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MAGIC DOOR
Out of a swirl of stardust and songs, she arose,
The little fairy fluttered her wings of rose,
Flapping her delicate wings with all her might,
To reach the sparkling ray of light.
Swaying through the dark tunnels,her limbs sore,
Her feathery wing caught on an edge and tore.
With a howl of pain the fairy fell to the floor,
Ahead of her the magical door closed.
Without a purpose for life and torn expectations,
The fairy weeped and weeped on the cold floor,
Waiting for the dark tunnels to light up -
But she knew that she had to burn her wings to light the dark walls.
Her hands trembled as she grabbed a handful of feathers,
Tearing them apart like clothes of leather,
Howling at the pain of tearing apart her dreams,
Red gleaming like sorrow at the torn seams.
Unconsciousness consumed the little fairy's sorrow,
For when she would wake up, it would be tomorrow.
She would never forget the pain of shredding her wings,
But ray of light behind the closed door still sings,
OF POSSIBILITIES AND MORE MAGIC DOORS!
~To broken dreams and unknown successes.
©scero15
#fairies
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Prayer
He pleaded God to grant her wings,
Must the world know that fairies are for real...
©_the_loving_ghoul -
bidyaa
18w
Read MoreThere's a different world in my mind.
Different from the one we live in.
And there live the fairies I read about
When I was hardly nine.
I go there only at 3 AM.
The time, when I would be tired
Of thinking about a trillion things.
The time when it's only me, who's awake. Left
When the entire world would've already slept.
I borrow some colour from the rainbow there,
And decorate my scars.
There's a recorder in a corner,
In which, the fairies have preserved the lullabies that my granny used to sing. I turn it on, and slowly,
The cacophony of my thoughts become fainter and finally vanish.
The void that I had been surviving with, gets filled with its melodies.
The fairies then hand me a glass,
I pour some poems in it and get drunk on them.
And then, I open my eyes to find,
That I have successfully survived another night,
And also became one of the few persons,
To witness the first rays of light.
I pick up a pen and a paper,
And muse the fairies that I read about,
When I was hardly nine.
The fairies who now live in me.
To give them all shout out, for helping me to survive the night.
And when I meet everyone in the dining table,
"You don't sleep. We've never seen you sleeping.
How do you survive? " they say.
"Tell them" says the fairies that live inside me.
"Tell them that they sleep and dream.
But you? You stay awake and see the dreams happening before you."
But I smile and pour some tea in my cup and avoid them. Because I know, they would never believe, that the fairies that I used to read about, now live in me.
©️ Bidhya Adhikari.
#fairies #latenightstupidthoughts #poem #drunk
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hope you like it...I read About the fairies and now, they live in me.
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Thank you so much ❤...
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yashvibansal
19w
Read MoreSTORYTELLING
You complain that storytelling is gory.
You complain that storytelling seems to have become story yelling.
You complain that storytelling weaves magic with witches and demons, not fairies and angels.
You complain that stories smell of sweat and blood, not roses and dew drops.
That they whisper muffled screams, not sweet nothings.
That they glorify death, not life.
You complain that stories shout ugly truths, not pretty lies.
That they murder virtue, and glorify vice.
You complain that storytelling doesn't work one step at a time, but rather rolls a dice.
It isn't a make-believe world where fairness rules
Instead, it's a world where cruelty reigns,
And angels sigh
And devils grin.
Where happiness droops
And sadness sings.
You complain that storytelling is bitter.
The opposite of sweet nectar.
You cry that it is devoid of colour
But it isn't my darling, it's simply grey
It's simply a reflection of the real world
Where tigers stalk their prey.
You complain that there are no muffins on the tray
But there are my dear, they are simply made of mud and clay.
You complain now that storytelling mirrors the real world
And of course it does.
But my darling, it doesn't have to be that way.
You see,even though witches rule,
Fairies do live.
And both bask in magic.
And even though cruelty reigns
Kindness does breathe, you know.
Even though the words are bitter
At least we know of sweet nectar.
And though devils grin
We do have the knowledge that angels sing.
And murdered virtue can be avenged
And glorified vice condemned.
Cause darling, sometimes the rolling dice,
Does give one, you know.
And sometimes, just sometimes, you get a six too.
Cause darling, storytelling is magic.
Even though it may be black at times,
You see,
It's all a matter of perspective.
COPYRIGHT YASHVI BANSAL
Image credit to the rightful owner. I picked it up from Google.
I tried my hand at turncoat poetry, the results of which are in front of you.��
Wrote this while I was supposed to be studying and got a nice scolding��, but I believe all the pain is worth it when it comes to writing.��
This is Part 1 of the 'You Complain' series. I was going to just leave it at 'You Complain', but then decided that 'Storytelling' was a better title. The second part of 'You Complain' will be up soon.
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Murdered virtue can be avenged
And glorified vice condemned...
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©yashvibansal -
jamzikr
19w
Fairy night
When the pitch black canvas is spreaded
On sky; the moon enters the show
Leading the stars behind
The fireflies from the dens
Swift aloft the lake; and glow
It's devine light of delight.
when the placid water starts it's
Song of silence; the faries
Come down from ths troposphere, while
The zephyr frolic with their glimmering hair
They spred their glistening wings
And with the hum of the owls
And whistles of the grasshoppers
They keep mild steps on the tranquil water
To the melody of peace
And dance for the beat of heart
But when you see, they vanish away
Like the day dreams.. when awake
Like sigh... like joy...
They evaporate away
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तिल
तेरे माथे का तिल भी मुझको,
नजर का टीका लगता है।
तु जब तलक मुस्कुराती है,
मुझे परियों का हुस्न भी फीका लगता है॥
©akshatmohla -
in_fragments
37w
Read More"Summoning fairies,
like when I was a little girl.
When the real world was cruel
and made attacks on me,
they revived me with their light.
Where fleshy men touched
and left such ugly marks,
the fairies sprinkled magic dust.
They arrive if I ever
feel those fleshy men again,
the pressure of hands
that are not there,
sensations with no beginning
or end.
I am safest with them
in this darkened cavern of neon colors,
their healing hymns echo
inside of me.
I am the fairy queen
and they blink their lights
in recognition of me,
looking like a hundred
lighthouses home."
©in_fragments
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Imagination taking on a life of its own.
#pod #poem #fairies #selfcare #trauma #healing #imagination #inspiration #mirakee #writerstolli @writersnetworkSummoning Fairies/
Lighthouses Home
Summoning fairies,
like when I was a little girl.
I am safest with them
in this darkened cavern of neon colors,
their healing hymns echo
inside of me.
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phoenix_luna
Most times our imaginations harbour the safest corners...away from this world.. .
Beautiful write up sis.... I'm also an avid fan of fairies (I watched Tinker Bell series) - phoenix_luna
- in_fragments @phoenix_luna True. Imagination and books! I love Peter Pan and Tinkerbell! ♀️
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phoenix_luna
Most times our imaginations harbour the safest corners...away from this world.. .
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lovenotes_from_carolyn
40w
Read MoreThis is my submission to a closed challenge on my other account; in which members were asked to write a true story about any personal encounter(s) with the supernatural, in a poetic manner. Thank you for reading.
MYSTICAL MOMENTS
by Carolyn Glackin
I could tell you a tale
Borne of terror and dread
'Bout the demons that plagued me
Each night, in my bed
Couldn't see them, nor hear them
But I surely could feel
Their malevolent presence
Thus I knew they were real
For nearly two decades
They would show up each night
To torture and taunt me
So I'd turn from the Light
They'd press all around me
And instill me with fear
Sleep and dreams were no respite
They often hounded me there
I could tell you that tale
But it's hardly worth telling
See, they're no longer present
Anywhere that I'm dwelling
I finally learned that my fear
Was what gave them their power
And oh how they'd revel
All the more, when I'd cower
I began to ignore them
And it seemed I was right
When their tricks didn't work
They soon gave up the fight
What a blessed relief
To lay down in my bed
Without menacing demons
Trying to mess with my head!
So, although that tale's over
Every word of it true
Sit tight for a moment
I've more telling to do
And now I shall spin you
A most mystical write
'Tis a whimsical tale
That'll charm and delight
I'll speak of the angels
In whom I confide
And I'll mention the fairies
With whom I reside
I'll tell you of merfolk
Way down in the deep
And of wise, ancient dragons
Who snore when they sleep
I'll sing of the starseeds
Whom we knew before birth
And their beautiful mission
To assist us on Earth
Oh the tales I could tell
Of what roams through our house
A spirit lion named Nero
He's as quiet as a mouse
There's the sprites in the water
And the sylphs in the air
There's the essence of life
That I see everywhere
There are gnomes in this home
And a gargoyle or two
And it's starting to sound like
My own mystical zoo!
The ancient ones visit
Quite oft, while we're dreaming
They stay all through the night
While the full moon is beaming
There are guides and protectors
Not in body, in spirit
Oh there's so much to tell
Maybe one day you'll hear it
But for now, please excuse me
Time to start a new day
The spirit cats just arrived
And they're waiting to play.
Copyright Carolyn Glackin 7/12/2020
Art credit: Catrin Welz-Stein.
#mirakee #writersnetwork #challenge #themeprompt #supernatural #angels #fairies #spiritanimals #sylphs #cees_ghost_chall #sprites #pixies #starseeds #dragons.
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A land so far yet so close,
Skies adorned with rainbows,
Known as the land mystic,
Diverse lives so fantastic,
Pixies, Pegasus and Fairies,
Sprinkling glitter over berries,
Nymphs near the springs,
Chanting soothing songs,
Unicorns with shiny horns,
Mermaids seen at horizons,
A phoenix soaring so high,
Feat to witness in the sky,
Trees telling great old tales,
About foxes with nine tails,
Werewolves and vampires,
Definitely not the predators,
Togetherness and belonging,
Surreal pleasure in such living,
Ships I seek to this destination,
Voyaging through imagination!
©ninfinity_thoughts -
a_poesy_dream
43w
Read More#wish #child #memory #childhooddreams #eagle #fairy #lifeofachild #lovechildren #pinknpurple #eyes #backstab #bait
#sun #poetry #fairies #barbie #God #godlove #subhashmin #202ndpost#love #mirakee #mirakeeworld #writersnetwork #mirakeewriters #heart # softheart #broken #brokenhearted #heartbreak #breakup
@mirakee @writersnetworkLies
If love is there, If he finds excuse
It finds a way Set him free and
If there is no way, Let him go.
It makes its own Breath the air
Excuses live in hatred You will feel light
If he takes excuse For setting free is better
He hates you Than bleeding yourself
If he doesn't come to build Or begging for love.
He lies you ©subhashmin
He is not a toy
He can't be tied with strings
Even if u made the strings
With Your own blood and heart -
a_poesy_dream
43w
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#wish #child #memory #childhooddreams #eagle #fairy #lifeofachild #lovechildren #pinknpurple #eyes #backstab #bait
#sun #poetry #fairies #barbie #God #godlove #subhashmin #202ndpost#love #mirakee #mirakeeworld #writersnetwork #mirakeewriters #heart # softheart #broken #brokenhearted #heartbreak #breakup
@mirakee @writersnetwork♡︎Heart♡︎
"Child, you have such a soft heart
This world is a poisonous cart
It's just so weak that u can't live
You need to be strong to survive".
"Girl, He just left you without notice
For him you were just a cake peice
Deserted lover now hold this willow
He left you after talks from pillow".
Hearing these my heartbeats increase
Yes, I have a heart as soft as cheese
And Yes it's the reason I can't be broken
God's divine presence in it can't be shaken
©subhashmin -
a_poesy_dream
43w
♥︎Ohh Dear-2♥︎
I opened my eyes and I was in his cell
It was not beautiful, but I heard a knell
I went to hug the Eagle but stopped by queen
The dragon queen vilian with her eyes green
She cut through my beating heart
Ohh I was struck with the Eagle's dart
Ohh dear he was a bait for my death
Eagle tearfully gave my friends wreath.
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a_poesy_dream
43w
♥︎Ohh Dear-1♥︎
It was a sunny morning day
I was bright light and gay
I looked into the sky so blue
I couldn't stop my eyes to glue
An Eagle came into my home
He saw me smile and reflected some
We talked with tweets and danced
In our memory, in our imaginations.
©subhashmin -
a_poesy_dream
43w
★I wish-2★
I wish I had wings to fly
I would sleep on the clouds so high
I wish I could touch the light
I would climb with it to the heaven anigh
I wish I could talk to trees
I would ask them what they feel
I wish I had magical wands
I would vanish the sorrow from this world
I wish I never grew up into adult
I would have a bigger heart than child
I wish God was a person
I would sit in his lap and persuade him
To fulfill all of my wishes❀
©subhashmin♡︎✩ -
a_poesy_dream
43w
★I wish-1★
I wish I grew taller than trees
From them I would pluck fruits
I wish I could fly in the breeze
I would blow the Sun cool
I wish I could talk to birds
I would praise their voice so beautiful
I wish I could see fairies
I would ask them why they hide
I wish I was tiny as them,
I would make bubbles from water
I wish I could swim into the ocean depths
I would see the beautiful corals❀
©subhashmin♡︎✩ -
_minty
45w
Read MoreIn a darkest forest
Lie's the magic of the unknown
Where no one has ever come across
For it takes courage to uncover the hidden of truth
^Risk is part of an adventure^
©m.
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#magic #lily #theunknown #fairies #witch #blackmagic
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platinum_quotes
47w
Dark or light
Now everything is black
There is something it lacks
It's light
The thing that makes everything bright
The dark
A world that is ruled by demons and beasts
The light
A world that is ruled by angels and fairies
Now it's up to you what you choose
Light filled with love or dark filled with gloom
Will you stand in the darkness
Or the light that doesn't have a darkside
I guess i should probably repeat
Will you choose light or the darkness that is not so sweet -
when_soul_writes
50w
Take me to the fairy world,
To that locus under the sparkling stars.
Where I can dance with the faries
And snuggle under the blue sky.
There I can slither above the clouds,
While being caressed by the moon.
Let me break free
And fly away this mundane world!
©when_soul_writes -
lovenotes_from_carolyn
50w
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I'm entering this older piece for a challenge on my other account. ��♀️
AUTOBIOGRAPH-ME
by Carolyn Glackin
She had a mind for whimsical things
Happy-go-lucky, carefree, with no strings
A joie de vivre junkie, always after a fix
With a whole lot of silly thrown into the mix
She had nary a care, save but for a few
Some minor pet peeves, but just one or two
With an excess of nonsense
She was quite prone to laughter
She lived in the moment
From now 'til hereafter
Growing up was unheard of
She just wouldn't dare!
Though she gave the appearance
Through her savoir faire
With the heart of a child and the soul of a fairy
She managed quite well and was rarely contrary
Buoyant and bubbly, bouncily bright
She thrived on elation, mirth, and delight
Her mind like a playground where creativity soared
Imagination ran wild and she never grew bored
She had a penchant for goodies and sweets
Chocolate confections and all sorts of treats
Cookies and pies and baked goods galore
Just a taste here and there
She needn't much more
She was rather thick skinned, not easily hurt
When faced with unkindness she was civil and curt
A practical sort, she was not one to dwell
She moved on in peace, and wished one and all well
Any hurts she might cause were never intended
And she believed in the thought
That all could be mended
She wouldn't play favorites, take sides or lay blame
A believer in fairness, regarding all just the same
No more and no lesser, none better or worse
Some thought it a blessing, some thought it a curse
In her mind at all times
This thought she would see:
We are all branches, upon the same tree
If we're hurting the one, we're hurting the other
Thus we're hurting ourselves
And each sister and brother
Clearly, that's madness, and perhaps quite insane
So she focused on peace, to minimize pain
She cut no one out, even if they did part
She carried them with her, for all time, in her heart
Because life is so fleeting
And it's precious and true
Petty fights just aren't worth it
And this, she well knew
So she forged on ahead, with hope in her heart
Each day a true blessing, and a brand new fresh start.
Copyright Carolyn Glackin 12/20/2018
*Art credit: One of my very favorite fairy paintings by Howard David Johnson. ��♀️
#challenge #dailychallenge #cees_fff_chall #food #fairy #fairies #joiedevivre #shenanigans #tomfoolery #mischief #fun #silliness #zaniness #insanity.
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sullen_sage
67w
Read MoreThe Fairy Folk
While walking down the forest path,
I stopped to take a look,
At birds that flew to nature's bath,
A babbling water brooke.
I paused to view this pleasant sight,
And right before my eyes,
The wings they used to take their flight,
Had shed their couth disquise.
The creatures now, that I could see,
From woodland tales of old,
With silver wings, that sun made beam,
And auras dipped in gold.
They danced on air to nature's song,
Like tiny figurines,
Holding conversations long,
With ancient evergreens.
Although appearing innocent,
A mischief they conceal,
Troubling jesters, diligent,
On finding things to steal.
Though harming none in playful scheme,
A nuisance to be sure,
Their presence here, a fading dream,
I wished I had a cure.
I longed to watch them flit about,
On mounds of clovered grass,
But time for me was running out,
And sun had set, at last.
I glanced once more at fabled scene,
And gave a heavy sigh,
Then promptly landed on my face...
My laces had been tied.
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#fairies #nature @writersnetwork @mirakeeThe creatures now, that I could see,
From woodland tales of old,
With silver wings, that sun made beam,
And auras dipped in gold.
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