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Journey to Photographs
#dustyc
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zeee_zephyrs
81w
Read MoreA dusty bundle of Photographs
Fell off, while arranging the old almirah
Shattered, sprinkled on the floor
With few cassettes and a camera.
Betwixt those pictures of trips,
horse rides, long drives and friend groups,
I discovered an old memory photo
Brought it forward and gave a look.
My mind's eye recalled the reflection of the journey,
You were taking yourself off to another city.
I accompanied you, for this was our last
Night aglow with street lights, at around nine fifty.
Every second of that night had an imprint in my mind
Every word of goodbyes, had my tears in them.
Waiting if somebody would stop you from departing,
Still I greeted your departure but inside I condemn.
Your departure left me brooding
In front of the hearth, with coffee on the table,
The days of togetherness were ephemeral
The memories of those journeys were only eternal.
Later I comprehend, why you preserved,
The silliest of memories in those slim papers
Keeping them as souvenirs of our friendship,
Lullaby of our merry days each whisper.
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©zaalima_zeee
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/When summer bids adieu
to start anew/
Hailing the advent of autumn
leaves fall in ecstasy on the ground
Bare stems miss their leaves green
Fields turn brown n’ lose their sheen
Mellowed sun spreads its pale rays
on barren meadows and heaps of hay
Showering on earth are lexicons from nature
spreading pages of poetic literature
Leaves carry death on their dusty wings
to be buried in the lap of Mother Earth
to sprout in spring
Autumn gifts the poets bounty
of metaphors
to write verses on naked stems of October.....
©preetkanwal30.10.202084 48 37
- sahnah Too beautiful piece ❤️❤️
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- raghavendran @preetkanwal. Every season gives the poet substance to give wings to his thoughts and script the changing scenario in captivating poems.
- preetkanwal Good morning with a big thank you for reading my post ,it means a lot sir ,have a great day @raghavendran
- fromwitchpen Beauty
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Suffocated, she tore down the veil that they had stitched for her with threads of their insults and mockeries, and the dusty mirror revealed to her blurred vision a brilliant luminescence that she had long since forgotten she was the emitter of.
©sara_maliha49 16 17
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_mathematics
87w
Read Morethe earth rotates on its axis without shifting once. The lie give less pain than truth slashing hearts when emotions should be expressed at the moment instead of stretching it to a point where everything slips from feet and we just keep staring at the round clock alarming tick-tock igniting the fury inside to bury the body, claiming to be the life, and the soul of you, I embrace on the remembering night.
I have a lot to say the first time but the thresholds of notes are sealed with hidden Yet stubborn gunk holding endless cries and shouts, yells of the curse words but more spells of love to connect weaken arteries of little part pumping red wine for kick-starting the blurred eyes dawdling in absence of you.
Just for once see above the sky feel the clouds gushing down the drizzle crumbling in the coldness to be fade away with the warmth of you packing me close in the arms caressing with all, I have been introduced during a time when you, a girl with no relation to me came for nothing in return rather lend me the life I lost it to the half-mile of time left to everyone to live wholly in the realm of their existences.
time ago, I lost someone in memories instead of reality,
the blur vision of her made me yearn for more warmth but dusty desires with forfeited albums shattered in the midway of barren land-owning shady corners of stress and anger thriving inside every part of the body maiming the soul.
However,
Your presence withered the murky nightmares of lost recall and taught me to celebrate every little joy lending relief. So, will you be the ever horologe to this silly lad?
#dustyc #cloudc #tinsc #blurc
@writersbay #afterweekwrite-upThings I never said
are potteries
Shaped with flower bed
acquiring ample space
to lend a moment of
peace to me with you
when autumn shed
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the_speccy_outsider
87w
Read MoreIt only takes a moonlit night, a soft zephyr, a secluded hill, utmost tranquility, topped with scintillating hues of the night sky. And at last, garnished with the company of your loved one. Makes a perfect recipe of cosiness.
Cradling our dusty memories of proximity, whilst the stars twinkle with shimmering audacity. Reminding us of the times betwixt darkness, we held each other, protecting our light of everlasting love.
Nights are enchanting, if one knows how to make the most out of them. The divinely mystical clouds encompassing us, obliterating malice of bad memories. The translucent fog crawling besides us, eradicating the feeling of being forlorn. Nature helping us rekindle our reveries.
Happiness is nothing but seeing your beloved. The heartbeats creating a cacophony of comfort. Crowning each other as the ruler of this orchestrated music of hearts. Being the reason of existence of this everlasting love.
//The thing I never said, is that I am because you are. This bond of ours is for eternity. Never let any perpetrators pollute it. For it is a war, against the enemies of love.
The ones who despise this pure feeling. Labelling it with names, preposterous as they might be. None bestowed them the power to decide. It is a free world with a free will handed out to all.
Choice is a question of the individual and not for the society to decide. Let the season of love be celebrated as it should be.
With Red being the colour of Rose and not of Blood//
©the_speccy_outsider
#writingcontest #creativearena #tinsc #dustyc #picturec #ubuntuc #recipec #haikucUbuntu
Amidst the garden
Flowers of love do entice
Loathed, are rusty thornsPhoto By Geoffroy Hauwen on Unsplash72 46 28
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- antheia_ Eloquent
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say_me_krish
87w
Read MoreI have tried to compare vase with love here. Love is called sacred and antique, and is said to hold Priceless auras. But the very reality is that Love is a bittersweet feeling, a coffee bean in a meal for a lifetime. It is all broken at the end with sharp ends of sorrows piercing every fragment of yours. Love has lost it vibes as a dandelion to the wind these days.
~say_me_krish
P.S: I have not used even a single unnecessary space to keep the shape intact, and so I'm happy :D
@writersnetwork THANKS FOR REPOSTING (50, 6)
#skp_writes #dustyc #concretepoetry #concrete #wnnkrishA BROKEN (V/PH)ASE
There rests the prized possession-
a heirloom porcelain amphora
holding charismatic rouge
tinted flowers making
love with the wind
which flows only to see
beams and blooms on those
salmon lips. The wooden teapoy
holds all memories inside its shelves
for it knows that smiles will meet glooms
one fine day, and flowers will wilt with the moon
for phases of voids, together. Fresh paints upon the
pulchritudinous piece has now found dusty tints within.
Once adored by every guest, it is now a derelict, sleepin'
in the corner of the room which none entered recently.
The smooth hands which cleansed filth has drowned
inside those illusionary satisfying games involving
checkmates of shattering the king of hearts into
bruised pawns, smaller than the bijou protons
whose living feels pointless, yet prominent.
The rose bouquets gifted with affections,
concerns and varietal auras of flying
butterflies have frozen n' drooped
with time's rays of disgrace on
the head making straight n'
direct contacts; souls are
im(mortal) existences.
Those who say love
is a magic forget
to add on that
prefix called
aphotic. Vases
are meant to shatter
and mark their departures.
~S r i K r i s h n a P S | Oct 29, 2020.310 137 94
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say_me_krish
@kairos_ Fine, maybe. *_* XD
Wau? -
kairos_
Maybe kya hota hein? -_-
I'm okay I think. *grins*
How are assignments and projects treating you? -
say_me_krish
@kairos_
Well, I'm gonna sit overnight, then complete that bundle of mess, then post something here *_* - say_me_krish They're treating me fricking bad along with my extra live classes *_*
- say_me_krish @kairos_ What has this place become in just two days when I wasn't here omg omfg?!!!
aesthetexx
87w
Read MoreYou still occupy that part of my heart,
Safest I may say,
All covered in dust,
The tiny corner still has your name etched in glitter.
My favourite book?
It's kept at the last of the top of my bookshelf,
All adorned with dust,
Still there,
well, I have learnt it by heart.
My first diary,
Ha! I was a kid of ten,
It still makes me smile,
Damn! How stupid I was.
And then my first ever poetry,
I still remember how the words oozed out of me,
Like the water flowing after overcoming the big-big rock,
It's still there, safe in my cupboard,
Below heaps of new commers,
Yellowed with age,
With the half torn barbie stickers I decorated it with.
The letters you wrote for me?
Are still in those brown envelopes addressing my name,
The musty smell mingled with your scent,
Still hits my nose, tingling it hard.
And the memories, all of them,
All soot laden,
Still reverberate in my mind.
And the smiles,
Of all the people,
cherished in my heart forever,
All of them are kept,
Bejeweled with the sparkling dust.
//Because it's the dustiest things that are the most beautiful,
On which we refuse to give up.//
~ Ananya
#dustyc.
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aesthetexx
@jackie_sparrow I'll try again today. Will post it again. :"(((
While correcting it, I ruined it fully. Thats why. - aesthetexx @jackie_sparrow was actually trying to make angel wings. ;_;;
- never_ending_stories Wow👏🏻
- aesthetexx @never_ending_stories :-)))))
someone_you_know
87w
The spaces betwixt that dusty diary
hides the stories of the epitome of love and
the tears of the deepest pain of betrayal withal...
©someone_you_know51 32 12
- someone_you_know @say_me_krish yeah I got it. Thanks again❤❤
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say_me_krish
Please delete your mail wala comment for privacy, cz stalkers are in clusters here *sighs*
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bclark2681
87w
Captive Breath
The dusty wheezing that lies
Within my lungs has intoxicated
My air and choked my conversation
©bclark26819 1 1
Her idea of love,
Her idea of a relationship,
It is considered dusty and old fashioned.
Today, love is all about lust
Getting married today
Then due to a silly argument, divorce tomorrow.
For momentary pleasure,
People just throw self respect away.
In some cases, they are cheated
And love turns into hate and doubt.
Her idea of love,
It may be dusty,
But she wanted a forever relationship.
Today, all she wants is to be alone,
And she wants her wish respected.
©bonniesbabu
10/28/202019 9 4
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- writersbay So true, well penned.
- bonitasarahbabu @writersbay Thank you so very much.
- havoc_ So true ❤❤❤❤
bclark2681
87w
Read MoreCredit for picture goes to original owner
#dustyc
#pod #MirakeeNetwork #writersnetwork #writersbureau #mirakee #mirakeeworld #thewriterstribe #writerstolli #poetry #writersbay
#pink #rose #euphoricDusty Euphoria
I gently set a dusty pink rose within
The hands of my beautiful lover, as
Proof of how euphoric I am that she
Entered my darkened world, giving my
Soul a new purpose, allowing me to
Love with newfound emotions and
To live with newfound exhilarations
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starrdust
87w
Read More#random #dustyc #ffossil #prompt @writersbay
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Pardon me if it doesn't make any sense◐.̃◐All the space in my heart
has been soaked
in dusty cobwebs of
vain feelings,
I've been too numb
to absolve.
©starrdust77 29 21
- fromwitchpen Ah
- starrdust @fromwitchpen thankyouu!
- fromwitchpen Most welcome
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hafeezhmha
It does. ❤️
Well fabricated ✨ - starrdust @hafeezhmha thankyou so much! Your kind words mean a lot really
I keep questioning my sanity since my wit is deluged with dusty musings, My musings are inscrutable, since they always quit me in the state of paramensia
©feelstora16 3 3
I relegated all my painful experiences, struggles and memories to dust!
And eventually realised,
they made me who I am,
they gave me my strength,
my wisdom, my resilience,
a profound outlook to life!
they spread my light!
Just like dust spreads sunshine!
©discoveringself
27.10.202013 2 2
wilmaneels
87w
She didn't want to get rid of the dust
It was like his smell clung to that too
It was quite intense
Even the dusty surfaces remembered him
Dust is good they said especially if you look for evidence of something beautiful
©wilmaneels
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- writersbay This was a beautiful read.
I sink into the satin cushions, sulking,
mistaking sleep for an escape,
only to be dusted off by inertia of chaos and uncertainty everyday.
©mauve_121 25 43
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- soulfulstirrings ❤️❤️
- ariel_writes Damnnn
- safflower Ahadamn this is deep
Dusty
Humming ,
Dreaming ,
Wishing .
Dusty memories
That was all one day
Open into world
Of whimsy and fantasy
That day i smelled
To live and feel.
©_diyapatel_17 1 2
In the dusty room of my heart
I locked my broken feelings.
©stelly17 3 3
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mirakeewrites_
87w
Read MoreSometimes, just sometimes, Not always.....
The most beautiful mornings rise after the darkest of nights,
when something goes wrong we realize the rights..
The moon looks most serene after a moonless night,
Its after the storm we are able to see the most pleasant sight.
The most heart-touching poetries are born after heartbreaks,
Its after it all goes wrong we realise the mistakes.
The brightest smile is seen after too many tears..
one becomes the most fearless after the worst of fears..
The most beautiful paintings are painted all with melancholy and pain,
All hues of a rainbow can be seen only after the rain...
©mirakeewrites_
(PS- Well, not always but its true most of the times:") )
#dustyc
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@mirakeeSometimes the most beautiful flowers bloom in the dustiest corner of my garden...
©mirakeewrites_
