#beguile

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  • sharmilajuliet 9w

    The Perfect Me Everyone Want To See

    Whenever they get a chance
    They try to make perfect picture of me
    As they want. Some try to
    Get me on a shape with their mold
    Which they belief it to be perfect.
    Someone draw stroke by stroke
    In the belief to enhance my worth.
    Some try to pour colour over me
    To looking appealing as they desired.
    And, someone try to erase something
    From my wholeness.
    My actual picture beguiles no one
    Which i want to be as it is.
    The perfect me everyone want see
    Don't look pleasing to me
    Because, it's don't Looks like me.
    ©sharmilajuliet

    9th Feb 2021
    Picture credit goes to rightful owner

    #like #pleasing #perfect #see #picture #beguile #wholeness #appealing #enhance #desire #stroke #pour #draw #erase #shape #belief #shape #chance #worth#love #julietscorner #writerstolli #bluepup #mirakee #writersnetwork

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    The Perfect Me Everyone Want To See

    The perfect me everyone want see
    Don't look pleasing to me.
    Because, it's don't Looks like me...
    (Read Caption for Full Poem)
    ©sharmilajuliet

  • sharmilajuliet 10w

    No More Love

    Starry lonely nights
    No more scares me.
    Falling raindrops no more
    Brings back pricking
    Memories out of me.
    My pillows no more get wet
    To comfort me. Now, here
    Nothing beguile me anymore.
    No more pain. No more cry.
    Because,
    There left no more Love.
    As l drained out of love now.
    ©sharmilajuliet

  • byintrovert 31w

    Complete version:

    I treaded a path unknown
    Everything looked so barren and worn
    Maybe I did choose to follow my instinct
    To be with you without distinct

    At first I saw the sparkle in your eyes
    I thought it was mirroring mine
    We used to be up all night even after nine
    I didn't know what was wrong with all those time

    You beguiled me with your tongue
    Now you are gone with all the traces
    Leaving me with all the wounds waiting to be embraced
    At the end, I know that sparkle was just a reflection of something wrong

    #beguile

    *I am so latee*. Excusing myself cos of the packed schedule.

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    Beguiled

    You beguiled me with your tongue
    Now you are gone with all the traces
    Leaving me with all the wounds waiting to be embraced
    At the end, I know that sparkle was just a reflection of something wrong

  • veronica_06 32w

    Throes

    Some moments get etched
    in the heart,
    disseminate throughout body and soul,
    Devouring all sweet memories
    And make us ultimately beguiled!!
    ©veronica_06

  • zaha10 32w

    HIM

    There he came
    Walking down the lane
    Beguiled by his captivating smile
    I was in awe of him for a while
    And I met him
    To discover he was a synonym
    Of a soothing song
    Which my heart was waiting since long
    ©zaha10

  • its_krish 32w



    Likhna tho chahta hu....
    tere baare me....
    apne alfaazo me

    Lekin tere baare me bolu....
    itna khaas,Khubsurat lafz
    hai nahi mere paas

    ©im___kalyan
    ©its_krish

  • rita_nova 32w

    @mirakee #doubt #beguile #writersnetwork #writersbay

    P.S got deleted by mistake.
    (>﹏<)

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    Doubt is whether you are beguiled by their beauty or attracted to their soul.
    ©rita_nova

  • kin_jo 32w

    Be you


    We are entities born from a single explosion of universe. Yet, Unknowingly seldom we forget the elemental state of our existence and gets drenched behind the facade of this glittery World. We live our whole life portraying what we are not, rugged under our insecurities.Our day rises in rays of hopeful yellows and ends with diving in murky blacks. But we forget our own colour hues. We meet unexpected strangers and let them add hues to our canvas, called life.

    As the time passes by, I have begun to understand we have more flaws then we think we have and it's a inseparable truth. So accept your flaws and just flaunt it your way. It's okay to be average filled with flaws, in the world of overachievers and under performers. Not necessarily be the last bencher or the first bencher, it's okay to be the middle bencher.
    / life isn't measured by the number of success or failures. It's counted by the Moments lived /
    To keep moving on is all that matters irrespective of the ways- run, walk or crawl. Its better to be one unseen wildflower, safely nestled between the thorns of life amongst all dandellion.

    We are always on an endless mission searching for our missing pieces. We always forget that we aren't one puzzle, which needs to find its missing piece. We ourselves are a masterpiece, a very creation of our own. Under this cloudless sky, all we need to find is a viel of light, a light of our long forgotten strength. we need to dust off the weights that weighs us down and paint our beguiling soul with our actual breathing shades

    / Peel off the facades of glitters and be vulnerable YOU /

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    Thank you for the kind repost @writersbay. You just made my day. Humbled ��


    #beguile @mirakee @writersnetwork #lightc #Smk_we_ch #pod #mirakee #universec #writersnetwork #writersbay

    The line used from @say_me_krish is "so accept your flaws and just flaunt it your way"

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    Set your soul free
    Before world loses its spark in thee
    Be thankful to life, who set you on whirling spree
    For, it lead you to the world of glee.
    ©lovethatneverfades

  • joan53 32w

    Monster of Beguile

    Beware
    They are out in disquise
    They can beguile the foolish, the wise
    Mingle little truth with gigantic lies
    Right up to the skies
    Beware
    They come as wolves in sheep's clothing
    Sometimes as hollow voices shouting
    Just bags of dead man's clothing
    Or empty headed puppets, repeating
    Beware
    Of the beguiling
    ©joan53

  • a_weirdo 32w

    I was beguiled into thinking I could be loved
    I learnt my lesson
    Stars don't chase clouds
    ©a_weirdo

  • mystery_in_words 32w

    You beguiled my heart into letting you in
    The broken shards loved you like you belonged
    I winced as the bits filled your bare hands
    Only to build a gate and lock yourself out.

    ©Deepika

  • chagan_arshiya 32w

    Remember, the day we met at the park
    You being shy and me crazy
    Leaning towards the wall
    Your hair shining from the oil your mom put in
    The open button of your solid green shirt
    And sleeves folded nicely upto the elbow
    The majestic smile you spreaded on your tilted face
    And the small hairs hanging on your forehead
    Your eyes staring from under the bushy brows
    One hand balancing a book to which you were staring
    And left hand in the side pocket of white coloured pant
    Standing in the perfect posture, you beguiled me
    I shook holding your wrist, "You called ME here!!"
    And the next moment of time, you were smiling wide
    I took you to the dark green coloured bench
    We chatted, smiled, chatted and smiled there
    Talked about the books, good and bad movies some politics and some about mental development of children, after a long discussion, we fell in each other's eyes
    We could read the words carved in our hearts
    Could smell the lips trusting and promising something big
    And before I could mumble anything, we promised to meet one week later at the same place at the same time...

    ©futurepublisher

    #mirakee #writersnetwork #pod @writersnetwork
    #beguile

    @ann_07 @shaiz_fs @bouncy @ra_shree

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    Short story

    Standing in the perfect posture, you beguiled me
    I shook holding your wrist, "You called ME here!!"
    And the next moment of time, you were smiling wide


    ©futurepublisher

  • prathyushaa__ 32w

    "..coz HE beguiled all of her thoughts!!"

    - another reason added to "I hate him!!" List.


    ©prathyushaa__

  • dee_lines 32w

    The moon that reflected on waters was what beguiled me to think I could touch the sky
    ©dee_lines

  • nitinnairwrites 32w

    #beguile (Haiku)

    Fate beguiled my life
    I lost what I never had
    A soul left alone

    ©nitinnairwrites

  • pacifierpunch 32w

    As if the candles were burning bright
    and there was an opulence of light,
    As if the darkness was set afire
    and there were misnomers on pyre,
    As if the walls were melting in torridity
    and parts of me were rising in liberty,
    but as I battled my disillusioned eyes,
    I realized the flames blazing off my paradise,
    and , mirroring the embers of my hope,
    my dreams concocted a mesmerizing wonder,
    when,
    I was beguiled by disproportionate scope
    of a distant simmering cinder.....

    ©pacifierpunch

  • the_blue_feather_quotes 32w

    Guiding me are the beguiling scent of the artificial flowers to the garden of thorns
    ©the_blue_feather_quotes

  • rashenree 32w

    Mind is my own
    My world I must form
    If inside I cannot see
    Then outside how could it be

    My reality a blinding lie
    To beguile how far I could fly
    The quo against my potential to be
    What to see is up to me

    The real I see full of illusion
    Deep in the unseen must be my solution
    Now I see must inside be
    All this light we cannot see

    @mirakee @writersbay @writersnetwork #writersbay #lightc #beguile #poetry #pod

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    The real I see full of illusion
    Deep in the unseen must be my solution
    Now I see must inside be
    All this light we cannot see

    ©rashenree

  • sruthi_i_mohan 32w

    The moon beguiles the pain of loneliness


    ©sruthi_i_mohan

  • candyskies 32w

    Rhymes are like dew to your parched poems, but what about the wild, wilted prose, that could never find an abode.

    #beguile #mirakee #writersnetwork #pod
    @writersnetwork @mirakee

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    Parched P(rose)

    //Filling in the chasmic voids
    of your subtle lies,
    Drowning in an ocean
    of vicious thorns;
    unaware of the flowers
    that could never bloom.//

    An artist, who fills your canvas with shades that brighten up your soul, is the one who lives in grey, for he can't afford them.
    And so he paints with his soul, one that he lost ages ago.
    Blood dripping from the tattered skin; you blush and awe, at the sky appearing scarlet.
    Lilac fields hide gloom, under the illusion of perfection.
    The sunflower in the middle of the storm, is filled with a hope that he kept hidden for years, for it was the one that kept him going.
    The strokes of blue that you so carelessly ignore, were taken from his calm, in exchange for a can of anxiety.
    Maybe if you take a closer look, you'll see secrets deeper than the crescent moon.


    //Chaotic and beautiful
    to the far away soul,
    destroying away the one
    that dared to take
    a closer look.//


    The mother who sang a soft lullaby to her child, is the one who is tired from being choked, all her life.

    The soldier at the border, whom you admire so much, is just at the verge of another break down.

    The stars that smile at you every night, are just afraid of fading away into the chasmic sky.


    The writer who soothes you with tales of fiction, is just a bandaged soul bleeding reality. His words are adorned with beguiling petals, deftly hiding the thorns.
    Who is he deceiving? Even his rhymes don't know the answer.


    //Lost amidst the agitated waves
    of nostalgia and melancholy;
    a whirlpool of words remains unsaid,
    yet deeply felt.//

    ©enola