Miraquill
I sat in the dim light,
Filtering through,
The curtains of my window,
Cold shivers broke on my skin,
As the mountain of unspoken inside,
Unfolded to trickle in my blood,
Drip by drip,
Like a meal---to the knot,
I used to keep closed in a box,
Feeding it,
To thrive and fill out,
Every speck of my skin,
Tearing through my flesh,
Like a snarky cat's paws,
Going again and again,
While that knot rose,
Like a turbulent wrecking,
My veins and sanity,
Until there was none left,
And silence just sat there,
Watching me fall and crumble to pieces
©writing_solace__
#grief
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writing_solace__
3d
Read More~Silence is a cure to grief~ Arabian proverb
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#argument #wod #mirakee #writersnetwork #miraquill #pod #silence #grief57 5 12
- treble_clef Heartfelt.. You've penned it so beautifully..
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- writing_solace__ @shailja33Thanks bruh <3
- writing_solace__ @unspokenpen1927 thanks a lot dude <4
The Stars had promised a Quiet Night
The stars had promised a quiet night,
They lied, I knew,
They flicker when they deceive,
They flickered tonight,
I had hoped otherwise,
Dread describes existence,
Half-lit eyes, passionate,
Yet the night is clamourous,
Abounding stories of grief,
Overabundant cries of plea,
Seldom let me sleep,
Tonight is no different,
It's the same old page waiting,
To be turned over,
Yet the story never proceeds,
Rather it fades,
Into memories, into reflections,
Scrambled, waiting to be solved,
And somewhere amongst the pieces,
I belong, of my own will, of my own accord.
©the_euphoric_writer14 0 2
Powerful
You become the most powerful when you learn to master grief. When you dont let it come in your way of achieving heights that you dream of.
When it feels like the entire world is deaf and you are the only one screaming, remind yourself that you have got your own back.
You are smart , beautiful , intelligent and emotionally independant that is all a person wants.
©anupriyachauhan1812 0 1
ssunayana
4d
Day and Night
Day and Night. Salt and Pepper.
Two contrasting ends of color.
And yet so many different shades exist
In between the two ends.
Day and Night. Joy and Grief.
Two contrasting ends of emotions.
And yet so many different emotions exist
In between the two ends.
Day and Night. Hope and Fear.
Two contrasting ends of your state, dear heart.
And yet so many possibilities exist
In between the two ends.
And I want you to remember that.
It never is "The End".
That's the thing about Possibilities,
They always exist.
©ssunayana6 0
the_moon_kid
1w
Read MoreLately, my life has been like that
messed up woollen ball rolling on
the floor, with it's end somewhere lost
and not in a mood to be unsnarled neatly.
I remember, knitting patterns on my white
solid sweater with some colourful wool,
especially blue, my favourite colour.
I love the sky when it turns blue too.
With the clouds mimicking white cotton
candies sauntering all around the blue sky
while the sun and moon play peekaboo,
it's beautiful.
I love admiring how the colours of the
sky blend among themselves and they
don't even need a brush for those extra
dark shades.
But these days, it feels like although the
sky changes colours but now my life has
not been a rainbow anymore.
I can only see the dark blue and black
shades of the sky where it seems as if
the clouds are frowning at me.
The daisies I've planted once now has
stopped giggling and shaking their petals,
when I water them.
Earlier, they used to narrate their stories
to me about how once just because of
them, a love story started and how
they've also been laid on the graveyard
of someone's beloved.
I've some photo frames fixed on the walls
of my room.
They've photographs in them of some of
my really close people who are now just
like that zephyr which comes and goes in
seconds and make you feel like it wasn't
even there.
The frames now threatens me to fall down
and break into pieces.
That vintage diary kept on the table besides
the scented candles has stopped calling me.
With a rusty colour on their pages and a
smell of the past, the dairy now doesn't
sings me lullaby at nights anymore.
Every story used to be a way for me to
fall asleep, dreaming how happiness is
now like those withered leaves of my
favourite daisies.
Dried petals of roses inside my cupboard
and crowns of their thorns, pricking my
fingers, now just don't hurt me anymore.
Memories disguised as tears, smeared
on my white pillows now create art every
night.
Golden arrows of betrayal are now been
thrown at me and they don't even miss
a chance to hit my heart just at the right
place, making a wound there which
oozes out pain in the form of verses,
just like you're now reading one.
A jar, which reads in bold 'Reasons to smile'
filled with some cheats, kept on the window
pane above which a dreamcatcher is
hanging, now mocks me because I pretend
to smile all the time these days.
The thread embedded with roses, decorating
my ribcage has started tickling my insides.
Twists and turns of the hurt feelings
makes me gasp from breaths now.
The scarlet hues of the sky during the
late evenings and the early soft twinkling
of the stars, along with the moon when it
starts getting a bit darker heals me with
kisses of solace.
Tinkling of the bells due to the wind, with
gazhals playing in the background has
started helping me untangle that woollen
ball, my life, and start knitting.
May be start with just a little pansy or a
sunflower ?
Anything, but everything in a way.
@the_moon_kid
#mirakee #words #poetry #life #grief #aesthetic #thoughts #love #friendship #messy
@miraquill @readwriteunite @writersnetworkMemories
disguised
as
tears,
smeared
on my
white
pillows
now
create
art
every
night.
(Caption)
©the_moon_kidPhoto By Dameli Zhantas on Unsplash11 1
A True Love's Deep Slumber
Laughter sails into the mist
Giving way to church bells
Ringing over silent acres of stone
~
Cold and bloodshot stares
Live in warm summers past
Turned away from the agony
Of their desolate march
~
The trail sways in song
Toward the earth’s black wound
Slow and steady in denial
Of their truest love lost
© 2021 William Wright, Jr.6 0
Two grieving men
Lay in the sand
While waves of seafoam
Crash onto the land
One turns and asks
"Can you hold me
Till it's over?"
The other replies
"Forever."
©wespadesherePhoto By Clay LeConey on Unsplash9 1
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nazishnazir
2w
I long to become something vibrant
To grow into something
That can glow against
Darkness encasing it
I am trying so hard
To hold the stars in my teeth
Without crushing themPhoto By Valdemaras D. on Unsplash22 6 3
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fromwitchpen
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Wish I had a Brother
Penned with a heavy heart
a feeling which tears me apart
A grip of strange irritation
Every moment is a suffocation
Nobody to call your own
Yes, a story of being forever alone
No shoulder to weep
a grief etched down deep
Nobody to go to, nobody to tease
No stopping me from doing as I please..
Nobody to pamper , no body to cheer
Nobody to guide , nobody to push for being better
I hide my tears, when they ask about brother
For me , it's always a blur figure
A void nothing can replace
Sometimes life seems so meaningless
Inked "Bro" promising to be loyal
For someone who would never be available
Although I smile and seem carefree
There's no one, who would always ask for a brother
More than Me...
©_archita_mitra_9 2 1
deepikasarma
2w
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The night scares me
it brings into my life
all the monsters
I thought I had killed.
The nights breaks me
into fragments that
become more dismal
with each cut.
The night feeds me
with all the gruesome
agonies it grew in the dark.
The night attacks me
with claws of silence
and bites of loneliness.
The night shatters me
it polishes all those weapons
that I can't resist to use
against myself.
The night haunts me
it grows the wild
that sucks all off me
The night chases me
into an unending spiral
that has no way out.
The nights eats me up.
it swallows me
second by second
bit by bit
until I forget what
the day looks like.
And all I do
is deeply wonder-
"why cant it just kill me instead"?
-D.S10 1 1
Since One Day
Since you're not here
I'm not anywhere
Without my only one
I'm not anyone
Since one day stole everything
I don't have anything
©lossletters10 1
Soul of a friend
I wander in thoughts of who you would have been. With my head resting on your silent chest I made the promise to keep living so you'd never be forgotten. A promise I won't break.. So much that you are missing my friend, care for our fallen while I nurture those that remain.
I miss you, yet I know.. that in Nangijala you wait.
The soul of a friend.
We will meet again.
©toothpicksandjokes7 0
missveen
3w
Heard my phone beep
A text message " She is no more"
Stunned
Deep down my heart was rending
I know
We seldom meet
We seldom talk
But u was never out of our mind
Today when I was bidding you the last goodbye
A flashback of my childhood having you in
Kept playing in my mind
Daddy always talked about you
I still remember
He calls you his big sister
You meant so much to him
Decade ago daddy left
He took a piece of us with him
Today I do still miss him so much
Occasionally
When we used to bump into each other
At a celebration or prayers
I always saw a little glimpse of him in you
That always make me a little happier
I felt him even when he was not among us
And now you too left
Am numbed
Am I too late to tell you
Thanks for taking care of us❤️
You was such an amazing soul❤️
©missveen4 1
veesthoughts
3w
You've stayed this long, you made it all the way here.
So keep staying.
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Icy Marrow
Raindrops coast on the coldest breeze
When there’s nothing more to say
And the silence wrings out
All the air from your lungs
~
When the torch is passed
From the frost-bitten night
Pushed forward from the tempest
To a calmer day’s embrace
~
Raindrops paint the pavement
In even darker shades of grey,
Their tears chill the marrow
But the warmth before is forever
© 2021 William Wright, Jr.3 0
YOU.
How long is too long to grieve you?
I'm told I've been given enough time to miss you.
7 months and counting since I lost you.
A year or more since I kissed you.
How many more days before I join you?
Heaven knows I'll be blessed to find you.
Death is but a dream without you.
And with my last breath I'll bless you.
©m_ozed6 4 3
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Them
Have you ever felt like a piece of your soul got ripped out because they are no longer here?
They linger in the walls, like ghosts that refuse to cross over.
The space they left behind has now become warped with memories of what once,
And never will be again.
They may lay dormant for a while, but when they awaken they bring with them the memories that you have kept in the back of your mind.
Replay.
Pause.Photo By dominik hofbauer on Unsplash3 0
surajsanu
4w
Read More#instagram #followformore #followme #shayari #hindipoetry #diwana #love #inspiration #goal #world #newwriters #discovernew #poetrybazi #discovernewpeople #newshayari #copyright #miraquill #yq #dard #painful #grief #brokenheart #heart #relatable #realityoflife #lover #suraj #dard #god #surprise #mehnat #manzil #inspiration
Akhri saans toh nahi le rha hoon
Jam ke mehnat toh karna hi hei
Halat kaise bhi ho manzil tak toh jaunga hin
Sabko nahi khud ko khud dekhna hei
©surajsanuPhoto By Eriks Abzinovs on Unsplash7 0
_clara_
4w
Read MoreHe used to read her books at night,
Now her frightful loss, he fights
She's a star that no longer shines,
Only that she now decorates the sky
With her beautiful sparkles, she flies
He needs time with his sorrow,
Since he doesn't know how to grief
The one he once held so dear
He fears the distress and the anguish,
Cause he didn't learn them in any language
He fears the torture and the pain,
And the thought of him being forsaken
He used to take her to church every Sunday,
But for him it's no longer a fun day
It's just a day filled with desolation and despair,
Along with the monstrous heartbreaks
He used to bring her flowers everyday,
He still does...just now to her grave.
©_clara_
#pod #wod #grief #pain #lostlove #loss #death #writersnetwork #miraquill @writersnetwork @miraquillHe used to bring her flowers everyday,
He still does,
Just now to her grave.Photo By Ed Leszczynskl on Unsplash8 2 1
I can't explain all the pain I feel inside. See you wither away to nothing, helping you walk, seeing you slipping away from me. Knowing I couldn't save you. I'm haunted by the memories of seeing you that morning reaching out in fear not being able to talk. I still hear dad yelling. I still see the fear in your eyes. Though I treasured every moment we spent together, cuddling while I rubbed your head I still hold regrets wishing that I was by your side more. I couldn't expect that you would ever leave. I lived in denial telling myself you would win this battle again just like the last time. If only I had known that it had spread to your brain I would have done anything to save you. I prayed, begging God to spare you and take me instead. I can still hear you telling me to promise you I'd keep fighting that I'd love for you" I laid on your chest asking you to do the same but you told me that you didn't think you would be able to. I sobbed holding you as you rubbed my head telling me you loved me. Then the next day you left. Your fight was over and there was no more pain. But you left such a big hole mom. Nothing's the same. I'm not the same. I feel like a large piece of me died with you. I feel so numb, mom. I'm on autopilot but at night when I'm all alone I feel everything and I can't help but cry and ask why?
Why you got that awful disease and why you were taken away when I still needed you. You were my mom, my best friend. But now I feel the emptiness inside as life feels unreal without you here. Colors aren't as bright as they once were, foods don't taste the same and I can't seem to stop the tears from falling as I cry myself to sleep.
©samanthaharper
