1612 posts
  • paradoxicalpenman 5d

    If skill is a currency and talent decides the denomination, no wonder we are on the verge of a disaster be it economic, environmental, political or social coz the sailors tasked with steering the ship of humanity currently are some of the most incompetent nincompoops engaged in fulfilling their petty individual aspiration choking the life and soul of this planet.

  • pbwrites101 1w

    If tomorrow begins without me, and I'm not there to see it and the sun will rise and discover your eyes all loaded up with tears for me while thinking about the numerous things we didn't say. I realize the amount of care you do for me,furthermore it appeared to be practically unimaginable that I am leaving you.
    I thought about all the adoration we shared ,all the lovely moments we spent and all the great we had , try to understand that it was so easy i took my last breath peacefully and forgive me i will be not there from now onwards .You have to be used to it and don't believe we're far separated, for each time you remember me, kindly know I'm in your heart.

    #covid #covidtimes #rant #times #overthinker #peace
    @mirakeeworld @mirakee @writersnetwork

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    What if...

  • someone_you_know 1w

    And sometimes life's all about
    ...how beautifully can you paint a fake smile on your face when you're sad,
    ...how amazingly can you soothe others when you're yourself broken,
    ...how deeply can you understand others when your life is itself a mess.

  • iamtheashutosh 1w


    Even in the busiest of hours,
    Time was taken out,
    For the things which really mattered,
    Things which didn't really matter,
    Were then lambasted for being bland,
    But then in the end when,
    Blandness transformed into boldness,
    Leaving the most mattered things,
    Lay on floor like mattresses,
    What didn't really matter once,
    Left to live like a normal human!

  • mch_randomthoughts 2w


    Broken promises keep on piling up
    Apologies will come later, for sure
    I used to feel sad about this
    Its worse now, nonchalance...

  • azulonze 2w

    Full Rant Below ����

    Since I couldn't Get Words or Dreams or Anything Related to my Usual Ranting. Suddenly this Topic Popped up in my Head. And I remember how I feel Whenever I look at them. These Women are someone in Whom I see 'Beauty' the one I mentioned below. And I am �� sure that my Mum possesses such Quality & that's how I connect with them. What I find Attractive in them is their Eyes. It Speaks about Strength I lack. (I'm a work in progress. Also, I compared myself here, to Avoid Arguments and give a Further Idea about my Connection.)

    (Thought to Give Mention for Acid attack Victims... Because their Beauty is their Confidence, Strength and Hope. And I wanted to fill this Feed with something I look up to Whenever I hate myself.)

    Saynora ����


    #rant #randomthoughts #beauty #admiration #acidattackvictims #writersnetwork #mirakee #writersmusing #azulonze

    @writersnetwork @mirakee

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    This is an Example of the Beauty which never Really Expires...
    And That's what I will always Admire.

    Forever Humbled,
    A Kid with Words
    AO {azulonze}


  • mayureshk 2w

    Why all the feminism related posts online start with "men do this" and "men did this" why not "some men"?
    Let's reflect on what we really want to root out.
    Some jerks or the entire gender?
    Let's create change not hate.


  • mch_randomthoughts 3w

    All right
    Who am I kidding?!
    I am not better
    I still hate myself
    I still find my life dreadful
    I still want to die
    I don't feel satisfied
    I don't feel happy
    Who am I pretending for?!
    Maybe I really am that bad
    Maybe I really need to leave the world
    I tell others, hold on, this will pass...
    Does it?!
    I actually believed that for a while...
    What was I thinking?!
    Nothing good ever happens for me
    Because I find ways to screw it up.
    Every. Single. Time.

  • bonitasarahbabu 3w

    It never fails,
    Plans are made,
    But almost always, it has to be changed.
    She goes back to the torture,
    Because she needs to protect her safe haven.
    She hates going to hell on Earth,
    But she does it.
    One day this torture will end,
    And she prays it will be soon.

  • mch_randomthoughts 3w

    #fiance #rant #life #love #lesson #constant
    Thank you @writersnetwork for the appreciation ❤️

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    And just like that, it was gone
    The addiction, the obsession,
    The compulsion to talk to him
    All gone...
    He was busy for 3 days,
    And now when he's back,
    Suddenly I no longer need him
    I learned to live without worrying about him
    Whatever he was trying to say,
    finally hit home, I guess
    He isn't going anywhere
    Don't try too hard

  • azulonze 3w

    Full Piece Below ����: Being Moon...

    I'm like the Hidden Face of the Moon,
    Beneath my Light, Lies a Darkness...
    The Side of me, which Haunts their Kindness

    The Blade and The Wrist never Meet,
    But with Dwindling Hope & Rising Depression,
    A Tempting vs Motivational Plight...

    The Idea of Taking Rest is Sweet,
    But the Guilt of Proving them Right makes it Sour...

    So Maybe?
    I could Ignore them & The Demons in my Head,
    Find the Lost Spark & Fix myself, without someone's Help...

    It's a Cruel Character Arc,
    Written for an Emotionally Toiled Soul like me.

    --- © Azul Onze ---

    Most of the Straight Forward People are Easily Misunderstood. And I'm a Spl Case. I take Responsibility for Trusting People with my Honest Words. They took it Personally and Branded me as Troublemaker, Worst Woman, Double Agent, Etc...

    It Hurts for me to Write a Triggering Post like this, But I had to Get this Piece out, Coz it Seems Perfect. Yeah it's Broken but Perfect when you get Hit in the Heart.

    Sorry. But ❤️ for those who are Going through Storms at the Moment... Hopefully we get through this Phase sooner. And Live Life.

    Saynora ����
    Forever Humbled,
    A Kid with Words ��

    #mirakee #rant #depression #misunderstood #numb #writersnetwork #diary #azulonze

    @writersnetwork @mirakee

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    Being Moon,

    I'm like the Hidden Face of the Moon,
    Beneath my Light, Lies a Darkness...
    The Side of me, which Haunts their Kindness.
    Forever Humbled,
    A Kid with Words


  • mch_randomthoughts 3w


    ചില ദിനങ്ങളില്‍ ഞാൻ എന്നെ തന്നെ സ്നേഹിക്കാറുണ്ട്‌
    ആ ദിവസങ്ങളില്‍ ഞാൻ ഒരു നല്ല വ്യക്തി ആയിരിക്കും
    സ്നേഹവും അലിവും അനുകമ്പയും
    ക്ഷമയും സഹാനുഭൂതിയും എല്ലാം നിറഞ്ഞ
    ഒരു സ്ത്രീ...
    മറ്റു ചില ദിവസങ്ങളില്‍ എനിക്ക് കമ്പം
    മറ്റുള്ളവരെ വേദനിപ്പിക്കുന്നതാണ്
    ആരൊക്കെ എന്ത് തന്നെ ചെയ്താലും
    അസംതൃപ്തി തന്നെ...
    അവരോട് ദേഷ്യപ്പെട്ടു, പറയാൻ പാടില്ലാത്ത വാക്കുകള്‍ ആണ്‌ എന്ന പൂര്‍ണ്ണ ബോധത്തോടെ തന്നെ അവ പറഞ്ഞു വേദനിപ്പിക്കാന്‍ ശ്രമിക്കുന്നു...
    കുറെ വര്‍ഷങ്ങളായി തുടരുന്ന
    സ്വയംവെറുപ്പിന് ശേഷം ഞാൻ ഇത് മനസ്സിലാക്കാന്‍ ഒരു ശ്രമം നടത്തി...
    സ്ത്രീകള്‍ക്ക് മാത്രമായി സംഭവിക്കുന്നത്‌ ആണിത്...
    ഹോര്‍മോണ്‍ വ്യതിയാനങ്ങള്‍...
    എല്ലാ മാസവും രണ്ട് അവസരങ്ങളില്‍ estrogen ന്റെയും progesterone ന്റെയും അളവില്‍ സാരമായ മാറ്റങ്ങൾ വരുന്നു.
    അവ മൂലം സ്വഭാവത്തെയും പെരുമാറ്റത്തെയും നിയന്ത്രിക്കുന്ന തലച്ചോറിലെ ചില രാസവസ്തുക്കളുടെ അളവില്‍ വ്യതിയാനം സംഭവിക്കുന്നു, തന്മൂലം വേഗം ദേഷ്യം വരിക, എപ്പോഴും ക്ഷീണം തോന്നുക, പതിവായി ചെയ്യുന്ന കാര്യങ്ങളില്‍ താല്പര്യം നഷ്ടപ്പെടുക, അകാരണമായി കരയുക തുടങ്ങിയവ കാണുന്നു.
    എല്ലാ സ്ത്രീകളിലും ഇത് ഉണ്ടാകാറില്ല. നിര്‍ഭാഗ്യവശാല്‍ എന്നില്‍ ഇത് വളരെ പ്രകടമാണ്... ഇത് കൊണ്ട്‌ എനിക്ക് വന്ന നഷ്ടങ്ങള്‍ ചെറുതല്ല.
    സ്ത്രീകള്‍ ഒത്തിരി ദുരിതങ്ങള്‍ അനുഭവിക്കുന്നുണ്ട്...
    (ഇത് പറയുമ്പോൾ തന്നെ പുരുഷന്മാർക്ക് മാത്രമായ ഒത്തിരി പ്രശ്നങ്ങൾ അവർ അഭിമുഖീകരിക്കേണ്ടി വരുന്നു എന്ന് എനിക്ക് പൂര്‍ണ്ണബോധ്യം ഉണ്ട്... അതിനെ കാണാതെ സ്ത്രീയുടെ ബുദ്ധിമുട്ടുകൾ മാത്രം പറയുകയല്ല ഞാൻ. ഞാന്‍ ഒരു സ്ത്രീ ആയത് കൊണ്ടും എനിക്ക് വ്യക്തമായ അനുഭവങ്ങള്‍ സ്ത്രീ എന്ന നിലയില്‍ ഉള്ളത് കൊണ്ടും ആണ്‌ ഞാൻ ഇത് പറയുന്നത്.)

    നമ്മൾ ഓരോരുത്തരും കുറച്ച് കൂടി അവസരങ്ങൾ നമ്മുടെ പ്രിയപ്പെട്ടവർക്ക് കൊടുക്കാൻ തയ്യാറാകണം...
    തെറ്റുകളും മുറിവേല്‍പ്പിക്കുന്ന വാക്കുകളും ഒരു പക്ഷേ അവർ വേണമെന്ന് വെച്ച് ചെയ്യുന്നതാവില്ല...

  • pbwrites101 3w

    What I am thinking simply lying in my bed ALONE , that overthinking mind ticking at rocket speed.

    Not ready to meet your adored one's since you are inclined to this infection and in your brain it's there imagine a scenario where they get influenced as a result of you visiting them.And at some point it's there nothing will happen simply go .In this bubbly season I'm not ready to choose what to do only neurotic about the circumstances.

    I battle to adjust what was and what is. I miss my family most, and despite the fact that I set up the solid - you had the chance to proceed onward front, I simply continue to imagine it's all acceptable and I will awaken one day from this awful dream. Till then being tolerant is what I can do.
    #covid #covidtimes #rant #times #overthinker #peace
    @mirakeeworld @mirakee @writersnetwork

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    Covid times

  • _thefallenphoenix_ 3w

    Need an escape from this reality. Forever.


  • a_gentilischi 3w

    @pallavi4 I don't have answers to your questions.
    The only thing I can tell you is that you're not the only one who feels this way.
    I feel it too.
    And maybe, just maybe, others do too.

    This is just a rant..
    But aren't the rants the most honest words we can muster?

    ME & ME & ME

    I wage a war
    Against myself
    An eternal battle
    Where no one bends

    How can a war ever end
    When both you and the opponents
    Know every flaw and strength
    Within each other

    And so I'm (we are?) in stalemate
    That drains out all life

    One of me wants respect
    A good career
    Within the highest echelons
    Beholden (what an ugly word)
    To no one but myself
    Being my own mistress
    A person who breaks definitions
    Of what a woman is supposed to be
    No pathetic "yes, sir", "of course, sir"
    Just accepting the reluctant "yes, ma'am"

    One of me wants love
    A family to cherish
    A lover to warm
    Who warms me in turn
    Trust and mutual devotion
    Tender early mornings
    And soft, mellowed evenings
    With just a touch of magic
    From those fairy tales I read

    One of me wants freedom
    To heck with prissy corporate jobs
    To heck with Prince Charming's castle
    I want to see the sites
    Travel the world
    Pace for hours in the Uffizi gallery
    Write at sunset in quaint French villages
    Drink the flimsy loves that last but a night
    And live with no manacles
    No family, no lover, no home
    No caste, no race, no religion

    How can I feel all this?
    All at the same time
    Bubbling within me
    A volcano about to explode

    I wonder day and night
    Who is wrong and right?
    These questions have no answers
    At least not in plain sight

    I fear that in the end
    I'll just let time decide

    And I'll be a shape shifter
    Never concrete

    A flickering flame
    Growing brighter one second
    Then darkening the next
    Until one strong gust of wind blows
    Knocks me off the edge

    And the world burns
    So that...
    "I" and "I" and "I"
    Will burn too


    Written rights : ©a_gentilischi

    #mirakee #writersnetwork
    @mirakee @writersnetwork
    #thoughts #life #words #dreams
    #confessions #secrets #questions
    #rant #musings #wonder

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  • antarraal 4w

    You came without asking,
    while I had a doubt,
    yet we were shocked.
    Happiness you brought,
    never knew just a news
    without any shape and sound
    can be so big, so rejoicing.
    But you left,
    perhaps you expected little more
    and we didn't fit the bill.
    Or perhaps we were not
    good enough for you, so
    destiny played her part.
    Life would have been different
    with you,
    but its not at all bad now.
    Six years have gone,
    we dont really miss you,
    or even crave to have you again.
    But does that make me
    any less than what I am.
    I play so many roles
    that sometimes I just want to run away
    from everyone.
    I have to smile, be kind and polite,
    when all I want is to just lie down
    and say nothing.
    Office, family, parents, friends,
    they all need a piece of me,
    but I wonder
    when will I get a piece of myself
    that will be just me.

    This picture inspired me and I couldn't stop myself from penning this @bluepuppy01 #prettypic289 #rant #random #life #readwriteunite @writersnetwork @mirakee @writersnetwark

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    when will I get a piece of myself


  • dieactivaed_user 4w

    Every morning,
    she dresses herself
    with every bruise
    she has gotten till now.

  • midnightwanderings 4w

    My first time having my feelings returned. We knew it wouldn't last. You had two hearts, and only one was for me. The other was for my friend. This was a first for me, a different first for you. You and your other heart fought because my heart should have been cut, but I couldnt feel any sting. You fought for, and over me and how I felt, and yet you cared so little about my feelings.
    #lovetriangle #love #broken #emotions #emotionless #poem #poetry #poetsrant #rant

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    Sick and Tired

    I'm so tired and sick of this tension.
    I'm sick of not feeling what I should be feeling.
    I'm sick and tired of the contention.
    I should be hurt, not either of you.
    You make it about me, and then cut me out completely.
    I should be hurting but I put it aside, for you.
    You and what we had.
    I want to be furious, distressed, in pain, something.
    I want to give in to it.
    But I can't.
    As much as I may try, I can't give in.
    I'm so tired of it all.
    You care so much about my feelings, but yet you fight for someone else's and your own.
    So do you really care?
    Or am I just a stepping stone to get you what you want.
    Just because I can't feel the hurt dosent mean I dont hurt.

  • a_gentilischi 4w

    "Try to keep them, poet, those erotic visions of yours, however few of them there are that can be stilled. Put them, half-hidden, in your lines."
    - Constantine P. Cavafy

    I end up writing things like this, when I read Cavafy while having breakfast. ����

    Also, on a less melancholic and more celebratory note...
    Happy Birthday, Rahul! ����������
    You're a wonderful writer and an amazing soul.

    Written rights : ©a_gentilischi

    #haikuc #pod
    #mirakee #writersnetwork #writersbay
    @mirakee @writersnetwork @writersbay
    #love #unrequited #thoughts #unvoiced
    #muse #rant #solace #cavafy

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  • phoenixblaze 4w

    Don't put on me on the spot like that!
    What I told you might have been musings of some sort
    Some dreams that might have evaporated when I woke up
    Some sort of message from my counterpart from an alternate universe
    So to hold it against me
    To actually give what I say when I look like I'm sugar high,
    any weight whatsoever is...
    just pure stupidity.