Not a writer but a learner..
# mirakee#readwriteunit #day 2
Day 2 ..
Aaj khamoshi kuch kamosh si haii.. Lagta hai naraaz si haii.. Aaj mausam kuch aacha sa hai..Chai pena ka bahana sa hai..Yeh aakhe kisi ko dhondte si hai...Yeh dil kisi ko poojta sa hai .Aaj khamoshi kuch kamosh si hai... ©anonymous_nerd
Day 1 ...
Aaj ka dinn harr din jaisa hi hai.. subha uth ke lagta hai kuch naya ahsaas sa hai... Sardii itni hai poocho mat... Sooraj kabhi kabhi hi nazar aata hai aasa lagta hai jaise chupane chupayii khel raha ho... Thandi thandi hawa kuch aachi si hai... kuch sachi sii hai..Gharam gharam kangri se thoda lagaav sa hogaya hai.. Aapna sa lagta hai... Chinar kai pate hare se peelai hokai ghirne lage hai... Khoosoorti unki,Zabardast... Ab baraf ka intezaar hai unn patu ko aaur mughay bhi .. Aaj ka din harr din jaisa hi hai bas ek alag ahsaas sa hai ...©anonymous_nerd
My moods don't just swing_ They bounce, recoil, rebound , oscillate, fluctuate and occasionally pirouette..
It came like a thunderstorm, Loud and sudden . And we fell like the rain,Quietly..
Woh bolte rahe , Hum sunte rahe, Jawaab aakhon mai tha, Woh lafzon mai dhundte rahe..
Petal by petal i am falling apart, falling apart from my receptacle©ali_na
Kabhi khud ke mann ko mar ke dosru ka bhi sochna chahiye.. Kya pata doosru ki khushi dekh ke aap apna gham bhool gawo©anonymous_nerd
# mirakee # deep thoughts
Cut that never healed, blood never coagulated, drop by drop it bleed..©anonymous_nerd
Mask on and people off©anonymous_nerd
"Originality is original no one can copy it"
Kinda busy these days, so I won't be here much. Love you loads!This piece is fully inspired by the bg, which I found in Pinterest. @writersnetwork thanks a million for the repost. You guys are the best! ✨________________________________________________SLEEPLESS
They told me
But the sheep refuse to jump
And sleep refuses to come
So it's just me and them
On the too large bed
And they've crawled over to your side…
Mussed up the sheets…
Straightened the pillows…
So that when I lean over
To inhale the lingering scent
Of the perfume I gave you last Valentines…
A wad of wool goes up my nose
Till I'm spitting out pieces
Of my broken heart
With every other cough
And you just watch
Smiling from your photo frame
On the bedside table
The sheep and I
We stare at you
At kiss swollen lips
And cotton candy stained fingers
The brightest flame
Among the carnival lights
"We" means, me and my sleepless nights
It's been so long
Since "We" meant
"You" and "Me". 2021.04.20Written rights : ©a_gentilischi PC:Pinterest #sleepless #love #end #pod#mirakee #writersnetwork #writersbay@mirakee @writersnetwork @writersbay#life #thoughts #reality #heartbreak#night #memories #wnreagent
Scars;Scars all over my face;Keeping the acne and blemishes aside;The spots of hatred;The marks of judgments;And hundreds of pores complaining;To me ; about me!Glancing at the person out there ; in the mirror,"This isn't me" i shouted."This can't be me" i cried.None of my plea really made sense;The scars were gifted;By me ; to me!I got hushed but the mirror pursued;My other self was laughing;Giggling about my insecurities;Howling ; seeing me getting feeble;And grinning seeing fears invading;Inside me ; by me!I splashed water on my face;In a hope of losing my scars;In a wait of ceasing the laughters;And a forever commitmet of smile;To me ; by me!I raised up and stared at the mirror;With darker scars;Amplified laughters;And deeper sorrows entangled;With me ; by me!©_inkblot_#pod #mirakee #writersnetwork #nomirrors #wod@mirakee PS - Thankyou @writersnetwork for the repost ; this just means the world to me❤ @elusive_me @my_cup_of_poetry @poetrydelivery @soulfulstirrings @readwriteunite
Mirrors always haunt me;Not with the creepy tales;Not with 3 am too;Neither with a bloody mary;Nor with a baby blue;'My other side of the mirror',Yes it's you!©_inkblot_
as always, we are in the journey of finding and falling for something. and the journey never ends. for we had no ideaall these yearswe had been digging the tunnel deep and deep hoping to see gold minewithout knowing there is supernova inside our headwhich wouldexplode anytime soon. little did we know we were the messenger of our own fate.Edit : thank you @writersnetwork for showering your love ❤
@black_pearl_ ...take a look....