Mirakee
Daddy
Heard & expressed such conditions
Just never thought to be around
After being pampered for forty years
Now I’m digging old records,
Just to hear your sound
My soul is rattled, I’ve lost my composure
Memories keep running in reverse
Wondering when I’ll be close to closure.
©endofeternity
endofeternity
DOJ 28.11.2017
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वक़्त कभी वक़्त नहीं देता
बस कुछ लम्हों में इंसान याद बन जाता हैं!
अब कुछ ऐसा आलम आ गया है
खुद को बेपर्वाह हस्ता देख तस्वीरों में
खुद पर ही रोना आ जाता हैं!
©endofeternity -
endofeternity
66w
Read More#writersnetwork
Very dear friend of mine from Ohio was chronically ill for years. She lost her soulmate in front of her eyes but couldn’t help. Although, she was haunted by those moments for the rest of her life, yet she kept on fighting, as long as she could. Miss her beautiful & brave soul…this post is whilst imagining her partner’s feelings 🙏Be With Me (2009)
As she swims beneath her skin
Stirred up memories help her float
Albeit shore of freedom visible
Yet the journey chokes her throat
Little touch to her wheel of torture
Spinning her faith for eternity
Tattoo of butterfly fades to black
As she wishes to be with me
Moments of glory running in flashback
When the pendulum of fate struck again
No arms around to protect this time
As she surrenders to whirl of pain
Running from the same vision in dreams
While seeking to soothe her core
Denying herself from realities
Just to find alibis to breathe for
©endofeternity -
endofeternity
73w
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#writersnetwork
Time takes its own sweet time
Breaths are never meant to rhyme
So tell me, my so called love
Does makeup ever make up for what’s obscured behind?Tell Me
©endofeternity -
My Own Sin
Reality distorted, my efforts all but thwarted
I am weary, conquered and defeated
Tread the not-so-often traveled path
Self inflicted wrath
The itchiness behind these scars
No, I am not any saint
It’s just the image I paint
If I could just sneeze
Truth out of your skin
I am
Just a product of
My own sin
©endofeternity -
Take a look at that man running blind
Every time I see him, he stares back at me
Something must be perturbing within his mind
Or may be he is seeking to run from reality
Look at that man shamming to be so nice
With that faux smile all around his face
And the tears he hides paying the price
For it seems as if he has lost his life’s race
Did you noticed that man with a bleeding chest?
Seems if he is searching for something somewhere
Digging inside his own flesh to find the remaining best
Of the words he ever uttered as his last prayer
Could you see him falling within his own eyes?
He has been like this since the end of eternity
Wonder why only I could hear his silent cries
Maybe only he knows what it’s like to be me
©endofeternity -
endofeternity
87w
उलझा हूँ किरदारों में
फिर भी निभाता जा रहा हूँ
होके अंधवत
अपनी मंज़िल समझने में
अपने से पीछे चल रहा हूँ
थामे ख़्वाबों की डोर
आभार ज़िंदगी का जो
आज भी ज़िंदा है
बस कुछ पुराने इत्र में!
©endofeternity -
endofeternity
88w
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You are not his princess.
You are your own queen.
- Nikita Gill
#writersnetworkIn Every Woman There Is A Queen
Debride your memories
Wrap them with jasmine
Efface yesteryears
Be your very own queen
©endofeternity -
endofeternity
89w
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Cut The Cord (23 Dec 15)
This was written while participating in a challenge where we had to pick from given song titles & I picked Cut The Cord from Shinedown
#writersnetworkThere it is, Earth finally in sight
Reminding me of her again
With those beautiful blue eyes
Staring back at me with disdain
This descend might never end
As I may not open my eyes
Meanwhile, I crossed million stars
While counting all those lies
Life has been sometimes kind to me
Hoping for an end to be same
If I could just land beside her
Engraved next to her name
There they are, arms wide open
Behind the silhouette of my Lord
Surrounded by white coat angels
Waiting patiently, to cut the cord
©endofeternity -
If I tell you to slumber with open eyes
Will you still dream of me dying?
Hold my hands and kiss my head
Will you still hear me crying?
Look at the dividing line in the air
Separating my skin from your skin
Drowning my soul in your aroma
Repeatedly envisaging our sweet sin
If I ask you to be on your knees forever
Will you pray till we meet on the other side?
Keep your hands and knees folded
Wrap in my memories within your mind
I have chased horizon, kissed sun
Yet craving for a touch from you
With angels all around, I walk alone
Wondering if your sky is still blue
©endofeternity
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lovenotes_from_carolyn
7w
Read MoreThis is a piece that I wrote back in November of 2016. I felt a need to repost it today. Thank you all for reading; and thank you always for your support, kindness, and your presence and contributions here amongst us. You are all very appreciated. ♥️
#writersnetwork #mirakee #mywordsTHE CALL
by Carolyn Glackin
I heard the call so I showed up.
Eyes blazing, heart glowing, spirit strong and ready.
The voices of the people filled my ears, overflowed in my heart, tumbled relentlessly through my mind.
Anger jabbed me from all angles like the sharpest knife.
Fear stole my breath and nearly suffocated me.
Sadness burned all through me and tried to leave me hollow and aching, desperate and alone.
Hatred, the worst of all, lied to me.
Told me everyone was against me.
Told me to trust no one.
Told me anything appearing different was unacceptable.
Constantly taunted me and whispered in my ear and did all it could to drive me mad.
But it didn't.
Because I remembered that I'm made of better things.
I remembered that there is no room for anger, fear, sadness, or hatred in an empowered mind or in a heart that constantly overflows with love.
So, I went to the top of the highest mountain.
I spread my wings.
I stood tall, proud, strong.
I gathered the largest breath that I could muster.
I stared down into the dark void.
And from the depths of my soul I released all of the darkness into the ethers by shouting out a loud and resounding "Nooooooooooo..."
Then, all was quiet and still.
There was a holy reverence all around me.
And I knew then that I was ready and that I'd always answer the call.
That I'd always show up for all people.
That I'd do everything in my power to keep them safe in my heart and remind them of who we are.
So I do that.
To the best of my ability.
For you.
For me.
For LOVE.
Copyright Carolyn Glackin 11/12/2016 -
hindiwriters
8w
Read More@deepajoshidhawan जी की कलम से निकली इन दो पंक्तियों को सराहें और इन्हें follow कर, इनका मनोबल बढ़ाएँ ।
बहुत सरल शब्दों में ज़िंदगी का बड़ा सच ज़ाहिर कर दिया आपने दीपा जी । ऐसे ही लिखते रहिए ।
आपका लेख भी बन सकता है Hindi Post of the Day, बस दिल की बातें यूँ ही शब्दों में दर्शाते रहिये ।
#hindiwriters #hindipostHindi Post of the Day
उधार में मिली थी ज़िंदगी, काट दी हिसाब में,
दर्ज़ हुआ सब गुणा भाग, कौन सी किताब में?
- दीपा -
shriradhey_apt
8w
Read Moreएक वक़्त था जब तू ख़ुद को मुझमें ख़ोज़ता था,
अब यही वक़्त तुझे तुझ में खोज़ता है ....रोज़ाना चुपके से आकर तेरे क़रीब होने के निशां देखना,
उन्हें देखकर ख़ुद से यहीं कहना, शुक्र है तू किसी के तो क़रीब है,
जो तुझे तुझसे भी अज़ीज़ हैं, शायद ख़ुदसे मुलाकात मुक्कमल हुई तेरी !!
©shriradhey_apt -
क़हक़हा
एक क़हक़हा कैद है बरसों से मेरे अंदर,
कोई सुन ने वाला गर मिले तो इत्तला करना ।
©simplyselva -
रोक नहीं पायेंगी दहलीज़ें मेरा सफ़र,,
परिंदे सरहदों के मोहताज़ नहीं होते...
©deepajoshidhawan -
thoughtsprocess
8w
Read More#selftalk #wod #mirakee #writersnetwork
@mirakee @writersnetwork
This is an imaginary compositionWhen I sit on my swing
my thoughts move faster
than my swing
Sometimes I ask myself
that why I keep on trying
to become perfect
When I know that
nobody is perfect
Why I am so obsessed
with perfection
in everything
I do
And why I need
to prove myself
to people around
Whenever I look
into mirror
I keenly observe myself
And I start judging
my appearance
I keep on reminding
myself that
I am beautiful
I can write
I can cook delicious food
I take good care of my family
I talk politely
I am kind
I am loving
But why I am doing so
To whom I want to prove
that
If I am not better
then I am not less than anybody
And why
Because I am being judged
by people
who are also imperfect
I try to calm my mind
And become ready
to accept myself
as I am
without being worried
about what people
think of me
If I think and feel
I am good
Everything is fine
And my life is beautiful.
©thoughtsprocess -
yamini_sinha
8w
Read More#mirakee #writersnetwork #sijo
@writersnetwork , you made my day. Thank you ☺Memories
They say that time erases memories. Then why do memories create poets ?
The imprints of pleasure and pain paint the planet of personifications
Sonnets soothen the wounds, poems build the channel to their platonic ardour.
©yamini_sinha -
Who is Poet/Poetess?
A Man/Woman with the gift
of expressing their imagination
and feelings in words.
©an_over_thinker -
if love can't heal you the way you deserve don't worry it will definitely, hurt you more than you deserve.
©destroyedestroying -
gunjan1302
41w
बड़े मासूम हो।।
मेरा ख्याल मुझे ही रखने को कह गए हो,
बड़े मासूम हो जलती चिल्म को तूफ़ान के दर छोड़ गए हो।
नम पलकों से समझाना रहा होगा मुश्किल,
आंखों की पुतलियों में रेत भर कर छोड़ गए हो।।
तड़प होगी,
तड़प होगी यह जानते थे तुम,
यादों की गहरी खाई में तभी, मुझे मरा हुआ छोड़ गए हो।।
©gunjan1302
