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Existence
She preserved her mind for creativity,
She evaluated the categorization of her magical words,
She conservated her mysterious imaginativeness,
And then suddenly after so many years, she gave rise to pourings only to develop magic.
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Silence
Ache do we
For those things
Not said,
Even more so
For what cannot be uttered made.
Languished we are
In that bloated void;
Where the deepest
Hopes and hurts
Make nest.
Fearful are we
Of that benevolent
Space.
For there is no birth of song,
Without womb having made
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jd_771
1w
Read MoreWhy does it seem tempting to drown in the fragile sea of betrothed darkness and misery?..
It's like the feeling that would numb the pain
And once numbed nothing can ever disturb the false satisfaction..
Untill one day your own shadow cries out for help
And you are left alone to join the broken pieces into one again..
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I was drowning..
Where it seemed to be the wallow of perilous dark,
Ohh how fulfilled was the spark
Blubbered out all the misery,
And finally, there was a contented embark..
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A STRANGER
Where was he till now I wondered,
Looking to the moon at night,
I wondered where he was ,
my mind said he is with someone
who he like the most in this world.
But my heart said he is only yours
One fine day the call rang in my mom's phone
Yes he is coming to me, who is he, who was he,
Where was he till now I wondered
Yes I saw him I could not believe my eyes
Yes He was the guy I searched for☺
_Rai
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Feelings of soil on seeing Rain
Waiting I am for you
O rain!
Sometimes you come early
Sometimes late
But when you fall on me
I enjoy you to every vein.
Till now I am parched
Filled with sorrow
Of my death
But when you come
I become green again
Filled with lustre green
I shine again.
O Rain
When you fall on me
I smell like heaven.❤️
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There is a thing on my throat
Something l tried to swallow
It refuses to go down
It now has a life of it's own
Like vomit, unannounced
It spits onto my paper
So the world can bear witness.
It refuses to stay hidden.
My pen bleeds all that my mouth cannot say
It leaves pounds of my flesh in every piece of paper l touch
And one day, it shall bleed me to death...Photo By Lukasz Szmigiel on Unsplash8 0
Healed!
Healing takes time, someone said it before.
But I wish someone had told time dilates as the wounds are still sore.
Confusion, loss and insecurities.
Have become my strength, my power and my amenities.
They said Try, try and try again.
Which now, is my favorite game.
Look how beautiful is the garden of patience,
To me, every bit of it now make sense.
Somewhere in between the process of ups and downs.
I happend so see the light and found my lost crown
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o_herrada
2w
the convergence of creativity and logic is the personality
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sophia_figueroa
3w
Read MoreI wrote this verse a few months ago at a time when I was experiencing boredom, hopelessness, some depression, and just an overall sense of pain -- deep pain. I was hurting because I felt that my purpose in life was not being fulfilled; I was just working meaningless, stressful, and tiresome jobs to pay bills with little to no time left for my hobbies. My hobbies are my creative outlets that help me to cope with the pain of being in this world, and also allow me to truly be involved in an activity that I love and enjoy! I am most happy when I am able to create, be, listen, and live my life with freedom, purpose, and joy. The creative arts is a lifeline, a lifesaver, and a life giver for me. In fact, "the aim of art is not to represent the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance." -Aristotle This is a perspective I agree with -- whether I am going through a painful or pleasant experience, art allows me to take that inner experience and express it outwardly so I can heal and perhaps help others to heal along the way too. ����✨������
#poem #poetry #life #purpose #art #creativity #pain #healing #depression #love #miraquill #writersnetworkThe Art of Living
I have no life
and that's the honest truth
at least, from my point of view
So I live through my art,
my poetry,
my haiku,
It gives me life, makes me whole and free
I am free of the pain
the pain of this world,
if only for a moment
and alive in my soul,
awake in my heart,
and at peace with myself
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- nitin4youalways1997 Yes purpose in life is really needed indeed. Keep making arts and everything you like atleast. So you will not have to go through sufferings and all. Depression comes to those more whom lose their purposes in life so keep doing keep yourself busy in life. thats all the way.
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riyaajit
4w
We always run, flee from uncomfortable situations, any indication or a warning signal of paranoia or fear and loss, we run and run, thinking that we are perfectly capable of evading and hiding when we are in fact hiding in perfect hindsight. We bury our fears, our past encounters and unpleasant people that came down our way. We bury them as though they are painful, and we are very careful when we take a detour into our lives, worrying whether they would pop up, like those crispy baked toasts on the toaster. They are set on a timer and still that unexpected 'ding' is sure to unnerve us. We have always left parts of ourselves, all throughout our lives. Maybe we left them in the worst and unimaginable moments of our lives, and we try to bury it deeper, perhaps burying them with decades and decades of deliberate forgetfulness. Like Holly Golightly said, "you always end up running into yourself". So embrace those parts of yourself that you left behind or kept in veil. They might be pieces that you wrestled with, when in fact they might be pieces that truly defined yourselves or truly gave you happiness . Seeing yourself, your mind as a creative haven, a perfect paradise to revel in, is the most unimaginable joy ever. To bask in the sunshine of your solitude and make yourself a lush, invigorating mindscape, teeming with life and creative life-force, that would be heavenly and sublime...
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the_poeteer
5w
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City shimmering
Brandy full making me alright
Cigarettes making my chest heavy
A few things to make myself a little bit messy
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the_poeteer
5w
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#mirakee #poems #poetry #quotes #stories #quoteoftheday #writersofig #writerslife #poemsporn #spilledwords #scarsonthepaper #poets_around @mirakee @writersnetwork #penandpendulumNever accept the life others try and choose for you!
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"An impersonal divine expression is what true creativity is."
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Creativity.
You don't need to make creativity, you just need to find it from within.
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the_poeteer
7w
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#mirakee #poems #poetry #quotes #stories #quoteoftheday #writersofig #writerslife #poemsporn #spilledwords #scarsonthepaper #poets_around @mirakee @writersnetwork #penandpendulumStill for some reason,
After all these years
It still feels like there's pieces of you
Entangled within my soul
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Pain purifies ones heart
to win the battle of life.
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Smells the coffee
and explore the flavours of creativity
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Guilt
He used to love to break the hearts .
Smashed and insulted many hearts
This was the only routine of that bloody heart ..
The girls were the toy
Which were the only supply of his joy.
Girls cried,
And he always lied.
No no no this wasn't an end
There was an hand to change his game .
Marry me ! He proposed
And she said yes , yes , yes !
He was the "only one" of her choice
She was the last love of his life .
He accepted all his past
And pleaded to forgive him for the last .
Plead was accepted
And hate was rejected .
There was no lust unto him
Byside love was gradually conquering .
Late after many years .
He was the father of a beautiful young daughter .
A caring heart and blissful smile ,
A boy played with her emotions for a while
The tears of her angel
Were the guilt of his dead angle. .
He said aloud in his voice .
"THIS IS A CURSE FOR MY DEED
OH LORD ! TELL ME HOW , TO STOP THE
TEARS OF MY GUILT".
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devilfish
10w
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Blaze
I touch a sunset and it’s warmth
Freezes as it is my still memory
Washed out in cool tones
Indistinct and undefined
Can I find my home?
I call out of the conch it echoes as my home is hollowed
My hollow home
My heart as it follows it crashes like a comet into my throat
I’ve always wandered the shadows of thought all alone
These words comfort me because without these pages to translate my soul they can be there so at least you can if you want to find this one place
Then welcome back
I write so my thoughts don’t scare me with unfamiliar concepts
I don’t want the truth to haunt my morning depth
Coffee cakes and daisy’s midnight breath
In between wires sparking my steps
It’s not going to be of value if it doesn’t resonate in your head as something you can understand and it’s just like I’m stressed
I’m a mess
I’ve seen dark days
I must confess I pray at the feet of my passion and love to see these things livened with ink and my thoughts that dance like flames behind my eyes
Dancing inside as tired as I am wise
Crystalline cracks up and down your white pearly composure and time to think over is all that I need tenderness will be my green clover
Just get here, I’d like it if you’d just come over
Come over
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Slowly
Things changed , she changed
Her flaws were changed ,
Her way of seeing problems changed ,
There was a time when she enjoyed things as they were
But this isn't same here
Slowly she realised she was investing time in something that doesn't even makes her happy
Something that's kinda toxic
Something that was bothering her
Something that was torturing
Just something unpredictable
She didn't realised that giving explanation isn't important infact never was !
everything was , just unchanged
Something that changed , was she
And her letting go turned to be the best phase of her life
©rimjhim_sharma
