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  • clematis 2w

    Parched...

    He opened the laptop,
    To the filled Red localdiscs,
    Felt a jerk and a jolt,
    And a maggot, rushing through his spine.

    Time stood still for numerous seconds,
    Along with those sucked cheeks,
    And his great nose gateway,
    Filling his lungs with dust.

    The small tortoise on his chest
    Was on a strike mode,
    And his neurotransmitters,
    Had taken a day off

    When he finally got the guts to blink,
    He clicked on the Format key,
    The then appeared empty lines,
    Had some other stories to tell..

    11-9-2021
    ©clematis

  • fly_little_more 4w

    Thinking about when the river meets the ocean how insignificant one raindrop would be.
    #gogyohka #wod #writesnetwork #miraquill

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    RIVER END

    Rivers end
    yet in the shadow
    of moonlight
    one raindrop
    still raises an ocean...



    ©fly_little_more

  • a_franteen_writer 4w

    #rhetoric #wod #pod #miraquill #writesnetwork #ceesreposts

    Trigger warning:- mentions of Holocaust.
    This is a poem that I wrote a while ago. Today I thought let's share this here. It's dark and might trigger a few. I'm sorry for that.
    The line "I'm the reason why the hell's so full"
    Is actually a line from the song "inferno" by Bella Poarch.
    The line goes "baby I'm the reason why the hells so HOT"
    Well I've replaced it by "full" because of the poem and it's meaning.

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    Tyranny in a hell heart

    I'm flying
    With heavy eyes
    But
    All I see is
    I'm dying.

    No fancy metaphors cradlled in artistic vision,
    No fancy images to be dipped in the ink of my quill
    No atheist departures of justification be free
    No fancy fancies eluding pasts and futures shall intervene.

    Witness the tragedy of tyranny enveloped in a young girls heart,

    Of how all the joys erosioned
    In the waves that deserted the seas

    Of how all the sorrows erosioned
    In the winds of wee(a)kly strong laughters

    Of how all worth
    Cleanly goes in dirt

    Of how all jeans
    Become rugged and scree(am)ned

    Of how all sleep
    Drowns in its own ocean

    Of how humane homes
    Howl at hollow houses.

    2. Burning pyres
    Over burning desires
    Over burning sandalwood
    Over burning corpses
    Crediting their death to
    Showers from fake shower heads
    Gassed across the room
    Full of empty jars
    And a bucket of poisonous mushrooms
    With acid fumes
    Trapped in between these hues
    All at the same time.

    3. All at the same____
    Devouring dead deaths
    Over mountain tops
    Inferno, I'm the reason
    Why the hell's so full
    As I've already carved caricatures of doom ---
    Walls reeked ruins
    Hell! Hell's hot!
    Satan sat on its crown
    Hitler gulping down
    Streaks of Jew blood
    And flaming in flames of the hottest fires ever tamed -----
    In the heart of hell!
    That will suck you in a well
    Of need and desire
    False figurines
    Of disfigured beings
    Carry you in between the folds and ridges of time
    Cruelity unleashed.

    In the end all I have to say---
    " Oh God ! Too much burning it seems"

    In the end of ends
    I'm a girl in too much love with death ----
    Obsession over heart.
    ----- Why must people live a death?
    ©a_franteen_writer

  • faded_dream 6w

    It was my pretty little doll
    I lost frist
    I was really sad
    But when my sadness replaced with happiness
    When my father brought my new barbie
    I thought I can always replace things with another
    Once I lost stuff
    After all I was 6 years old at that time
    But my second lost teach me
    Everything can't be replaced
    It was my father
    I lost my treasure
    I lost my light
    I was broken
    In pain
    But not a single tear shead
    I feel my sun is setting
    When I'm 8 years old
    My third lost hit me
    My family
    I lost my danm family
    Who I cared most
    When I was 9
    I lost my freedom
    My life was decided by someone else
    What I eat
    What I wear
    What I think , hear, see,talk
    It was all their decision
    I turned to a caged Bird
    Then my 5th lost was
    My health
    I was diagnosed with cancer
    I was 9 at that time
    My 7th lost was trust
    They broke my trust and love
    They show me teach me how cruel this world is
    Finally I lost myself
    I don't feel anything
    Pain or sweetness.i smile rarely
    I never shead a tear since I'm 6
    I become more arrogant, restless, and aggressive
    A piece of wood who feels nothing
    These lost change me into a monster
    My warm heart turned into cold cave
    My beautiful mind turned into aggressive and devilish
    I lost my smile
    I lost my soul
    I lost myself


    #lost#myself#mirake#writesnetwork#love#smile#pain#

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    Broken heart and lost soul
    Turn a innocent person into monster
    ©faded_dream

  • a_franteen_writer 6w

    One day everything stopped(s).
    The walls spoke of tyranny
    Oozing from muffled breaths
    Abashed in every corner of the circle
    Huddled in one, single breath.

    The trees ran;
    The tough elm, tender teak with tender feet, sandalwood, pine, deodars
    But no one survived
    In the casino of gambling lies
    And hefty threats
    No one did.

    In the murky room of the walls of doom
    Flashes of light glinted on the metal grills
    Glitching like sound waves
    Commanding my ear to follow the pursuit, they spoke;
    "Flowers wither, wither and fall ,
    Seasons fade to dust, mortal shells like you whisper in some marshy terrains, about the fire of love or the indifference of ice, but all I see is the smoke rising high;
    My rusted iron cored eyes awaited a millennial,
    Transforming from crude and raw and to your homes,
    Still, the steams keep rising and fall in pitfalls.
    Where is it all you speak about?"

    My heart hurt, hurt so bad
    That I took my lost and then found diary of malleable thoughts
    Smashing it on its bars;
    A vile showcase.
    "These are phonetics, where is love?
    The love that makes the grammer of the poet's heart?"
    "Here, right here"
    I turned my pages,
    Flip,flip,flip
    But all I saw
    Were some empty shells written by an empty shell whose shell was hers no more.
    Some notorious tears fought their way from the emptiness and escaped.
    ---- Escaped the inescapable to die peacefully.
    #wod #pod #miraquill #ceesreposts #start #writesnetwork
    @writersnetwork
    ����
    @a_franteen_writer

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    Some empty shells...

    .....some empty shells written by an empty shell whose shell was hers no more.
    Some notorious tears fought their way from the emptiness and escaped.
    ©a_franteen_writer

  • dreamer_divyani 9w

    We never know the best time of our life until it becomes a memory.

  • seventh_path 10w

    Wishes
    Life is nothing but a wish
    A wish that you are here with me
    A wish to find someone who completes you
    A wish to have ten thousand wishes so that we don't have to lose anyone/thing ever


    ©seventh_path

  • blueeyedfather 12w

    LOST AND FOUND

    Finders keepers,
    Losers weepers,
    I found love in you,
    But you I could not keep,
    Now I sit alone,
    Lost... I weep.

    ©blueeyedfather

  • soulofword 13w

    काश एक ख़्वाहिश पूरी हो इबादत के बगैर,
    तुम आकर गले लगा लो मुझे मेरी इज़ाज़त के बगैर।

  • jikimi 13w

    This lake reminds me of veronica her blue ocean eyes and the sparkle in them whenever she would sit by this lake. I feel her here more than anywhere else...

    It was like she blended with the lake's simmering blue marble glinted water. I still remember when one day I came in search for her and stood searching for an hour, when at last she called me from beside the opposite spot near the lake, and I was appalled. Bursting with laughter she said, can't you find me can't you simply turn your eyes here when I am sitting beside you from the very beginning? I retorted ' how can someone even spot you? When you are fully wrapped up in blue?

    Yeah, she was adorned as a daughter of the lake. Clad in her silky blue leg length gown with her waist length hair tied up with a sapphire ornament. She sat giggling at me from that point, and I not able to disregard it any more, settled myself with her hands in mine and mine in hers for hours and hours gazing up at the ocean of blue...

    #storytime #wod #miraquill #writesnetwork

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    ©jikimi

  • soulofword 13w

    चंद पल का साथ ही जरूर,
    पर तुम साथ तो चलो।

  • nazirahbanday 14w

    Tabiyat say nahi lagta is jaahan ka baskidar
    Dekhne mein khudgaraz tere jasa mere jasa vo
    Khokar apni muskurahat ko
    Sab ki muskaan banta hai vo
    Khud ki khushi ka gala goot kar
    Sab ko raazi rakhta hai vo
    Ek gahraa shaant Samandar hai
    Kayi raaz aur toofan chupaye baitha hai vo
    Chupakar sab say apni taqleefoon ko
    Apne gird ek baand banaye baitha hai vo
    Itna dard o gam samaye baitha hai
    Janay kasay is baand ko bacheye baitha hai vo
    Tabiyat say nahi lagta is jaahan ka baskidar
    Dekhne mein khudgaraz tere jasa mere jasa vo

    ©nazirahbanday

  • soulofword 14w

    सुनो

    दो पल का चैन उम्र भर की बेक़रारी है...!!

    तुम्हें बताया तो था, मोहब्बत जानलेवा बीमारी है...!!!!

  • soulofword 15w

    दोस्ती कोई खोज नहीं होती,
    दोस्ती हर किसी से हर रोज़ नहीं होती,
    अपनी जिंदगी में हमारी मौजूदगी को बेवजह मत समझना
    क्योंकि पलकें आँखों पर कभी बोझ नहीं होती।।

  • tinothankachan 18w

    കോവിഡ് എന്ന പുസ്തകം
    #mirakee #writersparadise #writesnetwork #miraquill #malayalam #thought #life

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    കോവിഡ് ഒരു തിരിച്ചറിവാണ്..
    ദുഃഖപൂർണ്ണമായ അവസ്ഥയാണെങ്ങിലും ഇതും ജീവിതത്തിലെ ഒരിക്കലും മറക്കാത്ത അദ്ധ്യായങ്ങൾ ആണ്..
    നാലു ചുവരിനുള്ളിൽ ശ്വാസം
    മുട്ടുന്നവരെ മനസ്സിലാക്കാൻ..
    അമ്മയോ ഭാര്യയോ ഉണ്ടാക്കുന്ന ഭക്ഷണത്തിന് കുറ്റം പറയുന്നവരൊക്കെ രുചിയില്ലാത്ത നാവുകൊണ്ട് ഭക്ഷണം കഴിക്കേണ്ടി വരുന്ന അവസ്ഥ.. ഇതുപോലെ സ്ത്രീകളുടെ അവസ്ഥ മനസ്സിലാക്കാൻ...
    സ്നേഹത്തിന്റേയും ബന്ധങ്ങളുടേയും ആഴം മനസ്സിലാക്കാൻ...
    ഒറ്റപ്പെടലിന്റെ വേദന മനസ്സിലാക്കാൻ..
    നമ്മൾ ശ്വസിക്കുന്ന ശ്വാസത്തിന്റെ വില
    മനസ്സിലാക്കാൻ,ഈ ലോകത്തെ മനസ്സിലാക്കാൻ..
    ആൾ ദൈവങ്ങളുടെയും ദുരാചാരങ്ങളുടെയും ധ്വനി മനസ്സിലാക്കാൻ...
    നമ്മെ മനസ്സിലാക്കാൻ..
    ജീവിത പുസ്തകത്തിലെ ഏറ്റവും വലിയ അദ്ധ്യായം നമ്മൾ വായിച്ചു..
    അല്ല കാലം നമ്മെ പഠിപ്പിച്ചു..!
    ©tinothankachan

  • trishnadevi 19w




    WITHOUT YOU


    I like to remember you,
    I love to think about you,
    Those precious memories of you,
    Always bring a smile on my face;
    And that makes me to think,
    A lot more about you.

    Since you left us,
    I miss you so much.
    I know,
    I never stop loving you.
    But,
    I have to learn to live,
    Without you.
    I have to do everything,
    Without you.
    I have to spend my days,
    Without you.
    I have to enjoy my happiness,
    Without you.
    I have to face my problems,
    Also without you.

    The fact that you're no longer here,
    Will always cause me pain.
    I wish you were still here,
    Because the sadness is relentless.
    Nothing can ease the pain,
    Nothing can fill the emptiness.
    But you're forever in my heart,
    Until we meet again..

    ©trishnadevi

  • samridhi_tripathi 20w

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  • abmaria 20w

    You failed to understand my feelings..

    You never knew my Deep rooted love..

    You never knew what I wanted to say..

    But all I knew is that

    you could never understand me....


    ©abmaria

  • fkarathore 22w

    Frizzy times,
    Winds but hardly the chimes,
    Symphony got the inverted hymns.
    But here I am,
    Between the nukes of Vladimir and Uncle Sam,
    Being a molecule of these unprecedented ham,
    In the end, what will we be? Some memories and some pictures in a cam.
    ©fkarathore

  • shaawesome 23w

    Duniya mein kitne "MUSHKILAAT" hai
    Mere "MUSHKILAAT" kitne kam hai
    Tab maine Logon ke "MUSHKILAAT" dekha toh
    Maine apna "MUSHKILAAT" bhool gaya


    @shaawesome_thoughts

    ©shaawesome