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  • mysterious_writings 2w

    Just when the old woman was hesitating to cross the road, a crowd of school boys passed that way.they were happy and shouting. They too did not bother to help the woman, who was uncared for. But a young boy took notice of her and offered a helping hand to her. Holding her hand firmly, he conducted her safely accross the road. He came to his friends happy and satisfied. He told them this deed of kindness might one day help his mother if need be. That night the old woman prayed to God to be kind to the noble boy who undoubtedly was the pride and joy of some mother somewhere.

    Be helpful, you never know how your help may turn to you with double force when you or your family loved ones are in need of...

    #englishpoem #mirakee #miraquillwriter #writersnetwork #writeandunite #inspiringpoetry

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    SOMEONE'S MOTHER

    The woman was old and ragged and grey, And bent with the chill of the winter's day;

    The street was wet with the recent snow,A nd the woman's feet were aged and slow.

    She stood at the crossing, and waited long, Alone, uncared for, amid the throng of human beings who passed her by, Nor heeded the glance of her anxious eye,

    Down the street with laughter and shout, Glad in the freedom of school let out,

    Came the boys like a flock of sheep, Hailing the show piled white and deep.

    Past the woman so old and grey, hastened the children on their way,

    Nor offering a helping hand to her- so meek, so timid, afraid to stir

    Lest the cravings wheels or the horeses feet should crowd down in the slippery street

    At last came one of the merry troop the gayest laddie of all the group;

    He paused beside her, and whispered low, "I'll help you across if you wish to go". Her aged hand on his strong younger arm she placed, and so, without hurt or harm.

    He guided the trembling feet along, proud that his own were firm and strong.

    Then back again to his friends he went his young heart happy and well content.

    "She's somebody's mother, boys, you know, for all she's aged and poor and slow;

    And I hope some fellow will lend a hand to help my mother, you understand, if ever she's poor and old and grey, when her own dear boy is far away".

    And "somebody's mother" bowed low her head In her home that night and the prayer she said was: "god be kind to the noble boy who is somebody's son and pride and joy!"
    ©mysterious_writings

  • mysterious_writings 7w

    Enjoy the present moment
    this second is more valuable...
    than your yesterday past
    And your tomorrow future....

    If you can't enjoy present
    If you don't be happy at
    Present moments
    you could loose the
    Opportunity forever....

    Life is unpredictable
    It's true you never can
    Say you are going to
    Be in next second in
    Life. Yes there is a
    Chance it's life .....
    There is a chance for
    Anything....

    Learn to enjoy life
    As it is in the moment
    You are living in.....

    __________________________________

    #mysterious #one #writernetwork #lifeinthemoment #inlifeibelive #mirakeeworld #writeandunite

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    You won't like to visit
    graveyard everyday na....
    Likewise your not so good past too
    Why you go on think of past
    While you have beautiful present.

    You won't like to think about when
    Iam going to die na....
    Likewise your unknown future too
    Why you go on think of future
    While you have beautiful present.
    ©mysterious_writings

  • mysterious_writings 11w

    When I was a child my grandparents had told me that there's something mysterious about the House they live in. Growing up I believed that it was a joke or a story that they narrated in order to fascinate me but now that iam visiting this house after all these years iam feeling some uneasyness inside me it is like iam doing something wrong by visiting that place that mysterious house hope everything going to be good there if not iam die meat.

    As I go back to my childhood where my grandparents used to say some story about that mysterious house I remember that story well.
    Flash back (about 25years back):-
    My grandparents used to come will spend days with me saying Stories how their house and surrounding people are and funny teenager love stories and scary devil stories. Once they said about the house they live it's that there live one family father mother(second wife) one daughter (first wife and his) one small boy (second wife and his). He thought If he married again then his daughter gets good mother and she never feels what's it to be have mother so he do second marriage thought she is good one. But no she is good for few days that's it after that she used to say bab about that little 5yrs she used to be beautiful baby girl. But her second mother used to tortures her never she allowed her to go outside and play with her aged children she used to do all the household chores daily she gets her skin burned until it's her 10years. Her second mother gave birth to one baby boy he is such a cute one. That lil girl loves her brother so much even after her second mother beats then to she used to take care of her brother. And that boy loves his sister so much and the father was so happy to see the both her children bonded good and may be I did mistake marrying this woman but at least after all these years my daughter is happy with her lil brother she got not only brother but also friend and protecter too.
    And she loves pets. Lil girl turned into 23 years beautiful gorgeous girl still with the torture from her mother she just be happy with her not so happy Life.
    One day one boy named Anshul sees her crying she just falls for her at the first sight feels so pained in heart when he saw her crying hard he goes and asks her
    He :- why you are crying girl. It's not suits to your face
    She :- it's non of your business mister just go from here.
    He :- he used to see her carrying her puppy and used to take her puppy to walk he thinks I know you from so long and wait I guess myself. Hey where is your puppy girl you used to carry it with you everywhere you go.
    She :- she cries even hard they took my milk from me they took him in that Dogs van i want my puppy
    He :- ok don't cry ok I will find it and till tomorrow you will see your puppy and it will be again in your hands. Same time same place ok ?
    She :- really how will you find where they taken my puppy I don't know you can't find its impossible but ya thanks for comforting me. But you can't I know.
    He :- I can I will. Don't worry
    She :- okay if you can you bring my puppy. Bye I want to go now it's getting late
    He :- ok don't forget same time same place.
    She goes to her house just got shocked to see her father died body she just collapses on the ground. Sees for anyone there in the house but no one. She cries hard calling her father but he already died due to heart attack.
    Her second mother comes and sees that her husband died she just blames her by saying I have seen you talking with a boy you cheap girl I said to be in house not to roam if you have been in the house your father might have not died like that how can I Live and what about my son who gonna look after us. But she just cries ....not saying anything all the rituals completed they put him in the ceremony and done all the ceremonial things and came home. Her mother she just can't control her anger she throws bangs that gril head to the wall it's continuous for 5 times every Bang is harder than another she just falls on the ground with oozing blood from her head forehead all. And after three days she gets consciousness and she just takes the sleeping pills box and put them into the mouth all in one go 30 pills she thinks of the boy that she spoke and thinks ohh your name Anshul you didn't ask my name na my name is Maya ...hahahaha now you never can see me but I feel I fell for you Anshul be happy in your life.
    And that her soul stays in that house and never it allows anyone to be in that house more than one month it's that ghostly house it got name of mystery house cuz many say many stories about that mysterious house and this is my grandparents story
    Flashback ended .....
    but don't know how it is after all these years is there any change or not. Let's see and let you people know about that house story when I reach there and experience myself what that mystery is. Bye dears.

    It's not good one but lol adjust I just tried it.

    #imaginerystory #story #creativeimagination #mirakee #writersnetwork #writeandunite

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    Mysterious house

    Little about me lol....Iam Laila. Iam my grandparents girl cuz I don't have my own ones my grandy says they die in one of the major car accident and I got saved at that time iam still 2yrs old. But I got adopted by my uncle and aunty they don't have any child for themselves so my grandparents said okay if they care and love me as like their own child than we are fine with it. Yes, they loves me so much I guess they are more loving parents I have than my own ones I don't ever miss or feel lonely they never lived me alone anytime supported in every decision of me.
    ©mysterious_writings

  • mysterious_writings 14w

    #Heart #Eyes

    I just want to rip my heart out and chop it into pieces, as it is making my eyes bleed with water #blood which iam unable to control.
    ©mysterious_writings

  • mysterious_writings 20w

    BEAUTIFUL YET MYSTERIOUS GIRL....

    Beautiful yet mysterious girl
    Who had fire in her eyes
    That who caused her pain,
    She Was gonna give the
    Thirce of the pain, what she
    Gone through, for long days.
    She is a fire with that beautiful
    Face. She can be your desaster,
    She can be your friend, sister,
    Lover but if it comes to her
    Self respect and love towards
    Her people, she can be anything
    Monster, devil, death of your life.
    ©mysterious_writings

  • mysterious_writings 21w

    "NATIONAL CHARTERED ACCOUNTANT" DAY

    Hey all CA's(& account students ye yee myself iam accounts student(not that thopp in studies ok )) he/she is qualified to take care of the matters related accounting and taxation of the business. Principles and Practices financial, business accounting and business law ....ect you are professionally qualified one to deals accounts related business economics and business commercial business knowledge ....,,,,
    you are the one who plays with accounts like it's a simple but one error all mess up and business, company, one whole corporation,... Can get collapsed. Hey cA you are powerful, strength, trust of business world...you deals with money and manages money & money related transactions) makes transactions, deals with journal entries, double entry system.....,,, income-tax.., income and expenditures, with bank reconciliation of account (bank related transactions), with rectification of errors Rectify the errors in transactions, with profit & loss account deals and plays final accounts (with trading account, assets and liabilities, and balance sheet).
    .. *Have more lot to say but it's not enough to describe CA's and accounting people*..

    last but not least..but most important for accounting...
    (Debit what comes in, Credit what goes out.
    Debit the receiver, Credit the giver.
    Debit all expenses Credit all income.
    Golden Rules of Accounting)

    Happy National chartered accountants day❤️❤️to each every accounting person......
    ©mysterious_writings

  • mysterious_writings 21w

    Try not to use poison like words and see all the people loves you..

    ©mysterious_writings

  • mysterious_writings 21w

    _HOPE IS LIKE A WINDOW_

    When you open it. That will show you the world where there are so many people, animals birds, nature wonders..
    Everything some may be look good some bad some with fake smile some with happiness some playing with kids, dogs,... many are hiding their tears not to fell, many begging for food some are faking it by doing dirty deeds, many are with out their hands,legs,eyes....

    Many are trying to reach their destination and some are traveling one place to other and some are in emergency van trying survive unconscious. Accidents while crossing the road vehicle hit other vehicle. Many are waiting for their person to reach them. Many are loosing their lives and many more which says we are much more moreeee better than them....so just hope days get good better by passing time(future)....

    ©mysterious_writings

  • mysterious_writings 22w

    Zee's past life;child

    It was an ordinary Sunday morningwhen zee looked outside her rusted old window and saw a little girl in the house next to hers, trying to Slice Apple perfectly into pieces of equal size. She smiled faintly and recalled her old self, as she used to be same like that cute little girl and she used to play around happily with her family and neighbourhood friends with no adult problems, no overthinking, no need of doing any Hard work.

    When I used to be a little one everyone used to love, adore, care for me, they used to bring gifts. Iam happy and carefree soul and heart is pure without any hatred in it.

    No one used to hurt me or play with my feelings as I don't know what feelings and emotions are at that small age. I used to sing for my grandpa grandma they used to teach me little little things very consciously they treated me as an angel. Tells me bed time Stories if my parents get angry by my mischievous they are the one who stands for me never they allowed my parents or anyone touch me. My parents are really are very caring and loving they used to have all their time for me they would take me to weekend outings. Outings are my best days memorable ones. My mom says don't go into kitchen if there are no one in it u will harm or hurt urself by doing some innovative thing. My mom used to teach me cooking she is my mentor, my Friend, my everything. My father too he used to say don't talk with unknown people, never trust anyone and take whatever they give u. Be strong, bold, smart, courageous...in times needed... everything every little thing is soo beautiful and there is only love care musti fun happiness...in it.

    But now everything changed as an adult expections, problems, overthinking, stress, no time for parents hard work hard work they too don't have time for me they have work work. Friends have their own life to meet up and let unsaid to be said. Hahaha life... my life has changed how good it would be if I get a chance to go back to my childhood life and be there forever...
    ©mysterious_writings

  • mysterious_writings 23w

    Don't show your sorrows to the outside world cuz they don't care you are not their family or relative or friend to care they just pity you or comment on you or criticize you or talk behind your back

    We can smile at every person or in front of people we come cross (not that if their is any fight going on u smile at them means they will fight back with you its just an ex. it is just that always keep smiling face )

    They say if you want to cry you cry but we can't just show our weak side to everyone. We may be happy with everyone share our success good times memories but we can only can show our glistening tears we can break down only in front of few people we feel close with.

    The people or person who are with us at our good times are not truly our people but the people who are with us in both good times and bad times, in sad & happiness, worst & best, those are our true people for life.

    Those people who seen us in ur worst past who seen us doing all the sins made us correct them and show the correct path guide teach us those are our people.

    When we want to cry out loud in loneliness at that too not leave our hand and be with us to support us those are our true people.

    Tears are more precious then smile We can only show our tears felt eyes and we can only cry out our heart and soul without any question that type of feeling we have towards any person those are our special true people for lifetime.....

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    Don't shed tears those are more precious then smile cuz bad days lived long then happy days...smile/happiness it's temporary..
    ©mysterious_writings

  • _the_loving_ghoul 45w

    Princess tale

    If only half her body was a fish,
    people would have believed in mermaids...
    ©_the_loving_ghoul

  • _the_loving_ghoul 45w

    Confused emotions

    The heart writes feelings
    People read it as words.
    ©_the_loving_ghoul

  • __ekmuskaan 46w

    Broken but beautiful ❤

    Bizarre feelings that reside in me
    Says even if you're heartbroken,
    Your journey till now was beautiful.
    ©__ekmuskaan

  • __ekmuskaan 46w

    When you feel like finishing your life
    Most probably you're the one who's
    not been loved enough.
    ©__ekmuskaan

  • __ekmuskaan 46w

    What if emotions were colours?
    I would paint my soul with colours
    That I choose
    Wouldn't be it wonderful
    To stay like that?
    With emotions of my own choice
    And vibrant colours to put on.

    But what if when I feel blue?
    My soul would turn into a colour
    That would reveal my heart
    Piled up with myriad of emotions.
    And I don't want this
    For I like hiding this feeling
    beneath my hurting skin
    And smile like everything's okay
    Even if it's not.

    No, painting my soul with
    colours of emotions
    Isn't a really good idea I guess
    For I won't be able to
    Hide my feelings anymore.
    I know it kinda sounds fun to you
    But trust me
    No one likes when people know
    everything you're going through.
    ©__ekmuskaan

    @mirakee @mirakeeworld
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    #mirakeequotes #mirakee
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    Emotions as colours

    ©__ekmuskaan

  • __ekmuskaan 46w

    It's been long enough
    We've stayed like this
    One sided love probably
    Is the foundation of this.
    How long would it last
    I wonder often
    Then a wave of reality
    hits me right on my neck
    Choking by the thoughts
    That's somehow horrifying
    enough
    To break this chain of
    fragile love.

    It's been long enough
    Now set me free
    For the love I carry
    Won't drag me apart
    from you
    So all you could do
    is leave me like this
    And go to a place
    I'm not aware of

    I've been trying to
    pull this
    But it's really gnarly
    You see?
    So all you could do
    for me is
    Let me go, maybe?

    Let me go
    For I can't bear
    this anymore.
    Loving you while
    not being loved back
    Is quite painful you know
    You'll find this when you
    get into one
    And I really hope
    It doesn't happen to you

    Let me go
    And set me free
    With a big heart
    and a smiling spring
    I would really appreciate
    If you do this for me
    Coz I really can't hold
    this chain which makes
    me weak.
    ©__ekmuskaan


    @mirakee @mirakeeworld
    #writeandunite #writinglove
    #mirakeequotes #poetry

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    Let me go?

    ©__ekmuskaan

  • __ekmuskaan 46w

    Dipped in silence
    My heart probably dead
    No blood, no beats
    And no feelings at all
    to be felt.
    Does it hurt?
    It's pointless to
    be asked.
    What if it does?
    It still can't be stopped.
    My trembling soul
    heaves a sigh
    Of the thought that
    it's time to die.
    And leave this world
    that's going out of time
    But wait!
    Even if I die
    Do I really die?
    For the poetry I write
    Would stay alive.
    ©__ekmuskaan

    @mirakee @mirakeeworld
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    Do I really die?

    ©__ekmuskaan

  • __ekmuskaan 46w



    Embers of the past reminiscences
    of the days
    When I preferred to be a wallflower
    rather being a wildflower
    With seeds of thoughts buried
    inside me
    And never cared about my
    Own feelings.
    ©__ekmuskaan

  • wandererpoet 62w

    A poem

    A poem begins as the exploration of the writer's feelings and ends with the rectification of the readers imaginations.
    ©wandererpoet

  • __ekmuskaan 74w

    Step by step,
    Moment by moment ,
    Walking through the same path
    Holding a shell that's broken.
    Having the same messy hair
    To feel the wind amidst the rain
    Going on the same way,
    I wish for some fresh air.
    While my mind searches for serenity,
    My heart kindles unreasonably.
    Suddenly, aroma of flowers wafts around me
    And indelible memories flickers across the mind
    Indulging into the lane of memories
    My bare feet touches something feathery
    Before I could see if it's the same flower
    I was looking for a day before,
    My eyes caught the sight of that divine smile.
    Oh! how on this earth it could be possible
    To see the person I've lost long before?
    I don't know if I am day-dreaming
    Or it's just the cause of overthinking!
    ©anshree


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    @mirakee
    @mirakeeworld
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    Going on the same way!!

    (CAPTION)
    ©anshree