Meanwhile she was losing herself in this endeavour
She’d love to compare it to an infinity ring
When she had summoned all the courage
She asks herself, how good is, good enough?
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The Battle of life
Lo, I sit here in vanity
Flattered by the wind filled with hefty dreams
They call it the battle of life
Vicious cycle it is, I need to keep pedalling
Lest I may fall
Fall so brutal, breaking my insides
Ceasing isn’t an option, till I reach my grave
Anxiety suffocating, melancholy strangling, angst throttling
Piercing through me, their strings so deadly
It’s an arduous effort to defeat them
Lo, they engulf me further
The wretchedness of my heart trickle in silence
The muscles of my leg ache in grief
Ceasing isn’t an option, till I reach my grave
Lest I may fall.
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anne_clara
125w
It was not long conversations or chats
it was just an eye contact
He spoke stories, she blushed brighter than red
They had a starred memory.
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It’s a privilege that we are sent here
It’s enthralling that we can inscribe our days yet to come
But little did we know it’s in our hands
Little did we know, we can mend it
If only we had the knowledge
We wouldn’t have blamed it all on fate
Little did we know we could’ve ended it better.
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Everyday
Everyday I meet a new me
Everyday I unravel a new entity
Everyday I find a new expertise
Little did I know it wasn’t the same me
Everyday I evolved.
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Giving is a nice deed,
The muddle is;
People who can give, don’t want to give
And people who do not have, want to give everything
When will life play the fair card.
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The mere existence of me feels like it’s consuming this earth;
The earth’s so wrecked, that it’s tired of crying
It’s sobbing sadly not knowing whom to vent out it’s agony
It’s enfolded by black smoke
The smoke which won’t wipe off
The smoke which will choke it to death one day
The smoke which is too dark to come out of
The smoke which came from the burning blaze of Amazon.
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How heavy can this get,
Held captive by the cage within you;
Screaming its lungs out to let it free
Squirming and wriggling it’s way out
To just get strangled by itself.
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The surreal feeling when everything in life just ceases;
It’s a battle between you and your soul
The exuberance within you just breaks
It’s astonishing to comprehend that it’s finally only you
What an enigma everything around was
It’s indeed a moment to be relished
The mask of pretence just left us
The disguise which was worn to face the world,is now in shambles
The gruelling phase comes to an end
Face yourself with glee
Now that, it’s only You
©anne_clara
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samsammy
205w
Painting
A human is such a selfish person,
I will prove it as far as i have experienced ,
If you see a painting you always know there is a painter ,then how is that , humans are constantly trying to disprove the existence of God, can a painting exist from nowhere, then how is that ,in case of humans?
If humans have created a very advanced robot ,will he not think it should obey him,
If suppose robot have revolted against you and is not obeying you and it says that" It have created itself "and asks" Who are you?why should i obey you?"wont he feel heartbroken .
This is same in case of God, even he will be heartbroken when you do that with him,
God always wants us to be in a good relationship with him and he loves to hear from us ,he is always welcoming and loved us so much , that he gave his only son (Jesus)to reunite us back to him, who once were far from him due to sin.
God loves you!!
Speak to him as you speak with a friend.
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Don't let the poisonous flower of ego bloom in the beautiful garden of your mind,
It will kill the speckled butterfly of your pure love.
©risingdrop -
Hand me my umbrella
This cloud hangs over me
Dripping thoughts of inadequacy throughout my whole being
I'm drowning in doubts and missteps
Reaching through the bubble for an invisible hand
But there's nothing there to grab onto
This life jacket is feeling more like a bomb that I've strapped to myself
I am tired of empty promises
And I'm sick of barely staying afloat
I am sinking deeper
Letting the water fill my lungs
Succumbing to the darkness that surrounds me
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Solitude
You don't always need people to share your sorrow ,spending time with nature helps at times.
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unimaginative_world
208w
COMPARISON is the root cause of jealousy..
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Don’t just make me a testimony to your happiness.
Don’t call me to watch the skies with you when it’s adorned with stars.
Remember me when your days look sombre,
When your skies look grey.
Find me when your sutures split open,
When your scars bleed out.
I shall be your suture.
I shall be your stars.
I promise to embrace you,
While you tend to your scars.
If you let me.
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amalendu
209w
Black
I looked at the wall
It was white all over
And saw an insect
Black in colour
With a closer scrutiny
I found the black spot spreading
In my eyes everything was black
Nothing else in the horizon
As if
there is a perpetual deficit of immagination.
Black does not find another color to dissolve in.
Black colour gave me a mishmash of remaining fractured memories
and
a few wishful thinking
But I didn't realize it then
It was black all along
Home
Path
Trees
and
a dream in a deep sleep.
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aditya12
209w
In times past I've dwelled far too long..
Smoked the pain rolled in paper..
Dreamt of the story ending up altered..
Turned those pages many a times..
Those battered pages drenched in tears...
And I hope..
Yet the times past..
Refuse to retire into oblivion..
Maybe the past..never passes away..
And lingers over what now is...!
Forever..
