Dear Writer,
©distilled_thoughts
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distilled_thoughts 1h
DEAR WRITER,
I know your predicament,
Letters escape your grasp,
Thoughts buzz around,
Irksome bees inside your head,
Evading your net spun with words.
Please know that you are not alone,
Apasia might make you a prisoner,
Inside your mind, bouncing ideas
Like a ball against the muting walls.
Dear Writer, this is just a passing phase,
Soon you'll be free,
Words will come rushing,
Thoughts flowing unhindered,
The dam checking you will burst, soon.
©distilled_thoughts
#letter #wod #writersblock #apasia #wall #prisoner #thoughts #words #writer
#ceesreposts #reposts
@writersnetwork @mirakee @a_gentilischi @childauthor_345 @soulfulstirrings -
aivsairandhri 3h
Oranges bloom in my memories
Spawning a stale serenade
It greets the sunlit sepia clouds
And rains upon me;
Draining my ephemeral thoughts
It sinks once again
To the gliding peachy waves
Where the sunset yellows
Sails the golden waters far away
Would this be the last debt?...
I once held a quadrifoliate clover
But then the luck yellowed
And once again
The penumbra makes love to me
The pain, penultimate yet pale
Parting day and night
Parting life and death
The last debt would be to give in...
The opal light skidding off
The purple drupelets
Fall upon the pages
As a remnant of a hidden secret,
Beneath the paradise tree
I look upon the translucent crescent
Clinging to the infinite inkiness
Fused with the earthshine.
The debt can wait..
For I chose the 'in betweens',
The darkling scars and damask dusks.
©aivsairandhri
#mirakee #writersnetwork #pod #ceesreposts.
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Singing praises
To God who raises
Me up to joy
My heart rejoices
My heart rejoices
For my God, my King
All praises to my King
©joan53 -
somiee69 5h
April | 11 | 2021
#jelsaoneliner #writersnetwork #ceesreposts #wod #pod @writersnetwork @mirakee @writersbayI rarely or never write about love, I guess it's due to the lack of love within me.
Somiee69 -
_gk_07 5h
Oh ! Please hold on,
This delusional moment might make you feel void,
Trapping your thoughts in the cage,
Appearing to be doorless,
Leaving you in an amaze.
Oh ! Please hold on.
Oh ! Please hold on,
This nanosecond might thrill you with tremor of unease,
Making your fingers incapable to hold your vibrating pen,
Resonating to pour the enchanting spell.
Oh ! Please hold on.
Oh ! Please hold on,
This achromic instant might leave you with dearth of words,
Muting your inner voice,
Ceasing the elixir of bleeding ink,
Abandoning you with nothing as everything.
Oh ! Please hold on.
Oh ! Please hold on,
This anticipation to pen down the whole nine yards within you,
Might leave you with shortfall of verses,
With zilch on awaiting paper,
Permeating to every corner with your notions.
Oh ! Please hold on.
©_gk_07
11.04.2021
#wod #pod #letter #writersblock #mirakee #writersbay #writersnetwork #ceesreposts @mirakee @writersnetwork @writersbay
@_gk_07.
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mishti__ 6h
Dear Emerging Writer,
I know how hard and painful it is for you when you're left in the shades of dark with no words to express at all. Believe me when I say 'I FEEL YOU' because I've been through this phase. But, will you jeopardize something really close to you without even trying to hold on it? I bet that the answer is NO. Because one thing that human being is scared of the most is nothing else but 'LOOSING'. Loosing something which means a lot in their entire life. So don't give up without even trying to hold on it.
Remember the YOU, when everything those eyes saw was everything which is beautiful in this world. Your eyes shimmered as you saw it and your mind made a mess in itself thinking about different views on it and then exactly you found the correct emotions to it. And see there you were, carving each emotions into extravagant lines forming figures of speech. Sometimes you rhymed the last word and sometimes you poured your heart out leaving the lines in free verse. The words which made no sense alone, were brought together by you to make a sense out of it now forming bars and verses. You added magic in the meaningless words and that was a tragic as it was later on turned into a poetry. And now what are you doing? You're just staring at the ceiling of your room with paper and pen on your table taking a break?
You pen down what you see, what you experience and what you imagine. Either it's good or bad, it forms different views in your mind which you share with the world into poetry and proses. But I know that when you feel 10 different things together, you get tangled into 100 different hues of that particular topic. But do you know, 100 different colors when come together, they make a beautiful picture. So why don't you put all of them together and make a mess? Make a mess and you'll see what it turns out into. Maybe it will turn into a intoxicating expression of verses.
Just so you know that, you can leave writing but writing won't leave you on your own. Writing will always hold your hands. You just need to think out of the bubble so that you can hold on it. 'YOU CAN'T WRITE ANYMORE' is a sad excuse and I beg to differ my dear friend. I bet you can't breathe with 1000 thoughts haunting you. So why do you even try? Just write them.
Are you afraid that people won't like it? Duh, stop overthinking. They can't judge you and even you can't. You've to show them the 50 shades of yourself. Which can carve out a poetry out of every mess. Once you'll make it real bad but there is always room for amends. I just want to say that please don't give up. I can't see one more writer jaded and falling down. Write until you breath. There's nothing holding you back.
Love,
Yours unknown friend,
Mishti.
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Holy cow, omg!!
I'm happy beyond my words damn shit.
@writersnetwork Thank you so much for the Kind Repost!!
This is a first
I'm so damn happy!!
#letter #pod #ceesreposts #wod
@mirakee @writersbay @writersnetworkThere's nothing holding you back!
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somiee69 7h
A Poet's Honesty.
April | 11 | 2021
#writersnetwork #writersbay #mirakee #letter #wod #ceesreposts #pod @fairytales @writersnetwork @mirakeeAt the end of the day I am a poet. If I lose or I've lost myself, I'll eventually find myself again someday. It doesn't have to be today, just some day.
Somiee69 -
I stand at the crossroad of confusion,
Which way to go eludes my imagination,
I stare ahead, absorbed in oblivion,
Vulnerable to the antics of indecision.
The melody of life plays rhythmically,
Yet I savor no symphony and harmony,
For discord and chaos resides within,
Putting me on a pedestal of misery.
If I could banish all living memories from my mind,
Severing all ties to the past life I could find,
Walking a path where there is no left or right,
As I match ahead, leaving my worries behind.
But I am chained to this wretched existence,
Second-guessing every ounce of my sanity left,
If time could release me from this hell,
Show me the way to the fountain of happiness,
Where reality and fantasy don't merge,
Maybe the images of gore and death wouldn't feature in my head,
As the zest for life will blossom, never to die.
©cynteevickswrites -
standbyme 6h
Granny to kids,showing her old pic
"I took 2 days off school
once,now it's called
weekend" -
mann_se_ 11h
#letter #wod #Mirakee
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@sumana_chakraborty
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Heartfelt thanks to @writersnetwork for the kind repost🙏💐To the one whose boat keeps afloat on the sea of words
Sometimes you inhale so much of pain
but you are not able to exhale poesies. No matter how hard you try to pen down your anguish, but words fail to be in cahoots with thoughts. In these times, give yourself some time as emotions start overpowering you. Once you feel better & lighter, your pen smoothly slithers on the surface of your perception and cognition. Don’t dash hopes to write. You’re an extraordinary soul who drizzles drops of love on the arid hearts of people. Keep inking, keep breathing.....
Your buddy who’s sailing in the same boat. -
somiee69 20h
My mom said goodbye to her youth, the happy and vibrant young soul she was before she met my father.
Now all that she knows of is abuse everyday, so good-bye to my mom's freedom and happiness.
Somiee69 -
_gk_07 1d
#wod #mirakee #writersbay #writersnetwork #ceesreposts @mirakee @writersnetwork @writersbay
10.04.2021
@_gk_07
(~it's totally meaningless...).
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disisdiplim 1d
#writersnetwork
#mirakee
#pod
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@mirake
#painting by RAVI VERMA
.The lady in the moonlight .
ON
a night full of moonlight, the lady
Sits idly on a stone
The sly seductress seduces the night
The cool wind carcasses her soft skin
like a shy lover
The whimsical creatures of the night dance at her
auspicious presence
Roses grow alive ,thorns scurry away
She waits, for someone.
Her eyes contains restlessness
Her heart bleeds
Her beauty is but a veil
To the ghastly copse that is her soul
She stares at me through the painting
She wants me to know
Something
Maybe pain, maybe betrayal, maybe loneliness
Her story
Hooked me like a leech to skin
There's something in her
Something in her eyes
I saw my own heart bleeding
Is it sorrow, is that all that she contained
In that perfect moment, when the painter stoned her to a blank canvas..
that trapped her , trapped her story
And now has trapped me...
Or is it just a glimpse of imagination of a storyteller's
ever wandering mind?
Yet there's is a dead aliveness in her
A memoir of a painfull mess, a beauty , a shadow of hopeful hopelessness
The lady in a moonlight
An ominous mystery of benevolent woman kind
A song full of unknown melody
A moment of silence desperate to get slashed by chaos
A seedling of madness maybe
A marshland where I find myself sinking into dirt and death
A saga that I might never know
A loss , a menace , another series of sleepless nights
that she will haunt me with her eyes
And her mute eyes will tell me a story which I shall never understand....
©disisdiplim
~The painting by Ravi VermaThe lady in the moonlight
©disisdiplim -
somiee69 1d
April | 10 | 2021
Thank you so much for my first ever repost @writersnetwork I am so happy!
#writersnetwork #mirakee @writersnetwork @writersbay @mirakee #pod #wod #ceesrepostsDon't sugarcoat the truth with a lie just to please
my itching ears and dancing heart.
Tell me all of the bitter truth, dump it all on me
let it break and rip me apart.
Don't tell me things to protect my fragile heart.
Drive the whole truth into my stomach allow it
to upturn the levelness inside of me.
You prefer keeping the honesty to yourself,
but I crave the nasty truth, the one thing that
will destroy me until I am ashes at your doorstep.
The truth builds you, lies only eat you apart.
Somiee69 -
angelicface 1d
Silhouette of words is out now
Click the link in my bio
And grab a copy for you
Also do lemme know
When you place an order
Because I've arrangements with the publishers
Thanks
Happy reading ❤️
@writersnetwork @readwriteunite @mirakee @poetrynowar @73mishrasanju #ceesreposts #pod #writers #book #published©angelicface
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positron 1d
It's sunday evening
and the wind is howling
like lunatic thoughts rushing
at the speed of light.
The rain drops hit the asphalt
like stones being thrown
by little kids angry with
this big bad world.
While I drown,
into your chocolate brown
struggling with striving storms,
I look with tears in my fears
and hands in aqua jeans.
I know we'll meet again
but saying goodbyes always feel like
air vacuumed out of my lungs
and blood squeezed out of my heart.
I hope you remember me
the way I hold you in my memories.
Till, we meet again
like asteroids in the sky
Saying hello, hi while passing by
Then colliding and becoming one
©positron
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*Pic © Stefan Stefancik*I hope you remember me
the way I hold you in my memory.
©positron -
Specks of fairy dust
Glitter
Drops of scarlet blood
Trickle
Love is a mixture
Of the flesh of the mind
And the magic
Of the heart.
©the_rainbow_chronicles -
sid_rulz 1d
It's really tough as writer to give poetic touch to your own wounds what you had suffered. I was seventeen when my mother passed away in my lap it was that moment when I was stunned and speechless and without saying a word she just disappeared from his all senses without saying a word, she was whispering something but unable to speak. So it was kind of silent goodbye which I tried to frame in words.
#mirakee #writersnetwork #mirakeeworld #mirakeeapp #pod #wod #goodbyes #ceesreposts
@love_whispererr
@poetrydelivery
@carrie09
@thelunareclipse
@spicy_sugarGOODBYES
Oh i still remember my childhood days
when i used to say goodbyes in happy ways
don't know how heavy a goodbye could be
when life slips through time nothing stays.
I have seen my mother very sick and weak
her condition was getting worse and bleak
on her bed she gave up her life in my arms
no words, no goodbyes, emotions were at their peak.
Deep in my heart beneath all my grief and pain
scars of your last goodbye will always remain
remembering all the memories of you and me
gives me a smile, I still wear at the sound of you dear name.
©siddharthsingh
©sid_rulz -
onlywarrior 1d
Words are itself dead .
What is hatred,love for me
May Differs to person to person
So I wonder
Why we value words this much .
I wonder,
Who creates RIGHT and WRONG.
Why should I believe in ethics which is define by you
Why can't I make them like I make coffee.
Seriously, we are living our life in someone else definitions
Isn't it is irony ,
Selfish people talks about KARMA
casanova says I respect girls
We are living in democratic country(INDIA) ,still observing inherent autocracy
We are constantly trying to prove themselves in someone else definitions..either it is success or happy marriage
Words have no meaning in itself
I think
Connection is something transcendental
We can't share most of the things we feel
Because bunch of dictionary of words cannot fulfill it
Don't you think
I still wonder .
©onlywarrior
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©onlywarrior -
standbyme 1d
If a child below 18 years of
age commits suicide,it's
not suicide,it's murder!