Miraquill
This Much I Do Know
I came to visit you today.
The snow has melted from the blades
Of grass that covers where you lay.
I should be sad, but not today.
When I was young and not so big,
We used to travel in your rig
To buy alfalfa and bale hay,
Just you and me, I miss those days.
You worried for me near the end,
But please don't worry, my heart will mend.
I couldn't be the man you dreamed.
I hope you saw the good in me.
I chose my path not out of spite.
I didn't mean to cause a fight.
I only hope you understood,
I did the very best I could.
My regrets are mounting with each day.
Sometimes I wonder what you'd say.
If only you could see me now.
I'd like to think that you'd be proud.
There is so much we didn't do.
I wanted to succeed for you.
To see pride twinkle in your eyes
As you watched me on the rise.
I cannot see you in the mirror.
I possess a fraction of your character.
But sure as spring now brings the Sun,
Please know I'll always be your son.
©rhyme_and_punishment
#epitaph
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nocturnal_enigma
38w
Read MoreWrite To Me ~
International penpals, please write to me.
How's it like to have 4 seasons? Write to me.
How long time gap are we? Write to me.
My writings- epitaph of me. Write to me,
dear Miraquillians. Comment. Write to me.
I also like to read your posts. Write to me.
My estranged biological Dad, write to me.
Just like how you write notes, write to me.
I miss you very much. Dad, write to me.
My crush, who blocked me, write to me.
Reply my letter to you. Will you write to me?
Don't return my gifts for you. Write to me.
Myself, grab a pen and just write to me.
One day, I'll read the letter. So, write to me.
Pour it all out, like a downpour! Write to me.
Ideal Heights classmates; Write to me.
What you do for a living? Write to me.
What you like to do? Oh, write to me!
© Nuruliffa Emirah
@ nocturnal_enigma
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* 3.9.2021; 8.51 P.M (Malaysia)
* Ideal Heights was my high-school. (2008-2012)
* I didn't chose the background. It automatically there. So, I just use it.
#Epistrophe is a figure of speech in which one or more words repeat at the end of successive phrases l, clauses or sentences. Itnis a simple and effective way to emphasize an idea and communicate urgency or emotion.
#Epitaph = Something by which a person, time, or event will be remembered.
#WriteToMe #writec #write #challenge by @writersbay
~Write to me ~
(Read Caption)Photo By erica steeves on Unsplash13 5 3
- the_wonderin_soul2 It's heartfelt I love it
- the_wonderin_soul2 There has been a communication gap in each way I see this is relatable in some ways
- nocturnal_enigma @the_wonderin_soul2 Thanks. Glad you love it. Yeah. It's difficult to get in touch, with each of them. Maybe, because most of us like to keep to ourselves, rather than connecting with other peoples.
- the_wonderin_soul2 May be ❤
- shailja33 True that
miss_basu
88w
Epitaph
If I don't come back,
If the last meet is written on epitaph,
Try to find the words for you there,
Which are still written with my utmost care.
©miss_basu11 1
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toxicqueen
104w
Read MoreNight was settling on the
Crevices of my neck awaking
The part of your memories in
The lullabies,
I see your soft loyalty coated
With your velvety lies were
Woven in the beautiful beads
Embellishing around my clavicle.
Your crimson lips opened into a
molten lava and my name was
mercilessly melted in it.
Your love was always like a hot-
Stream from where I evaporated
Without affecting the flow of
Your cascade,
I was always be a blank canvas
For you where your tongue used
To create an art to satiate your
Hunger,
You used to say I see your naked
Body just like a typical colors of
Van Gogh's palette and I'm just
Looking for the color of my pleasure.
You ate the color of my happiness
And left the words of Sylvia Plath
In my every breathe.
Your name has become the tremors
In my veins whenever I think about
It causes landslide in my brain.
I chose not to think about you
But whenever I see you other side
Of my life smudge of sadness start
To bloom into the beautiful peonies.
My spine reflexes the juissance to
My heart which was delaying the
Spring since long.
My words are an ocean of agony
Only creates the poetry of heart-
breaks they tell the world that love
Is not piece of my life so the world
Call me a heartless poetess.
But where this art comes from
Tells you my heartfelt poetry.
Despite million times heartbreak
In spite of causing my sadness,
You'll always be the metaphor of
My happiness.
Because for me—
"You'll always be the poem I'd love
To carve on my epitaph".
@mirakee @mirakeeworld @mirakeenetwork
@mirakee_posts @mirakee_words
#pod #poetry #love #epitaph #sylviaplathYou'll always be the poem I'd love to carve on my epitaph
©toxicqueen83 12 10
- ammuhhh This is soo soooo beautiful
- toxicqueen @ammuhhh gracias ❤️❤️
- toxicqueen @freespirit13 I'm in your debt
- man_of_joy ❤
- toxicqueen @silent_waves a million thanks
patient7
126w
Read MoreI will you take you to my grave
Where Epitaph is full of memories
I love my life and I'll never ever trade
Revolving doors that's all do is swing
Why're you full so much hate?
Music breathes life
Don't hold your breath
Draw a picture to portray
A life worth living not stuck out in the rain
If I have one thing left to say
Please rewind and repeat
If I have one thing left to say
Please rewind and repeat
Our minds are fading
Zombified and brainless
I fucking hate this
It's time to change it
It's overrated
It's got me stealing shameless
The walking dead invasion
Infect a generation
I will take you oh so far away
Somewhere mystical that can only come from dreams
I live in the moment, it's right where I should be
The sands of time will never stop for me
I remain grateful to this day
Music breathes life
Don't hold your breath
Draw a picture to portray
A life worth living not stuck out in the rain
If I have one thing left to say
Please rewind and repeat
If I have one thing left to say
Please rewind and repeat
#life #worth #living #song #punk #epitaph #rewind #repeat #lyrics #music #heroin #hopeless #optimism@patient7
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I have a habit of
Burying
My former lovers
In a graveyard
Filled with grasses
Covered in dew drops,
And I carve poems
On their tombstone
As epitaphs.
©spontaneous_flow_of_emotion10 0
jlaine
141w
Here lies Charlie Brown,
Lord of funereal gloom.
Welcome home, good man.
©jlaine32 4 2
sharmilajuliet
142w
Read MoreGuys if anyone wants me to read their work tag me on #julietscorner . Don't use my mirakee name tag to tag me. If you tag by mirakee profile id sometimes I may miss reading your post. If you use #julietscorner I can read this even after the week. So guys, use #tag instead of name tag.
These lines will be written on tambston of my grave as Epitaph
Image Credit: To it's rightful owner
4th September 2019
#epitah_wt #epitaph #rest #soul #yearns #love #life #temporary #people #whole #julietscorner #bluepup #tod_wt #pod #p2h #poem2heart @mirakee @writersnetwork @writerstolli @poem2heartHere rest's the soul
Who yearns love
For whole life
In temporary
People.
©sharmilajuliet82 19 25
- dishang8614 This is wonderfully written dear ❤❤❤
- sharmilajuliet @dishang8614 thank you so much for the kind words dear ❤️
- soulfulstirrings Wow .. beautifully penned
- sharmilajuliet @soulfulstirrings thank you so much ❤️
- sharmilajuliet @philosophic_firefly thank you so much ❤️
Epitaph
We love, we write and suffocate beneath layers of unresolved conflicts that breed our inspiration back ,to finally write a masterpiece to our raw self.
©loona8326 1 2
qn_chesta
155w
Read MoreFrom word challenge by @poem2heart
#p2h_funword
Used word : pain
Given by @da_vidthepoet
Next word : Light @ishawrites @yashnakaushik @unspokengirl @harleen19 @goddessofpoetry @moms_pet ��
#ceesrepost
#mirakee #writersofmirakee #poetry #poet #writerscommunity #poetsofinstagram #qn_chesta #instaquote #writersnetwork #writersofnigeria #motivationalquotes #quotesofmirakee #pod @okayckay #writersofinstagram #epitaph
Image credited to the rightful owner.Pain
Pain is tough to bear,
Pain is bitter to taste,
Yet when we got stuck in the darkness Of our evil ways, pain comes in to light and redirect our course.
esther, ©qn_chesta20 7 3
- harleen19 Yours welcome
- _____________________________________ pain might pave the path, to a purifying prelude of pleasures , both blessed and beautiful. stay blessed! be empowered, may these experiences guide you ahead
- poem2heart Amazing
- qn_chesta Thanks @equilibrium
- qn_chesta Thanks @poem2heart
qn_chesta
155w
Read MoreThat moment when you let go,
That moment when you let rest
A heavy laded heart,
That moment when you gave
Peace to a deprived lonely soul,
That very moment when you set free
My shrouded withered heart,
From the encroaching cage
Of your lying fickle love,
That moment, is the most
Cherished.
@lovenotes_from_carolyn #ceesrepost #lovenotes_from_carolyn
#mirakee #writersofmirakee #poetry #poet #writerscommunity #poetsofinstagram #qn_chesta #instaquote #writersnetwork #writersofnigeria #motivationalquotes #quotesofmirakee #pod @okayckay #writersofinstagram #epitaph
Image credited to the rightful ownerThat moment
That very moment
when you set free
My shrouded withered heart,
From the encroaching cage
Of your lying fickle love,
That moment, is the most
Cherished.
esther, ©qn_chesta38 6 4
- himanshi_sharma That's very true
- qn_chesta Ok Carolyn... Noted
- qn_chesta @himanshi_sharmaYeah ✌
- _____________________________________ To be set free with a bond and separation, to be cherished for your independence and grateful for time spent, there is a beauty in the way you perceive things.. do write more
- qn_chesta Thanks @equilibrium Your words are inspiring
qn_chesta
155w
The most profitable investment in life is one made in another human.
esther, ©qn_chesta13 0
qn_chesta
155w
The best guarantee of a lifetime happiness is to help someone else stay happy.
esther, ©qn_chesta14 0
qn_chesta
156w
An epitaph
To a great Soul
Sometimes I laugh,
Sometimes I cry,
Other times I'm caught
Between laughter and cry,
Inadvertently roosting on
The brinks of my erratic
Emotions, making neither
Friend nor enemy of either.
Yet equal satisfaction
I derive from both.
Sometimes... but today
I choose none but sit mute
And affect your reseeding
Shadows, brood over the
Times we shared together,
Those sweet and sad
Moments we'd never
Relive again. sit mute and
Wander what life would be,
Without your gentle caring
Voice praying and
Instructing me on the
Reason for life. Sit mute,
Oh I sit mute and brood
Over the thoughts of
A good man...
Over the receding
Shadows of
A great soul.
esther, ©qn_chesta23 1
- qn_chesta Yes... The loss of my dearest brother. Heart still bleeding, can't imagine an angel in that cold deprived and desolate room... Can't imagine.
qn_chesta
157w
The creative rain
The coolness of the breeze caresses the heart, It sends the birds singing in the arenas within, a Song that's no stranger to the ears, a song of a Cherished soul, a soul that Gladdens the heart.
The dimness of the sky creates a beautiful Barricade for the singing birds, against the hustle And bustle of the local distracters, Making one Soul seek the warmness of the Other.
The freshness of the air creates a sweet-Smelling Cologne that intoxicates the mind, Making it Think of nothing but the cherish Soul, a soul that Gladdens the heart.
Oh when this beautiful art ceases, I shall behold the face of the soul, the soul that Gladdens the heart. The soul that exists beyond the creative Rain.
esther, ©qn_chesta21 2
sosaidshravani
166w
"Most love is beautiful
But only some find their place on the epitaph."
©sosaidshravani10 0
thewritingjones
173w
The epitaph of a poet
" Dear love,
Out of all the penned verses
You were always a masterpiece."
©thewritingjones11 0
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malibuu_crone
180w
**DEADLY VIRUS YOU**
never judge yourself by likes,
be a virus,
make one like a million,
be a virus that cant be quarantined,
you are worth it22 3 1
itswordplay
181w
Epitaph
Under this stone
Lies one hell of a fella
Sharp as obsedian
Belly never been yella
Sang his own song
This i can tell ya...
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