Miraquill
Society
Scared of the society
People with cheap mentality
Won't change my morality
Thoughts can't be reality
Sick of this insanity
Want to leave this city.
©poems__by__k
#sick
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poems_by_k
4d
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Sick to my stomach
When my thoughts remember you
and the pain you caused...
©simpleselfexpression -
World of Mine
This world of mine keeps spinning,
keeps spinning,around you
i don't know why ?
i don't know how !!
i don't what
force keeps me holding onto you
it's not the gravitational pull.
nor some other force,
which can be explained by scientist..
are you my sun ?
are you my blackhole ?
will you nourish me ?
will you destroy me ?
well only the time will tell,till then,
My World and I will keep spinning around you !!!
©rohi06 -
Ik Aah Nikli Hai Dil Say
Dua Jayai Gi!
Mairai Muala Tak Mere Sada Jayai Gi
Qubool Ho Kar!
Niyamat Ban Kar Wapis Aayai Gi
Mairai Muala Tak Mere Sada Jayai Gi
Hai Jo Bimar Yahan!
Dua Qubool Ho K Shifa Banay Gi
Mairai Muala Tak Mere Sada Jayai Gi.....
©sheikh_huzaifa -
May Musing #8
nothing subtle here
bright orange bottles,
colorful shapes
capsule or tablet
both loud rattles
shake shake
no one knows
the rattle is me
the rumble of
an angry stomach
the shuddering of
shaking hands
the wheeze of
labored breaths
life draining slowly
the rattle is me
I am sick
you see
I can’t make
what I need
these rattles
are life to me
few pills a day
keeps my rattles away
©flamingo10090 -
Bad Thoughts
Closing my eyes to visions of nightmares
Thinking of things I hate
Opening my eyes to another nightmare
Thinking of a way to make it stop
In my dreams my jaw opens for rot
In my wake my jaw is clenched tight
In my dreams my eyes see all
When I wake I see a haze
Dreams come in through the open window
Yet never leave
They linger and fester
Create homes in my clothes
In all the nooks and crannys
They eat the happy thoughts
Rot away my sanity
When I open my eyes I see them scatter
Hiding away
They where not meant to stay
They grow gluttonous on my sanity
Leaving nothing at the table
Not even a scrap left for me
I somehow find them
Hiding under tables
I squash them without mercy
Leaving little black spots
But with one death another joins
In the name of vengeance
Of some grandparent
Some day I hope
The bloodline will end
Either my own
Or the bad thoughts
One has to go
©mighty_are_the_fallen -
raman_writes
6w
बेज़ार
बेज़ार ख़्याल को हमेशा दफ़न कर देना चाहिए ।
साजिशों से मिलकर वो खूबसूरत नहीं बनता ।।
©raman_writes -
wifey_suicide
7w
Read MoreI wanted to do something different, so I wrote a story about a couple who are madly in love, who end up killing people and the only way they get away from their crimes is by leaving the country and telling the press that they're dead.
Enjoy this short story :)
#rhyme #poetry #writing #love #murder #crime #running #bonnie #clyde #insane #sick #twisted #dark #differentYour Love is Mine
Who would've thought I've would've met my partner in crime
Thinking I would just sell her a dime
Without surprise
We're burying a body that owes me money
Without fingerprints left behind
Oh how lucky am I to call you mine
The police only know lies
While the streets stay silent and the family cries
You smile at me and I smile back
Let's do another hideous crime
Now we're lost in time
Bonnie and Clyde
Quick to Mexico, let's hide
They won't find us here
Let's find some peace inside
Tell the world that we've died
Your love is mine
I do love the smell of fresh baked pies
Bet they would smell even better if they had the blood of our enemies
I agree, because your ideas are also mine
We'll tell the police lies even if we get arrested this time
Six hour drives, don't seem bad when you're getting away with crimes
Now we're lost in time
Bonnie and Clyde
Quick to Mexico, let's hide
They won't find us here
Let's find some peace inside
Tell the world that we've died
Your love is mine
Uh oh, nobody knows were alive
What do you say?
Let's kill the president this time
People won't believe were alive
Conspiracy?
Only the psychiatrist knows, but only when he has a stuffy nose
The news says it's a cold
While me and my baby are flaunting around our cash
Since debt cards will lock us up fast
Police are confused while we laugh
You might call us insane, but I call it love
Since love makes you do crazy things
Otherwise we wouldn't be wearing matching rings
Your love is mine
©wifey_suicide8 5 2
- amaranthine_ Woah this is insane. The vibes of madness and passion mixed together, godamned but still awesome. Damn I'm blown this is...!! Can you continue this? I'd love to read more! Please
- amaranthine_ @_firefly @galvanizedthoughts @onemayhem @gelukzoeker @severed_strings
- onemayhem @renaissance__ thanks
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onemayhem
Oh damn wow!
The madness and insanity.
This was something different and amazing.
A chilling read indeed! - twographites *-*
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Dear Mom
When i am sick
I don't like it when people tell
Don't over react you are well
When you need them the most
Why everyone is lost
I don't wanna go further
Because I know nobody cares except your mother.
All i want is somebody by my side
Telling just like you that everything would be alright
Your place nobody can replace
Momma I love you and miss you
I just hope to see you soon yes I do
©lonelyflower -
...
We do like and write so many poem's
Who knows,
About the inner lying storm
I'll die maybe tomorrow
And all you'll lose will be a like and a follow
Now I'm trying hard
Hard again, for not losing my mind
When all around is easy for people
Why do I lack so behind ?
There is nothing I look forward to ,
Nothing that matters
Just breathing air to waste
And solid body that clatters
©mequreshi -
om_presents
18w
Sick
An attack happened.
And I was hit in the cross fire.
I remember when it happened.
And how I felt in that moment.
Inhaled water sending a shock only understood.
If it's experienced.
So don't allow me to waste your time
With silly rhymes.
I felt that same shock
With a blast to follow the next day.
I just saw her yesterday.
In the mirror.
A healthier version
Of what I am feeling.
©om_presents -
jadeivy
22w
Migraine
Pain heavy in the eyes.
Swelling deep inside the head.
Throbbing against the skull, brain about to explode.
All the noises of the world ringing around.
Every scent stinging straight into the soul.
Light coming in so bright,
Even the slightest could burn a hole.
Now this everyday,
The pain won't go away.
Not matter how patiently you wait.
©jadeivy -
Sick Of Love
That's The Kick Of Life
©amoghavarsha -
Din badle , Waqt badle..
Saal badle , Chehre badle ...
Aaina wahi , Shakal badle...
Khamoshi wahi , par Shor badle...
©kalambaazi -
#School
You always be at school because you have to learn new things and have lunch with your friends when you have no food at your house. except when you are sick you should not go to school until you feel better +☺️=
©123zoe123 -
gurseerat_maan
29w
Read More
✨ Making efforts to get rid of grudges I bear towards people ✨
Shikayat #grudges#��#theymakeusvoid#feelings#emptiness
#loneliness#unhappy#healing#betrayal#heartbreak#lost#tired#pappiloedema#sick#mirakee#meGRUDGES
They make us void!!!
©gurseerat_maan -
parthvegad
29w
CARE ❤️
In Our Life
I'm Always Be
There For Your
CARE
When you sick or Well
I'm Always Be
There For Your
CARE
When you Think
I'm Didn't Care You.
It Means I'm There
To CARE MORE.
Buy Now You Didn't Talk
With Me..
Still I'm Always
Pray For Your
CARE❤️
©parthvegad -
mmbftd
29w
Read MoreMigraine experience.
#chronicpain#migraines#headaches#sick#hopeless#hopeful#unwell#brain#skull#demons#pain#help#lost#decline#depression#anxiety#fear#suicidalideations#physicalpain#sufferring#screaming#crying#healing#time#darkness#momentum#gratitude#healing#heavy#headspace#mmbftd#strength#endurance#lifeMigraine
Today is a new day
The day after
The bombs were dropped
Inside my head
I felt a fissure there
Deep in my skull
Though no one else could see it
And as I became twisted
Wreckage of human
Caught up in sweaty
Uncomfortable blankets
Suddenly too rough on my skin
I begged all forces unseen
To release me from my anguish
Even death was a welcome
Suitor
The throb of my eyes
With every weak heartbeat
Smashed my face
With such force
Tears poured out of me
But crying made it worse
So I detached into a wiggle
Back and forth
As I lay on the couch
No comfort in that either
Only a way to mark time
In front of me.
Time, the only elixir for this
Evil malady
I tried everything over these years
Yet nothing helped but time
Darkness, noiseless, smell-less
Void.
No pills, shots, meditation, vitamin, nor amount of positive vibes could cure this.
And so I suffer and endure
One, two, three days on the calendar
Two maybe three times a month
And I lose those days
So I am extra grateful for the ones I get, without my skull demon riding me.
And there are so many hardships out in this world. My issue is so miniscule, and this I know.
But in my bubble of existing, I only think of myself at those times, and simotaneously trying to survive and yet welcoming death should he appear to take me.
And so today is the day after
My pain is gone enough to stand
Gone enough to sip water and see this light blaring into me.
But my mind is not sharp, not quick. I am a dumbed down version of my normal self.
Cognitive function very dim.
A few more days of this now.
I bend my knee and spout gratitude into the air around me and farther, into the universe.
My tears now in gratitude instead of pain.
I've survived again. As we are all trying to do.
Now what shall I do with this new precious time?
©mmbftd -
maanvi_bhagat
33w
Tiredness overclouding her features
Her trembling lips leaving a sigh
Her sickness spreading all over body
Her pale face ready to say goodbye
Her eyes welcoming her dear ones
Not now holding any sort of fear
Slowly closing on their own accord
Her life's memories now a blur
©pearl_pari14 3 1
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abhishekkamble
33w
Read More#writersnetwork #mirakee #writerstolli #scenery #city #abandon #hatred #home #sick #dream #evening #bus #travelogue #dairy #trending #pod #depressed #soulful #shortstory #poet #writings #scribbles #fiction #nature
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The home was too sick to be an invisible person who always had a lively aura enveloped around you, I was stumbled now, when the bedroom door creaked, it behaved so hostile to a man who lived in for so long, but I somehow entered, tip-toeing to the bed, what my feet could do to the old and leftover courage? , the dusty and strong smell of the very past could only try to choke and penalize me for the resentment behind , I turned to click the light switches 'off', table lamp was now calmed down after burning for the dusky evening and the sound of serenity could make a distress call, " can you hear me? Please hear me out".
I grabbed the pillow to put it under my prideful head searching peace and as I woke up, I saw that window I kept my head rested on, it was laden with teary sighs from in and dripping rainy drops from out and the sound I could hear sitting in this space was the desperate honking of a bus driver, I feared and raised eye-brow, had I left the city yet? I asked a self centered question, And asked the stranger beside later,
Hey... Where have we come? Asked me in a troubled state.
We are in the suburbs and what are you talking about? exclaimed the stranger in an annoying way.
Anyway some flashback to the past when future tries to resonates to the present and it could only be a mistake if I believed to have been in present completely, maybe some strings remains tied for their knots if untangled will only set new one's.
©abhishekkambleA flashback in a nap
©abhishekkamble
