Mirakee
Numbness,
Is,
Much painful,
Than,
The pain itself...
-emmagrace-
emmagrace01
A trash that he used to love
Grid View
List View
Reposts
-
emmagrace01
1d
-
emmagrace01
1d
I was sitting in the church,
All poised and composed,
Physically...
As I realized that I had been zoned out,
The divine service has already ended,
Guilt grasped my heart,
I walked out of the church with slightly slumped shoulders,
I don't even know what I was thinking the entire time,
But I felt extremely weak and tired,
All I wanted to do was to curl up myself at a corner in my room and sleep,
Then I slept.
-emmagrace- -
emmagrace01
2d
Standing in front of the large mirror,
I was combing my half Rapunzel hair,
I didn't realise that he was watching me,
Then he turned on his playlist,
It was the song with its lyrics that meant for me,
It was the song he dedicated for me with so much of love,
It was the song that never get me jaded though I listen to it every day,
It was the song of My love,
I shifted my gaze to the other end of the mirror,
It reflected his beautiful eyes and his enchanting smile,
I fall for him all over again...
-emmagrace- -
emmagrace01
3d
This morning,
I raised my head slightly to feel the sunshine,
As usual,
His face occupied my thoughts,
And,
Longing welled up in my heart...
-emmagrace- -
emmagrace01
4d
It's so hurtful,
To see myself being killed in several ways,
In my imagination,
The worst part is,
It just makes an effortless voyage in my mind,
As I'm not even intentionally imagining this,
It leaves me distressed by end of the day,
To realise that I've been addicted to suicidal thoughts,
It hurts so much to realise that no one could ever hurt me like I hurt myself...
Mentally
Physically
-emmagrace- -
Last forever
-
emmagrace01
1w
Why would someone that love you so much make you cry?
Why they didn't stop you crying when they could have?
Why?
-emmagrace- -
emmagrace01
1w
Like a secret admirer,
I check his pictures everyday,
I admire,
His light smile,
His tilted head,
His raised chin,
His beautiful eyes,
His trimmed beard,
His neatly combed hair,
He is enchanting in every way,
Like he always does...
-emmagrace- -
emmagrace01
1w
From day one,
I wasn't even an option,
At the thought of this,
My heart feels numb,
Saturated with pain.
-emmagrace- -
emmagrace01
1w
Read More
They'll make you fall for them,
They'll treat you like an option,
They'll despise you for knowing their lies,
They'll make you watch the love they pour on the other one,
Then,
They'll tell you that they love you,
They'll tell you that they didn't use you,
They'll tell you that they wish to split themselves into two parts,Who wants your half part?
Who wants to share you?
Did I love you to share you?
Didn't I fall in love with you entirely?
Is this even love?
-emmagrace-
-
potatoo
3w
Read MoreI made a fresco of you in my heart,
With memories of you still fresh and wet
I keep wondering why you left.
©potatoo
#fresco #wod #writersnetwork
@mirakee @writersnetwork©potatoo
-
Because I refuse to be frescoed by wilted flowers...
Like those beams of sunshine
like those tendrils of moon vines
like the dawdling aroma of daffodils
like those fronds of palm trees
like those hymns of your existence
let me bloom.
I refuse to wither
I refuse to droop
I refuse to fade
I refuse to perish
and you look stressed again with your tensed eyes.
Near the necropolis of my megalopolis,
I bury those shoes of the cindrella
but some fairytales are really awful ; terribly.
near the corner of my meadow
I burn many blue gowns of your existence
because they are piercing my brown skin darling.
I'm the portrait of the queen Cleopatra
but not to be kept inside a museum
let me fly inside the artifice of Rome.
I'm the maple leaf of your summer
but not to be put inside your forgotten pages
let me lie on the sheets of bodacious nature.
I'm the red gulmohar of your garden
but not to be adorned inside your beloved's ringlet
let me bloom and wither on my green branches.
I'm the night jasmine of your December
but not to be decorated with your wretched verses
let me sleep with an aesthetic touch of stormy night.
I'm the breath of a poetry
I'm the sigh of October, probably
I'm the art ; uncontrollably
I'm a sad goodbye eventually
I'm the mystery of Babylon history
I'm nothing ; possibly
Still I'm me ; hopelessly
and refusing to wither again, honestly.
Let me rise
Let me bloom
Let me fly
Let me live for a while.
❛ bidya -
Reminder
If u Rush it,you will ruin it...
Pause,pray & be patient.. -
elusive_me
4w
Read MoreUss sheher mein main ped ki chaanv dhundta hun
Jis sheher mein insaan rehte hain.
Isliye hee toh log mujhe paagal kehte hain.
Jeene ka dil toh bahut kerta hai
Per inn zehreeli hawaaon se darr lagta hai.
Saans rok lun toh phir bhi Chaen ki maut ho
Saans le lun toh rooh bhi faut ho. (Faut = death)
Ped thay parindon ka ghar
Ab hai wahan Insaanon ka basar.
Jungle mein thay jaanwar
Ab hain wo dar badar
Hum Insaanon ki jo laalach hai
Badtar kerdi duniya ki haalat hai.
Nahin rukenge toh pachtaenge
Kahin bhi raahat na paenge
Jo khuda ne banaya usay kyun mitaaein
Abhi bhi waqt hain hum ruk jaaein
Kahin aisa na ho ki bahut der ho jaaye.
#words #hindi #mirakee #writersnetwork @mirakee @writersnetwork©elusive_me
-
How strange it is, to keep loved ones in your heart not in your life.
©Afeefa_Majeed -
elusive_me
4w
©elusive_me
-
.
-
elusive_me
6w
Read More
Will you love me when I am gone?
Will you relive the memories of me?
Will you touch the petals in the gardens
that we walked?
Will you inhale the fragrance of flowers
like you smelled my cologne?
Will you look at the moon and talk to it about me
Will you unlock the songs hidden in your heart
with my thoughts key
Will you smile the way you used to smile when you
looked at me
Will you be able to wipe your tears as I used to
Will you be able to hold yourself the way I used to when you needed me
I know this is what I want
But the thing is I want you to be happy
And lingering on memories for long
won't make you strong.
So just write me in some sweet rhymes
And once in a while sing me like a song.
#love #poetry #words #feelings #ceesreposts #mirakee #writersnetwork @mirakee @writersnetwork©elusive_me
-
jiniaa
7w
Read More//112 days //
It's been 112 days since you left but you were never really gone. I find myself carrying you everywhere I go, to the places we've been and the places that are still written in our to-do list buried in the corner of my heart. It's funny how the absence of something is the heaviest to carry.
The last time we met, you were walking towards me and we could see the pain we caused to each other, in our eyes. We wanted to undo the damage and fix our broken hearts. You hugged me one last time as we sat in your car. For the first time, the silence between us was not comfortable.
You turned on the radio and our song started playing and I looked at you. "Do we make it to the sequel? We all need a hallmark ending and a change of heart. "And I wish I had the courage to sing this to you and make you stay. I went back with a hollow yet heavy heart, filled with unbearable grief.
It's been 112 days since you left but you were never really gone. Last night, I caught myself listening to our song again and I imagined if I would ever get a chance to see you again?
Because this time I'd hold you tight and sing to you, "I'm asking you to stay, the words are finally here. Let's rewind, would you rewind it all the time."_______
©Jinia112 days.
-
elusive_me
7w
Read More
Lakh chupaya maine per
pyar ka asar dikhne laga.
Jazbaat kuch yun bhadke ki
main ghazal likhne laga
Once you are in love
It shows.
As your face vibrantly glows.
You seem to be happy
there's always a smile.
From nowhere,
beautiful poetries you start to compile.
#love #feelings #words #ceesreposts #mirakee #writersnetwork @mirakee @writersnetwork©elusive_me
