#Past

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  • courtneyc02 4h

    Memory

    As the days pass on, you slowly become a memory to me. I am sorry, but this is for you, please do not try and argue. I have been alone for quite sometime, it has made me realize, I can not make you mine. I handed you my heart on a silver platter, only to find that you would leave it shattered. I see you fading from my mind, I really do not want to leave you behind. If this is really what it has to be, tell me so it can set me free. This is goodbye old friend, I truly fear this is how we end. Please do not try and pretend this is unlike one of those old weekends.
    ©courtneyc02

  • ladywillow 18h

    Mum

    So much has changed since you've been away .
    ©ladywillow

  • mmbftd 22h

    Go

    I'm weary
    And I am free
    No posterity to worry about.
    I have a choice.
    Most do not.
    Fate led me to this freedom
    Never having children.
    I see headlines, scripted
    Injecting fear as they inject
    Unknown concoctions
    Into your babies.
    I am hurting for you.
    Your choice and theirs has been
    Stolen.
    Your body is no longer your own.
    Logic no longer stands.
    You say you got protected, yet you need protection from others who are not yet protected.
    Does this make sense?
    I am only an observer.
    I'm in a unique position. I have been in a subconsciously self-imposed quarantine for years now. I do not leave my home. Ever. Agoraphobia is the contagion's neighbor.
    And so, I spectate and speculate.
    And I'm not that woman that blindly trusts, not for many years now.
    I can understand both sides. I believe in autonomy. I believe you should choose for yourself. As adults. But now your children? Where do you draw the line? They are your most important beautiful creations. Your absolute responsibility to care and protect.
    You must begin to follow reason. Admit that something is not right here anymore. It's been this way a long while now. White sun instead of yellow, air no longer clear, sky no longer blue. Mandela no longer dead nor alive.
    Simulation of what we once were.
    You think me irrational, crazy even. Perhaps you are right if I get measured by today's standards. But I am not from this place. I was of the before. Where now their are only simulated shadows puppeteering existence. But much like children getting all the answers from the A.I. yet lacking the life knowledge to process that answer...this current time seems like that. Built on old ways and fading memories of old times, but lacking depth, meaning or weight. This place is paper ready to burn.
    So why am I so concerned about everyone else? Your children? Free will? Autonomy? Choice?
    I suppose I'm old enough to remember that it's what we all fought so hard to maintain. And without those things...are we all not slaves?
    Just free thinking here, while it's still allowed.
    Tick tock.
    I've got one choice.
    I can stay or go.
    But you need to stay, for your babies...so find your values and get ready to stand up for them.
    My best wishes are with you all.
    And this, this is my way of standing up. Thinking and writing and sharing. It's what I can do.
    It's all I can do. It's the least I can do, for all of us.
    I'm not here for likes or hearts or any other electronic phantom of perceived adoration. I'm here to leave a record of what once was. From one tiny spec, one pixel of time itself.
    ©mmbftd

  • madinah_writes 1d

    What happens when peace is silenced?
    Does it die slowly like an abducted child from it's mother? Or it pours out dust of poverty even to the fullest sea?

    What happens to a state where injustice rules?
    Does it die out like the candle of love in our hearts? Or it blinds our sight like that of a bat reaching high.

    What happens if Nigeria divides?
    Would it again, be the gaint of Africa? Or Peace and unity would become the missing letters of the past.


    #simile #word #start #miraquill #peace #unity #justice #nigeria #writersnetwork #writerscommunity #writersbay



    #Anaphora #blackamerican #african #miraquill #bittertruth #reality #beauty #writersnetwork #peace #unity #childhood #past #writersbay #writeup #writerscommunity #freedom #love #relovultion #era #dream #tomorrow

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    ©madinah_writes

  • ananias 3d

    Wallowing Whispers

    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    I breathe dust and disease, I break quickly and with ease, my trembling knees can carry me no further.

    My heart pumps sludge and grime, my bones crack but not from time, the burden weighing me down is pulling me under.

    Haunted by the past, my first mistake and maybe last, when I stopped being myself for you.

    ©ananias

  • alltimefamished 3d

    Unspoken dreams

    She thought of him day and night. Every waking second.

    She was thinking of how life would be if they were together.

    She wondered if she would be working or a home maker.

    She made assumptions about having a happy married life.

    She visualized how she would be survivng on idly and dosa all day, and those variety rice she disliked the most.

    She felt their nights filled with love.

    And suddenly, her husband came over,
    "Is the tea ready or shall I order one cup from swiggy?"

    She answered quietly and rushed to the kitchen.

    She felt a shudder of pain. She chose to be without him, and punish herself for the pain she gave him.

    ©alltimefamished

  • euphoriccree 4d

    Endings,
    Always come
    No matter what.
    Cree Sameon♡
    ©euphoriccree

  • darthgaaru 5d

    The journal entry of a person from the the 52nd Century. They think it is the 52nd century, but I suspect this is well beyond that. Our sun has turned into a white dwarf and space has expanded infinitely. No one believes the other stars, other celestial bodies except the Sun, Mercury, Venus and the Earth even existed. The history books say otherwise, but the ever expanding universe has made it such that no one will ever know of what existed before.

    #future #space #universe #sun #past
    @miraquill @writersnetwork

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    5115

    March 23rd

    The penultimate signal was sent to the telescope.
    Deep space scans of sector 12 had begun.
    As scientists hoped beyond all hope,
    Mission Ortus, humanity’s final frontier,
    Was on its very last run.

    You see,
    The white dwarf, our dying sun,
    With every passing night, it dimmed away.
    Another planet another star,
    We hoped to find a short distance away.

    It wasn’t always like that, they say.
    The history of the 21st century, talks of “day”,
    It says that the sun was once bright and yellow,
    The skies were blue, the gravity was mellow.
    But the night they say was filled,
    With the pleasant glow,
    Of a white sphere called the moon,
    But I highly doubt that its all true.

    The light of a billion distant suns,
    That burned miles and miles away?
    Constellations, nebulas, shooting stars,
    All that is make belief I’d say.

    The telescopes of present,
    They see further than those of the past.
    Not another star have we ever seen,
    The stories of other planets and suns,
    We cannot trust,
    I’m sure its always been a black screen.

    Mission Ortus, only ever returns black images,
    We’ve never seen the supposed golden light,
    We’ve only known the lights of the city,
    The glow of changing neon lights.

    But, if the sun really was ever so bright,
    And not another such star appears in sight,
    Then perhaps we’re children of the end of times,
    The children of the land of perpetual night.
    ©darthgaaru

  • bhavna_singh 5d

    Connected Dots

    There is no 'starting new' in your life; your past will always your shadow, most always visible, but always there.
    Not really given credit, but still always following you.
    ©bhavna_singh

  • brokengypsysoul 1w

    Memories

    Don't be confused by false happiness from memories, your mind has a way of tricking you.

    If you find yourself missing them, remind yourself why they're in your past.

    Don't let the memories from the past contuine to haunt you today, you conquered them already.

    If a dark memory arises from the past, think of a positive from the same time.

    Don't dwell on past recollections, you are ruining today's happiness.

    Acknowledge the feelings associated with these memories, but don't let them stay, feel them, then turn away.

    ©brokengypsysoul

  • euphoriccree 1w

    SOMEDAY

    You promised to never leave but you left.
    Maybe someday you'd realise you broke all your promises
    Because it broke me too but I just had to leave you.
    Maybe someday you'd stop acting like you've moved on,
    All it does is make me sad and feel like I was never important and I'm mad.
    Maybe someday you'd realise I still want you,
    Because it's still you I think of when I fall asleep and when I wake up.
    Maybe someday you'd realise I'm scared to move on,
    Because I have this hope and still feel uncertain if this is really the end of us.
    Maybe someday you'd realise we weren't meant to part,
    Because I still love you and my heard aches for you like it was pierced with a dart.
    Maybe someday you'd realise we could last,
    If only we could come back and understand what we once lacked
    Maybe someday you'll realise my worth and come back
    I just feel this way even if it could be untrue I'm still not through with you.
    Maybe someday you'd come to me and say "Hey, I want you back because it is you I've ever lacked."
    Because that's my only hope and I know it is dope.
    Cree Sameon♡
    ©euphoriccree

  • euphoriccree 1w

    Death Of Your Undying Love.

    Your smile is a lie,
    But true were my cries
    When you played me like a dice
    I couldn't even suffice
    I thought our love would never die
    And I know I tried
    To make us last
    But you made me your past
    And you're getting over me so fast
    Who could ever have imagined?
    That your love for me could end
    And you'll leave my wounds for me to tend.
    ©euphoriccree
    Cree Sameon♡

  • euphoriccree 1w

    What is White?

    The colour of a clear day sky so bright.
    The colour of my fingers when I hold you tight.

    Cree Sameon♡
    ©euphoriccree

  • euphoriccree 1w

    What is Blue?

    The only hue
    That gives you a clue
    Of what I've been through.

    Cree Sameon♡
    ©euphoriccree

  • itsssiya 1w

    #love #brokenheart #loveyourself #loveme #past #forgiveforgef heyy as promised a song with the quote from a day ago I hope you all like it remember to love yourself �� stay happy and stay positive ����

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    Did you really love me

    You told me the other day
    It takes 3 seconds to say that you love me
    3 hours to explain how you feel
    And a lifetime to prove
    You said you were ready for it all
    But tell me now how did our love fall

    We fell apart like glass as it hits the ground
    We were over before we had a chance to begin
    So did really mean it when you said you loved me
    Cuz now I ask myself everyday
    Did you really love me

    Was I just another pretty face
    Was I something you could use and throw away
    You told me I was kind beautiful and sweet
    Now I wonder boy was I just your toy

    I can barely sleep at night
    Cause I'm dreaming of you
    Why can't I forget all the things that we used to do
    Why is this so hard I keep wondering did you like me from the start
    I wish we could go back to being each other's everything

    But we can't and I still wonder
    Did you really love me
    When you said
    It takes 3 seconds to say I love you
    3 hours to explain why
    And a lifetime to prove it....
    ©itsssiya

  • giridhar1529 1w

    I'm happy to delve into the past,
    even if it is to just find out where,we went wrong...

    ©giridhar1529

  • euphoriccree 1w

    Blame me for ending us but yourself for hurting me.

    Cree Sameon♡
    ©euphoriccree

  • euphoriccree 1w

    How Are You Doing Darling?

    You asked how I was.
    And I think why you care
    Or was it just a dare?
    Cause I really fear to tell.
    But in truth,
    It's the past that haunts,
    And the memories that taunt
    Because it's you I still want.
    And yes darling
    I'm doing very well,
    Even if I'm broken and in tears.
    Because you're now an ex
    And you left me a mess.
    Cree Sameon♡
    ©euphoriccree

  • manshigupta 2w

    A Part Of Me

    No, I can't let go of my past they were a part of me too.
    Those times, yes, they were depressing, it did give me permanent bruises. It did take away a lot from me but the end of the day they were a part of me. A portion of me that's a chapter to my life.
    You might think why not let it go... cause they caught me what none could, the books I read had a happily ever after but the cruel conspiracy was always hidden.
    I wouldn't be here, still trying to deal with life,
    Solving my problems, crying over unrealistic expectations that I can't deal with.
    A part of me was there in the past. I couldn't and would never wanna forget.
    I might not talk about it anymore yet they were and will be a part of me forever cause they were something I dealt with.
    ©manshigupta

  • poetic_myth101 2w

    Forgiving Sins

    Little is the man who can trust while being in the dark
    And as he continues to think with his heart
    He becomes trapped in a life of wrongs
    Not knowing that with some logic he would of seen the truth
    And as he looks up with screams of request for God
    To forgive him for he has strayed from that path which was set before
    And as his hands are raised in surrender he request
    That God may bless him once again to find his path once more
    Knowing very well what he deserves
    Remembering all that he has broken all that he has hurt
    While his enemies await in the woods like wolves ready to kill its prey
    He cries of hatred for himself and of shame for his past
    While he isolates himself in pain knowing that this is the only punishment
    As he looks up knowing that in one day he'll be free
    And will face those wolves bit not as one but as a lion
    A new stronger person ready to make amends for his past
    ©poetic_myth101