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  • akshay_vasu 9w

    He began hammering the ground with all his might until the sky opened up, raining heavily on him. He looked at the sky, heard that thunder, and saw that lightning. He laughed maniacally before raising that hammer again.

    - Akshay Vasu

  • akshay_vasu 30w

    And in that rain, with the broken armor, face smeared with blood, and a sword with the stains of blood that even the rain couldn't wash away, he watched the sun hide behind the red sky. That is when his eyes shined, and he raised with maniacal laughter.

    - Akshay Vasu 

  • nigarrao 70w


    And thus letting in the murk of melancholy!

  • _an_on_ 70w

    ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵

    he chokes me
    and my asthmatic heart
    gets clogged
    then he treats me
    and gives me oxygen
    to console me.

    he savagely bites
    my neck
    then he cuts
    his skin till
    the thick blood oozes out
    from the depth
    of his wound
    when he realizes his

    he deliberately scratches
    my arm
    but when I bleed
    he comforts
    my pain to soothe
    my harm.

    Don't it hurt the feminist egotism?
    Don't it hurt the fragile anatomy?
    Isn't it savage?
    But such selcouth maniac is the
    love of a

    S A D O M A S O C H I S M

    ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵ ۵

    #maniac #selcouthc

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  • sonu99 70w


    All the great icons of the universe,
    Of present and those immortalised in the verse.
    Are the greatest maniacs and passionates,
    Behind their goals they are the infatuates.
    With their strongest zeal and courage they can conquer,
    Their power of focus and valour makes them a jaguar.

  • _diyapatel_ 70w


    Stop! What, you feel like
    Maniac, when did that
    Years bygone
    The wounds were so fresh
    The scars were all red
    And seems you should possess
    The day in me. Thats insane

  • mahtobpensdown 70w


    are maniac,
    always on the
    lookout for
    new ideas to
    convert them
    into words!

  • kee_tales 70w

    Those Wet muddy roads which spoiled our school shoe..
    Those Wet umbrellas which are not allowed into house..
    Those paper boats which made our days..
    Those sweet rain water and pleasant smell of soil..
    Those yellings of mother not to play in rain..
    Those good golden childhood days...♡
    Those minds thinking there will be no school tommorow...
    Those snacks which taste good when raining...
    Those plans for next coming rainy days...
    Those memories which are always carried by us...♡
    #writerscommunity #writersnetwork #readwriteunite #mirakee #pod #maniac #instagramwriters #writersofig #wordprompt #fairytales #rain #kee_tales

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    I left my heart there
    On those early 2000's
    Rainy days♥️

  • mariyamsara 70w


    So easily declared her as the lunatic
    As a psychopath 'cause she was numb
    Lost the feeling of her own skin
    Numbed all the prickles that bloomed
    And a heart of stone she carried
    With unfulfilled adventures frozen
    No more is she wild, no more is she alive
    They took it all, left her senseless
    A fire extinguished, left in smoke and ashes
    Skies always dark, nothing but endless black
    Days of gloom, just Chills spreading her spine
    Eyes staring far ahead, not a home in sight
    No more counting stars,
    No more screams from mountains
    No more quests for the impossible
    Drowning in mislaid thoughts
    No pain, no tears, nothing
    Just a soul wandering the lands
    Sailing on the waves
    Gliding through the air
    She's lost, she's nowhere
    All it took, to be named a maniac.


    #maniac #writersnetwork #mirakee #pod #ceesreposts @writersnetwork @mirakee @mann_se_

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  • phala_dingwe 70w


    She's a maniac
    About the signs believe that.
    No I'm not talking no zodiac
    She reads your mind, secure that.
    Clairvoyant sister of the spoken word
    She deals in the world of the unspoken
    She dreams of things you've never heard
    Making connections, the chain cannot be broken
    The mystical space
    Is her safe place
    She's a maniac
    That's a fact


  • sksfantasy_girl 70w

    A weight stops from flowing
    Own emotions are unrecognizable
    Started from words wanna come out
    But never said and blocked the senses
    Psychopath after hunted by narcissist

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    Its tough to express me,
    Either i dont wanna or i don't know me.
    Am i that low in words?
    Is this laziness or Alexithymia or low cultivation?
    Which maniac state is this?
    How to cure it?

  • anugraha_99 70w

    Adorned by the pitter patter of raindrops,
    Ubiquitously spreading bundles of joy,
    Grandiose festivals, holidays galore,
    United we celebrate and enjoy.
    Stealing all sorrow like a kleptomaniac,
    Tinges of tustle, augustly destroy.


  • tejaswini_3 70w

    Disclaimer: I am not at all supporting suicidal thoughts through this post. I just wanted to portray what the person might feel when he takes such an extreme step; because I have heard many times that if a person is mentally weak, then only he is provoked to end his life, which is not true in many cases. Many times, it's US who weaken that poor soul and push him into another world of trauma, and he is never able to return back.

    Be happy and share any difficulties that you have with your loved ones, speak up,and do remember you don't live for others but for yourself.

    Love you all❤️


    Aquilegia, the only last one,
    Of my heart, has withered,
    Perchance, it couldn't,
    Save it's petals from closing,
    Just like me, drowning-
    In a world of despondency,

    I do wonder, it's a mystery,
    For the world is a boon,
    And a bane for me, all at once,
    I screamed, I screeched,
    Deaf— The world was to me,
    Not even the wind would sing,
    Nor the leaves would sussrate,
    Be silent! It's just a lurgy!
    — All I could hear around me,

    A maniac— They would say;
    Challenged with abnormalities,
    As if, I was an open book,
    But they couldn't, just couldn't,
    Read my mind and my face,
    If they would have! I wish,
    peeped into me, my heart,
    Instead of those closed doors,
    Of my everclosed house,

    It was enough, I gave up,
    Death kissed my frail cheeks,
    I felt warm; no biting winter;
    Shall ever cape over me,
    For in Love and War, 'tis fair,
    I loved my body, and it
    Didn't want any more anguish,
    It was the final day, I won,
    And yet — I was defeated,
    In the eyes of the world...

    © tejaswini_3


    Aquilegia: A flower

    Maniac: A person who is considered wild in his behaviour

    Sussrate: Sound made by wind and leaves

    Lurgy: A disease


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    #writersnetwork #maniac #mirakee #pod #life #depression
    #poetry #thoughts #diary #ceesreposts

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    Philosophy told me
    I am born alone,
    I shall die alone;

    But, it never told me:
    I shall exist alone, too

  • wild_twig 70w

    It haunts me,those visualss of darkness
    She easily holded you in her arms
    I couldn't spoke even a single word
    Silence killed!
    I was STUCK in,
    What right did i have over you?
    Instead of thinking
    What i was going through?!
    I wanted to fight from you
    But never got guts to dare
    I accepted to be rejected by you
    But not stolen by her
    I never wanted to see you with her
    Always ignored,rejected my heart
    Until i realised
    I was your maniac!
    Its too late!

  • mann_se_ 70w

    Why did you behave so egomaniac?
    Your insouciance transformed me from
    realistic maniac to romantic maniac
    travel maniac to introspective maniac
    altruistic maniac to autistic maniac
    How I became an absolute maniac?
    I can’t recollect as if I’m amnesiac
    Help me dear to curb weakness cardiac
    Shoulder me ere I come a raving maniac


  • aphroditenow 70w

    A Madwoman out of the Attic

    Dark eyes and Raven hair
    Unfurled her beauty.
    But not her ravenous mind.
    She was a river,
    Untamed and wild.
    Her love was outrageous.
    Her hatred more vicious.
    Her spirit rebellious
    And burning vigorous.
    She was a maniac,
    Given to insanity.
    A nihilist
    Given to anarchy.
    She feared not his fists,
    Not the iron bars,
    Not even gruesome death.
    She was a lunatic
    Breaking out of the attic.

  • the_poem_place 70w


    They called me crazy,
    Said I was in a frenzy.
    The way I worked was kind of weird,
    And no one considered me deared.

    Said I was a Maniac,
    And organization skills I lack.
    Even insulted about where I'm going to reach,
    As if I didn't know the success breach.

    Well I think my ways are of my own,
    Whether or not to the world it's known.
    Im just gonna ask you to check your facts,
    Yours truly, Maniac.


  • divine_love 70w


    Excess of everything is bad untill you know that how to deal with abundance.


  • barefoot 70w

    **********Rantings of the inner child who more often than not is deemed as a maniac in a highly grown world***********

    Call me naive , but I do believe that joy tasted a little sweeter when I was a child.
    Call me not so well trained by society , but I do believe that I knew how to fall without shame when I hadn't learnt about the survival of the fittest yet
    Call me unfit , but I do believe that I knew how to hold the palm of my life with a tighter grip of trust when I hadn't learnt the physics of human fallacies yet.
    Call me a hypocrite , but I do believe that I knew how to cry for the invisible wounds of my self more loudly as though I accounted for my pain believing myself worthy enough to be unhurt when I hadn't comprehended the number of wars fought vainly on an every day basis yet.
    Call me a child , but I do believe that the sky seemed more magical when I hadn't yet learned that they were composed of conspiracies aimed at caging us like the birds flying across it yet.
    Call me a perpetrator of ignorance , but I do believe that I knew how to love without any kind of heavy moral obligations when I hadn't learned that I needed codes to be run by in my seperate heart console before trusting another being who had the same heart as me yet.

    Call me a dreamer , but I do believe that we are all a dream within a dream and I believe that the dream was way more colourful and vivacious and passionate and throbbing with delight when the dreamer of our dream was a little less of an adult and
    More of a child who craved to touch the essence of creation with curiosity; not duplicating or exploiting or un-clothing it with theories; instead frolicking in it with naive untrained hearts.

    For I happen to be a maniac who
    Wishes we don't lose our imaginations
    To the syntax of
    The world.Ever.

    Lest the joy that tasted like candy when we were a child and now tastes bittersweet like love starts
    Tasting like the sand which fills our moments when we let it trickle through our fingers without
    allowing ourselves
    to feel it
    any longer.


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  • nocturnal_enigma 139w


    Photo credit : To its rightful owner

    #prettypic29 of Abyss of Inspiration by @azureabyss @bluepuppy01

    Untitle 18 ~

    In a dark room;
    It looks gloom.

    The air is so damp;
    The boy hold a lamp.

    Sitting on a bed;
    Creatures invade.

    Monsters lurk around;
    Without making a sound.

    The angler fishes;
    Act so suspicious.

    On head; carry lil' torches;
    Is it some kind of tortures?

    As deep as ocean;
    Just like emotion.

    Some sleepless nights;
    Tied by wires of lights.

    Being an insomniac;
    Turning into a maniac.

    © Nuruliffa Emirah
    @ nocturnal_enigma


    #maniac @mann_se_

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    Untitle 18 ~

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    Photo credit :
    To its rightful owner

    #prettypic29 of Abyss of Inspiration by @azureabyss @bluepuppy01