Hi @writersnetwork. Me wrote this for you. Can I atleast get a pointer if you didn't like it. Coz u know u never say a word . Still I with many love you. And this simplistic piece showers my gratitude to you
Journey with WN ♡
A one , a two or dozen are you Behind the title we dearly call WritersNetwork Mirakee's unofficial page you say Whilst your assiduous diligence Inspires me to awe Remember when I first came You liked my lame simple prompt After my repeated tags at captions Ohh sweet I was naive Sorry for irate I caused When I learned about you Your strength in the community I was suddenly filled with guilt and shame For calling you to read My debut pieces of poetry And mere three word prompts But you still came Like to many you visit Every passing day And brightened my days To feel alive, feel admired For my verses were uncofident With my debut prompts. You missed some, cherished some Few reminded you, while few cursed Obvious of beauty you left in haste I'm sure you still came to glance even a little peek from clouds behind After all you are admirers of art Oh sweet you bring joy Ardour and happiness To sapiens of pain and heartbreaks Hoomans of love and beauty Leaders of reforms and free. Editors page stretch our dimples Sometimes so hard it aches Brings a feeling of Deja-vu To know we are bloomin' From a little germinate seed to a flower Oh sweet there comes the next big thing The prestigious WN reposts For which I'm still trying Sorry a tiny lie won't hurt right I'm simply happy that you haven't forgotten Writers still in making But I can state this in secret Those admirers of moon , Queens of aesthetic Forlorn and lovelorns Victims of pain who found solace Messengers of love and hope They cry shining droplets of happiness For their masterpieces Has touched hearts. Mirakee has grown to Miraquill Writers of brilliance Left to venture, but I ask you Never to change or leave Even if it's a selfish little wish For you've stayed behind When many already left Guiding us with silence Encouraging with reposts Oh sweets I admire your patience Cherish our touches in likes Promise me you'll never leave Even if I sound like a child ♡
Some here means writings of other fellow writers ♥ P.s Okk so some of u might misinterpret this . That I want a repost frm WN , which is not true. WN appreciates post through by Likes or Reposts. Might I add I'm still an amateur so I'm not even thinking about that which I wrote above. But I just wanted them to say 'Hi' which I know is childish . But hey a girl can dream right
Yes I'm a hopeless cliche writer who's gonna delete this later :'(
I walk everyday to the park By the lake they call Love I meet hoomans of different age Different culture ,male and female I greet and meet a few With my bright smile and Some with sigh . Few visit everyday like the moon Few in blue moon Few makes me laugh till I feel tears about to burst Whilst a few shoves me hard Down to tunnels end Where my once healthy heart Rots like thrown in open land And vultures gulps the remains till last But still I go to the park To greet and meet hoomans Some with a radiant smile Others with a heavy sigh Until I met the prince of the park This hooman was different He held me when my tears rained Under the umbrella of colour love-care Self taught the magical art alchemy To turn my rotten heart to once beauty And became the prince of My cliche childhood fairytale The lake of Life is serene both With melonchaly and melody We giggle and share secrets in the bench named Love of the Marriage park Built over the horizon of Lover Park We visit this new park like moon everyday Memories of Lover Park still pop up once in blue moon .
Here, own - expectations Their - society Rome - dreams Hards - hardships
Hope it makes sense to you ♡
Dear expectation , Might I call my twin For we were born from womb same and Cried our debut tear at same With my first giggles you grew With my little tiny steps you bloom For me To family , to society. We grew hand in hand Me to a beauty outside Whilst you core deep inside Every day I bloom to A sapien, of right and kind Whilst you from pressure outside Blurs of night I hated you Stained feathers of quilt for pain For aches you always left behind With hushed whispers For mirage of joy I despaired. Yet we grew hand in hand To fulfill wishes of people Of society Oh my own , their own I cry at nights Only moon knows the ink I bled under starry nights But we grew hand in hand When Maa-Paa gave reigns of My fragiled self to me with you To build my Rome of years We grew hand in hand Me mixing bricks concrete Your supports upbeat. Years passed Rome built Now we stare the beauty indeed My twin , we won ,we lived We passed life's harsh Heartfelt gratitude to you Cheers for our past Even hards , for Rome Was not built in a day.
Expectations can be harder at days but when we turn them to our goals it certainly makes it hundred times easier & better Well ofc the ones worth building our Rome
To one of the kindest and most beautiful soul stuck with me for years and to come. I hate you to the moon and back Sissy Missy
----------------------------------------------------------------------- The nutcase of all cases ,my sister I hate you from mine and All of dear one's core And I can state a thousand Reasons of why and more. I've sung verses for lovers Of past and unknown , even for Moon from humble abode Yet I can't suffice with words To ink a melody for this humble soul Words you say from heart are knives If wronged , cuts deeper in my soul A shove on my back You can push me to knees Baring my soul to a world ice cold Freezing me to death with a solid nod Yes my sweet you can You are gifted with a blessing I call curse For my love for you Is greater than time Guised as an angel, you smile When judgement day comes You turn to angel in black Maleficent With her broken wings, from harm You are strong you are beautiful You are everything magical A soul of right and kind(ness) Of understanding I can never become Ohh my sweets I hate you from mine and all of dear one's core And I can state a thousand Reasons of why and more . ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jotting it down or else I can't sleep Late night lame rants are becoming my thing I fear 01/05/21 - 4:35 am
She's Of The Age Now, Walking Down The Aisle. Having Him Beside Her. Holding On Tight. Her Hand Grasped In His. Her Trembling Fingers Interlocked With His Rough Yet Firm Ones. Her Pupils Cascaded On The Carpeted Floor Focused On Her Bridal Heels, Moving Towards A New Beginning. His Eyes Scrutinized The Wedding Hall, Landing On The People Who Had Glint In Their Eyes. Finally Settling On The One Who Was Yet To Take Away His Baby Girl. And The Most Haunting Part Was That He Himself Was The One To Bid Her Audie. Reaching Onto The Stage, She Noticed A Masculine Hand Forwaded Towards Her. And Instinctively Her Hold On His Hand Got Tighter And Tighter With Each Passing Second. She Raised Her Gaze To The Familiar Ones That Always Had Love And Pride For Her, For Now She Witness The Sadness Englufed In Them. His Warm Brown Orbs Never Failed To See Through Her Soul. She Lost His Wramth When He Let Go Of Her Hand To Again Grab And Place It In The Musculine One. In The Process She Intuitively Shook Her Head. The Tears That Were At The Brim Of Her Eyes Found It's Way Down Her Cheeks. The Heavenly Touch Of His Fingers Padded The Salty Drops Off Her Face. Placing His Lips On Her Forehead Lingering It For A While And Letting It Go.
Can't believe we are doing a part 3 of this.... But, we are! Cause....why not?!
# Types of people on mirakee! (Part 3) (Kyuki bahut sare type k log h)
✓ Profound people These are the people with "top class dictionary".... Inke posts k aadhe words k meaning generally pata hi nhi hote...but phir bhi hum like kar dete h yeh soch kar ki jo bhi likha hoga accha hi hoga
✓ Majbur (Suggested by @ravleen_k) Listen, when someone tags you in their post, you feel obliged to like, comment, and repost....h n? Yeh h majbur log....pasand aaye n aaye like karte h
✓ Hawa ka jhoka Yeh wo log h jo mirakee par aate jaate rehte h....they keeps deactivating account in every now and then....pata nhi kya maza aata h...but yeah, people do that
✓Chatter box Self explanatory, these people keeps on talking....with anyone, on anything, anywhere, anytime.... Yeh wo log h jo comment section ko whatsapp bana hi dete h
✓the tuthul puthulers Urf ✓comment section ganda karne wale (Suggested by @bhootni) These are the people jo khud k comment section Mai baat karte toh h hi... But wo dusro k comment section ko bhi nhi chhodte! Dusre k comment section Mai khud ki Ramayan start kar dete....
✓The essay writers OR ✓ Big bang commenters (Suggested by @ritikasareen) They write paragraphs in form of comments....some are fun are read, but sometimes some people gives us kinda lecture on their theory on that topic....
✓ The observer (Suggested by @captain1) Again, self explanatory, this are the people who observe others.... (What? Why are you looking at me like that?)
✓The Flirters (Suggested by @malhar_) Do I have to explain this? I don't think so....
Honestly, when I was writing first part 1, mujhe Umeed nhi thi ki yeh interesting lagega kisiko....but the support I have recieved....is *teary eyes* overwhelming Thank you so much everyone!
And and....I have recieved soo many suggestions! That a part 4 is must now
Hey guys! Aaj thoda kuch different karte h... Today we are going to discuss the types of people we see on mirakee! Cause....why not?!
________________________________________________ # Types of people on mirakee! (Part 1) (Kyu ki ek part Mai sab cover nhi ho payega)
[DISCLAIMER: this is only written in a light mood of comedy....please don't get offended]
✓ Eid ka chand You know them...yes, you do. The people who visits mirakee once in......a long period of time.
✓ The ever-present/ addict Basically, the opposite of Eid ka chand. Yeh log hamesha active rehte h....and by hamesha, i mean HAMESHA... Be it 2am or 2pm, they'll be on mirakee. FOREVER!
✓ The twist Let's agree.... We all are a bit annoyed by them. These are the people whose comments are like "Nice post........ Pls follow me blah blah blah" Yep...the spammers urf self promoters.... We all know them... unfortunately.
✓ Annoying gamers OR ✓ An eye for an eye The only game these people play is "follow-unfollow game" or "follow to follow gimmick". Thanks to them, humare followers number oscillate hote rehta h....
✓ Supporter OR ✓ Guardian angel These are the people who sincerely read your work, support you, correct you, encourage you, help you if you need *Sigh* the best kind of people!
And that's it for this part...aur bhi kai type k log h yaha...unke baare mai phir kabhi charcha karenge... Aur kis kis type k log dikhte h yaha? Comment and tell me...and also tell...aap kis type k ho
She is a moon Moon who lighten up souls She is a masterpiece Masterpiece of literature and art She is an inspiration Inspiration for many hearts She is a metaphor Metaphor who beautifies erratum She is a quill of love Love which flow in her veins She is my heartbeat Heartbeat who give me life after death She is an oxymoron of bliss Bliss which one can feel in her presence
She is someone due to whom you all know "fromwitchpen" . I started my journey with 2 likes on my posts and due to her Amazing support now hundreds of writers knows me . I was a person writing like a little kid she taught me how to write . She is no other than my Mesec . The luna of this realm . She is someone whom I'm indebted to . A person who gave a hand to me when no one was there she was there . And then slowly this Beautiful soul touched my soul and then she made an abode in my heart . I don't know I don't have words to expound my feelings for her . Right now I'm wet-eyed. And words are slipping off from my heart . She is my teacher , my inspiration , my guider , my quill , my ink , my soul , my heart altogether my Everything . I adore you Mesec . From our midnight talks to your post . From witch to Vestica . From day to night . We are similar in many ways . But , I am just a shade of your canvas and you are the brush and artist who painted me .
I love you and I adore you . More than this I respect you for who you are .♥️♥️ I'm bereft of words . Happy birthday love ❤️ stay blessed and happy . Always @thelunareclipse _____________________________________
She a girl with silver skin blue eyes and ink in her veins touch the hearts by pouring love in cups of life none other than pour some ink she paint scars in comely one liners giving life to dead scars she adore skies which are blued she still turn them in lovely stars and the ocean of her thoughts awestruck words glistens them with love and perspicacity a lass with brave heart and bouquet of poems @/poursomeink missing you :) happy birthday ❤️ stay blessed and happy . Always . Love ya ♥️