#wanderer

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  • inutansharma 8w

    My wandering soul
    lost in the wild
    Looking for some bliss
    in these dark nights

    ©inutansharma

  • talking_to_myself 14w

    #spice #spectacles #wanderer

    SPICY FAITH

    When she wears her spice spectacles
    A kind of shef & a foodie maniac occult
    Perceive heartbreaks red chilly peppers

    making life easier,roasting berries on pan
    Prepares an evergreen seasoning to
    Sprinkle over potato chips of failures
    While pinching the salt of motivation
    Crisp them with yummy ahh!!!

    Daily grinds cumin seeds of taunts
    Aromatise its flavour for curdmix
    Enhancing cottage activities and faculty
    with a wild smirk and lots of hallucinations
    Boiling lemontea happiness on the heartflames

    Amid practicing techniques of witchcraft
    Her legs fan curiosity in turmeric dressing
    hairs swirl courage,braiding chrysanthemum ponytails
    Finds keys of rusted locks hidden in deep caves
    ________________________________________

    #wov3 (Writersbay challenge-shadorma)

    "We accept the love we think we deserve."
    -Stephen chbosky

    "The marks human leave are too often scars."
    -John Green

    "All that you are is all that I'll need."
    -Ed Sheeran

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    Spanish shadorma

    Betwixt jaws
    A forlorn puzzle
    fetishize
    lacuna
    Under black hat roaming on
    pasture with red fox

    3/5/3/3/7/5 syllable lines

    (Trioprompts-jungle)
    ©2nd_incarnation

  • theharshsoul 15w

    People traveling in groups..
    video call screenshots..
    Multiple tags, Insta stories..
    miss you kinda massages..
    Birthday Bashes & Gifts
    Dudes, BFFs and Gangs,
    Trips, Plans and Hijinks

    Me - you all guys have Friends???
    even after childhood and teenage ??
    How on earth...

    ©theharshsoul

  • bluepetal_girl 17w

    Wander

    Hers was a gypsy soul,

    Her heart, a prisoner of wanderlust.

    They told her she would never find home,

    But she found one everywhere she looked.

    They said no one would ever love a traveller,

    But she was loved

    By the Earth that she walked on,

    By the river where she bathed,

    By the people of long lost lands,

    She was loved like no other,

    With an intensity beyond compare,

    By anyone who met her,

    When the skies turned to dark,

    For then she would sit and talk to the galaxies,

    Reciting stories of places

    And adventures that came along,

    Always feeding minds with beauty,

    Eyes glistening like the stars above,

    Her heart poured out in poetry,

    By the time anyone realised,

    The wonder that she was meant to be,

    She would be long gone,

    Never to step foot on trodden paths

    Ever again.
    ©bluepetal_girl

  • twinkle2911 18w

    ढूंढ रही हूं साहिल, उस नदी सा बनके मैं,
    ढूंढ रही हूं साहिल, उस नदी सा बनके मैं,
    लहरों के शोर में, एक ठंडक सी हवा बनने की,
    मिलेगा ना जाने कब वो साहिल, बस अब रेत समेट रही,
    ढूंढ रही हूं साहिल, उस नदी सा बनके मैं।

    ©twinkle2911

  • lovesmessenger 18w

    Another part to Battle For You

    A Knight's Reflection

    Time has gone by
    yet I still be awakened by the blood moon in the sky
    oh how you have transformed my world
    with the battles I fought to try to save your world
    blood now lay still on my hands
    from swinging my sword trying to slay your demons
    another gloomy silent night
    as I reflect upon once being your knight

    The sounds of war still rings in my ears
    fighting while you cowered in fear
    yet you put on airs as if you're a worthy queen
    telling truths that I now know are fables
    of other kingdoms who made you a victim
    I gripped my sword with such conviction
    that my sword and my hand became best friends
    Oh how I was fooled by you
    as I reflect in these waters of truth

    I'm still recovering from wounds
    for no healer upon the lands can heal me from you
    so I let the stars twinkle as my guides
    while my tainted hands will never be purified
    the darkness awaits as I venture through it
    giving my honest thanks to the waters of truth
    they say there's no rest for the wicked
    so here's the tale of a restless knight's musings

    @lovesmessenger
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    #mirakee #writersnetwork #knight #reflection #redemption #truth #wanderer #regret

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    A Knight's Reflection

    This pool of water revealed my inner nature while reminding me of your true nature
    ©lovesmessenger

  • pallavi4 20w

    Dwale

    I found a barren little piece of land
    In a far off dubious place
    And decided it was where I was to dwell
    Despite all the challenges I would face

    I trudged, I struggled and I laboured
    But the toil felt like a healing balm
    The climb was long and hard
    To my troubled mind - a healing calm

    Finally that day came when I was done
    And I stood tall and proud
    The world was to lay witness this day
    Not a wasteful land - but a great big house

    “What marvels you’ve done, what a miracle “,
    Folks couldn’t stop talking about how tough it’d been
    I wondered why now that it was done
    The house - the struggle suddenly meant nothing to me

    So I found another to love it well
    And bid that beautiful dwelling I lovingly built goodbye
    This dispassionate disconnection made me proud
    For I had survived without so much as a sigh

    Many a storm I have faced
    Many a battle I have lost and won
    But still forlorn and discontent I feel
    Attached to nothing and no one

    Building things makes me happy
    It takes sweat , blood and tears
    It gives me a chance to love something again
    And be whole again without any fears

    I am those houses I build again and again
    Painfully putting together each little piece
    And away with it once it is done , to arid lands
    For nothing I really love is truly meant to be with me

    This constant dwale often makes others question
    What it is that I am looking for
    I am looking for that piece of myself I lost so long ago
    The one that was the key to my heart’s door

    In the beautiful houses I create yet abandon
    I wonder if I ever really left open a door
    My wounds would heal thanks to mountain winds
    And I would be a sojourner no more

    @pallavi4

    6th of May, 2021

    Pic credit: Pinterest, picture credited to its rightful owner

    #dwalec #dwale #wanderer #sad__poems #metaphorical_poems #writersbay @writersbay @writersnetwork #writerstolli #writersnetwork #mirakee #mirakeeworld #readwriteunite #thepoetrycommunity #poetry #pod #writerscommunity @mirakee

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  • charithaburri 20w

    Life

    Everyone who wander are not lost....

  • monikasridhar_ 22w

    Her; his 'Muse'

    It is not a bad ending for them
    because she's still got an important place in his poetries.


    ©monikasridhar_

  • monikasridhar_ 22w

    Wanderer

    I'm a wanderer
    I've never once lost my trail
    but I drastically disappeared
    in your witchy woods
    not even a single spell
    could bound me before but
    your enchanted soul.


    ©monikasridhar_

  • _shattered_soul 24w

    I walk and walk couldn't find anyone
    I knew I was lost; but how?
    One Moment I was under the bright sun
    Now consumed in darkness; but how?

    I was crying and crying knew no one could hear,
    So decided to stop it now.
    Took my baggage and started to run,
    As It was time to move on now.

    I kept running and running until I saw,
    A ray of light from above.
    Some direction is better than none,
    hence I began to ascend above.

    I was climbing and climbing still unknown to the reach,
    But I knew I wanted some love.
    I know this might sound too much to ask,
    But there is happiness along with love.

    I was pondering and pondering when I realized,
    all I was chasing was love.
    I would have reached it earlier,
    If I was taught, SELF-LOVE

    #SelfLove #ShatteredSoul #Wanderer #Walkforlife #Ganga

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    ©_shattered_soul

  • vikkoo 25w

    You can travel the whole world.
    But planned travels do not make you a gypsy.
    Vacations do not make you a gypsy.
    Weekend getaways do not make you a gypsy.
    Do not insult the brave nomadic tribes, the gypsy nations who live an uncertain, unpredictable life since centuries, struggling, surviving by calling your little trips in between your "settled" lives caged in jobs, rents, salaries, status, your "gypsy" nature.
    If today you were made homeless, your jobs were taken away, your degrees made irrelevant, you wouldn't be visiting your hotel rooms and clicking pictures for your Instagram on your "travels".
    You would be drowning in depression and give up.

  • kingthoughts2303 25w

    Lost...

    A lonely wanderer lost in the maze of thoughts,
    Fading memory, all colours of life are grey
    In the dilemma to express the emotions
    Living with the numb body
    Like a breath soon to return
    But never to be found
    Words getting lost in the forest of selfishness,
    The innocence of heart is lost.

    Vibrant is the colour of my delusion
    Painting the scars on the edge of my illusion
    For the solitude, For isolation, it's my darkest temptation
    Red is the colour of my void, submerging into fusion
    I yearn for the soul separation
    The wind blows, leaves rustling, thunder panting
    Like it's a call from the devil.
    ©kingthoughts2303

  • charithaburri 25w

    Talaash....

    Talaash hai yek aise shakz ka jo kahe, "Agar tumhe batakna ethna pasand hai tho mein bhi chalu saath mein"....!
    ©charithaburri

  • jubikasharma 26w

    कहीं भाग जाने को दिल करता है,
    यहां से दूर, बहुत दूर।
    इतना दूर कि इन डरावनी यादों का एक कतरा भी ना बचे,
    बस कुछ याद ही ना रहे।
    काश! मैं अपना नाम तक भूल जाऊ।
    यहां से कहीं दूर बहुत दूर पहुंच जाऊ।
    ©jubikasharma

  • questofrumi 28w

    ഓർമകളുടെ താഴവരയിൽ
    എന്നും അധികഠിനമായ ശൈത്യമാണ്‌.
    അവിടെ എവിടെയോ
    തണുതുറഞ്ഞ എന്റെ ജഡം കിടപ്പുണ്ട്.
    #solo #wanderer #memories #winter

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    ഓർമകളുടെ താഴവരയിൽ
    എന്നും അധികഠിനമായ ശൈത്യമാണ്‌.
    അവിടെ എവിടെയോ
    തണുതുറഞ്ഞ എന്റെ ജഡം കിടപ്പുണ്ട്.

    ©questofrumi

  • questofrumi 29w

    എന്റെ ചില്ലകൾ ഇനിയും നിന്നെ മറന്നിട്ടില്ല
    നീ നൽകി തിരിച്ചെടുത്ത വസന്തത്തിന്റെ
    അവശേഷിപ്പുകൾ അവർ ഇന്നും ഒളിച്ചുവച്ചിട്ടുണ്ട്.

    ഋതുക്കൾ മാറുന്നതറിയാതെ ഇന്നും
    അവർ പൂക്കാറുണ്ട്
    നിന്റെ തിരിച്ചുവരവിന്നും
    അവർ സ്വപ്നം കാണാറുണ്ട്.

    "എന്റെ താഴവരയിൽ ഇന്നും നിന്റെ മഴ മേഘങ്ങൾ നിർത്താതെ പെയ്യുന്നുണ്ട് "

    #solo #solitude #wanderer

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    എന്റെ ചില്ലകൾ ഇനിയും നിന്നെ മറന്നിട്ടില്ല
    നീ നൽകി തിരിച്ചെടുത്ത വസന്തത്തിന്റെ
    അവശേഷിപ്പുകൾ അവർ ഇന്നും ഒളിച്ചുവച്ചിട്ടുണ്ട്.

    ഋതുക്കൾ മാറുന്നതറിയാതെ ഇന്നും
    അവർ പൂക്കാറുണ്ട്
    നിന്റെ തിരിച്ചുവരവിന്നും
    അവർ സ്വപ്നം കാണാറുണ്ട്.


    "എന്റെ താഴവരയിൽ ഇന്നും നിന്റെ മഴ മേഘങ്ങൾ നിർത്താതെ പെയ്യുന്നുണ്ട് "

    ©questofrumi

  • random_writer_ 29w

    Why !?

    Why live like a machine?
    if you have a heart of a wanderer!!


    ©random_writer_

  • questofrumi 30w

    എന്താണ് സൂഫി അങ്ങേയ്ക്ക് കടലിനോടിത്ര
    ഇഷ്ടം.

    "പ്രണയം"

    കരയ്ക്കു കടലിനോടുള്ള നിസ്വാർത്ഥമായ പ്രണയം

    കര കടലിനുവേണ്ടി തന്നിൽ എഴുതിയ പ്രണയകാവ്യങ്ങളെല്ലാം
    കടൽ മായ്ച്ചു കളയുന്നു.
    എന്നിട്ടും കര കടലിനെ പ്രണയിക്കുന്നില്ലേ.

    കണ്ണിൽ കടലൊളുപ്പിച്ച നിനക്കുവേണ്ടി
    ഞാൻ ഇന്നും ഒരു തീരമായി ❤️

    #solitude #wanderer #sea #കടൽ

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    എന്താണ് സൂഫി അങ്ങേയ്ക്ക് കടലിനോടിത്ര
    ഇഷ്ടം.

    "പ്രണയം"

    കരയ്ക്കു കടലിനോടുള്ള നിസ്വാർത്ഥമായ പ്രണയം

    കര കടലിനുവേണ്ടി തന്നിൽ എഴുതിയ പ്രണയകാവ്യങ്ങളെല്ലാം
    കടൽ മായ്ച്ചു കളയുന്നു.
    എന്നിട്ടും കര കടലിനെ പ്രണയിക്കുന്നില്ലേ.

    കണ്ണിൽ കടലൊളുപ്പിച്ച നിനക്കുവേണ്ടി
    ഞാൻ ഇന്നും ഒരു തീരമായി ❤️

  • questofrumi 31w

    ഹൃദയത്തിന്റെ ആഴങ്ങളിൽ ഉത്ഭവിക്കുന്ന
    ഒരിക്കലും വറ്റാത്ത ചുവന്ന പുഴയാണ് നീ ❤️

    #solitude#wanderer#ezhuthukal

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    ഓർമകളിൽ ഒരാളെ മാത്രം സൂക്ഷിച്ചു
    ഇന്നും തുടരുന്ന ഒരു വിപ്ലവമാണ്‌
    ഈ ജീവിതം.
    ©questofrumi