Miraquill
Yes ,I want you to ask me what's wrong
I want to collapse in your arms
And cry my eyes out
I want to tell you
about everything that happened
That broke me apart
Though we have parted ways
And we are no longer together
But I still feel,
I still feel that you are my only escape.
©swaditi
#escape
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Time to Escape...
Its time to escape
Leave this reality
Hell can just wait
We defeat its fatality
The nail that Can't break
As they lead to come battle Me
The holy grail is at stake
So I need that mentality
Watch the line & their bait
As they bring Their Whole calvary
Be the lions not the snake
Devouring their calories
I rather die than be fake
Its just personality
That combines with my fate
Leaving no fallacy
Shattered lies do forsake
In their sour mortality
As tattered Minds loose & break
Like a tooth with a cavity
How much more can I take
Or is it all fantasy
Im gonna bake the Whole cake
Not just a Piece Of my sanity
I really need to leave or just rake
To find out the man in me
My bones moan & ache
I'd like to curse this profanity
Time is just a loan From the bank
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Sorry
A "sorry" can never ever mend the pain you give to someone or the pain someone gives to you.
I think who so ever invented this word , gave all the wrongdoers quite an easy escape. Only a valid thing can be misused but according to me sorry is and can never be a valid thing to say in response for the wrong you do to someone or when you have been wronged. The mere use of the word "sorry" makes it something to be misused because its mere existence is something which can never be justified.
You already did someone wrong , you already said something hurtful , it already did the damage, it already made them feel miserable about themselves and then a mere sorry does not ease them of the pain they already suffered. I guess more important is to accept your mistake because nothing can relieve them of their pain. But yes, in today's world saying sorry is appreciated because we feed on our ego(s) so much that even saying that one word crumbles our entire ego and when we choose to let that ego crumble and say sorry we are appreciated. To be honest, saying sorry is the bare minimum you can say to someone you did wrong because you made them feel things they wouldnt have felt if not for your fault.
- Anupriya Chauhan
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Promised Escape
Being young is unfair when the minds of such are so small
Luckily, these young minds were not small
in fact... they held the key
Barely 12
Capable of escaping deaths arms
At least for now
Life is in their grasp
What is possible when multiplied with the gift of teamwork
This devil makes haste, working to abolish our objective
"Living"
The time is now to extract what these young minds are capable of
An escape plan, where everyone lives
Now finally, everyone gets to live
At least for now.
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'The Broken wings'. If interested do connect with me at @yuktibhatiaaa on insta. You will charged a minimal amount for it. - drpshravanithoughts Beautifully expressed
Escape
I peer through a window called Past.
The longer I gaze the harder to tell ~ fiction from fact.
I see many lessons, imprints of time.
Some change my life, others cut deep ~ ghosts in my mind.
I cannot stay long, I must look away.
Each moment I spend watching the past ~ risks that I'll stay.
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Confused
Sometimes
The thoughts are so
Overwhelming
So much
The confusion is so
Unbearable
I wish
To erase all the
Memories
And forget
All that I can
Remember
Then vanish
To start fresh , anew
Elsewhere
Begin again
Find a home that
Is everlasting
To belong
Where I'm at least
Comfortable
I dream of it
Even though it's just
A fantasy
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Loser :
I would rather be a
Loser with satisfaction
Than a
Loser with regret
©_sups_13 2 3
- tuggu_ Pablo Escobar once said "As long as we live,there will always be regret about something or other."
- _sups_ @tuggu_Ofcourse! Some regrets Don't let you sleep and better not to mess with those dangerous kinda regrets.
maevee
3w
Read MoreI've a folder with a hundred fifty photo's of you, each photo reminds me of the conversation that we'd, every photo reminds me of how at the time with each photo you'd send my heart would melt a little more for you, how it'd be my solace on a pathetic day and I wouldn't stop smiling at the stupid faces you'd send.
I can see the exhaustion, happiness, excitement, frustration on your face every time I scroll right. I can see you living life in those bits and pieces, I can see the innocence and lonliness in those pictures. Then why is it that I couldn't see that you never loved me?
I wanted to keep all those pictures as a memory of the months we'd spent apart, to remember you when we were apart since The Times I could see you, used to fly so fast. By having the pictures I could see you whenever I want. Then why is that I couldn't forsee that when you're gone I'll be still left with a hundred fifty photo's of you?
There were times when after a stressful, prolonged call I'd come back to my wallpaper and find you staring right at me, I'd blush a little each time. There's a photo of you where sheru is licking your face, technically I should be jealous that the dog loves you more but it's my fav photo of you, it fills my heart with so much warmth, love and happiness.
Now I'm just left with a hundred fifty photo's of you and a dozen voice notes. I don't open my image gallery anymore so that I by mistake don't end up looking at another photo of you since that causes a pit in my stomach, my throat gets dry and I go numb. All I'm left with is a memory of you.
A parallel universe that our imaginary minds had created.. the one where it was just you, me, sheru and our cat. On the days when its impossible to go without looking at you, listening to you and the reality of you being gone strikes me.. I take resort in that imaginary mind, I go to our parallel universe, the one where we're having wine by the bottle and eating strawberry cheesecake in bed, giggling and laughing.
I escape our dark reality, the one where you left me, the one where you didn't forgive me, the one where you couldn't see the light in me in my darkest hour. I yearn for that love and happiness forever even though I know you'll never come back and you've convinced yourself that I'm not waiting for you either. I'm holding onto our parallel universe where everything's still fine since all I'm left with is a memory of you in those a hundred fifty photo's of you.
@miraquill @mirakeeworld #memories #pictures #picturestalk #foreverandalways #brokenhearts #webelongtogether #escape #reality #relationships #complicated #distance #thenotsoforever #liveintoday #gone #bemineA Hundred Fifty
Photo's of You
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kaiotyk
3w
The Taste of Music
Freedom is a beat
the heart aches for
a song only you can savor
words of the wild
too sweet on your tongue
bumping into the corners
of your own mortality
and letting your love
hang loose
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janaranjani_vezhavendan
4w
Read MoreYou don't know where you are. It's too dark all around you. You are alone. And suddenly it becomes too cold sending you chills down your spine. That is when you realize you are not alone. You turn around to see that dark entity coming for you from afar. You run, you fall, you crawl as fast as you can. But the entity keeps getting closer and closer and closer. And you seem to not move at all. Now you see people around you, not noticinng you struggling. Not even aware of the fact that you are being chased by that deep dark entity. You don't understand why you keep running yet not move a bit from your place. And when the dark creep almost touched you, you scream!
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This could be one of your worst nightmares. This could be your current circumstances where you are stuck and everyone else is moving forward. That dark entity could be someone. Someone toxic. Someone whose presence threatens you. Or it could even be your shadow self, coming after you, trying to tell you something, wanting to make you listen to it, acknowledge it. Or like I said, it could just be one of your worst nightmares. A nightmare that wakes you up abruptly gasping for breath.
But I am leaving it up to you. Interpret in your own sweet dark ways.
~©Janaranjani Vezhavendan
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P.S. After nearly two long months of stalemate in expressing through words, I don't know why I chose to write something this dark! Anyways, written something after a long time. So that's that. ✒️
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#dark #darkwriteup #darkwriting #deep #run #faraway #erase #memories #dream #nightmare #escape #haunting #scary #threatening #lonely #curbing #trying #tryinghard #writingitdown #writing #poetry #writersofinstagram #writer #words #wordporn #writersofig #writers #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #themagnifiquemessup...it could just be one of your worst nightmares. A nightmare that wakes you up abruptly gasping for breath.
~©Janaranjani Vezhavendan
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Gone
Sometimes I feel like I want to
Disappear with the sun at night
And hide with the moon during the day
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quieth
5w
world's a bad place..may it not be..so shall i wish to leave but just like dreams it won't work.. so obsessed with own misery..i am a stone and thoughts are the sea and so i shall not move and so shall i remain right here. What's the escape of this melancholy?
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My Poems
My poems come from the heart.
My poems come from deep within my soul.
My poems are based on my life starting at a
young age.
My poems are more than just memories I wish
Weren't there.
My poems are an escape from the past and
Present if only for a short period of time.
If only we could make time stand still, put
Life on hold, bury the unwanted memories.
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Escaping a Last Time
Sitting in the room and droning out the laughter and screams around me, I inspected the bottle of pills and juggled with the thought of taking it. Already an established escapist, either in responsibilities or life, these pills were offering me the tantalizing escape to , (hopefully) another dimension. Giving in, I took a single pill and felt my life zoom past me.....
Those childish glee and innocent escapedes , all flashing through. It felt as if I was floating in mid air in my room, and the illusions so soothing that I refused to come back and wake up to reality, for I decided to stay there, floating in the midst of daze, until a peaceful darkness engulfed me.
The pills worked, I mused as the last vestige of consciousness slowly escaped from my eyes.
©bird_of_ink5 1
Escape
the back of your neck
told me everything
5 minutes of silence
stretched into black taffy
softly pulling
all the sweet moments
into twisted shapes
not fit for a mouth to taste
I already know
what your lips can't say
... your eyes have been
traveling I 80 for awhile looking to escape
©charlieka11 1
Everyone wants an escape
Escape from reality, Escape from memories
Sometime escape from a person7 0
abhishobi
7w
Birdie Visitor
A cute tiny sparrow,
Just visited our temple today.
Into a space narrow,
Much to it's dismay.
Nervous were those moments,
Bird fluttered so anxious.
Could see it lament,
Help me O God gracious.
Told the sweet little visitor
Jump,fly out of the window
In panic, saw me as horror
And put a still show.
Finally, got some grains,
Place on the escape route
Lo! he looked at them plain,
Happily set out it's foot.
Chirping something unknown
He flew in a direction known
Dint peck the grains near
Sure freedom was more dear.
©abhishobi2 2
brain matters
wading into water
black and clear 'bove
my head,
while
sharing all my power
with the outside
world
...
swimming with the tigers
lazy, gasping
lungs of
airing
out all of my problems
with the outside
world
...
floating 'mongst debris of
broken rowboats
and oars
no life
jacket to save my life
from the outside
world
...
summer sunshine reflects
gently off the
water
smiling
with my eyes closed, shut off
from the outside
world
...
rocking, waving motion
lulling me to
sleeping
sinking
deeper into, further
from the outside
world
...
drowning, safely, softly
inhaling the
clear, black
liquid
gifted to me by and
for the outside
world
...
"brain matters"
6/12/21©starkanonymous
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Weekends.....?
Find your ESCAPE6 0
Banging the door
to find an escape
from this delusional reality!!!
©thoughts_of_eesh5 2 1
- mummas_boy_writes_for_her Deep thought yet beautiful
- thoughts_of_eesh @mummas_boy_writes_for_her thank you
