The First Breath
Milky pools of dewey darkness swirling
In the morning cup of an emerging sun
A starkness that seems to have spun me
It urged me to draw closer to the morning
I always have felt a shift of the day and how
The most terrifying all started out just this way
All the same
In violent sirens of gradients of washed out grey
And step back into the concealed cloak
Of night where my body can heal itself
From the demands of daylight where hunger
Thirst
And longing ache
Wrapping misery around my throat
©devilfish
#day
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devilfish 3d
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kauthar 4d
Time
Every year...twelve months pass
Every month...thirty days pass
Every day...twice twelve hours pass
Every hour...twice thirty minutes pass
Time gives you second chances
Twice its hours a day
Twice its minutes an hour
Just for you
©kauthar -
Days
Each and every day
teach us something new
Something which helps us
To achieve what we couldnt
achieve yesterday
©explorerjack -
Having a bad day doesn't mean your whole life is bad . There are still good days and all the days in between..
©p_ree_ti_ -
Beads of silk,
Rub against my skin,
It's the darkest night,
Yet there's fire within,
Only the crows fly the sky,
I see a streak of red,
The light is bright,
And the flames dim.
©questioning_life -
onlywarrior 1w
She
Beloved by every single sunshine
Still alone whenever she wakes up at every midnight
Chaos in her head
Still quiet from outside
She is a blooming dale for everyone
She is a hurricane whenever she might
Wretched from every possible side
Still band-aid herself and others every time
She is a rose
She is a thorn from another side
She is love and hatred at the same time
©onlywarrior -
Nights are irreplaceable,
when you lay beside me,on the wet ocean floor.
When calm ocean breeze kisses your forehead,
the moon might be afraid of your celestial beauty.
but days are stark, grey and dull,
creating a big void in my heart.
For, you are my 'Anam cara',
whom I had longed for long.
©poukii -
wordgeek____ 1w
As deep as the trench
Are the feelings of this heart
As dense as the morning mist
Are those untold emotions underneath
As hollow as the deep well
Are the hopes afloat in there
As dark as the night
Seems the future at times
And despite all these whirlwind of feelings
As bright as the hot sunny day
Is the faith of a better tomorrow
When all be good and the heart will feel better
As sweet as the honey dip...!!!!!!!
©wordgeek____ -
"The caterpillar made a beautiful cacoon, prettiest in the forest,
The next day she woke up and changed into a butterfly"
©kajalpawar2911 -
onlywarrior 2w
Holi is the festival of colors
And we played in a very enthusiastic manner
Why we forget to embrace these colors in our daily life
I think our black side hides the white one
Which contains VIBGYOR inside
Or we forget to put a our PRISM like eyes in front of the WHITE
Ohh...what a playful day
Holi is festival of colorful vibes
But now I am astonished why we can't put this vibrancy in our daily life
Are we too stagnant
Or we consistently indulged with our own kind
Or is it our dull time
Ohh ...again an excuse to please our mind
Let's be like a child
And fill colors in life instead of drawing
©onlywarrior
#holi #festival #writersnetwork #mirakee @writersnetwork @mirakeeworld @mirakee #ceesreposts #color #life #play #day #friend #friendlyColours in life
©onlywarrior -
Sometime
Sometime you need to on your brain and off your heart..
©hunter054 -
poster_boy 2w
Bright days doesn't delight me any more, the nights have already confessed all of it are untrue by next day.
©poster_boy -
Suhana Din
Mausam Hai Suhana,
Mann Hai Mastana,
Aao Hum Sab Mil-Julke,
Banaye Ek Naya Fasana.
©sukoon_ke_pal -
Night not day
I used to long for the day, afraid of the dark
Now I long for the night, afraid of the light
©kauthar -
wordgeek____ 3w
"what makes you so special" asked the night
"Me!!!" The day started to reply,,," Oo I am what brings light at every morning door"
"I am what makes people all rise and shine"
"They wait for me to begin their daily chores and to try new opportunities"
"You got nothing as compared to me...ain't that right??"
The night seemed dim and said "I provide them rest so that they may begin their day"
The day exclaimed that it was nothing special coz that's what nights are meant for and how the whole cycle works.
"What's your essence" the day asked mockingly!!
"My essence" , the night smiled and went on ," my essence is that I heal all that is broken by you from dawn to dusk..... I am what makes them go through another day.....
I am what gives meaning to your existence"!!!!!
The day whispered quietly" oh!! So I guess I should thank you then"....??
The night replied" keep it...for I too am thankful to you"
"You bring all new souls n stories for my share"!!!!!!!
wordgeek___
#opposite
#wod #pod
#mirakee @mirakee
#writersnetwork @writersnetwork
#day #night #fairytale
#conversationThe day and the night...a fairytale!!!!
©wordgeek____ -
It aches my heart to come to the reality that it won't ever be the same.
It makes me teary eyed when my thoughts have crossovers.
This zeal inside me to do things is gone.
Accepting reality is like gulping poison.
©samriddhi__ -
_jjaura_ 3w
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! ❤️
©_jjaura_ -
iexist 3w
Realisations..
Every morning when i wake up, I see your beautiful face
Every night when i sleep, i think of your voice, so full of grace
But do you feel the same
Or is it just a game?
Am i the only one who's falling?
Your name, i keep on calling
But i constantly feel that i am losing you
Day by day, the red roses are turning blue
Say you need me more than i do
Turn my unrealistic dreams true
You have been enjoying
But i have been dancing in despair
You are moving away from me
It's not fair
I wish my life was a fairytale
And not so grey and pale
I wish my life had the magical rythm
Like that of the song of a nightingale.
©iexist -
I walk by the street of our memories
every morning and end up in a room
full of pains every night...
©slaughtered_heart -
A Day In Your Life
Wake up to the morning breeze, slowly touching your skin while you sit in your verandah with a warm cup of tea. Take a sip as the warmth freshens up your senses, while you seem to be prepared for the new day.
Walking out from your shower, you look through your wardrobe. Listen to each clothing out there as they remind you of the stories they hold in them. You smile remembering that one dress which you wore a thousand times and yet is your favourite, it might hold the most number of tales right?
As you pass along the busy lane, you are constantly humming one song which seems to live in you since you woke up that morning. You hun into its tune while your eyes wander to find stories in the faces that you see all along your way to work. For the writer in you, they are all snippets for the next story you will write. You wonder if it's the same for others. What exactly do people think about when they see others on their way, or do they think at all? Maybe they merely pass through them without a thought.
The day rolls off, letting you remember a few tales from those hours you spent outside home. You carry some moments from the day, to speak about them to your close person or simply to keep it along with you. However, you filter the tales you made that day and carry them home in little snippets.
The day worns you out , but the warm cup of coffee is enough to illuminate your face. You sit by the television , or maybe sit by the balcony with the book you have been reading for all these times. If you are all alone you might even end up calling a friend or speaking to people whom you rely on. The day rolls out while you head to bed.
The cold bedsheet makes you irk yet you let yourself fall free, while you doze off for another day that's waiting for you to make new stories all along...
©sheena