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#canvasc
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daunting_phoenix 55w
@writersnetwork
#cees_bts_chall#pastelc#canvasc#writersbay
Thank you so much for hosting this challenge Ma'am. Enjoyed this one as well. Love you❤
Song: Run (BTS)
Didn't choose this...I was just listening to it after reading the challenge post, and this happened xd
Makes sense? I got a severe writersblock this time -_-
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《Wrecked》
Vivid dreams, lethal for the soul.
Lucid nightmares, driving the mind insane;
Uncertainly unfolding unrealistic poetries of mine,
I'm periodically penning painful memories.
In pastel hues you're painted,
Smiling ardently as if never experienced pain before.
Darkly tainted canvas I am,
Smirking deviously as if misfortunes are all I see.
Faded like the dull morning sky,
Beauteous like the sparkling night sky.
Can we share stories and secrets between us,
Under this umbrella?
I promise to listen to you all day and night,
Just give me a chance.
I wanna know how it feels to have someone,
Even if it's for a day,
Even if you'll forget this encounter tomorrow.
I'll make sure you do.
I'm not someone to be remembered,
At least not by you.
You're too good...too naive to associate yourself with me.
You are like a sweet flower,
Meant to bloom and flourish under the magnificent sun with others.
I am a wreckage,
Damaged by sins I committed myself,
Meant to suffer in this stygian ruin,
All alone.
~May
------------------------42 37 14~you
a pastel
filling colours
to the raw
base on my
Imaginary canvas~
©penelope_14 4 1- writersbay Ah, lovely.
- penelope_ @writersbay thanks! ^_^
- inner_conflict Painting by yu?
- penelope_ @inner_conflict no this not mine
sproutedseeds 55w
#canvasc#pastelc#writersbay#writersnetwork
@writersnetwork thank you for the like ❤️
This pic was captured by me today morning.Nature's beauty in pastel shades
on the natural canvas of creation
captured through the lens.
©sproutedseeds
02.06.2134 19 14- shaiz_fs Beautiful bg
- safflower Wonderful
- sproutedseeds @morsel thank you so much for the read and appreciation ❤️❤️
- sproutedseeds @shaiz_fs thank you so much ❤️
- kri_k_sni Nice shot
_gk_07 56w
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bohemian_ballerina
Ahh this is soo beautiful and serene!!
- sapna2019 Thanks for the comment and repost
- saloni_04 Lovely..
- summersin Beautiful!
- forestborn Beautiful dear❣❣
bubbly_bluebells 56w
#wildc #pastelc#canvasc
Locus on a single thought pastels hues in the sky basking in the sunshine.
Magenta mirror sparks scarlet red under the canopy of moonlight
More than strength you need an intention as main course to hold on butter during bitter moments
Hence,canvas results twilight and wild child together©yes_she_exists
50 7 10- lovenotes_from_carolyn Oh that's perfect now, thank you!
- rusha_c Beautiful
- bubbly_bluebells Thank you @rusha_c
- writersbay Beautiful.
- bubbly_bluebells Thank you @writersbay
wilmaneels1 56w
What if we view life as a canvas or as pieces of paper
We get to write, we get to sketch
Some writers start a new chapter
Others will add new storylines to an existing one
When you take up your brush
You either add to an already existing painting
Or you choose a clean canvas and start anew
But it's a choice
You shouldn't be judge for your style
Sometimes crooked lines and repeated words bring joy to others
©wilmaneels1
© 0106202117 5 4- wilmaneels1 Appreciate the repost @childauthor_345
- wilmaneels1 Thank you @my_name_is_nobody
- my_name_is_nobody @wilmaneels1 most welcome❤
- writersbay Beautiful.
- preetkanwal Beautifully penned
wordsofsh 56w
I spill colors on the canvas of my face. They are never able to separate white from grey.
©wordsofsh22 2 4bclark2681 56w
Credit for picture goes to original owner
#canvasc
#pod #MirakeeNetwork #writersnetwork #writersbureau #mirakee #mirakeeworld #thewriterstribe #writerstolli #poetry #writersbay
#melancholy #paint #vibrantOwn Canvas
She's apathetic and melancholy
With her life of tedium that's
Been illustrated for her duration,
Rather than continue blackened
And berated, she will, upon her
Canvas elucidate to the world
Her majestically vibrant radiance
©bclark26813 1A writer weaves words
with emotional yarns ,
warp n’ weft them into
spectrum of hues ; interlacing
the wide canvas of life,
stitching with metaphors of creativity
on loom of time since aeons .
©preetkanwal01.06.202168 21 23- preetkanwal Thanks for your kind support @fromwitchpen @sumana_chakraborty @the_speccy_outsider @shaiz_fs @thoughtsprocess, stay blessed
- preetkanwal Thanks for the like n repost @love_whispererr @dishang8614 @rumanrulesneverend, stay safe n blessed ❤️
- lovenotes_from_carolyn You're very welcome.
- writersbay Wow
- preetkanwal Thanks @writersbay 🙏
Magicians
Writers' blood is ink, and their breath is poetry.
Their scattered thoughts try to reconstruct the universe's veil.
Each stranger a blank canvas that fills with colors once they read from their letter shaped tears and smiles.
Writers change the world phrase by phrase. They are magicians that know true words are not listened or read, they are felt with the heart.
Ink away, little magician, show me a new world. Show me life. Remind me our worth.
©bellemoon9920 4 2- childauthor_345 My goodness imageries and metaphors at peak ✨
- bellemoon99 @childauthor_345 thank you SO much!!
- kosachaya Beautiful ❤️
- writersbay Amazing.
say_me_krish 56w
| People who died the eternal way |
A writer is a 120 months young kid who is tired of seeing his benchmates trying hard to memorize a Shakespearean sonnet, weeping upon the fact that the author's rhymes which rhymed iambic metaphors weren't anything to anyone anymore. He decides to write a poem one day, whose verses would flow like oceans through hearts, and would never feel drained of being intonated as dry as dust.
A writer is a twenty five years aged lady who just came out from the hospital grasping the reports in her hands, with a surprise of having a sesquipedalian tumor in her brain. Her husband asks what the introspections say about, and she canvassed it all behind her salmon lips and gave his cheek three kisses, one for lying, the other for hiding, and another, for being prepared to label herself in her poems as a fiction.
A writer is a forty autumns old father who gently holds hands of his dear five springs old child named Metaphor asking him for a promise that he'll never be left alone. His wife Words smiles at the bedroom listening to his speech. She wonders that the poems which are eternal stand on promises given by the child to his father, and feels butterflies flying inside her.
A writer is a sixty year old woman who lately coughed a simile and hiccupped new collocations a hundred times. She sits with her walking stick in the balcony, desiring to have got a coughing disease years before. When she sees her rustic books and frames, all she could focus on with her clumsy round spectacles are spaces between her poetic stanzas, which were promised a few more breaths of words. And yet, they died. She smiles helplessly.
The writer too drifted to the heavens, but what stayed were those artworks. Poems. Words. Metaphors.
~ S r i K r i s h n a P S | June 01, 2021
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@sereiin You were the force behind this piece ♥️
@writersnetwork (73, 13) @writersbay #skp_writes #canvasc #writers #wod.
63 79 29- tortoise You've tagged me literally in your best post!
- tortoise And congratulations on wn repost. I guess, this deserved a pod as well!
- say_me_krish @tortoise Isse WN repost mila hi nhi
- tortoise Oops. Upar mention tha toh i thought mila hoga repost
- say_me_krish @tortoise
The echoes
of my soul are
painted in poetic tones
& wrapped in lyrical notes
on the canvas of
my heart wall.
©300roses14 5 5- kosachaya Beautiful ❤️
- a_snow_white_quill Nice
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300roses
@kosachaya @bhashini
Thanks - writersbay Wow.
- 300roses @writersbay Thanks
milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 56w
She started writing when he left her
Thousands of emotions no one to listen
Thousands of wounds no one to heal
Lonely nights with painful thoughts
broken promises ripped her heart apart
Despondent cracks on the walls of her delicate heart
She started scribbling her melancholic thoughts
Decorating verses with the shards of her soul
Maleficent nightmares morphing into metaphors
She painted her canvas with anger guilt and tears
Her saudade started evaporating agonies of reader's heart
She rejoiced lightening the candels of hope
She kept inking the melodies of love
Capturing the rhythms of nature
She found beauty in each creation of god
and kept building the castle of odes
walls engulfed with the sonnets of love and mysteries
Doors painted with the fictional poetic arts
Windows shielded with the baladries of hope and strength
Floors covered with the doggerel verses of melancholy
Ceilings wrapped with the Limericks of struggle and bliss
Radiating an aura of paradise
#writers #mirakee
#writersnetwork
@mirakee @writersnetwork
#wod #canvasc #JEN_WNLIKE
#writersbay
@writersbay
Thanks for the ❤️ @writersnetworkwalls engulfed with the sonnets of love and mysteries
Doors painted with the fictional poetic arts
Windows shielded with the baladries of hope and strength
Floors covered with the doggerel verses of melancholy
Ceilings wrapped with the Limericks of struggle and bliss
Radiating an aura of paradise
©jennet__56 36 19- milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake @soulvish yes distance doesn't matter cause we all are armys
- milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake @soulvish it's totally fine . I can understand. I love you too. And yes you always have my back. Borahae . You also take care. And study a lot. All the best for your exams
- _elixir I marked it. I am gonna continue from here later. But you, you are so fkin talented and you write so beautifully and beautifully and beautifully. I am just sobbing❤
- milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake @_elixir aye jinja you turned my day and night . Thank you so much for such generosity means whole world to me
- _elixir @milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake You are so sweet Ily and keep writing❤
This Canvas
*Anfractuous- full of windings and turnings
This canvas, nearly half full of invisible ink.
Only to be seen when this life is done.
Where anfractuous roads resume their course of smoothness and pot hole sinks.
Colors brightest spots, certain splotchy fades, some ink runs.
©pathways_of_words26 7 11- soulfulstirrings Superb ❤️ @writersnetwork ❤️
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bohemian_ballerina
Woah!! Loved it!!
- juanogando Beautiful⚡️
- fromwitchpen Wow ❤️
- writersbay Wow.
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21 8 5- rupestral_flower Wow
- mr_coolsj @waitaminute who are u
- waitaminute @mr_coolsj ??
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mr_coolsj
Aree wo ak meme hai
Ak ldka bolta hai aise blue t shirt wala
Wait a minute
Who are u ! - writersbay Woah.
_firefly 56w
The canvas of a writer's eye,
covered in his blood
is never called red,
it's called words,
agonized by his own thoughts,
slaughtering him,
inch by inch,
to paint a masterpiece.
The maze of a writer's brain,
scathed by the analysis
of each atom he encounters,
is a battleground,
for his own emotions,
dying to blacken the pages
of his old journal covered with dust.
The purity of a writer's soul,
is whiter than the whitest lilies,
tinged with a hue of pain,
for none is born a writer,
he has to kill enough poetic thoughts,
inside him for a poetic rebirth.
The reality of a writer's life,
is more of a hallucination,
created out of confusion in his head,
and words are merely a bridge,
to connect with facade of the world,
and a futile attempt to see it,
because writers aren't affiliated
to this dimension.
_firefly
@_sifar_ here you go. Ily❤
@morsel so that you see this post. Ily
@writersnetwork thank you so much ✨
#fireflywn
#writer #canvasc.
147 85 41- _firefly @writersbay thank you bay❤✨
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_inferno
Congrats for wn repost
It's too b'ful. I can't pick lines here, all are - _firefly @_inferno thank you so much dear❣️❣️
- _create_23 Aahhhhh...your poems!✨
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_firefly
@_create_23 thank you sammyy❤
I hope you're doing well
varsine 56w
{I} I hereby begin a tale, written amidst the unwritten poem created beautifully, with laces beneath and up and side, with pearls near head and a little light, i talk about a canvas i tried to fix near to where my orange tree lies and i sit to often lie. I speak of emptiness. I'm here to hear her empty canvas.
{II} "Where she puts her vermilion, i put a few metaphors". Obsession leaves a letter to her red piece of art and i keep gazing and gazing and gazing.Through the window i brush a little haze as i see her eyebrows, softly diving through the kalon she holds. I drink enough of her sleek nose and swing towards the end where i stuck. I stuck and just then blown away, i feel, this is where she breathes.
{III} Staircases call me and i run down. Obviously not straight but by hanging a little here and more there. Something aches. I turn and it's her wide and kind home, she's made out of her body. Her heart. Her chest. I begin to unleash her beats and find tunes missing, i dare up my eyelids but then look down of her "eyes" which if i could see for long, i would ecstatically click my last moments in.
{IV} She wore a gentleman's attire, held the hands of a writer, who's a he. He kissed her through the phases of time, when needed. He praised her on days, he decided. Tonight, pablo neruda's saddest lines are a part of her, her undervalued eyes she threw, she wore the body of monster, a wolf was awake and she painted for him~ what hell used to knock like. Who's this he here ? If you guessed, she's talking to her sunset that doesn't talk of endings but becomes one and doesn't end. He's her prose.
{V}My ink is tired. Her words aren't. We're almost at the edge and her feet's fingers read my mother at sixty six to me. I've taught myself to take loan only from a homeless poet I gathered some tears from my eyes. I'm one. A poet deprives four walls, you call home. They have in them, the warmth one with a home doesn't.This she, to me is my meaning to life, i see her veins giving me all the blessings straight from the stars, i would never touch.
{V} I am the empty canvas, i talked everywhere about. A vagabond who has nothing but still is full of everything. I steal colours from your sky and give you a little from mine. I'm a little guilty when it comes to kindness, i envy her. Every her. I envy myself for being kind at places where sun melts into ice. Her sleeves may not to be to the full length, her dignity shall always remain intact. I state and put my lilies. To my own grave. My ink's abulia whispered in.I took a pause and reflected what i just wrote.
Thank you for the repost ♥ you made my day @writersbay
#canvascHer Empty Canvas
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©varsine25 7 7- queenofmusings This is too good ! beautifully penned ♥
- varsine @queenofmusings Thank you QOM ♥
- born_special_004 Look angel started writing
- writersbay BRILLIANTLY PENNED.
- varsine @writersbay Thank you so much ♥ Im honoured ♥
serrated_ink 56w
In the head,
Chaos far and wide
Thoughts tangled
Up the ride
She felt some effulgence
And then, she writes..
Feelings, Fracases,
or Fake scenarios
are her lime light..
Observing
The hecks nearby
Reading the faces and the mind
She inks her thoughts, on the serrated sheet of nights..
Escaping this world
Into the imaginary craft
Milieu imprints the edges of her life..
A writer's paradise shaded
In crimson red
And her pen bleeds
On the white canvas
When she tells her story
With some brio
To her heart..
#wod #pod #feelings #thoughts
#writers #canvasc #writer #canvas #writersnetwork #mirakee #miraquill
Pic credit to the rightful owner..♥
@writersnetwork
@miraquill
@readwriteunite
@writersbayEscaping this world
Into the imaginary craft
Milieu imprints the edges of her life..
©serrated_ink16 11 6- _srj_09__ Ok
- writersbay Amazing.
- serrated_ink @writersbay thank you ♥
- paperwhites AMAZING
- serrated_ink @theinkdomain ThankU ♥
I'm that blank canvas
Which wants your paintbrush
To draw with your love
sketch while you (fore)play
colour me adding your own
But the background must be
Fulfilled by the desires
we crave for so long .
Your craftsmanship ,
Amazingly astonishing,
The glowing vibrant
Colours spread over me
Can add something more
To your mesmerizing piece of art.
More powerful than the words,
It can leave more impact
Over you and me.
During the days of draught,
It'll bring rain of love.
My cosy , comforting,canvas
You've become more than a mirror
I can see me through you.
©anamika179 2puranidiary 56w
Whoever scribble scar of silence to make life brighter
Adoring the hurdles with hopenotes is a true writer..
Just a try....
@writersnetwork .... ok maybe a read..
#writers #pod #wod #dailychallenges #belong #canvasc
@writersbay
@mirakee
@inked_selenophile @fromwitchpen @lovesmessenger @anautumnleaf ... Hehe i tried to include your username above.. ik it sounds silly.. But thanku for being my constant..
..... Will be active here in bits &pieces for now i will enjoy my kitkat break... :-)Writer
My soul a silent story dressed up in writer's robe
Rhythm of muse all muffled often masked in mob
My ink flows free like brook on withered page
Carrying sediment of life settle down its rage
On canvas of emotions with brushes of valour
I paint love on faded facet of heart to turn it lover
I glitter splashes of pain in my scribbled fury
Spaces between syllables screams my life story
Amidst storm of memories that tickles my bone
I scrawl terrifying truths on terra of lies all alone
Often i hide in shield of synonyms in daylight hour
So i pour love for stars in my magical metaphors
Coffin of crumbled love often splits smilies of fire
I collect pearl of tears to extinguish burning desire
Some read my bleeding verses and title me freak
I shut those echo in line breaks & let my eye speak
Over the years of dwelling my days in this crowd
I write hopenotes of silence to broken heart around
Some days i potray shiny moon adoring its scars
Some days i seize autumn leaves in ink for decor
threads of peace provides shattered soul a stitch
Words Alike protective charms casted by witch
For part of crowd my tales acts as love messenger
For some mere a paragraph written by a stranger
Some call it love ballads crumbled in poetic art
Some call it mere pieces of writer's broken heart
My quill giggles in verses, poems and soulful song
exist as writer everywhere, but only to few i belong
©puranidiary62 76 21- writeforjoy What a beautiful message you have conveyed. I couldn't agree more. Very nicely done
- puranidiary @writeforjoy ❤i m glad you liked it... ❤thanku for your sweet remarks
- writersbay Beautifully penned.
- puranidiary @writersbay thanku so muchhh.. Glad that you liked it ❤
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Thank you so much !!
Yrrr.... how do you write so beautifully yaar...!
Reading you is a pleasure to me.. !
And this song.. RUN.. One of my Fav... This is... Beyond beautiful... Every line... The way... You wrote it.. Is just bonzer... I loved it to the core... .... Thank you so much... For writing this... ...it made my day...! Borahae ✨...saranghae...✨
And I'm doing fine ^_^