Miraquill
Sonnet to Autumn PT. 2
Evening's are my fondest memory
As sunsets tell us a simple goodnight
The moon a centerpiece of iridescent mastery
Appears as darkness conquers the stars tonight
Wind speaks as though to place me in a trance
But wakes trees though slumbered so content
They offer their branches for a moment to dance
As leaves fall racing to win the contest
I drink to the symphony set before me
Oh Autumn play me another for all eternity
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vicky_loves_words27
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Read MoreEvening's are my fondest memory
As sunsets tell us a simple goodnight
The moon a centerpiece of iridescent mastery
Appears as darkness conquers the stars tonight
Wind speaks as though to place me in a trance
But wakes trees though slumbered so content
They offer their branches for a moment to dance
As leaves fall racing to win the contest
I drink to the symphony set before me
Oh Autumn play me another for all eternity
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vicky_loves_words27
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Read MoreHow sweet, the morning bless me kindly
With such tender breezes and watery shine
As the sun rises from the distance warmly
Kisses diamond fields of cheery fine
How often I would bask and make fond wishes
As white tail doves sing to the blue colored sky
Flying to hearts without any riches
Welcoming Autumn without a moment to deny
Oh joyous you have come at last
Through springs flowers blooming
To summers heat that's past
It's time that I finish swooning
For she is here with no sense or reason
Forever last my Autumn fair till another season
#sonnetSonnet to Autumn PT. I
How sweet, the morning bless me kindly
With such tender breezes and watery shine
As the sun rises from the distance warmly
Kisses diamond fields of cheery fine
How often I would bask and make fond wishes
As white tail doves sing to the blue colored sky
Flying to hearts without any riches
Welcoming Autumn without a moment to deny
Oh joyous you have come at last
Through springs flowers blooming
To summers heat that's past
It's time that I finish swooning
For she is here with no sense or reason
Forever last my Autumn fair till another season
©vicky_loves_words27Photo By Germn Kaser on Unsplash2 0
I was never a speck of dust to you
Was I my love my friend my soul my life
I was never a jot of doubt to you
Was I my one my only my true vive
Hugging sheets forever kissing my pillows
A ridicule my love such a dummy
Unreal friend as enemy below
All in my head one as same as any
But signs around will tell you verily
How they always misled me to gallows
My Heart an open book laid out to you
But you forever an ambiguous sorrow
Do the signs cross you again everywhere
Do they tell you my soul still lies thread bare
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"Abundant Treasures"
(A Sonnet)
Toil and toil, all my life I've worked and toiled.
I sowed good seeds and lovingly watered my crops,
But alas! The tempests always stormed.
I'm not for this work, perhaps?
My harvest turned into my darkest.
My fields are ruined.
Still I seek the heavens, the Highest:
Let gentle, kind Rain tend
My lowly plants, that they grow again. Lest
Typhoons rage in once more and destroy my hard work.
O, what am I but human? It remains God that knows best.
Who knows, maybe this is a disguise of a perk?
My good Lord! It is!
Unearthed, I found treasures!
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DUST
(HAIKU)
Orphan wrapped in dust,
Raped mother died, newborn cried,
Stranger adopted.
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Read MoreMU DUSKY BEAUTY.
Whatsoever my inky feathers may endeavour to articulate,
On the virgin leaflets shall not be suffice, to define even half of her,
Still the autumn leaves of my emotions along the tranquil zephyr of her love that pendulate,
Yearns to become the soul of my verses, so that I can lay the petals of my love forth her.
Hurricanes of infinite oceans merge beneath her lashes, charismatic,
Makes my heart plunge and dive deep, stay afloat on the waves of her love,
Like the kaleidoscopic moonbow in the night sky, spreads on my darkened soul, her charm, prismatic,
When she smiles deepening the whirlpool of her cheeks, stardust of glory showers from above.
The crimson tints of her mellow lips, she steals from the canvas of evening horizon,
My dusky beauty when wraps herself in white seems like mountains with the veil of snowflakes, covered,
When she warbles the melodies of love, nightingales stand astonished and frozen,
If the universe holds millions of hues within it's arms, she is the shade yet to be discovered,
She seems to be a fragment of heavens, that had inadvertently drifted,
Her presence enlivens the very essence of this Earth, laps of nature seems to be gifted.
©reshma_kausar_mohideen
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SONNET
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#limerick #ode #elegy #ballad #coupletMiraquill set sail my quill,
in poetic oceans so tranquil.
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To twinkle is for the stars
Endeavour to twinkle your doleful scars
Out of your languid earthen jar
Forgive the rusted dagger and its master
To shine brighter than the flickering stars
To twinkle is for the distant
Attempt to observe close
Don't imitate masqueraded faces
Twinkle not from a distance but
Scintillate within the crowd enclose
To twinkle is for the night
Strive to shine throughout bright
Never let the stars overshadow
For the angonizing scars so sore
Shine brightest from within the core
To twinkle is for the dreamer
Drifting the galaxy on a steamer
Walk down the rational thorny path
Surpass the dream and spike the charts
Gallop your horses past the stars
To twinkle is for the getaway
While the sun shines do make hay
Outlive the fantasies of the milky way
Untwinkle the excuses of slothful solace
Rekindle the lumen of sedulity with grace
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To twinkle is for the stars
Endeavour to twinkle your doleful scars
Out of your languid earthen jar
Forgive the rusted dagger and its master
To shine brighter than the flickering stars
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----------------------------------------------------------Rise
Get up
Dash past
Pierce through
The dead epidermis
Of ceaseless materialism
Find the actual you that you
Were ment to be all the way through
Rise so you could fly even if you're grounded
Deep inside the earth but under the vast blue sky
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#limerick #ode #elegy #ballad #coupletQuiescent earth laughed within as yellow autumn took over, knowing that it won't last forever, dormant seeds would rise again with flora lush and green.
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Burried down beneath the ingredient of your entity,
your decay is the beginning of a new life.
For your fragments mixed up again with the familiar atoms tremulous, you wake up in a entirely different world.
Your decay can be your freedom or it can be your captivity, its only up to you, how do you want to decay.
You decay, decay down the door of a new life.
And yes, decay is just the beginning of transition.
Decay not to rot but to bloom.
©_junaidDecay
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Burried down beneath the ingredient of your entity, your decay is the beginning of a new life.
For your fragments mixed up again with the familiar atoms tremulous, you wake up in a entirely different world.
Your decay can be your freedom or it can be your captivity, its only up to you, how do you want to decay.
You decay, decay down the door of a new life.
And yes, decay is just the beginning of transition.
Decay not to rot but to bloom.
©_junaidPhoto By Matthias Heil on Unsplash27 1 9
paragdevkar
8w
What is left to stay after you are gone
What is left to stay after you are gone?
Your silent watch or empty photo frames?
Your essay or your music that beats on
Or your voice in my head like devil's games?
Your red roses are fading now to death.
Your pages in the study gather dust.
And the wounds bleed raw like the crimson wreath.
So I pack away your belongings first.
The dinner table is one place short now
And your dog still waits by the post at eve
And walls must be curious as to how
I talk to them, yet am sane, I believe.
What is left to stay after you are gone?
Emptiness stay back, emptiness lives on.
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Read More#mondo #wod
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What is moonwake?
The white celestial body inscribing nature's penellion on liquid canvas of tranquility.
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What is moonwake?
The white celestial body inscribing nature's penellion on liquid canvas of tranquility.
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It sounds so tranquil.
I think it's because of the word 'moon'.
A beautifully composed piece...Loved. - _junaid @periapt Thanks!
Ode to the Lady
[ A Sonnet]
My used Lady, you inspire me to write.
How I love the way you read, sit and write,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the blushing site.
Let me compare you to a dual clover?
You are more angry, confused and clumsy.
Fool storms whip the twiglets of October,
And autumntime has the crazy whimsey.
How do I love you? Let me count the ways.
I love your attractive eyes, lips and hair.
Thinking of your cruel lips fills my days.
My love for you is the black earthenware.
Now I must away with a creepy heart,
Remember my weird words whilst we're apart.Photo By h heyerlein on Unsplash17 0 2
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Empty Cage
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Even though
the forced inhabitants
are now set free to scale
the horizon infinite.
There is
something this
empty cage screams
aloud echoing melancholy.
There is
something they
left behind in this
prison of the innocent.
The chirp
sharp and shrill
echoing through the
living room playing afresh still.
The gleaming
eyes staring in despair
stirring the conscience
asking why you didn't care.
The fragile
feathers flapping
abuzz striving hard to
break the lockup smashing.
The birdfeed
leftover on the floor
scattered with no one to
feed on glancing through open door.
The half filled
bowl of nuts and seeds
placed solitary in a corner
abandoned which now nobody needs.
The empty
bird swing now came
to a halt static stock-still
only stimulated by coarse wind.
The emotions
wrecked by depressing
gloomy night bleeding heartache
through the tributaries of liquid metaphor.
The near endless
wait for the new sunrise
from the horizon of glaring
optimism in the hope of freedom.
The stains left
behind by sorrowful
tears etched on the floor
remembering the fellow flock.
The echoes
of helpless chants
preconizing the angony
to the bird flocks passing by.
The consoling
chirps of the tender
birds stopping by the
window pane rekindling hope.
The holographic
flickers of melancholy
flashing all left behind in the
empty cage near the windowsill.
©_junaidEmpty Cage
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The holographic
flickers of melancholy
flashing all left behind in the
empty cage near the windowsill
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Binoculars of thought
Mesmerised by lively greens
Lost in joyous spring sheen
The spring poet
Drafting a rejuvenating
Ode to life
Binoculars of thought
Dazzled by bright summer sun
Deliquesced by scorching heat
The summer poet
Curing the sore bruises
By balm of metaphors
Binoculars of thought
Washed out by the raindrops
Clogged in waterlogged paths
The monsoon poet
Splashing drizzle
On his canvas
Binoculars of thought
Blinded by autumn leaves fall
Wretched by deserted trees
The autumn poet
Consoling the trees
By poetic melody
Binoculars of thought
Ensnared in a frozen lake
Obfuscated by the winter fog
The winter poet
Engraving on snow
With frozen ink
Binoculars of thought
Enduring the diverse knackers
Propelled by whispering hankers
The seasoned poet
Manifesting the phases
By his enlivening pen
©_junaidSeasoned Poet
The seasoned poet
Manifesting the phases
By his enlivening pen
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5 July 2021 1.11 pm
[ The floor seemed wonderfully solid. It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no farther.
-Sylvia Plath, ' The Bell Jar ' ]
Yesterdays + Today's challenge - all words and phrases
/Prose + Sonnet
SONNET XV - ABAB CDCD EFEF GG /
Sanity's Sail ~
Something was strange today. The cold breeze brushing past my face had numbed my senses and the scent of a distant lover unsettled my inner storm. The floor beneath my feet seemed like lava lapping my console and the ceiling above my head seemed like concrete contempt.
Mystic mist of misfortune that awoke my slumbering peace and swallowed my sanity fogs the entirety of my abode. Mirth metamorphosed into Sword of Damocles hanging over my head. Mysterious melancholia permeates the peace in solitude and horrors are haunting the hallways afront.
What have I done for the fate to forbid my future in lieu of fortune ?
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I pressed my love inside an old journal
And let my pen trail my true emotions
Frozen flowerets breathe on prose curtal
Mind, a kite trailing the wind of notions
I cradle my broken childhood in lieu
Holistic livelihood in denial
Miserable moments array in queue
Butchered trust in the grips of betrayal
I wrapped my heart in paperplanes of past
Embossed with morse code, morsels of musings
Apple to my aching soul, ale aghast
Whimsical wild wings worn, wierd cravings
Sufferings are soft taps of life before
Wreckage floods, swallowing peace in mind shore
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Inside the chamber of chagrin, I etch my pain on papyrus petals and mould them into beguiling blossoms. Crystal tears cascading from obsidian orbs form constellations that shine in the sunken sky of daydreams.
Unbeknownst to me, prophecies echoed in the empyrean,
" The stars in your eyes shall live longer than history
For they hold scars ablaze with fire of will and
The storm and thunder stirring inside your heart
Shall conquer all worlds waging wars against each other
For they rain renaissance and worship worth in words "
Something was strange today. The Zephyr that woke my slumber have resolved my penance and the golden silence I envisioned have settled my inner storm. The floor beneath my feet seemed wonderfully solid and the ceiling above my head seemed miraculously métier. It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no farther. All there's left for me is to arise from these forlorn flames.
©ak_anjali_daydreamzz
Thank you so much for EC ����Sanity's Sail
" The stars in your eyes shall live longer than history
For they hold scars ablaze with fire of will and
The storm and thunder stirring inside your heart
Shall conquer all worlds waging wars against each other
For they rain renaissance and worship worth in words "
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anupriyachauhan18
11w
Read MoreI thank each and every one of you for encouraging me through this journey to which I am an amateur@miraquill #Love #sonnet #sakeoflove #looks #sympathy #status
For the sake of Love
"If thou must love me , let it be for nought
Except for love's sake only " everytime I recall the Sonnet by Elizabeth Barrett Browning , I get reminded of the pure essence that love carries.
Love is love when it is not guided by exterior characters like looks , status , sympathy , compromise, mere attraction . Love is meant to be only for the sake of it because each and every exterior character fades away with time and it is only Love that stays forever and ever.
- Anupriya Chauhan
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///From the diary of a former sketch artist.
Date: antiquated
Time: clock malfunctioned
Monologue: forgotten artist
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Deep down the in the dark basement of a four walled existence called a house.
I found some faded but evident footsteps reminiscent of an era bygone.
For a while it made me walk down the staircase of the memory lane that was abandoned until now.
The first foot on the staircase bought me back to senses with a creepy squeak from the wooden plank.
I gathered the courage and started stepping down with heavy steps trembling from the weird adrenaline rush mixed with a tinge of nostalgia engulfing me.
Finally, in front of me was a crumpled door deprived of human touch, waiting to be opened wide since dimensions unknown.
The first grip (in years) of the door knob, cold, the lock lever, rusted red, a hard twist by the trembling wrist, and the door opened with a squeak from the corroded hinges.
Gloomy dark, melancholy looming large, no sign of light, I switched on the light. An obsolete light bulb with pale incandescent yellow glow, struggling to hold up, flickering. Fragments of lead sketched memories scattered all over in oxidised paper oozing metaphorical hue, bleeding only black and not blue.
Sketching, I left behind my childhood passion, chasing this materialistic world. And I learnt the hard way, even after a prolonged time, materialism eventually fades away, leaving you drenched in the oblivion of cold shivering sweat tingling your spine.
In a corner, a glimpse of a drawing board half covered by a worn out, tattered cloth and other half covered in creepy cobwebs stalled me still.
Removing the frayed cloth revealed a half done and washed out sketch of a city, my city, the city which is no longer the same. The old friendly fellows, the sweet quiet bustle, the old-school traffic light signaling emerald green, the vintage classic cars geared up, fleeting out of the canvas, the random monsoon rain drops hitting the big black umbrellas, all this sinking in like a calm cool wind, but all blown away with it.
Reminiscent memories flashing with flickering pale light bulb, flowing through the cerebral reservoirs, jutting out from the eye with wrinkled eyelids.
The city then and now, diversified irreversibly, forever.
It's never too late to relive my childhood passion, or is it?
It's never too late to revert back to a long forsaken hobby, or is it?
What should I do with the half done sketch of my old city?
Should I complete it in the old way so as to live therein, in the fascinating memories of yesterday?
Or should I complete it as the new diversified metropolis, both the halves echoing a strikingly unbelievable contrast which will keep piercing this faint fragile heart, haunting me with every glance I'll take?
The artist, still young inside my feeble old body is in a dilemma of to or not to. Halted at a crossroad of choices, stuck between the crowded streets of these unanswered questions blocking my perception.
A former sketch artist, but can't sketch out the answers to these beleaguering questions, my pencil resting broken, the sharpener no longer sharpens, the rusted blades don't allow it and the half used eraser, eroded by the friction of creativity, eager to erase everything from the canvas, it's dust still scattered around, afresh.
Still searching around the tenebrous basement with the questionnaire still in my trembling hands, unanswered. Could anyone answer from
amongst you...?
©_junaidAbandoned Art
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Gloomy dark, melancholy looming large, no sign of light, I switched on the light. An obsolete light bulb with pale incandescent yellow glow, struggling to hold up, flickering. Fragments of lead sketched memories scattered all over in oxidised paper oozing metaphorical hue, bleeding only black and not blue.
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- periapt You say such beautiful stories in your poetry. They are very visual.
- _junaid @periapt Thanks for your compliment!
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#shakespeareansonnet #sonnet #poem #lifeSeven Ages of Man
Competing the millions he won the race,
From water, he became a living flesh,
His arrival put smile on parents face,
And journey starts from babbling to express,
From millions of what's to thousands of if,
An Innocent heart becomes agile,
In a journey of school to teenage life,
Entering young age he crossed one fourth mile,
The Life became a bit harsh at this time,
Careless now holds responsibilities,
young to middle age one more step he climbed,
Old age now deplete his abilities,
His journey of life now has come to end,
Now Step to heaven he has to ascend.
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