Miraquill
She is a poem of her own.
She is a poem of her own, let her be!
Let her dwell upon her own insecurities and challenges.
Let her silence scream.
Reassurance is what she needs .
Wild lives in her soul but it takes time when her heart is at war with her mind, confusions suffocates her. When she learns she is undervalued and she is taken for granted .
It feels heavy in her heart ,when the world questions her
and
points her to the situation she never wants to be in.
So just let her be .
Let her fight and count the struggles on her life.
Let her reside on the darkness until she decides to swim and not sink deeper to the salty ocean on her own.
Leave her alone and let her breathe among the walls she has kept herself in.
It will end one day and
she'll live rather than just breathe.
©ishascribbles
ishascribbles
Just a lazy insomniac, stubborn daughter, crazy sister and a melancholic friend. Call me Isha❤
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ishascribbles
129w
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ishascribbles
140w
I wonder if we can make it to the dawn once again my dear soul cause it feels like I am about to kill you again. The shadows have reappeared again they suffocate me and the depression has hands on me it chokes me , slaughters me and grip me as if i am an object. The love around me has started fading once again how are we going to hold eachother in between of these broken canvas of life? From all the things that we never shared can we see beyond and make it to the end ? I hope it won’t be too late.
©ishascribbles -
ishascribbles
163w
I was never healed and instead of healing i started hurting other people's emotions without even being aware of it and now as i have realized it's too late to change the fate!
©innocencesmiles -
ishascribbles
169w
Birthday
Just another reminder of the pain my mom went through just because i was a girl.
©innocencesmiles -
ishascribbles
172w
Tormenting my mind, The bright light enters
I shut my eyes while i lost the track of voices in my mind
Nothing remained besides the deadly silence
No screams, No wishpers and No Yells at all
I try to open my eyes to feel the tingle on my cheeks
But!
The unpleasant feelingets my eyes shut down
I felt my shadow fading and soul trembling
©innocencesmiles -
ishascribbles
175w
Back and forth the desolate alley in the rain
I BEGINED WITH WORDS.
WORDS, WITH PAINS AND SCREAMS,LAUGHTERS AND HYMNS
SADNESS IN THE BRINKS
I NEVER FOUND OUT WHERE IT BEGINED AND WHY!
BUT IT ALL STARTED WHEN I TRIED TO UNDERSTAND MYSELF.
WHILE I TRIED UNDERSTANDING ME AND MY CAUSAL EMOTIONS, I COULD UNDERSTAND EVERYONE AROUND ME .I LEARNED TO LIVE FOR COMPLICATIONS AND COMPLEXITIES AND LEARNED TO GIVE TOO MUCH AND FINALLY LET GO EACH AND EVERYTHING THAT NEVER CARED FOR ME .I WAS WOBBLING TOO MUCH THROUGH THE SCARS OF LIFE.
I PACED FORTH AND BACK THE DESOLATE ALLEY IN THE RAIN.I AM TIRED BUT YET I AM POURING MYSELF INTO THESE PIECE OF PAPER AS LIKE THE COFFEE IN MY COFFEE MUG. I WAS NOT REALLY FULL AND LIVING, FREE AND BREATHING, BUT IT FELT SO GOOD THAT I NEVER THOUGHT OF GIVING UP ON MYSELF AGAIN.
©innocencesmiles -
SillHouTTe LoVe
Part II
Stringed words all over the wall
Deep , Dark letters Dancing
Castles of emotions brewing & brewing
Something Dark and Rayed!
Nurtures me well.......
When the sun goes down,
And the wind growls,
With shadows around me,
Making me suffocate and hesitate...
Screams werent going further
Tears werent stopping rolling down the cheeks
Those silhouttes are still my bestfriends
Silence is still the path i float in,
The air i exhale is still the only sound that breaks my silence.
Loner, is still the word
Describing who i am........
Wrinkled rocks are still the rocks i climb,
Thats How it is.. Love❣
I still have shimmery visions as
Tears get through my eyes in the dark
SILHOUTTES DEAR
They still are the only thing i bear to love
SILHOUTTES DEAR
They still are the words i fear to hear.
©innocencesmiles -
Aama
May the angles hold you close
Like i hold your scarff everynight
I wish you were here today
Even for a while till i bid my last goodbye ...
Once again Yes ofcourse
As with all of love you nourished me with...and with all of the happy things, we created our memory with..
With the spirit i find to look at your pictures
And struggles i do to hide my heavy heart,
Dear ama,
I wanna sing a happy song for you again..
I wanna hold you along your waist and cry in your lap again
Because everyday after all these years along,
I am praying for you & sending my warm wishes to you..
I love you ama..
©innocencesmiles -
ishascribbles
180w
SilHouTTe Love
I am floating in silence
Gently moving forward
But then, Breaking my silence with the sound of my breathe
Over this place i've never been
Over the wild and beautiful unexplored world
The vision has now changed
My perceptions are different
Light from the place is nothing but shimmery
The place from where i've come from and
where i will go back
Are different .....
I am actually diving into those deep castles of rock
Deep blueness where a school of silver fish waits
The place where the sky waves at my silence
As i swim through those deep clouds
I am going deeper deeper past those wrinkled rocks up above
No you wont see me through
As i dive between those bubbles brust
My hopes they wobble like little jelly fish as they rise
My air aint sound
Neither its loud
It has stopped as theres a lot of thing
To see everything
At least different from the people standing out there in a filthy city!
©innocencesmiles -
ishascribbles
180w
Honey, I have cried oceans to sleep i am no longer scared of rivers drowning me during the night through my pillow.
©innocencesmiles
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alisdaire_ocaoimph
129w
Incomplete
I'm not sure anymore
How poetic my poetry is
Was or may be
Just a long line of dangling
Put together words that equate to nothing
A mass of letters dressed
Where fragrance holds a little notch
Maybe two to tantalise a breath
A thought or imagined embrace
But I gather myself to question
For what I write, which purpose
Fills or reunites my being here
Words I've said to often
Terms and flows so similar
Perhaps its all just nothing
Empty, dead like long lost graffiti
Of what once harboured upon its wall
Till washed away like an illusion
Faded, the faint letters bearable
But incomplete.
Alisfaire O'Caoimph
©alisdaire_ocaoimph -
..... and darling
your name would
always be last
at the nameplate
of my vulnerability
©divulgingenigma -
alisdaire_ocaoimph
167w
REVOLUTION
Rise up oh fires deep that rage
Against the ills, this lost age
That has lost the spirit within to fight
For all that is scared right
Stand against the hearth of gold
For truth to tell we are bought and sold
Stand for the rights of common man
Grasp, March, hand in hand
We gave them the positions
To fix our world situation's
And they turn blinded by corporate might
To purse strings they hold so tight
But these countries are ours not the fews
It's time we claimed our rightful dues
Throw them out, regain our sight
And fix this world and all it's plight.
Alisdaire O'Caoimph -
simispeaks
175w
Expecting from others means not valuing your own existence.
©simii_speaks
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alisdaire_ocaoimph
189w
Trust
I think
Sometimes
Feelings
Overpower
Drives the mind
To all sorts of notions
All wrong, misbegotten
Paralysed to the fear
That wrecks favock
With mind and body
Destroying trust
As it goes.
Alisdaire O'Caoimph -
ayushsangwan 202w
Should I ?
Tell me should I set this
sky on fire,
should I lasso the sun
and put it into ocean where
it cannot respire?
Tell me should I fill
all the clouds in a jar,
with my revolver should I shoot
all the stars?
Tell me should I put
this moon in your locket,
with universes should I fill
your pocket?
Tell me should I make all humans
walk on water,
should I make men respect other's
daughters?
Tell me, tell me! Should I ?
- ayush sangwan -
alisdaire_ocaoimph
210w
Whispers
Oh soft whispers
That draw upon the edges
That framwork of dreams
Where life swings in hemispheres
of radiant thoughts
That fill, flood deep
The horizons of life.
In these memories
That twine all being together
Which gives rise to the Gods
Fathums our heavens and hells
Drill us upon those concepts
As to what life is all about
The these of us.
I dream, far the fields of time
Where visions dressed upon
And laid bare to the fragments
Images that were once mine
Seem oblivious to the surroundings
Lost somehow upon the swaying
Unending, moment of you.
Alisdaire O'Caoimph -
iamaftertherain
215w
Why did your love go away?
When the storm hit us ?
Why did you get scared ?
Why did you stop holding me ?
Why did you leave me out of your heart and child like spirit?
Why did you leave when things hit us and threatened to tear us apart ?
You said you were tired of things being this way.
I just don’t want you to give up,
I didn’t want you to leave,
I agreed to let you leave,
I agreed to let you grow,
I agreed to learn how to be alone,
But just know it’s been awhile since I’ve felt home.
I loved you,
And I’m still in love unfortunately.
I wish you could see that I only agreed to let you go,
So that you’d come back -
And realize that there’s no place better -
And you’d enjoy all the seasons with me.
©iamaftertherain -
neetesh19
215w
You don’t have to go as far as lying and cheating to lose her. You lose her when you do not communicate with her, you lose her when you don’t pay attention to her. You lose her when you don’t understand what she’s been going through in her mind. You don’t really have to break her heart.
And when she leaves, that is when you’ll feel her love. And it’ll almost be like a speeding car hitting you hard. The good time will be gone. And you’ll wonder how she is. And what she’s doing. You’ll want to hear her voice once again but you won’t even get a text back. It will hurt you. The emotional pain will turn into physical pain. You mind, your body and your heart will long for her presence. But it’ll be too late. You’ll remember the last time you saw her. The last time you heard her voice. You’ll regret not paying attention to her for the rest of your life.
But all this can be avoided. Love her and cherish her when you can. Give her all your love and attention. Know her better about her wants and desire. Become a friend and a lover. Respect her choices and acknowledge her flaws. She’s your woman and it’s your responsibilty to keep her feel safe and wanted. Treat her with kindness and respect. Be a man and never think otherwise.
She knows how to love, but she also knows how to love herself. She was a woman with wild heart, you can’t tame her. You can just love her and adore her. Don’t try to silence her, she’s a Queen born to rule. She doesn’t belong to no man. She doesn’t belong to no city. She’s like the wind; she’s everywhere.
©neetesh19 -
neetesh19
218w
You try so hard to be good. To do good. But this is life. And then you commit one mistake. And after that no matter how many good things you do. You will always be evaluated for that one mistake. I did one. And i tried to learn from it. I spent days trying to forget it. In the beginning it was hard.
It almost at me alive. And it should i guess. Because people who took me as a role model before that started avoiding me. I couldn’t look them in the eyes anymore. It was something i never thought i would do. But things happen. And in this age of technology and social media. The forest fire spread faster than you expect it to be. And there are people, who didn’t even know about your existence before that. They will be the one to talk more about it. They will be the supreme judge of your character. And in their court, you are the culprit.
After all this, you try to keep yourself together. Although it’s still hard for you to look at your own face in the mirror. With heavy heart you walk past people, who will look at you and laugh at you. With courage you fix yourself piece by piece and move ahead. And finally when your heart feels light and you think you are past all of it. Someone will come along and remind you of it.
Your sky full of sun, suddenly becomes a sky full of clouds. You become numb. And your eyes will slowly spill out tiny droplets followed by heavy rain.
And i wonder why do people not understand, people make mistakes. And when they do, you don’t throw them out or laugh at them. When people fall, you pick them up and dust their dirt and apply medicine to their bruised parts. You shower them with love and pat their shoulder and say. “It’ll be allright”. When did this world learn that love is all everyone needs. Love is what keeps us sane. When ?
Not everyone is strong enough to deal with it. Not everyone can deal with it. Your words can make or break people. Choose them wisely. That word you choose to break someone might be the last one you ever say to them. Be a good human.
©neetesh19
