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  • the_recluse 25m

    Slipping slowly
    This great abyss
    Swallows me whole.
    Wide mouth and sharp fangs
    Ready to eat me alive
    Yet reluctant to catch me.

    Why do I fall,
    Again and again
    And
    Again and again?

    Am I not learning from my past?
    Or am I serenely happy to see myself devoured whole by this demon?
    ©acsah

  • hrishi 26m

    What Have I Become?

    How do we normalize agony?
    Am i too deep to come forth?
    If you were never understood
    Would you love, or will you disappear?

    Dreaded are all my experiences
    Should I feel or can we believe?
    Take me to a dark place tonight
    I need to run from your shade

    Through the blistered years
    Shine through the irrelevance
    I've gone numb
    Hope you pull through, hope you let me breathe!
    ©hrishi

  • royalriddle 28m

    Miraquill

    Mirakee should have "love" or "like" reacts on comments. I love the way few people encourage and appreciate others . Instead on replying their comments, I would love to react 'love' on their comments.

    ©royalriddle

  • somiee69 30m

    Marry me tonight in
    the presence of my
    typewriter when the
    world is still fast asleep.

    Somiee69

  • nighty 34m

    Respect

    When push comes to shove, I'll always choose respect and loyalty over anything any day, because nothing's more important than that
    ©nighty

  • nighty 37m

    Word Prompt:

    Write a 3 word short write-up on Nuance



    .#poetry #wordprompt #poem #art #english #love #writersnetwork

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    Nuance

    Nuance love, hate
    ©nighty

  • paradoxicalpenman 39m

    What would you go for?

    Demons you can handle,
    It's the angels you have to be wary of,
    Manipulation will only break your heart,
    But failing to live up to expectations,
    Would leave you in tatters eternal,
    Coz you put angels on a pedestal,
    Evil is expected from demons,
    Although you wish they change their ways,
    So you can take the hurt and also forgive and forget,

    Angels hurt you with affection,
    You are in immense pain without any sign of affliction,
    You can tolerate people's hate but not becoming their pet project,
    Living to please people is an arduous task,
    I would rather enjoy solitude without any pretense,

    Demons live up to your expectations,
    Angels often fall,
    Love is selfish so how could you expect that an angel will love you at all,
    Selfless love is also not possible,
    Coz they reserve it for their God,
    Demons would try to possess you,
    Coz they want you in entirety,
    Privacy can be an issue with them,
    But you'll be loved passionately,
    Choice is yours,
    Do you want to eat food that is bland and live a long life,
    Or eat recklessly and take an early flight,
    Point of the rant is angels and demons you can navigate with your senses,

    It's the humans that are the enigma constantly hopping from one to the other fences,
    Making you feel a whirlpool of emotions that you couldn't even imagine to face,
    A bundle of joy and a pond of sorrow,
    A hint of angel and a dash of demon within,
    Humans are incomprehensible to decode,
    That's why I find solitude to be the place to be and the best state to live in.
    ©paradoxicalpenman

  • ogunsola_ayobami_samuel 44m

    Ramadan Mubarak

    Twinkle twinkle little star
    have you seen the crescent moon hanging high in the sky?

    Twinkle twinkle little star
    have you seen the crescent moon shining brightly in the sky?

    Twinkle twinkle little star
    have you seen the moon of ramadan?
    bringing us the best of days and night

    ©ogunsola_ayobami_samuel

  • deovrat 47m

    तनहा

    ●●●
    रंज़-ओ-ग़म तनहा हैं खामोशियाँ तनहा।
    तनहा दहर-ओ-ज़िन्दगी हर बशर तनहा।।

    तनहाई की सर्द रातों में रहा क़मर तनहा।
    आगाज़ तनहा था फ़िर कटा सफ़र तनहा।।

    हिज़र तनहा है तो कहीं पर वस्ल तनहा।
    तनहा हम इधर और हो तुम उधर तनहा।।

    अश्क़ मिज़्गाँ-ए-चश्म पे ठहर गए तनहा।
    लबों पर सिसकती रहीं सिसकियाँ तनहा।।

    इस बेदार ख़ामोशी का है हर लफ़्ज़ तनहा।
    "अयन" आया था तनहा तो जाएगा तनहा।।
    ●●●
    © deovrat "अयन" 13.04.2021

    मिज़्गाँ-ए-चश्म=आँख की पलकें
    बेदार=जागरूक

  • selcouth_potato 58m

    Longing for bliss

    ©selcouth_potato

  • patiencemagara 1h

    Gift me with poetry

    Gift me with a blank beauty.
    Gift me with those books people hate reading.
    Gift me with stories people
    Find boring and too long a read
    Let me jump in anticipation
    What the little box
    Contains.
    Let me fall in love with
    The old pages of an 1800BC handbook.
    Gift me with the only thing
    that makes my heart skip a beat.
    I don't mean to ruin the surprise, but if you may ,
    Please,gift me with poetry.

    Patience Magara

  • fayello 1h

    Words Are Not Enough

    If words alone were enough to describe it
    Then I guess it's not love
    This feeling ranges to an absurdity
    That invades my whole heart to the fullest
    Taking each bit of myself and exchanging it to have more of you

    I'm not kidding neither am I joking
    I'm trying to prove it
    That my words will never be enough
    My writings aren’t sufficient
    This minute isn't enough neither is the moment
    I need to use every time of my existence
    To tell you how much I love you

    So let it be beyond the boundaries of the universe
    As broad as the creation
    Inextinguishable like the sun with its blazing aura
    Just as your smile is
    One that gives warmth to my heart

    Oh, how wonderful
    The trumpets of love
    That resonates within my body and soul
    Thinking of you creates an effect beyond enchantment
    Can we play these nodes together?
    The lines I want them to be in accordance with your heart
    To be as wonderful as your beauty
    ©fayello

  • tacoplush 1h

    What goes on the brains of a psychopath only the victims know... what goes inside his brain the reader scrolls....

    ●expect the unexpected●

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    @mirakee @mirakeeworld @writersnetwork
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    Hmmm....(psychopathic ask if not understood)

    It was a friday night and drizzling outside
    With gang of friends we headed towards the side...

    In the opposite...Saw this guy with no or little smile....
    Weird expression in a very quiet sight
    Thought to smile instead I waived a ●Hi●
    Laughed my friend from an insanely deep height
    Said,"Here I come!" and then he died.....

    In the funeral we said our final goodbyes....no one knew he was full of lies....
    I walk I walk then ran like I did a crime...
    Emotions aside but why did that guy smile?

    His smile kept projecting in my head in a line
    I remember he was on a black shirt with little or no freckles like mine...

    Felt he was a bully his smile was a lie...........the police knocked and yes my dear the guy was

    ••••"I"••••
    ....
    ©tacoplush

  • patiencemagara 1h

    Charity begins at home

    The Impacted traits of time ,
    polished by the elderly and
    tested by society.

    A proverbial saying posed by
    the impact of extended
    integrity

    A pulse of empathy, a
    symptom of revolution
    Synchronised by the
    spirit of ecstacy. Driven
    by the ability to prosper.

    An eurology of change:
    A science of love...

    In harmony do we lend
    a hand, without factoring
    in tribal diconstencies.
    Survived by the so-called
    Tunnel of hope:She believes
    in unity sanctified by love_

    Credited for the subordinate
    acts of kindness, help
    completes the jigsaw!

    I am mesmerised by the
    deconcating throne of
    giving.

    Pertued, yet perplexed by
    the constant oblivious time
    shared.....

    Lowering oneself - to raise
    another__It is the loud
    silence, a crimson of dignity
    defined by sacrifice

    Charity begins at home,
    Charity began at home.....
    The tale of a clean change

    Patience Magara

  • esoawrites 1h

    Your time shall come. Your star would shine at your own pace. That day shall be your "Someday"

    #RealityCheck #WritersNetwork
    #FeelAliveAndSurvive

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    Someday!!

    When I'm finally at the pace I intend to walk, I'd remember such days I forgot I had to be strong and behave like a man because the storm was too heavy for me to bear.

    Someday! Just, someday!!
    ©esoawrites

  • ajaygrover 1h

    ज़िम्मेदारियों के तूफ़ान में अक़्सर
    ख़्वाहिशों के मकान पहले गिरते हैं
    ©ajaygrover

  • somiee69 1h

    I found home in your eyes,
    the home I've longed for.

    Somiee69

  • maryannsavina 2h

    Trust? Who do I?

    I had a story to tell, I still have to get it off my chest.


    But whom can I trust and whom can I tell fully?

    Parts of it have been shared with strangers;

    parts that are shreds of the heaviest burdens I’ve been under.



    But, there’s still soo much more to empty;

    So who can I trust then? So whom can I tell?

    The story is so vast, so deep and painful,

    But where do I begin? Whom should I tell.



    No, not everyone has the pieces,

    They never will!

    Not until I know I can trust them,

    Not until they are willing to listen.



    Fear of gossip, fear of being taken advantage of;

    The story lies in shreds as a result.

    But if I hold it in, I will keep mulling it over and over

    I will churn the poison within me, destroying my good self.



    But this story I have lived,

    I’m the testimony to my past,

    I know what pain and remorse feel like

    I know what cost I’ve had to pay.


    -Savina
    ©maryannsavina

  • greypages_ 2h

    Margins.

    I fell off the bed
    Right when the dawn
    Hits the sky,
    All the while,
    All through the night
    Sleeping peacefully
    On pillows
    That complain less, and embrace more -
    The gun runs out of
    Bullets just when it has
    The King to left to liquidate
    All the while,
    All through the infiltration
    Holing hearts of soldiers in vengeance,
    A Kingdom
    That chained your queen
    And killed your father -
    The red dress doesn’t fit
    You just by a few inches,
    The weighing scale mars your mood
    When your lover scraps
    Off the red fabric and whispers to you,
    “Skin suits you the best”
    And you realise,
    That you didn’t hit the floor
    But fell in his hands at dawn,
    That your queen had already poisoned the King,
    That skin suits you the best,
    That something better awaits for you,
    And that he loves you the most.

    ©greypages_

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    Margins.

    That skin suits you the best,
    That something better awaits for you,
    And that he loves you the most.

    ©greypages_

  • somiee69 2h

    I want to rest
    my heart strings
    on your pillow tonight.

    Somiee69