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  • extraneousthoughts 3d

    Hey glum glider of the high alps!
    Why choose to fly through the murky woods
    With the droopy wings of life
    To the dazzling frosty heaven you belong!

    "Hey greyscale life!
    Ever descried the hues of the woods, the ocean and the deserts?
    Cut through the sight of your weariness to witness what's beyond
    It's endless, the spectrum you belong!"


    ©extraneousthoughts

  • seraiah_smiles 1w

    #letter to self (and to you) #excerpt

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    You're You

    You were you,
    and
    you
    are
    you;
    you know
    that you're real;
    God knows too;
    and
    that's what matters.
    ©seraiah_smiles

  • shadowsonpapers 7w

    Red

    "Her soft red lips got pressed against his. She fell into deep pleasure exhaling sacred love."

    ©shadowsonpapers

  • _rantings_of_a_shy_soul_ 9w

    Back

    She saw him standing right in front of her, his dark black eyes fixed on her as if piercing her soul. And that's when all her restraint left her. She let herself drop into his arms breaking into a pool of tears that had been building up within her for years. Her eyes blurred, she couldn't see. But, she didn't need to.. Anymore. For now, she was safe. She FELT safe than ever before.

    She ran towards her and clutched him hard, her body shaking as she crushed herself against his, as if she feared that if she loosened her grip on him, he would run away... Again. But this time, he held her too, firmly, stroking her head gently as if it was a silent, unspoken gesture of letting her know, of letting her believe of how unforgivingly sorry he was, for what he did to her and that he was never going to leave her. NEVER. This time, he had come to stay. Forever.

    She buried her face in his chest and cried. Cried for what seemed like hours, making his shirt wet. And he let her cry as long as she wished, occasionally whispering, soothing words in her ears that longed to hear his voice, and planting a loving kiss on her head, for he knew how much she needed to let it all out.

    They sat like that, entwined in each others arms until her puffed up eyes couldn't hold them any longer and gently they closed shut. After years of tormented days and nightmarish nights, she finally had a peaceful sleep which she so long craved. And he smiled to himself in relief, wiping a trickle of year from her eyelash, convinced that at last she was in harmony.
    ©_rantings_of_a_shy_soul_

  • sara_adnan 21w

    Drenched in agony

    They say emotional abuse can be fatal too. May be she was hurt today like never before. Not physically but emotionally. May be something was killed inside her. She wanted to scream but all these feelings and emotions and the never ending WHY was choking her throat making it hard to breathe. The ache never stops. May be today she was made to believe that nothing will ever be okay again. She's losing control, it's too much to suppress. The heart burns. The pain finds its way out of her eyes. It's like a volcano erupting. Her heart has turned into a graveyard of emotions. Gashes and the ashes all in waiting for their funeral. May be today was the last burial held or perhaps there will be more, She can't be sure. She'll never be sure.
    ©sara_adnan

  • sara_adnan 25w

    "Sometimes, the most simplest thing becomes the most complicated. You'll understand it when you're defeated in love", someone said. He gave an enervated sigh. Who would have known that better than him, he thought. The light he had been chasing eventually burned him. The peace he was after eventually brought his heart to pieces. The chaos he got used to turned into a deadly silence. And then it was just him and his best companion, the silence, covered in the murkiest memories of the past. And he became forever homesick for the place he had lost.
    ©sara_adnan

  • spicy_sugar 38w

    #mattandjenny

    "I know it's sudden, but let's... you know, end this here" Matt stuttered rubbing the back of his neck. A nervous habit.
    Jenny stood still, shocked, and said " But we were fine! " in slight high pitch.

    "Define 'fine' Jenny" Matt said calmly.

    "Well what is your definition of 'fine' that I failed to reach! " she is almost shouting now.

    "I don't want to be just 'fine'" he answered.

    "So that's it? You're just giving up? Just like that? " She is beyond angry now. It's not anger. It's fear. Fear of losing the best thing that happened to her.

    She stepped forward, tried to hold his hand which he withdrew.
    She flinched a little but continued to talk “ Look, Matt, let's just talk this out, okay, like you always said that “ Talking is the tactic of a perfect relationship." Let's talk this out, Matt, I know you don't want to end this.

    She pleaded with a trembling voice, as fear crept through her spine.
    He stepped back a few steps muttering “Sorry Jenny, I'm sorry, I can't do this anymore, I'm sorry." His eyes were glossy while walking away or maybe it's just my tears blurring my vision! She thought.

    “You said let's end this here
    And into busy streets, you disappear
    Here I am, still in the place you left me
    Alone in a crowd feeling empty and hollow already

    You said 'fine ' is not what you want to be
    Maybe am the only one that ignored flaws blindly
    I thought I saw tears in your eyes
    My mind knows it's my eyes that are glossy, but my heart denies

    Everything we had, turned into past escaped from my clutch
    All our moments, became memories I can't touch
    But Matt, I shouldn't be telling this, but I am
    If you wanna come back, I'll be waiting in the streets of Amsterdam"

    ©spicy_sugar

    #excerpt #mattandjenny #part1oftheseries
    #repost

    @diabolic_sugar @sangfroid_soul


    P. S- I wanted them in sequence, so posting it again.

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  • je_li_an 41w

    Why is that?

    #excerpt

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    'It's easy to be sensible for other people, but you can't always be sensible for yourself.'

    -The great blue yonder-
    -Harry-

  • soulpenetrator 45w

    Wish

    May you possess your child like behaviour for a long time before you face the harsh realities of the world.

    It was one of your traits I have fallen for but now I fear that anyone may take undue advantage of it.

    You will never ever find anyone like me who wants you to be that way for your lifetime.

    ©prakashsarraff

  • mandyjay 46w

    #Excerpt from Bra Emma

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    In this world , It's either you are wise or otherwise.

  • anas_husain 53w

    Arabic is very rich language which contains very broad and deep meaning to specific context.

    #meaning #definition #Noor #light #divine #light #writing #excerpt #deep #love

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    Noor(نور‎)

    Symbolically imitates light (specifically divine light). An intangible beauty that resides in bosom and reflects in vision through which compassion and love for creation is perceived.

    ©anas_husain

  • projectadair 57w

    Fright Boy

    Almost feeling too afraid
    And so he never asked
    Where was it going, love?
    / / because incomplete stories
    They last forever / /
    ©projectadair

  • kutelove 58w

    A little excerpt from my poem- I cannot tell
    Want to read my whole poem?
    Go to my Wattpad Site - Link in Bio!
    PS : This is My #100post!

    #poem #media #excerpt
    @writersnetwork @mirakee

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    Get a snapshot Amongst the Panoroma,
    A Panoroma amidst the snap.
    with voices bold and shy,
    setting in and out of trends,
    With content full of juice
    Filled little with pulp,
    Forsure leave you flabbergasted
    Of wonders or boredom
    Which?
    I cannot tell.
    ©kutelove

  • marianotsaint 59w

    I could not stop myself from sharing this beautiful letter from the sequel to Ps I love you book.
    It is heartbreaking. It tears me up every time I read it. There is always one more thing to say. Love is such a divine feeling. An emotion that gets deeper with time and when shared with that one person it inspires you to be the best version of yourself.

    This book is one of my favorite and no matter how many times I read it I never get tired of it.


    #psilove #book #excerpt #diary #letter #gerry #holly #lovestory #life #death #relationship #marriage #beautiful #soulmate #mirakee #pod #writersnetwork

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    Ps I Love You

    Dear Holly,
    There’s always one more. But this is the last. Five minutes for me, but who knows how long for you. Maybe you’ll never read this, maybe you’ll never sell the house, maybe it will get lost, maybe somebody else is reading this. A beautiful daughter or son of yours. Who knows. But I’m writing this with the intention of you reading this.


    I could have died yesterday, it could have been decades ago. You could be putting your teeth in a glass beside your bed at night, I’m sorry I didn’t get to grow old with you. I don’t know who you are in your world right now, but here in my world, at the time of writing this, I’m still me, you’re still you and we’re still us. Let me take you back there. I’m sure you’re still beautiful. I’m sure you’re still kind. You’ll always be loved, from here and away, from near and from far. I have experience in loving you from afar, remember? It took me a year to ask you to go out with me. I’ve no doubt it will ever change, all I know is that the less life I have in me, the more I love you, as if love is filling the spaces. When I’m gone, I think I’ll be filled with nothing but love, made of nothing but love for you. But on the off chance I do hook up with somebody on the other side, please don’t get mad, I’ll drop her as soon as you arrive. If you’re not looking or waiting for someone else. Good luck with your new adventure, whatever it is. I love you, beautiful, and I’m still glad you said yes.
    Gerry
    PS – I’ll see you later?

  • ashmita_jaiswal 63w

    Excerpt

    Between your fingers you hold a stone and throw it into flowing water. The effect might not be easy to see. There will be a small ripple where the stone breaks the surface and then a splash, muffled by the rush of the surrounding river. That’s all.


    Throw a stone into a lake. The effect will be not only visible but also far more lasting. The stone will disrupt the still waters. A circle will form where the stone hit the water, and in a flash that circle will multiply into another, then another. Before long the ripples caused by one plop will expand until they can be felt everywhere along the mirrored surface of the water. Only when the circles reach the shore will they stop and die out.


    If a stone hits a river, the river will treat it as yet another commotion in its already tumultuous course. Nothing unusual. Nothing unmanageable.


    If a stone hits a lake, however, the lake will never be the same again.


    And so our life ....!

  • pplaidshirt 77w

    A pain in my chest

    There is a pain in my chest

    I left a few things unsaid

    There were promises half baked

    And yet another broken thread

    There is a resounding dull throb in my head

    There are a few more half broken ties

    Muffled smiles

    So like the dull grey skies

    A blurry haziness in my eyes

    Reminds me of yet another failed test

    I knew this wasn’t for the best

    But please, let me have a little rest

    Because there still is a pain in my chest.

    ©pplaidshirt

  • karen_marwein 81w

    This is an excerpt from one of the letters to my son, 'Conceived in my Heart', that I penned down 3 years before he was conceived in my womb.

    I dedicate this to all the brave women who are desperately trying, undaunted by doubts and driven by faith.

    #letters #letterstomyson #letterstoolly #oneliner #excerpt #inspiration #hope #faith

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    Conceived in my Heart

    You are still just a dream but I remember you like you're an old memory.

    ©karen_marwein

  • spicy_sugar 81w

    "I know it's sudden, but let's... you know, end this here" Matt stuttered rubbing the back of his neck. A nervous habit.
    Jenny stood still, shocked, and said " But we were fine! " in slight high pitch
    "Define 'fine' Jenny" Matt said calmly.
    "Well what is your definition of 'fine' that I failed to reach! " she is almost shouting now
    "I don't want to be just 'fine'" he answered.
    "So that's it? You're just giving up? Just like that? " She is beyond angry now. It's not anger. It's fear. Fear of losing the best thing that happened to her.
    She stepped forward, tried to hold his hand which he withdrew.
    She flinched a little but continued to talk “ Look, Matt, let's just talk this out, okay, like you always said that “ Talking is the tactic of a perfect relationship." Let's talk this out, Matt, I know you don't want to end this.
    She pleaded with a trembling voice, as fear crept through her spine.
    He stepped back a few steps muttering “Sorry Jenny, I'm sorry, I can't do this anymore, I'm sorry"
    His eyes were glossy while walking away or maybe it's just my tears blurring my vision! She thought.

    “You said let's end this here
    And into busy streets, you disappear
    Here I am, still in the place you left me
    Alone in a crowd feeling empty and hollow already

    You said 'fine ' is not what you want to be
    Maybe am the only one that ignored flaws blindly
    I thought I saw tears in your eyes
    My mind knows it's my eyes that are glossy, but my heart denies

    Everything we had, turned into past escaped from my clutch
    All our moments, became memories I can't touch
    But Matt, I shouldn't be telling this, but I am
    If you wanna come back, I'll be waiting in the streets of Amsterdam"
    ©spicy_sugar

    #excerpt #mattandjenny #part1oftheseries

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  • marynschmaryn 88w

    Sound, Vibrate: OFF

    My phone stays on silent. I can't stand the noise. It's an endless stream of people that don't know me asking for favors I can't fulfill. And it's just a constant reminder of the ways in which I am not enough and the ways in which I am not who I should be. My phone stays on silent, but I fall asleep with it on the charger next to my head. The dim blinking light brings me some small piece of comfort.

    I fall asleep and neither of us make a sound but I wake up throughout the night to see if I've missed anything. To see if there's anyone I need to say something empty back to.

    It is the most exhausting thing in the world, this feigning connectedness. I feel heartbroken for no reason. An unjustified sadness beats throughout me. The more that is asked of me, the less I want to give. I resent everyone who doesn't know me but I can't see the people that do.

    There's this ever-growing space between 1 and 2 and I don't know how to fill it. And I don't know how to make that bridge so

    my phone stays on silent.


    ©marynschmaryn

  • babyfunbo 89w

    This is an excerpt from my story called "Somebody That I used to Know. " You can give it a read by clicking on the link in my bio.

    #writing #story #excerpt #blogpost #crearive #life #friendship #thoughts

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    Somebody That I Used To Know.

    It’s an enigma don’t you think, that life turned the one person I would have gladly given my life for into somebody that I used to know. 
    ©babyfunbo