Miraquill
Her eyes look like unheard stories.
Long lashes swept away the shattered crystals,
Remnants of broken hope and dreams.
Heavy lids spoke of lonely nights spent with
Agony for company.
Tiny creases formed around each shiny orb
Relaying unspoken emotion formed by experience.
The crow feet in the corners told tales of laughter
Long since passed,
But the greatest story was told by the deep reflection
Hidden deep within the dark depths
Of her unrelenting gaze.
A story that told of sheer determination
And that whispered, "I am a survivor."
©moon_at_heart
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How our desires starts and ends?
All our desires starts with thoughts, once desires are achieved then all satisfaction ends with thoughts. We travel our life journey with thoughts, keep your thoughts pure and strong to have safe and happy journey in life. Have a nice day
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__anjalijha
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wtf_ankrit
3h
Read MoreHey,
If you are reading this I hope you're fine.
Just wanted to make sure that I wanna move on from you.
No matter it will be hard for both us. But I'll try to remember you in my bad times , the moments what we both have shared . The reason is nothing to move on but sounds seems quite as well as. Sorry for the fake promises what I said , what I shown , what I feel to you .
I know you loved me more but in my phase the situation forced me to left you at your worst when you needed the most. I know that now you'll hate me more but...anyways
Sorry for everything , if you reading this it's an prank letter to you krisni . Hehe wanna make you fool when you come back , ahhh the pagal ladki I got such a damn pretty yaar. Love you more @kri_k_sni ❤
@writersnetwork #miraquill #love #start #wodBreak up
Finally I have decided to move on from this path, this fake dreams , and the undesirable love what I have shown to her.
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__anjalijha
Hey well penned!!
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i_shukriya 3h
Read MoreHis smile, my day begins
His touch, 'm in paradise
His voice, my music
His care, feel never to be fine again
His jealously, feel so reliefed
His promises, wanna feel it again
His stubborness, want to fulfill all
Those letter, want to read again nd again
His pictures, want to see every second
Those fun together, want never to end
Those silly talks, gonna kill me
Your aroma, gonna feel it
You are my starting and my end too
My love pie and my cutepie too.
My soulmate and my hero too
My all secrets were known to you
My happiness and silence were around you
You are my hope and my motivation too
You are my guide and my friend too.
Still I am happy because its all about you
It hurts,break me here, now speechless and emotionless too.
I thought it would last forever, I was wrong.
#phrase #share #start #wod
#miraquillcollab
#emotionlesstoo
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#feelingofhurt
#ithurts
#lovehurts.©i_shukriya
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__anjalijha
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Thank you !! - i_shukriya @__anjalijha sorry dear but 'm not a insta user
- __anjalijha @i_shukriya no problem
Damage
Her eyes look like unheard stories
sometimes she sits quietly
her hands clasped in her lap
And ankles barely touching.
The silvers in her amber,
Pine-gum irises crack and sparkle
Like veins of a dying
Leaf when the winter
Sunlight first rapes in the morning.
Head tilting, corners of her mouth twitching,
Perspiration at her temples,
She lifts her fan to hide her wolf smile
So only the gleaming,deal- tree eyes
Are left to do the damage.
©mylcebon6 1 1
"And yes, don't be afraid to smile again after the night that you've spent crying. Because when there is rain, there'll be a beautiful rainbow and same to you, after your pain a new stronger, firmer, happier and satisfied version of you will come. Just always remember, a mistake is not an ending. You can always start a new beginning."
| this isn't the end.
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river_stgrey 10h
Where the flowers bloom in poppy spring
The shells and bells conspire to sing
They quietly do not seek to know
For whom the hymnal cannons toll:
On scabbing feet, in broken eyes
Behind which sadly fury lies
A blast of waltz goes round and round
Commits young bodies into the ground
and Death, himself, there walks in pain
Of that which shares in his domain:
That newborn Blood beside him sighs
In ecstasy of artillery skies
His ever-march of "left, left, left right left"
Has boots in bloody mud be set
And from whose lips in choir sing
And machine gun bones in trenches ring:
A note on Death in treble clef.
©river_stgrey1 0
poetryly
11h
Read More#start #wod
Pic credit - Print from the Fine Arts America post on Pinterest
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When flowers bloom at night,
they hopefully, wonder will the Morning glories make one of their rare appearances with them tonight?
Reminiscing how the glorious flowers occasionally bloomed at midnight, giving
the predicables an unusually fright.
When they didn’t consistently conform to
what is populous believed befitting
or timely right.
Instead of being swept in admiration by
the beautifully floral delight or in sympathetically awe considering
what caused this unusual nightly sight.
Pathetically, they reacted
irrational and out of pure naïveté or purposefully with spite.
In return, the Morning glory delicate petals basking in the heavenly moonlight begin to wilt under their frigid stares,
steadily being devoured by their contemptuous frostbite.
Up till this present day,
only the empathically few are privilege by happenstance to glimpse these Morning flowers blossoming before the dawn’s
pinkish light.
©poetrylyRelatively,
Nature’s
Reunion
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lovenotes_from_carolyn
Blooming with creativity, uniqueness, wisdom, and beauty!!
There's an important lesson in kindness and tolerance artfully woven throughout this fantastical floral tale!
And the Morning Glory is such a stunner (I'm kinda partial to blue flowers)!! I've mentioned it in my recent piece as well (which highlights blue blooms), although that piece is currently waiting to be finished in my note/memo app. Trouble finding the time lately I guess. Such is life...
Anyway, wonderful read right here, and right about now, I find myself wishing once again that there was a blue flower emoji. Yet, there still isn't. Uggh!
I'll have to make do with these: ⚘⚘
badhandwritingguy
11h
Read MoreHer smile is a lie :)
Coz she is tired of crying
Tired of collecting the broken peaces of her heart
Tired of looking at her phone
Tired of waiting for his knock at her door
Tired of feeling alone
Tired of her lovely life
N she is tired of explaining without speaking a word :)
So she prefers to lie with a wide smile on her face :)
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#badhandwritingguy
@writersnetwork @miraquill #start #wod #poetry #writeupHer smile is a lie
©badhandwritingguy6 1
Her eyes look like unheard stories
The ones if they knew would be spoken about for days
But she doesn't reference them
Those stories are a gift to herself
Because not everyone deserves a front row seat
Only those who played a part
Will know; only they will feature in the archives of her heart
Unheard stories that played a major factor in who she became
You got to admire her spunk
When others saw something worth moving on from
She became a magnet of that meant for her
©wilmaneels1
©18102021Photo By Mathias Wichmann on Unsplash4 2 1
- poetryly Write On✍️! Nodding my head with a smile☺️this is relatable! Well-said with verses👌🏽
- wilmaneels1 @poetryly, thank you
her eyes looked like unheard stories
bloodshot reminding her of the choking choices
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aryaa_anand
13h
Read More@miraquill @writersnetwork
#start #wod #ceesreposts
idk if it makes sense :/when flowers bloom at the ends of an oasis
the desert dances to the music of the mirages
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| the rain is falling camouflaging the tears drowning her soul. |
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aryaa_anand
14h
Read More@miraquill @writersnetwork @heartsease @fromwitchpen
#start #wod #ceesreposts
// your fierce fallacies ruined me yet I fell for them. //your smile is a lie that showers fallacies in my life and ironies in my poetry.
©aryaa_anand13 2 2
Your smile is a lie so real
yet reality is where i heal
your smile is a lie revealed after
hiding the deceive and smirking
my heart stuck in the trap disaster
my soul ambushed by a smile lurking
You wear lies all over walking around
flaunting that material smile unbound
my eyes, only witnesses to this crime
a lie fatal for the heart also not sublime.
©shradhanegi14 2 4
- milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake Heartfelt
- poetryly 👏🏽this read like spoken poet🎤& well-written flowerty🎼! Write On✍️
Let go and move on
Your smile is a lie
And it creeps me out big time
It even goes with your evil look
It's a fake smile
That was the look
I saw with my eyes when you said
It's time we should break up
And your eyes said a lot that time
They were shining, I guess that meant that you still loved me
But maybe it was also a lie
I guess true love's vengeance
Is just letting go
©kasi.shakespeare_49Photo By Conrad Ziebland on Unsplash5 0 1
euphoriccree 14h
Death Of Your Undying Love.
Your smile is a lie,
But true were my cries
When you played me like a dice
I couldn't even suffice
I thought our love would never die
And I know I tried
To make us last
But you made me your past
And you're getting over me so fast
Who could ever have imagined?
That your love for me could end
And you'll leave my wounds for me to tend.
©euphoriccree
Cree Sameon♡7 0 2
The rain is falling
softly, like a Ghazal sung
by the blue heavens
©artemiswrites10 1 1
Is this feeling called love?
By(sunflower)
Two lovers found A-
faint cup of heartbreak
Together with sleepless sorrow
Wrapped in- guilt flowing with the wind
In raindrops by the trees they whispered agony...!
Imagining this is how heaven mat Earth
Is this feeling called love?Photo By Elvin Ruiz on Unsplash15 3 3
The moth
When flowers bloom at twilight.
The heart refutes the night.
How barren it's the desire with longing for the light.
His life will be required no battle left to fight.
Drunken by the fire are tears of melted wax.
Come closer to my cradle inside you can relax.
Your journeys almost ended.
Those wings I'll warm so tender.
How charmingly you dance.
I'll give it one last chance.
A pity, it's too late the twilight was your fate.
©jaylinestarr24
