Who is Jesus?
He is the giver of salvation
The only name that can save
A person from eternal damnation
Unequalled one born by virgin birth
Lone person to die on the cross
For sin of the world
The peerless human to resurrect
From the dead
Only one to ascend to heaven
And the sole one who assured us
He will come again
That's who Jesus Christ is
©writernoble
#writers_paradise
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writernoble 14h
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absynth 1d
#unpacking #releasethecliches #eyecolor #nodates #gifts #wod #fatec @writersbay
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Hello baby!
I brought you a gift
And you know already
The reason behind it
For we feel a bit bumpy
In this relationship
And buying a gift is easy
Than dealing with the emotional deficit.
For the honeymoon phase
Now hides its blind face
Somewhere inside the sands of time,
All clumsy on its two ostrich feet
But still a great sprinter
Dashing towards the finishing line.
Those birthdays we don't celebrate anymore
Are now just normal dates in the calendar
With No frostings, no sugar
And are replaced with such ease
By the hand picked love
In all its bland organic flavors.
But we are now so used to daily rituals
And a gift of fate is one of them,
The content inside no longer matters
As compared to the joy
Of tearing the cardboard to shreds.
The glittery wrapper is just a pretext
To see a sparkle in your eyes,
The bubble wraps we can pop together
Between our fingers of ice.
Don't hold them back
Those scissor sharp words
And snip the ribbon of silence now.
Let all the boxed cliches
Fly out of the window
Leaving behind a present
With just the two of us.
©absynth -
smexymarie22 1d
I know one thing you will be missed
Its been a while how are You, The last time we talk the sky was Blue.
Two weeks has Pass, And we meet again at Last.
I was thinking about how we use to act and Talk, You would laugh at anything while we take a Walk
I hate i won't be able to see you Anymore atleast after Today, It sucks because today is the day you pass Away....
I hate i have to see you like This, But i know one thing you will Be Miss.
04-12-21 Written by *linda marie*
©smexymarie22 -
absynth 3d
When melting poles
Meet thirsty holes,
The deluge breaks in
Through closed doors.
#superglue #polesapart #holesome #stickyandmessy #fluids #goodbye #lunaticc #wod @writersbay
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A half hearted goodbye it is
That always pulls me back to you,
You can't be suppressed just like a sneeze
And I can't recover from this bout of flu.
Infect me a little more please
Then serve me a medicated brew
So that everytime that I wheeze,
I want to inhale only you.
You caress first like the cool breeze
then a gale of a girl you turn into,
With always a new tease up your sleeve
You seek new peaks in all plateaus.
Immune to all our past deeds,
You repeat the same mistakes fresh and anew,
You must be a lunatic to laugh at your memories
And toss them aside with such ado.
The balls of lust you swallow with such expertise
Then spill out the cud on me, Eew!
The kinks, the kicks, the slime and the grease
Now are my sweet treats for messing with you.
.
.
.
I'm dripping wet in my excuses and pleas
For my lips are sealed shut with your superglue.
©absynth -
absynth 4d
#turmoil #sideeffects #theresanexttime #contradictions #rhetoric #wod
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Does giving words to your turmoil bring you peace?
Yes but the silence is no longer mine.
Does the pain ever go away?
Yes but it returns with a tighter cuddle everytime.
Is writing a therapy for you?
Yes but its side effects are stronger than the malaise.
Does it give you a purpose in life?
Yes as long as it's unattainable and keeps me dissatisfied.
Do you love being a poet?
Yes because I can always write to hide.
Do you ever encounter a writer's block?
Yes but it's not as stubborn as my turmoil.
©absynth -
angeljohn 5d
#rhetoric #wod #creativearena #love #writersofinstagram #poetry #writersnetwork #writer #writing #writerscommunity #writersofig #mirakeewriters #poetrycommunity #writersofmirakee #poetsofinstagram #writersofindia #poetsofindia #poetsociety #mirakeeworld #passion #untaintedblood #mirakee_post #mirakee #mirakeeans #writers_paradise #emotionalworld #writersworld #mirakeewishpers #mirakeethoughts #mirakee_writes #mirakee_reposts #mirakee_writers
@rnsharma65
@shashipandey
@sanjay_kumr
@ak_anjali_daydreamzz
@politewriteEyes of mine,
do portray affinity of thine..
Don't you witness it, my crystalline?
©angeljohn -
absynth 1w
#sendoff #standoff #adiosinfatuation #virtualtribute #silentmode #obituary #wod
#writersofmirakee #mirakee #mirakeeRoar #pod #readwriteunite #wordporn #writersnetwork #writerscommunity #mirakeeapp #writers_paradise #writers_together #mirakeepost #mirakeefamily #mirakinity_mibe #writersunited #writersbureaus(e/ta)nd-off
Infatuation finally passed away at 3 am today after being starved to death by the hunger of attention. As per the words of the only two witnesses on its death bed, Infatuation had been battling a virtual addiction for a long time and was utterly upset from the lack of attention paid to it by two enamored individuals. It had tried its best to win over passion with its charms of seduction but had been unsuccesful due to the limited availability of one of the partners. This failure had further propelled Infatuation into uncontrollable bouts of nonchalance to the point of numbness. Loss of self respect was also reported.
The two witnesses said that due to this malaise, Infatuation had lost its appetite since the past few days and had been unable to cope with the monotony of daily routine. This had affected it to a point where it couldn't feel its soul slipping away from its virtual frame. None of the two witnesses were willing to accept the dead body. Hence it was set loose in the flowing river of the past without any rituals of expectations and regretful mourners.
The two estranged individuals however agreed to pay their last respects by staying silent forever.
Anyone else interested in paying homage to Infatuation can do so by rewinding their memories to the river of their past. But please leave guilt aside. And silence your phone notifications before you start.
©absynth -
sid_rulz 1w
I was a scar and you came in my life as a healing
taking away my loneliness, a real good feeling
but when you walk away far from my life quietly
left my scars revealing and thoughts concealing.
©siddharthsingh
©sid_rulz -
absynth 1w
#aplenty #dailyclashes #squuezeddry #oxymoron #wod #whc @writersbay
#writersofmirakee #mirakee #mirakeeRoar #pod #readwriteunite #wordporn #writersnetwork #writerscommunity #mirakeeapp #writers_paradise #writers_together #mirakeepost #mirakeefamily #mirakinity_mibe #writersunited #writersbureaua plenty
All those curves
Stretched in a straight line,
All those free verses
Longing for rhyme,
A face too close
To be read by the eyes,
Breaths not enough
To feel alive,
The flavor of passing hours
Stuck in the wind pipe,
Lips drenched in a thirst
Unquenchable and dry,
A desire hard to touch
But hollow inside,
A dream real as love
Streaked with fetishes and fantasies
But the heart unmoved
By these oxymorons aplenty.
©absynth -
smexymarie22 1w
Im In A Giant Room Where Am I?
I went to a room where you heard something Flush, it went round and round for a few seconds then it Hush.
The smell of this room smelled Disgusting, And yet i knew what it was this smell is Something.
Unfortunately this smell lingers for a While, And if you guest where i am correctly go ahead and Smile.
I'm in a giant Room, This room is the RestRoom.
04/02/21 written by -linda marie-
©smexymarie22 -
absynth 1w
#timelapse #ripvanwinkle #foreverisadog #drearytale #anachronism #anachromism #wod
#writersofmirakee #mirakee #mirakeeRoar #pod #readwriteunite #wordporn #writersnetwork #writerscommunity #mirakeeapp #writers_paradise #writers_together #mirakeepost #mirakeefamily #mirakinity_mibe #writersunited #writersbureautime lap-se
The year was 1999
Though it was 2019
If one didn't believe in parallel universes
But only relied on conversations of the moment.
A 20 year gap sprawled its calendar legs
Between them in bed
As if the bedroom was the screenshot from
Rip Van Winkle's dream
And a 20 year old bug had crawled its way
Beneath their skins
reshuffling the chronology of their breaths
As they reminisced of a time
Where they didn't exist in each other's lives
But in a reality which caught up with them eventually
And made them swap their pasts
And clink the glasses of their vulnerabilities
as a toast to a better future which
Now slumbered with the faithful lap dog of forever in its arms.
Was it that they were just biding their sweet time
Before the future woke up and rubbed its sleepy eyes
And felt out of place for a while
Till it was told that it had been asleep for ages
And needed to believe whatever they said
If it really wanted to give its best shot
In a new world which had moved on from
The old taverns of fairytales to
The turbulent cocktail of a life shared?
To have turned wise beyond repair
Seemed like no wisdom at all,
Carrying a keg on their shoulders
Which weighed heavy on their hearts
Only to realize that the elixir had turned bitter
After reaching the hill top
where there was place only for one
So that the other had to jump off.
So they light up,
Inhale the poison in their lungs
And talk of a childhood where everything was possible-
A time of brewing rebellion
inside the pot of repression
Because forever is a mongrel asleep anyway
And may never wake up again
But Rip Van Winkle survived the fairytale
And maybe they too can
Without a moral or a happily ever after.
©absynth -
angeljohn 1w
#creativearena #gallery #creativity #art # change #passion #reality #skills #affinity #innovative #happiness #writersofinstagram #poetry #writersnetwork #writer #writing #poems #writerscommunity #writersofig #mirakeewriters #poetrycommunity #writersofmirakee #poetsofinstagram #writersofindia #poetsofindia #poetsociety #mirakeeworld #passion #untaintedblood #mirakee_post #mirakee #mirakeeans #writers_paradise #emotionalworld #writersworld #mirakeewishpers #mirakeethoughts #mirakee_writes #mirakee_reposts #mirakee_writers #cold_akhil #advgagan_dsr #the_comrade_ #anil_ugreja
@rnsharma65
@shashipandey
@sanjay_kumr
@ak_anjali_daydreamzz
@politewriteAct, an art..
Activities dipped in creativity
reproduces credibility lit with validity..
Hustle not, guzzle thought
that sprout events, fault..
Remember, salt is a valid scout
and similar is a granted ativity!
Diligent talent is an acknowledgement
to innovate the atmosphere,
from it's adamant state,
adopting the productive gear..
In this fashion, utilize the given passion
and summon the world, to witness the liable grace..
It's a reality,
for visions conducted by artistic design
delivers an identity inked in affinity..
Hence, disclose the served skills,
and erase the fear that kills..
Be creative and remain innovative..
For a creative act is an innovative art!
©angeljohn -
absynth 1w
All smoke and flames
Cannot see your face
But I won't feel the pain
When you shoot at point blank range.
#shootout #exploringexplosions #pointblank #shutthewindows #paradox #wod #unisonc @writersbay
#writersofmirakee #mirakee #mirakeeRoar #pod #readwriteunite #wordporn #writersnetwork #writerscommunity #mirakeeapp #writers_paradise #writers_together #mirakeepost #mirakeefamily #mirakinity_mibe #writersunited #writersbureausho(o/u)t out
Close the windows tight
Because mouths are about to open,
Draw the curtains and snare the light
As a sole Jehovah's witness to silence broken.
Baby we need to talk, right?
To decide who's the wrong one.
Same as all the other times
When we hate in unison.
Thorns in each other's sight
With fresh memories of a rose garden,
The fragrance is choking our insides
After all the hard work that's been done.
The colors were too bright
As we missed the dark spots while gazing at the sun,
No wonder we ended up all teary eyed
And all our frozen smiles are heart broken.
Love is now a constant fight
As opposed to the respite of tranquil emotions,
Making peace is what it looks like
With this paradox robbed of all passion.
There's gunpowder running in our veins tonight
Helpless against the charge of loose tongues
The windows are still shut tight
Bang bang! We are dead my love.
©absynth -
angeljohn 1w
#creativearena #gallery #truth #trust #sincere #identity #nomination #happiness #writersofinstagram #poetry #writersnetwork #writer #writing #poems #writerscommunity #writersofig #mirakeewriters #cold_akhil #poetrycommunity #writersofmirakee #poetsofinstagram #writersofindia #poetsofindia #poetsociety #mirakeeworld #passion #untaintedblood #mirakee_post #mirakee #mirakeeans #writers_paradise #emotionalworld #writersworld #mirakeewishpers #mirakeethoughts #mirakee_writes #mirakee_reposts #mirakee_writers
@rnsharma65
@shashipandey
@sanjay_kumr
@ak_anjali_daydreamzz
@politewriteTrust, Sincere and Immortal..
Trueheartedness,
synonymously respect trustworthiness..
Cause plainspoken is a token
of an accurate genuineness,
but; this day it's not reawakened nor spoken..
Perceptibility,
identical and suitable to one's victoriousness..
For sincerity does place a good deal
and contributes, the trustworthy soul,
an eternal credit, with no call to edit..
Trueheartedness, dominantly highlights
all lively-material's trustworthiness..
Hence, oh Consumers, do remain,
without the pessimistic stain
of dishonesty upon your personalities fine..
Plainspoken conclusions, do derive a detailed
summary of the subject conversed..
Thoroughly immersed in an ace genuiness..
Thus, Speakers-infinite open up and
offer a rebirth to the truth that is dead; these days..
Perceptibility is an ability
to lodge a victorious prize, within one's integrity..
For an accurate-attitude,
welcomes an evident liveliness and
arrests hearts with love, quite grand..
Oh Man! Oh humanly clan!
Do adapt a sincere expression;
and earn a credit immortal in passion!
©angeljohn -
loverenay 2w
Dear Lord,
I wrote this very special prayer for you.
When I feel weak and sadness intrudes.
When I can't summon the strength for what is to come
or I feel like falling to my knees and coming undone.
When I saw only one set of footprints in the sand,
I know you carried me, because I wasn't able to stand.
Sometimes it feels like this life can be
too much to bear.
Many of my loved ones are suffering,
so this is my prayer...
Please heal those I love
who are sick, fighting illness.
Remove all anxieties they face alone,
at night, in the stillness.
When the end is near and there truly is no more hope,
please give us the strength to let go, and help us cope.
Amen.
©loverenay - 4/1/2021 -
angeljohn 2w
Mi-My
Plasm-flesh
Ocular-sphere: eyes
Magnum- rifle/gun
Phantom- spirit
#creativearena #gallery #enthusiasm #destiny #happiness #writersofinstagram #poetry #writersnetwork #writer #writing #poems #writerscommunity #writersofig #mirakeewriters #poetrycommunity #writersofmirakee #poetsofinstagram #writersofindia #poetsofindia #poetsociety #mirakeeworld #passion #untaintedblood #mirakee_post #mirakee #mirakeeans #writers_paradise #emotionalworld #writersworld #mirakeewishpers #mirakeethoughts #mirakee_writes #mirakee_reposts #mirakee_writers
@rnsharma65
@shashipandey
@sanjay_kumr
@ak_anjali_daydreamzz
@politewrite
@the_comrade__
@cold_akhilMy Plasm- Enthusiasm!
Enthusiasm is Mi plasm..
It's crystal-clear, surely sincere;
and does appear in Mi ocular-sphere..
Mi admirable magnum, Mi evident phantom!
Mine-actions and expressions
do characterize, Mi in-depth dynamism..
So as to define dedication and interests-
exquisitely named enthusiasm!
Enthusiasm, ain't a mask..
It is a self-agreed task..
To announce, one's intensity with high-fidelity,
to pleasantly acquire world's clarity and integrity..
Thus;
with the absence of a raw-disguise,
I conduct Mi individual-deeds..
Thereby;
I am, and I will, reveal Mi spotless enthusiasm
until I tune my demanding fortune!
©angeljohn -
sid_rulz 2w
कुछ इस ज़माने से कुछ अपने हालात से
अपनी मर्ज़ी के फ़ैसलों और कुछ बयानात से
मेरी कलम से लिखे लफ़्ज़ों को पढ़कर हबीब
जन्नत में फ़रिश्ते भी उठाने लगे हैं सवालात से।
©siddharthsingh
©sid_rulz -
sid_rulz 2w
#mirakee #writersnetwork #mirakeeworld #mirakeeapp #writers_paradise #pod #wod #ceesreposts #fresco
Image source: To the rightful owner
@Odysseus
@love_whispererr
@monikakapur
@poetrydelivery
@thelunareclipseI painted the broken walls of my heart
with a tint of the fresco love as an art
cracks filled with swirling brush strokes
but my bruises don't seems to depart.
©siddharthsingh
©sid_rulz -
absynth 2w
deadline
7 basic principles of art
From which I was supposed to choose one
As emphasized in the guideline of today's prompt
But sorry if I got it wrong
For the movement of words extends beyond
And is in contrast to what has been asked,
A single principle is a broken pattern
Balanced by the other six extras.
The rhyme, the rhythm shouldn't count
Because it's a poet's crutch
That leaves me with only unity
To lend the finishing touch
And if I'm asked about the eighth principle
I must say it's a deadline under pressure.
©absynth -
absynth 2w
कभी दिमाग़ कभी दिल कभी नज़र में रहो
ये सब तुम्हारे ही घर हैं किसी भी घर में रहो
-Rahat Indori
(Translation:
Sometimes in the mind, sometimes in the heart, sometimes in the sight
All these are your homes, stay in which ever home you like.)
(Mentioned the sher only because the writeup was inspired by it.)
#fighttofreedom #nooseofconvention #happinessisacrime #bagpack #wod
#writersofmirakee #mirakee #mirakeeRoar #pod #readwriteunite #wordporn #writersnetwork #writerscommunity #mirakeeapp #writers_paradise #writers_together #mirakeepost #mirakeefamily #mirakinity_mibe #writersunited #writersbureauf(l)ight to freedom
He still carries a home on his back
even though he remembers leaving it behind
But it's the heart that still feels the cracks
for all the sordid memories of the mind.
But his freedom was always under attack
Inside the four walls that had him confined
Nonsense! said his mom and dad.
What do you know you little child?
Get a regular 9 to 5 job dreamy lad
And bring us home a dutiful wife!
See how your head is jam packed
With all the books you read day and night!
Don't go about painting our faces black
In front of all the jeering relatives!
Enough of the wisecracks, don't answer back
To the ones who gave you life!
Even his siblings had their back
Though they knew what it was like
But after all who wants to be bad
In their own parents' eyes?
He wished he was as lily-livered as the rest of his pack
To heed that piece of advice
But the noose only tightened instead of going slack
Till all his tears turned to ice.
Then there was no looking back
As he finally made his choice
Inspite of all the backlash
He took the flight to freedom that night.
©absynth