356 posts
  • aaftab1995 1w

    Anti Incumbency Days

    That one constant factor deviates at your first appearance
    so much so that it now become the symbol of protest and preservance
    About one destination and self-care
    Which may led to collapse of my government??
    What should I do now??
    You're being requested to join my alliance
    In pursue of shaping the future of every single hand.

  • darkmoon696 4w

    In the coming few days, I'll be posting one of my short stories, that I have also published on Amazon Kindle, in various segments. This is Part-1 and I hope you'll stay in touch with the piece as we go through the gripping and evocative challenges that the characters experience.
    And yeah, don't forget to comment below any kind of suggestions to the story as we go and I'll surely consider them and make the appropriate changes in the story.✌️
    @writersnetwork @miraquill @mirakeeworld

    #shortstory #part1 #horror #fiction #drama #action #thriller #love #death #heartfelt

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    A Short Story- Part 1

    ‘Good Morning Students’, I said as I walk into the class with a brown leather suitcase held in my hand. After having an incredible brainstorming session for about an hour, I finally give the students a break. I, then, walk back to my cabin and start packing my bags. As I am doing so, my colleagues surprise me with a cake and congratulate me. The celebration lasted for two hours, after which, I drive home in my Chevrolet Cruze. And that is how I celebrated my last day at the college as a chemistry professor.

    For the first time in my life, I have plenty of time and I don't have anything planned. I knew retirement would be monotonous but for the first few days, everything started seeming like a temporary change in my life and I thought to myself that I will eventually start teaching again. I felt that way since I am afraid to accept the reality, that is, my retirement.


  • pisces_corner 9w

    She was born on march,
    with the sign of pisces,
    she was cute,shy and
    had alot of dreams
    to be fullfilled
    with much expectation
    than reality.
    But her life was more prominent
    to others than herself.
    She made up her world
    with unseen characters.
    She thought her way
    would be more easier
    than she dreamt off,
    but all were so different
    that she could drawn off
    through this amazing world.

  • mequreshi 10w

    My anxiety sits in a corner ,
    As I look at him holding his guitar
    I hold him in my eyes,
    Even when we are sitting so far
    His melodies have hit the rhythm of my heart,
    But a left out human would never know love on his part

  • khamosh_alfaazz 19w

    अक्सर पार्ट 1

    दिल मिले उससे
    जिसे तुम चाहो
    अक्सर इश्क़ में ख्वाहिशें ऐसी ही होती है...

  • thelonewolf08 22w


    Sinking into the dense vapour
    Rays fading steadily
    The sun blinked at me
    Caressing it's lovely rays
    "You are sinking, yet blinking at me?"
    I asked

    "Be not doomed human
    For I shall rise again
    Piercing through these dense blockage
    I will light your day
    As I bring hope,new expectations, experiences and lessons
    My arrival shall be marked
    By this universe and it's constituents
    With cheerful chirps and flapping wings
    With flowers' bloom
    With a cow's moo
    With a temple's bell
    With your mother's alarm like yell
    Be not doomed human
    For I shall be up again
    Before your eyelids are up"

    By the time I was finished listening to it's rays, the sun had already sank into oblivion.
    A smile popped on as I was wondering it's blink the next morning.

    #thesun'stalk #thesunsetspeaks

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    The sunset speaks
    it teaches us, only if we listen

  • kkthakur 23w

    #part1 poem ae jindgi

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    मेरी जिंदगी

    सुन तो सही मेरी ज़िन्दगी
    मुझे अब नींद की तलाश नहीं रातोंमे जागना अच्छा लगता है तू बता तो सही मेरे पास तेरी इस महफ़िल कितना वक़्त बचा है
    मै उस वक़्त को इस कदर बाट लुंगी की
    जितनी सांस आती है उस में ढूंढ लूंगी कितनी साँस बाकि है जाने किस घड़ी मौत आ जाएगी और आते ही मुझे निगल जाएगी
    इसलये मै अभी सभालना चाहती हु,बिना रुके चलना चाहती हु,इस दुनिया में अपने अनकहे सपने को कैसे साकार करूँ ऐ जिंदगी तू बता तो सही कब तक रहने की इजाजत है मुझे तेरी इस महफ़िल में.
    मै उस वक़्त से ही प्यार कर लुंगी इस अहसास में जी लुंगी देखो तो सही क्या नही मिल सकती तेरी इस छोटी सी दुनिया में.

  • miss_silentlyweird 24w

    I remember when I was writing my novel, I was more shocked by my characters plot lmao��

    Source ��: Pinterest
    Some memes I saw in Pinterest

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  • _sahista_ 25w

    Mistress Life

    I like black a little too much,
    It always get the right attention which I crave.
    The time is correct,
    He will be home by 8:00.
    I wore the perfect outfit which hugs my curve and shows a little cleavage,
    I am his mistress,
    And pleasuring him is my work.
    He saved me few years back from some goons,
    Who tried to rape me in the alley.
    He taught me so many things and introduce me to the new life style,
    Just only on one condition that I should obey his demand.
    He has a wife and two children's,
    Still he wants more and for that I am the perfect whore.
    That night he saved me, provided me a home, food and all the comforts which was Missing from my life,
    Only to trap my body and mark my soul.

    In a way I realised all men are same...
    Some snatched your dignity, some woo you, some demand your pussy and some claim it but they want some thing in exchange nothing is for free,
    Welcome to my life,
    I am Kim,
    The mistress of the well known Mafia Don...

  • kichu_parameswaran 34w

    കണ്ണ് തുറന്ന് നോക്കുമ്പോ ചുറ്റും പാതിയും മുക്കാലും പുകഞ്ഞ് കിടക്കുന്ന സിഗരറ്റ് കുറ്റികൾ. കയ്യെത്തും ദൂരത്തിൽ ബീർ ബോട്ടിലും വീണുകിടക്കുന്ന കാനുകളും.. കമഴ്ന്നു കിടക്കുന്ന ആ ഡയറി കാണുന്നത് വരെ ഇന്നലെ കിടന്നത് വല്ല ബാറിലാണോ എന്ന് വരെ തോന്നി പോയി..

    ഒന്നെഴുന്നേറ്റ് മുഖം കഴുകിയേക്കാം എന്ന് കരുതി കാലു കുത്തിയത് മാത്രമേ ഓർമ്മയുള്ളു.. ഇടം കാലിനടിയിൽ മുഴുവൻ കറുത്ത പാടുകൾ ചിലതൊക്കെ മഞ്ഞിച്ച് തുടങ്ങിയിരിക്കുന്നു.. മൈലാഞ്ചി ഇട്ടത് പോലെ കാൽവെള്ള നിറയെ പൊള്ളിച്ച് ഭംഗിയാക്കിയിരിക്കുന്നു...

    സ്വന്തം വേദനയിൽ സുഖം കണ്ടുതുടങ്ങിയോ നീ കണ്ണാടിക്ക് മുന്നിൽ നിന്ന് അവൻ അവനോട് തന്നെ ചോദിച്ചു..

    ഒരു കണക്കിന് മറ്റുള്ളവർ വേദനിപ്പിക്കുന്നതിനേക്കാൾ എത്രയോ നല്ലതാണ് സ്വയം മുറിവുണ്ടാക്കി വേദനിക്കുന്നത്..

    കട്ടൻ തിളച്ചുന്ന് തൊന്നണ്... കെറ്റിൽ ഒച്ചപ്പാട് അക്കുന്നുണ്ട്..

    പയ്യെ വേച്ച് അവൻ നടന്നു ചുണ്ടിലെ തീനാളം വലിച്ച് കൊണ്ട്..

    കിച്ചെണിലെ ജാലകം വഴി പതിവ് തെട്ടിച്ചെന്നോണം ഒരു മഴക്കൊള് കണ്ടു..

    കാർമേഘം ഇടി മുഴക്കി മഴയുടെ വരവ് അറിയിച്ചു...

    ടിങ് ടോങ്ങ്... ������
    ( the calling bell rings )

    For other parts tap ���� #TheStoryteller #malayalam #part1

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  • khairiah 36w

    Without Me

    When you were at your lowest,
    I was there.
    When you were hurt,
    I was there.
    When you had no one,
    I was there.
    When you needed someone to talk to,
    I was there.

    When you wished for happiness,
    I wished the same for you.
    When you were looking for someone new,
    I wished you would find the person you're searching for.
    When you finally found that person,
    I wished I wouldn't lose you.

  • barbietocatwoman 37w

    "Savour it", she coaxes in my ear. The shudder that runs through my body not at all forced as the nature of my current predicament crashes into me. That I have nothing and no one to run to. That I'm in a world not of my own choosing. And no one will come for a person already presumed dead.

    She pries my mouth open, almost breaking my jaw. Pours the dark liquid down my throat and immediately clamps my jaw shut. I choke a little, denying her my obedience, but anticipating them she squeezes my head with her hands till the pressure forces me to relinquish. "There, there. At least I haven't sent you to the dungeons today. I don't want a repeat of last night's incident on the day I wear my favourite minks."

    I glare at her. She smirks, puts the cup on the table and proceeds with today's line of questioning. Per usual, no results. No sound in the room but the leaking ceiling singing to the floor. And my crude giggles bouncing off the walls.

    Several hours later she walks out, leaving me an electrocuted mess slinking off the chair. The cleaners arrived on her heels and begin setting things aright. Before her next visit; another day to fight for my life.


  • showingupforthemuses 38w

    Healing Yourself - Part 1

    The first step to begin healing yourself is to recognize that you NEED healing in the first place.

    There are 2 ways to know this.

    1. Other people tell you that you have a certain problem - constantly getting irritated, having an attitude problem, etc.

    2. The Universe shows you directly - by damaging your body parts, and making the damage really visible.

    The sooner you recognise that you NEED healing, the better for you to start taking steps to Heal.


  • sharmatanisha 39w

    एक शख्स

    सोच रही हूंँ कि कृष्ण बन जाऊँ....
    पर तुम्हें राधा बनाऊं या बांसुरी बनाऊं...
    अगर बांसुरी बनाया तो...
    तुम होठों के लग जाओगे....
    और अगर राधा बनाया तो...
    तुम दिल में बस जाओगे...❤❤

  • charul0117 39w

    मेरे ख्वाब!!

    "ख्वाबों की भी एक बडी अजीब-सी दुनिया है।"
    जहां सार्थक कुछ होता नहीं,और कोई पहेली सुलझती नही।मन तो हमारा भी है, पर हमे सफलता हासिल होती नहीं।दिल थोडा घबरा- सा गया है, कि क्या "कोई हमारा अपराध तो नहीं"?
    मुशकिल घडी है, फिर भी हार मानना हमने सिखा नहीं।परेशान हूँ,बेचैन हूँ,खामोश हूँ,पर आसक्त नहीं।।पता नहीं,मेरे और ख्वाबों का सफर कभी खत्म होगा भी या नहीं।

  • edwardfizerjr 40w

    The Night

    Once again the sun has set,
    the day comes to an end.
    We think about the ones we met,
    And the ones we'd meet again.
    The light has gone, but shall return
    At least that's what we hope.
    The night is born, the fear we learned,
    Is our souls only trope.
    It's dark out now. I'll see you soon.
    I wish you'd say the same.
    But if that's false, I'll count my loss
    And it's night time that I'd blame.

  • lost_memoryy_ 45w

    #part1 #TheIncident
    Do tell ur views in the comment section below��
    @mirakee @mirakeeworld @writersnetwork

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    The Incident

    It’s all faded, everything I remember or try to remember is just a blurr. The voices of the people crying, running around. It’s all flashes, I remember. The place was filled with chaos and terror, nothing seemed to be real anymore. No one had a sense of stability to what had happened. Everyone had fear on their faces. Just trying to search a way to get out this madness. There were bodies lying down, blood spilled everywhere like water, burnt faces, lost hands. Just couldn’t have looked anymore.

    All of my visuals after the incident are somehow getting blocked, maybe it’s due to the head injury. I was blown away, maybe 10ft to 15ft and got my head struck with a light pole. Every time I try to think about it, it just gets harder and harder for me to remember it. Maybe I am losing it all. Next thing I remember is being rescued by a group of nurses. They grabbed me, pulled me on a stretcher, took me into the ambulance van and started my first aid. I was sedated and the next time I wake up is on a hospital bed with my wife outside the room, waiting for me to regain consciousness.

    I was at the market junction just near the main townhall, to buy some groceries for home. It was just a normal day. Vehicles were honking on the road, trying to make their way through the traffic. People were bargaining to get the best deal possible. A group of protestors were on the footpath, just right at the corner of the street, chanting slogans of their faith and beliefs for society. A couple, maybe newly wed, were roaming the streets, holding hand in hand. It was around 2 P.M, because the nearby school was dismissed and kids were on the streets like a hive of humming bees.

    It was heavily crowded just as always.

    12th May, my 5th marriage anniversary. A very special one for me and my wife, Sudha. And to make it extra special, I was going to be the head chef. A perfect plan for a perfect evening. She was gonna love it all.


  • ashishpratap 46w

    A Day Dream

    It's 5:00 AM
    Walking on the road
    I meet someone
    Can you guess
    Who is she ?
    Yes, she is Smriti Mandhana.
    I wish good morning to her
    She responded with her cute smile
    You know ? We talk two hours
    Now I become familiar to her smile
    Alas! time to practice in the nets
    She has to leave
    We will meet tomorrow,she says
    Yahoo! these words makes me smile
    I know this is too early to leave
    But her sweet smile makes my day

    .....oops I forgot to mention
    I'm a day dreamer

  • _minty 49w

    There are 7.8 billion people in this world yet, no one is as stunning and outstanding as you are

  • _flow803_ 111w


    The Mother of the Mother of my children was always willin’; to do any and everything for all of her children. / Her presence was a present, her impact is a reflection of the people that’s within this building; if you’re hurting, I was asked to give you some healing. / Beautiful soul, as colorful as a beautiful rose; selfless countless times over herself others were chose. / Beautiful glow, from her head down to her beautiful toes; photogenic always ready to strike a beautiful pose. / Her skills in the kitchen deserve