Mirakee
You are my everyday's wish
and a never ending blessing.
©my_balu
#her
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Sit & think
I sit beside her and think
of all the love we made
in the morning to escape the silver sun.
I sit beside her and think
of all the fights we fought
at night to embrace the fault in our stars.
©manjunath_s_murthy -
icarus18
1d
She was like magic,
With chocolate coloured eye so deep and rich.
And when you look a little closer,
A storm is brewing in it..
Her smile is the distraction,
Beware otherwise you won't know,
When you will be hit..
©icarus18 -
You don't have a place
in my heart, you are
the one who discovered
that there is still a place
left to live in the remains
of my ruined heart.
©my_balu -
That look
That look
Like medusa
She won't
Turn you to stone
But she will make you groan
That look
Like heaven
She won't
Take you back home
But she will make you moan
That look
It will seduce
She won't
Call you on the phone
But she will change your tone
That look
It just proves
She won't
Tell you she is known
But she will put you in the zone
That look
It really soothes
She won't
Desire to roam
She just wants you all alone
©porcupine -
Some cries suddenly emerged from that little piece of flesh.
Alas !
It's a girl .
A she was born .
Grace born in disgrace .
With whispers around , the news wasn't good for them.
She would grow to live in this hateful world and yet be strong.
She isn't weak , she strong enough to face the truth .
She doesn't cry often, they make her shed those pearls.
She isn't cold , she is just stabbed in the back all through her walk.
She is encouraged, to be broken the next minute .
She won't quit but keep going till her last breath.
Though a girl , she would grow to be an example of elegance in her own way despite people murmuring.
She has a body of a woman and a heart of woman
Because having a heart of a man would only make her regret.
She shall prove that judging a book by it's cover ain't right .
Even if pushed back , she would still climb her life without clinging on it.
©mehna_2006 -
Who are you?
Who are you
In those thousands scattered
Identities of yours
Are you that chubby girl
With that bubbly sparkly smile of yours
Or are you that depressed maniac
Trying to kill yourself every night!
Or are you that lonely soul
Wishing on that moon every night
Or might be that hopeless romantic
Still wishing for your knight in shining armour
Just who are you?
Asking her every now and then
Those eyes that bore into her
Into deep down that soul of hers but
She never got that answer right
And in the end
She was that every identity of hers
She was never scattered
But always whole in her every role
So now you got the answer, right?
Who she might be
Was never your subject to judge
Let her be whole
In her scattered identities....
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Mystery
She is the mystery
And I am the detective
©porcupine -
I wonder (edit)
Her silence captivates me
Like heightened suspense
Unpredictable
Like being on the edge
A rollercoaster
What is she thinking
What will happen next
But I enjoy the ride
©porcupine -
Hate
"I read all your poems," she said.
"And?"
"I hate them."
"Very well."
Her hate was pure and perfect. I could feel it.
©manjunath_s_murthy13 2
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If I would paint, whenever I missed you,
I would have already painted the whole sky.
©my_balu -
kaach_ka_panchi
4d
Read MoreShe turns on the red night bulb,
She says I'm in the mood, aren't you?
Oh, is that so!
Yes, a little.
She lifted her head and closed her eyes.
She started teasing me, pleasing my eyes, seductively she makes me happy and a little lusty.
She dropped her bra down like a nuclear bomb drops.
She lay naked in the midnight and that red night bulb reflects her naked beauty.
She jerking her legs and biting her lips.
When we both lay together in each other's arms.
I rubbed everything from her forehead to her navel.
She closed her eyes and breathed out loud.
She grabbed me by my feet and locked me in her body position.
For the first time, it was her who was the last.
After that I felt her fast breaths coming to me,
Her entire body temperature was high,
Her cold hands, her husky voice,
Her shiny hair that was uprooted,
She said, Yes please.
I want more.
She wanted me to make her sit on her knees.
She said to tie the handcuffs in my hand and tie the strap in my leg.
Tie a black bandage over my eyes and pulled it with a hard force to stretch my hair.
Make me scream.
At that moment our fingerprints were on our back. Her soft skin is visually red and I see dark spots on her soft breast,
She mourned for more.
My tongue moved and pulled her mouth,
Her nipple was as hard as ever.
She says test me..tempt me.
Make me feel pain.
Possibly the whole night was great in our red night bulb.
Yeah, that red bulb and its reflection of the room was fucking awesome.. a bloody mood maker.
It was so hardcore.
Yeah but It was not a threat of lust that we had, but a Promise of a touch that cures both of us.
Ohh! A curse.
Yes, perhaps that lust became our curse.
Perhaps lust is our healer.
©kaach_ka_panchi
( P.s. The whole thing was written by an anonymous writer earlier. Right now I have tried to write this whole idea here in my own way and considering red night bulb with few lines)
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#kaachkapanchi #erotica #lust #orgasm #sex #bdsm
#mirakee #writers #poet #she #her #couple #poetryRed night bulb
©kaach_ka_panchi -
You are the only real thing
in my dream and the only
dream in my reality...
©my_balu -
In you I found myself,
the one that I feared
never existed, the one
I needed the most...
©my_balu -
Spark of her name
The heart just skipped it's beat for a second,
When a spark of her name hit it again.
Those memories flashed,
From which I tried to get unattached.
The heart claimed that it has something still for her,
But the mind knew that will be unsaid forever.
Tears rolled down, remembering every bit of her,
And the eyes got closed.
The night seized in disguise,
In the morning I do realised.
I was just like the sand,
Which was unable to get stuck in her hands.
Again when someday somewhere her name will be mentioned,
Every bit of her will again be remembered.
©mirakso -
Curly hair
Her hair was
black, curly
and her eyes were kind,
she wore a saree
of her mother's
and she had all the look
of an old fashioned girl
which made it even worse
for the lover in me
not to fall in love.
©manjunath_s_murthy -
kaach_ka_panchi
1w
Read More
(It's been four years)
Seems like,
Even today you are sitting with me.
Grabbed my hand then rubbed my cheeks.
You are asking about my office work.
And yet you are angry on me,
You are giving me some advice like take care of your health.
Meet people, make some new friends.
And please do not stress too much.
Do yoga in the morning.
Listen, you've got a girl for yourself?
Man why don't you settle down now?
Go on a date and start again. How long will you keep dying in my thoughts.
Forget me, let me go, I'm gone,
I'm gone My love ...
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Suddenly a friend of mine came,
Bro,Who are you talking to? I have been watching you since I came here, with whom were you talking alone? What is bothering you?
Get up,You go with me to the doctor.
Your mental state is not well.
You are scaring me by doing all this.
Me: - hey nothing happened and what scaring you?
Friend: - What did you say?
Bro, you are talking to yourself, as if she's here with you.
You think she is really sitting next to you.
Me: - oh it's not.
Friend: Then what? Bro, are you on drugs?
Me: - No way, just ..
I just want to see her face.
I want to talk to her so badly but since she's gone and not present here so I just made up my mind so that I can talk to her.
Friend: - Dude, you are completely mad, you are beyond my imagination.
Me: - Insanity in love is necessary.
Friend: - Fuck you.
I can't handle you and your mental trauma.
©kaach_ka_panchi
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#kaachkapanchi # mad #lover #mentaltrauma #depression #gonegirl #breakup #broken #tales #mirakee #she #her #poem #lovestory #mirakeewriters #longformMental Trauma
©kaach_ka_panchi -
Get over
"You'll get over her," I said to my heart.
A false promise made once again to be normal.
©manjunath_s_murthy -
The night we met
Why my heart is beating so hard?
Why my eyes are stucked?
Why the silence cuts the noise?
Was this all because of her?
She was there, standing infront of me
Glorifying the view of my eye
I was still, still to admire the beauty
the beauty which can't be reality
Her eyes were the heart shot of her look
Her hairs were floating with the breeze of love
Her smile was the one which got me
Is she really exist?
Should I approach her?
What would I will say?
What will happen if I fail?
Why the hell , I m so much pale!?
"Just go and say hi and how are you"
Who are you?
"I am the one who lie inside you"
I don't need you
"You will need me , when you will go for I love you"
Is this really love at first sight?
©noo_biewriter -
krquo_tes
1w
காத்திறுப்பு
ஐவிரல் கொர்த்து வெகுதுரம் செல்ல என் வாழ்க்கை துணையாக நீ வருவாய் என நான்
©krquo_tes
