#shades

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  • blossomwrites 1d

    SHADOW

    Battling through this dysfunctional world
    It follows
    Personifying one’s own reflection
    In this world full of unique shades of mankind
    It is persistent
    It firmly elates me
    As to how despite anything it follows throughout
    Your journey of life

  • rhythmic_beats 5d

    Let's tattoo metaphors,
    Which would light the world
    When the moon and sun
    Sleep in the shades of
    Hibernation.
    ©rhythmic_beats

  • poukii 6w

    Paint me with the colours of life,
    dip me in vanity of love,
    caress me with your healing hands,
    flood me completely in holy water,
    shower me in the foundation of nepenthe,
    whisper words of comfort in my ear,
    fill my heart with unconditional love,
    embrace me with my flaws and faults,
    embed me with acts of benevolence,
    awaken me from the trance of illusion,
    help me grow to my highest potential,
    open new doors of the world to me,
    radiate the inner light within you.

    As, I always keep staring at my life,
    My broken soul always asks....
    "Why me?"
    My tormented memories keep on telling..
    "What if ?"
    My caged thoughts repeats..
    "Not fair".
    For, life is playing a hunter game on me for long,
    it's a puzzle,that I am failing to solve.
    please lend a helping hand to me.
    Things cycles from time to time.
    I keep on sinking from time to time.
    Caged in infinite thoughts.
    Stucked within the four walls of room.
    Wandering in this unknown path.
    Please, come to me,
    before it's too late.

  • caged_inks_ 7w

    The clanking bits converging into the whole of me, the insides of each speck within,
    denying the duple.

    My vision, refuting to believe in what is binary,
    the night and the morning light, an ombre to be.

    There is grey, and there is a darker one.

    The faintest of all, often confused for the white.
    ©caged_inks_

  • thesoletraveller 10w

    Colors

    I stand, I sit, I breathe hence I live
    I swirl through the moments
    Each passing in the shadows of
    My worse nightmares

    I lay awake at night staring
    At the roof as if a reel is playing of
    All the good and the bad and I watch it
    Sadly without popcorn

    I live hidden in a corner and see
    Walls and furniture of only grey
    I think to myself what is the point
    To choose between black or
    The silvery dismay

    One day I see a bottle made
    Of something shiny and have you
    Ever heard the phrase
    Shiny and bright make things alright

    But it's at the other end so
    Far away where all the colors blend
    The strangest thing I have seen
    And I look around and then at myself
    No, I am just black, pure, and innocent

    Do I dare to touch
    Something so rare
    But then what is there to loose
    Do not think of me as an obtuse

    I touch the shiny thing and then
    It started to flow from its body
    To mine making me like itself
    But these are not just colors I realize

    These are shades of happiness, sorrow
    And sadness which I never thought were mine
    ©thesoletraveller

  • akshiwrites 10w

    #shades #wod
    P.c- pinterest

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    ©akshiwrites
    Birthday wish for myself:

    Dear me,
    Happy birthday!
    I wish, you experience all shades of life
    from warm smiles to heartbreaking strifes.
    I wish, you never lose the courage to shine
    even in the darkest of times.
    The days you're feeling blue,
    I wish you paint those days
    with shades of red,
    even tints of red would be okay!
    Afterall, it's all about making an effort.
    I wish, you be blessedwith such positive
    outlook towards life that you smile wide when you  espy sadness, crossing your path. I wish, you never forget people who were there when even your own soul felt like a stranger. I wish, you witness, in your lifetime, the world you day-dream about.

    Love
    Me
    06-03-98

  • marianotsaint 10w

    The universe will offer you colours.
    You hold the paintbrush.
    Life is your canvas.
    You choose the shade and the tint .
    Your choice of colours and the depth you add brings out a unique painting.
    That is your destiny.
    ©marianotsaint

  • pallavi4 10w

    Shades and tints

    Ashamed I am of the dark thoughts
    That continually plague my mind
    Embarrassed that I can concoct stories
    Tell myself lies of all kinds
    Caught in my own web of deceit I live
    My heart bearing shades of grey
    Without a tint of white to balance out
    The abundant darkness much to my dismay
    Never guided by the truth I wield
    My sharp tongue like a double edged sword
    Unfeeling, ungrateful an existence I lead
    Confused and carelessly bored
    Twisted thoughts that rule my mind
    Colour my heart a raven hue
    Replete of emotions , numb to others
    I remain in the grips of mournful blues
    Gravitating towards half truths
    The world I inhabit like an unyielding fool
    Shields my eyes to the cracks in the facade
    Sprinkled with specs of golden jewels

    @pallavi4

    6th of March, 2021

    Pic credit: Pinterest, picture credited to its rightful owner- Renaud Allirand composition

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  • mehna_2006 10w

    The untold myths the shade red hides.

    I had seen the red ,
    The one fearless and confident.
    Was now the one cowering against people's judgement.

    Even though a colour of our rainbow ,
    It was ruthlessly thrown out of our society.
    Because of the shade it holds.

    Was it red's fault ?.
    Wasn't it born with the colour we gave it?
    A malfunction?
    Maybe.

    Poor red ,
    Always weeping in th corner of the room ,
    When the others would just stand there and boast themselves.
    Wasn't red a colour for many?

    Just when someone tries to help this helpless colour,
    They are sucked into this judgmental hole of people .

    If you wear this shade,
    This red.
    You will be a person who ,
    Is Over-confident.
    Has an attitude.
    Less compatible.
    Less friendly .
    More envious.

    And what not?
    Seeing this , the red runs from you thinking it should not hurt you as they hurt it.

    They think red ,
    The evil in disguise .
    They wear red,
    As an unholy colour.
    They see red ,
    As everything but good.

    Just why does this colour gets a taste of discrimination ,
    When every other other colour get their good meals served from this high rated society.

    What was it's fault?
    It wasn't it's fault ,
    That people had judgmental minds.
    It wasn't it's fault ,
    That it became the victim of alliteration.
    It wasn't it's fault ,
    That the others meant something and this one didn't.

    This shade was once called royal .
    This shade was once everything.

    And now ,
    This is called names for no reasons.
    This shade means nothing.

    A colour for love?
    More like a colour of hatred.

    Oh dear red .
    Everything will be okay.
    One day the canvas will go blank.
    And no other colour shall leave their rainbow but you.
    And you will be the one to paint it ,
    With all the sorrows you caged ,
    With tears as strokes,
    And hatred as love.
    That day will be soon.

    Just endure it a little more,
    And you'll be cherished by those blanks waiting for you.


    ©mehna_2006

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    I don't know about this one as well.��
    Thanks for heart ❤️.

    @mirakkee @writersnetwork

    #wod #shade #red #love #hate #life #me #you #them #pod #shades #colour

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    The untold and unseen myths of this shade holds.
    And endures.
    Just used and thrown like nothing ,
    Once the paint comes to an end.

    Just how the used red lipstick weeps ,
    When it didn't take a second for them to throw it away.

    Just as the torn red dress from that horrible night,
    Because it was the colour of disgrace on her.

    Just how the sun sets before the red appears on it,
    With the fear of being judged by them.

    And same as how death owned the red,
    So it could leave with it without any whispers or faces.


    ©mehna_2006

  • ethereal_soul 10w

    Hope this post relates with you in some way.
    @mirakee @writersnetwork @quotes_mirakee @writersbay #tint #color #shades #wod
    @writersnetwork thank you for the like

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    Single tint of originality
    can over shadow all shades of replicas.
    ©ethereal_soul

  • pranalishah 10w

    Tints & Shades

    Every tint has a shade
    likewise every shade has a tint,
    The contrast of each
    illustrates an artwork unknown,

    And when put together a
    beautiful harmony mellows...

    ©pranalishah

  • _yemisi_ 10w

    I wonder,
    The wanders of my heart,
    How its tints interplay with shades,
    What happens when in the middle
    Where tints and shades are void?

    I wonder,
    The wanders of my soul,
    When her colours are neutral
    What then is the height of her shades
    And the dept of her tints?

  • kriti_dinesh_shukla 10w

    I'm like this Moon.... Maybe I look calm and bright , but still I have a dark side.
    ©kriti_dinesh_shukla

  • hoorbanu98 11w

    Sync inside HER to hold out

    ~~~❤~~~
    In the society of patriarchy
    A girl wants to be a snow
    For wind..

    They know darky
    Life is a roaller coaster
    Of Fog and storms...

    Still, She now hierarchy
    For Mirror and a Ladder
    Of Chrysanthemums...

    But in vain an army
    Of Bear through butterfly
    For Dog to kill serpent....

    I know she carries sparky
    Of Lillies and violets with her
    And marvellous of a Chain....

    And all she is comely《Attractive》
    Time in her can be to she
    In Red, Blue, Yellow, Purple, white, Black
    ~~~❤~~~
    °°°°°°°°°°°°♡♡♡♡♡
    ~~~Each shades in her blood represents her life~~~
    ©hoorbanu98

  • shadesofyu 13w

    "My therapist told me that anxious people have tendency to only explore the scary 'what ifs' and challenged me to remember that there is also a flip side. What if you excel? What if it is one of the best experiences of your life? What if it changes you in a beautiful way?"

  • snehant 14w

    MY FIRST POEM

    BLACK (POEM MY)

    I am as dark as black.
    Even, mine is more darker, and its less.

    I am not saying I am all full of negativity.
    But my soul has drown from my past, like dark evil tragedy.

    Past is what is making me think, that I am black and evil.
    But I have different shades of black, that are not visible in civil.

    I am darkness, but I try to consume others black.
    Because I know, I can tolerate, its different shades.

    I want to fly, from world, want to be free.
    But it's going to cost me a very deadly fee.

    Don't run from me I will try to be more colors.
    But atleast give me some time to sort out my own shades of flavors.

    I am as black as dark in deep inside.
    But I always try to give others the colors which are very hard to find.

    ©snehant

  • thesagacontinues07 19w

    Shades of emotions

    I loved somebody who could never be mine,
    It was one sided and it was fine.
    Nothing to complain, nothing to be sad about,
    Just the fantasy felt so real that reality was a doubt

    Learn from life and earn the striving hours
    Train your brain to turn pain into power
    But this vain and nonchalant stains and clouds,
    And rains of doubts dubiously made me shout,

    In silence, the loud violence was the only feeling I could arouse,
    In my mind, i was counting on you to count me out,
    And astoundingly you didn't fail to disappoint me throughout,
    Now that you've gone, my mind no longer fiddles in and out.

    I've become a cold person, I am so frozen,
    My shoulders are boulders built out of dirt after a soul erosion.
    In a motion I am the point when I stand still,
    I ran so chill that even my blood can't spill.

    Climbing mountains made of diamond doubts,
    Sustainig till I get ahead of time and rest at the top,
    I realized, If a bed full of roses ever did exist,
    It would be hypnosis entering into an oasis of abyss.

    Even if I wrote my calibre to the point I'm blank like out of sight,
    I'm point blank, the magazines still won't work on my side.
    Not logically or practically, but I'm supersonically creating my individuality,
    No formalities, this normality is as real as a fantasy.

    It's the reality where I'm heading for my dreams for success
    Make them true and I won't truce or settle for less
    I won't exaggerate but I will exasperate myself till death
    And even on my death bed I won't rest.

    Hold your horses till I get stable, as I get off topic off this table,
    This poem is the cultural vulture that enables,
    For you to decide what is what, and why is why.
    It's all up to you to decide, whether this poem is wrong or right. It's all in you mind.

    ©thesagacontinues07

  • ms_shayara 22w

    मैं जो गुज़री तो लौट ना पाऊँगी
    तेरी ओर की हवायें फिर मुझे पुकारे भी जो
    तो सुन ना पाऊँगी
    करना फिर वादे उन बीती यादों से
    जिनका साया छोड़ तुम चल दिए थे,
    एक हिस्से को दो बड़ी ही आसानी से तुमने कर दिए थे।

    - नैन्सी उप्पल



    ©ms_shayara

  • wanderlust_chai 33w

    Favourite shade

    Color of the sky is my favourite.
    As the shades of the sky blends,
    Life and even our planet moves.


    ©wanderlust_dreamy

  • inked_it 33w

    Did you all also felt the same feeling?
    You kept on reading your own write up again and again at whatever situation it is. As you are in love with your write up.
    You never tired of reading also. Just kept on reading it like you are reading for a very first time.
    ©inked_it