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  • eyeenma 2d

    I am a grown woman,
    May be thats what I thought,
    I thought I am ready,
    Ready to take responsibility,
    I loved you with all I had,
    Wanted nothing in return.
    I loved you with all my might
    And all my soul
    Fully aware!
    That my love may be in vain!!

    For you already have a commitment,
    You are seriously committed to.

    I was so desperate for love
    I let it flow,
    A place to gather the stream of my love.
    For you have been my unachievable,
    My true desire.
    The best possible that I know
    Forever
    May be the complimenting soul.

    May be the one that ticks all the right boxes
    The one true soulmate.
    I dont know what I am to you though
    For you have never told me
    For you have kept it to you.
    For I lay confused
    What to do!
    What to feel for
    now I have a little beating heart inside of me
    A growing child of love
    That I love so much
    I cant give up.
    I wish it wasn't, but it is!
    For I thought I could do it alone
    But I cannot fathom.
    For God sake just tell me !
    Do I amount to anything.
    Or what do I amount to.
    For now I have to tell my Love child about you.
    For I have to console not one but two broken hearts.
    One of mine and one of the unborn Love child #miraquil #love #lovechild #feelings #brokenheart #poetry #life

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    Love child

    I am a grown woman,
    May be thats what I thought,
    I thought I am ready,
    Ready to take responsibility,
    I loved you with all I had,
    Wanted nothing in return.
    I loved you with all my might
    And all my soul
    Fully aware!
    That my love may be in vain!!

    For you already have a commitment,
    You are seriously committed to.

    I was so desperate for love
    I let it flow,
    A place to gather the stream of my love.
    For you have been my unachievable,
    My true desire.
    The best possible that I know
    Forever
    May be the complimenting soul.

    May be the one that ticks all the right boxes
    The one true soulmate.
    I dont know what I am to you though
    For you have never told me
    For you have kept it to you.
    For I lay confused
    What to do!
    What to feel for
    now I have a little beating heart inside of me
    A growing child of love
    That I love so much
    I cant give up.
    I wish it wasn't, but it is!
    For I thought I could do it alone
    But I cannot fathom.
    For God sake just tell me !
    Do I amount to anything.
    Or what do I amount to.
    For now I have to tell my Love child about you.
    For I have to console not one but two broken hearts.
    One of mine and one of the unborn Love child.
    ©eyeenma

  • eyeenma 2d

    My Stupidity

    I sometimes feel stupid,
    Stupid because my life is unpredictable
    Stupid because I want a bit of certainty in my life.
    ©eyeenma

  • eyeenma 2d

    Too Good to

    As a child
    Everyone told you have got to be Good,
    I Tried, I wasnt that good though
    I aspired,
    Aspired to become Good
    I did everything to be Good,0l
    Worked hard to be good
    Listened to all my teachers
    Did all my assignments
    Worked hard in class
    I Wasn't good enough.
    I tried did whatever it took.
    I got bigger and better at things.
    Better than the good.
    Suddenly
    No one liked me anymore.
    Some did admire though,
    But not so much,

    I Tried to be liked.
    I was utterly confused,
    Being good made me likable,
    BUT!!
    Why does no one like me to a desirable extent?
    Wasn't my efforts from childhood enough.

    For I got told that I had become too Good
    People liked the Good
    But no One liked too Good.
    Therefore I wonder
    Why did no one stop me before I was too Good.
    Too Good to Love.
    ©eyeenma

  • eyeenma 2d

    Too good

    Here I stand,
    Looking at the faces of people
    Smiling and dealing with their lives
    Facing difficulty in their own patterns.
    I feel Happy for them.

    Here I stand
    Looking with wonder,
    Looking at them, wow!
    How do they do that.

    Wondering how awesome
    It would have been and how simple,
    Its to be happy.
    I too have the desire to be happy,
    I too wonder, how I can be a cool as them.

    Why, Just why rejection happens to me all the time
    Why everything does not work out.
    When I try.
    When I ask they Say I am Too good
    ©eyeenma

  • eyeenma 2w

    #publications #writing # Tireless times,
    Incredulous work
    Late nights
    And tons of effort
    Tons of corrections

    Rejection
    After rejections
    But we did not give up
    Finally ��
    After that

    Acceptance.
    Only after becoming worthy of accepting
    #acceptance.

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    Rejections

    Tireless times,
    Incredulous work
    Late nights
    And tons of effort
    Tons of corrections

    Rejection
    After rejections
    But we did not give up
    Finally
    After that

    Acceptance.
    Only after becoming worthy of accepting.
    ©eyeenma

  • eyeenma 2w

    Wayfarer

    Be Good,
    They said,
    You are so fair,
    People must like you a lot
    They said,
    You are so Tallented.
    They said,
    You are so caring.
    They said,
    You are so lovable,
    They said,
    You are so good at your work,
    You sould get a good job.
    They said,
    You are so beautiful,
    You should get a good Guy,
    You are so adjustable,
    You deserve the best
    They said,
    You are such a wonderful being,
    You deserve happiness.
    They said.
    They said so much
    In the sea of Shoulds and Woulds and Deserves
    I fare my way.
    Crashing in the waves of
    Uncertainty, apathy, discord, loneliness..
    I want to figure out my solitude.
    For the role performance is paramount
    And your mere existence means nothing.


    Your likability does not guarantee you a placement.

    There are so many reasons
    to Abandon
    you
    no matter what you deserve.
    ©eyeenma

  • eyeenma 2w

    Abandonment

    Feels like usual
    Abandonment

    Sometimes I get abandoned
    Sometimes I abandon
    Things
    People
    Relationships
    Thoughts
    Feelings

    Life
    Opportunes me,
    To hang on,
    Sometimes.
    Sometimes I am the one
    Lying abandoned
    Hoping to be taken up
    Chosen!
    The Dope chosen gives is tremendous
    And the emptiness of Abandonment
    Is Killing.
    So I hang on a little bit of Dope from the choice
    That leads to my desperation.
    Desperation of being chosen
    Through the path of self pity
    To the courage of Self worth.
    I risk Abandonment, I face abandonment, i experience abandonment.
    Throughout my life.
    Dont blame me
    If I abandon.
    for I have learnt it through experience.
    ©eyeenma

  • eyeenma 2w

    Detachment

    I have been afraid
    Afraid of being confident,
    Confidently relating to someone.

    For since I was a kid,
    I had felt abandonment.
    I had been terrified of being ripped off.
    Off my friendships

    For its very beautiful
    To see demands to be.
    Fulfilment of desires.
    Desires of relevancy
    And associated-ness.

    For what you hold true
    May not be the other's reality.
    For the people are complex.
    And often you are option.
    Just a choice that's on the table.

    A choice that you may or may not chose.
    A choice that remains with the other.

    Just to be with you or discard you.
    ©eyeenma

  • eyeenma 2w

    Mist over the fields

    I was wondering
    Wondering
    My mind wandered from
    Mundane realities to wild fantasies.
    Suddenly I opened the
    Balkony door of my bedroom
    To my wonder
    I caught a sight to a heavenly mist
    The mist was slow settling down
    Just above the field .
    For a moment i wondered
    how the grass might feel
    Being embraced in heavy liquidating steam
    Just to become heavy enough to
    Fall on top of the green grass
    Way heavy that cannot surpass
    Become dew drops
    Glistening and gleaming.
    Just to become the air again

  • eyeenma 3w

    Sorting self

    I don't know what I feel
    What I want,
    What I need I am aware,
    I am doing what I am supposed to
    But my dear Spirit guide
    Help me figure the purpose
    Of my existence.
    Let me Sort myself.
    ©eyeenma