Mirakee
Hawa hu
Garm mausam me halki si hawa bankar bahu
To accha hu
Toofan ban jau dard me
To jaane q itna bura ban jata hu main
©____om
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yashvibansal
4d
Read MoreThe moon is a tragic figure. She is doomed to love people and remain when they die. She is doomed to encourage humans, to give them parts of herself but never remain whole. The moon has infinite love in her, because despite her tragedy, she still sends you hugs from the sky. She is far, yet so near, always. She is beautiful and kind, and since there will be no other moon, doomed to be lonely. The moon is doomed, because her love rests with mortals, she is fated to love them in her solitude, and weep without tears when they die. She sees stardust sprinkled all over the Earth, and dead bodies in the sky.
©yashvibansal
11 April 2021
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Image credit to Pixabay.The Moon, A Tragedy...
She sees stardust sprinkled all over the Earth, and dead bodies in the sky...
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©yashvibansal -
Woven strands of golden thread delicately brush agisnt the green,
Flashes of silver make a warning cry that can be heard from a distance,
Ashes are spread in the air like perfume and their heads are cut off in a line,
The brown and wilted are frozen in time as if they looked into Medusa's eyes,
Droplets of sorrow cascade from the hearts of the ones they never got to say goodbye to,
Unkownly aiding the roots of the shadows plastered with beauty.
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Love!
You glow different when you give yourself
all the Love you used to seek from others..
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Peace!
Don't be my peace, I have that. Be at peace with yourself so we can love each other correctly
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_jjaura_
4w
Magic
Ever tried going to the terrace on a windy day and music buzzing on a loud voice with your earphones plugged in? Magic. I know right?
You are there but your soul is floating in the air. Pure bliss! ❤️
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rashmioberoi
Beautifully crafted!
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Beautifully crafted!
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lucifer_says
5w
Never Run back to
What broke you..
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Your voice touches my soul,
Wish I could hear it through air
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_who_am_i
8w
Air
The infinity inside my head
The comfort of my bed
The beauty of the pigeon
The brightness of the Sun
The colour of the daylight
The trees in hindsight
The warmth of my socks
My thick skin for those who like to mock
The sound of the birds mixed together
The kiss of the wind, light as a feather
The leaves, oh! So green
The eagle looks so mean
And the laughter of my friends
Keep me from hitting the dead end
The tears of my family
Tell that there's still hope left for me.
The pencil, the paper
The words, I've become a lover
The feather like touch, the moon like kiss of the Mother
Keep me from going hither and thither.
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spillingwords__
This is beautiful! Little things✨
It’s very important to appreciate them.
I’ll also try this. Thank you for this idea. It’s a beautiful post! - _who_am_i @spillingwords__ thank you so much♡♡
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the_vacant_soul
8w
Read More#ltnothumansc #letter #mirakee #sevenvacantepistles #writersbay #air @writersbay @mirakee Pic credits: My decorative.com
19/02/21
To,
My kindest wind chime,
Writing to you or for you is something that I'm eager to write about; So, I'm writing now. I'm seeing you since I was an infant, your delicate tunes still made our home to have her own melodies. You're here over two decades, as I know. The thing I like you about is your positivity. Well, everyone ties wind chimes to bring positivity and Goodluck in abodes as it is mentioned old Asian and Japenese cultures.
You've been mostly my companion, when there's no one with me, though my favorite spot in home is balcony only, you were always there tinkling, spreading your vibes. I feel very 'safe' around you; yes you've read right 'safe'. As I have unforgettable memories with you. Your tinkling serene sounds are enough to heal me when I was depressed. There are many nights, when I only use to stare you for hours and enjoying your soft, subtle tunes they're just sweet.
No matter what kind of mood our hommies have but whenever, you start tinkling everyone used to get refreshed. Your presence is very subtle and kind. You're there over decades but still you bring harmony in our home. Your presence have an unusual warmth I think, I do not know there's something special in you. Your appearance makes you more perfect. I wish you'll be with us all the time. Thank you for bringing delicacies in our home and thanks for being my companion.
With warm regards,
J.
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The hemlock growing within my heart is poisoning me inside out and my lungs wrapped in barb wires is suffocating me to death.
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rakeshkh
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Dear writer,
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Air
Don't ever break the loyal friendship of your breath & air, you never know where it takes you........
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yashvibansal
10w
Read More
MY STORY
The black bird you have seen
It has been
Me, me, me
For alas, it cannot be we
The fake love you had for me dear,
Has been the cause of every tear
That I have wept,
Many sleepless nights have I slept.
And yet I see you smile
While
With her you zoom around
Whose heart you will soon break,
Her pleas resound.
Alas, I fear
How I nurtured every year
In cherished hope,
While you were slipping around me like soap.
Ah, love is a curse
Cast in glittering verse.
How I loved you
And thought you loved me too.
But one fateful night,
When I was sleeping,
Oblivious of the sight,
Of you,
And of your evil too,
Near me you crept,
While I still slept.
In my heart you drove a knife,
Hell bent on taking my life.
I died
Indeed
But in my soul I still had life
Grappling to grasp the wound of your betrayal.
Off my soul flew like a bird,
Wounded and hurt.
I still caw in your garden,
Your wicked den,
While the evil in you craves,
To send yet another young woman to an early grave.
But fear not, my dear!
Retribution is near.
The day your soul flies,
To the grave of lies,
When you go to hell
I shall fly down from heaven
To your story tell.
©yashvibansal
2019
I wrote this when I was thirteen, two years ago.
#revenge #hurt #betrayal #disorder #chaos #fake #pain #gain #bell #warming #warning #vanished #tears #gravity #air #floating #bird #black #crow #white #sea #sadness #welled #well #long #ring #woe #heaven #hell #hare #hound #wheat #heart #loveNpeace #musings #thoughts #pod@mirakee #daily #challenge #chal #imagination #destruction #whirlpool #emotions #crescent #soul #sprituality #loveNpeace #musings #thoughts
Image credit to the rightful owner . I picked it up from Google.My Story
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parentscutie
10w
Flight of a common Indian girl
This girl is lost
Looking up in the sky.
Where the flights are arriving and departing
The birds flying.
Eagle soaring to catch it's prey
And this girl looking at them and dreaming to be there one day.
Flying high.
So that none can catch her.
Leaving back all the sorrow of the world
And soaring in the sky without any fear.
And suddenly she remembers about this injustice world where love is converted into hatred
College seat which is determined by caste.
Where dreams are determined by their family.
Where Character of the girl is been judged by the society.
Where education system decides the knowledge based on grades
And where career is determined by fate...
Where following passion depends on money you have
But yet she rises up ,
She decides to try hard to achieve it.
So that she does not have to regret for not trying in future
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raman_writes
10w
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ilyookchil
11w
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Tonight feels different
Its the air that feels more clear, more pure, somehow -
It feels like I'm in the middle of a pine forest, basking in the soft moonlight that glistens through the gap between the green needles as the phytoncides try to rejuvenate my polluted hemoglobin.
It feels like a day not drowning in my own thoughts has a gratifying conclusion.
©ilyookchil -
Breaths
Lungs that burst in endless pain,
Air that runs through every vein,
Heartbeats counting every score,
Time is running out, once more...
©karlac -
Oxygen
As long as you are in air humans can be spared for the sins they've made!
It's life! I agree it's unfair
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poetviviyanniki
13w
The World.
A Gift, Beauty within...
Lessons. Revolving growth. Gratitude Creator for the gift of life... The World's innerness ceases from...
Over-consume, chems, greed, over-control, plastics,5gs...
Balance sustains well naturally yes. Yes. Ecosystems revolves connects well. When Rivers naturally flow... nature, natural disciplines, structures, Tradition. Earth's balance... the heart thrives. Yes, I adore fashion, people, market; it's in my blood! Though, sometimes we deeply desire to run.. Cleanse from it all... Balance... I walk path proud, steady, bold..innerness heart runs... Learning how to plant groundedness. Much gratitude for this life that I walk, build; grow!! Keep smiling through while giving back... Vivian.8 1
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sayaliparkar
14w
[Everything and Nothing]
I look out of my window/
And watch squirrels go
Up and down the trees/
A couple of glass-winged/
Butterflies encircling
Each other /I see so many
Things/but not the air/yet
I feel it/setting foot into
My being /keeping me alive/
I wonder how does it feel/
To be everything and nothing /
All at once
-Sayali Parkar
