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itsuncommonlycommon
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Read MoreI like the town on rainy nights,
And I wasted them counting my dreamy kites.
The window panes with those rolling tears,
Which I don’t even try to wipe.
The air around me turns humid
And I find it difficult to breathe.
The rememberings suffocating my nostrils
I open my window to inhale beginnings.
The air envelope caresses me softly
And the forbidden love kisses my neck from behind.
It sends the shivers down my spine
And I tremble on the couch snuggling the sultriness
With a desire that it'll revive my parched soul.
I see the radiant lights magnifying through the droplets,
Flowing through my eyes and the windowpane both
Like we both want the same thing,
To absorb the view of this landscape
And etch it onto our memories
And to soothe our souls
Maybe the rain and I
we both belong to each other
Like we are inseparable
And waiting for one another
Since forever.
For that everlasting embrace.
- ©itsuncommonlycommon
#PoetryWednesday @mirakee #mirakee #rain #love #memories #poetry #nature #life #thoughts -
itsuncommonlycommon
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If just in case it's my last post...cuz you never know... I would like to end it with a good note. Stay home stay safe. Always value what you have, be grateful. Much love to you all.�������� @writersnetwork #mirakee #writersnetwork #poetry #inspiration #thoughts
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itsuncommonlycommon
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Just stopping by. I can see a lot has changed since the last time I was here except that it still feels like home�� As I am hitting a new low period in my life I couldn't help but pen down a random thought on my secret abode. A tribute and a thank you note to Mirakee.
And I hope you all are doing well. Stay blessed. Thanks and much love to all of you.�� @mirakee #thankyou #life #poetry #inspiration #thoughts.
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itsuncommonlycommon
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#ceesartlove challenge by @carolyns_challenges_and_quotes
Thank you for this amazing challenge...�� ��
I was so confused which one to use in this challenge out of my many favorites...at last, I landed up on this one.
The painting is named as Current
By: Vladimir Kush (he is a great Surrealist artist of the present.)
I tried to illustrate the art in my words, here's a little information about this painting:
Current
Year:2000
12 X 15 Inches
The painter draws a clear analogy between current lines and growth rings of a tree. For annual rings reflect the current of time, the time stream.
And I have written what it speaks to me. ��
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Age is natural,
Aging is unavoidable.
The rings on the trunk
marks the age of the tree.
But how would you calculate
my age just by seeing me?
Well, I leave you guessing about this,
While I'm busy with my rowing spree.
Look around you are in mid of a sea,
And the history of whirlpools is all that you can see.
Ripples of nasty times,
Repulsed me persistently down the line.
But I sailed across them since forever,
Faced them and promised self to not to run ever.
Someday when the time would be right,
Will take a seat with you and we'll write.
The stories, the struggles, the lessons I've Learned,
Of
The failures, the scars, the wins with the current.
©itsuncommonlycommonCurrent
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itsuncommonlycommon
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Cuz Darling
I know how to love,
And I know how to die,
I know how to rise again
And I know how to fly.
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©itsuncommonlycommon
#unfazed #wod #fragments #art #mirakee @mirakee #writersnetwork @writersnetwork..
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itsuncommonlycommon
184w
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My entry for the #ceeslovmon challenge by @carolyns_challenges_and_quotes thank you for this wonderful challenge...it really makes one realize the positives and negatives about self and this process of self-loving/praising is a really great therapy when you are feeling low in your life.
But yaa the way Carolyn Ma'am has stated in her challenge post that's extremely valuable, worth a read and we should and we must always remember that... Don't forget the "We" while you are busy with your very own "I" as being Egoistic and being Proud have a very thin line in between ...try not to cross it. Not just for others but it's extremely harmful to you yourself. Have a great day ahead. God bless����
@amor_dios thanks for the push Darlo��❤.
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itsuncommonlycommon
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You left,
But your love left me never,
It lingers around me, all the time,
All I want is to be lost in its embrace,
As death is the only forever which I could trace.
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©itsuncommonlycommon
I am going insane, pardon me while I take this blame.
#voice #engulf #emerge #mirakee @mirakee #writersnetwork @writersnetworkThese voices inside my head
Never been silent since you left.
You left me in this world so callous and mean,
You have chosen another world just for you and not me.
There was a song I still remember,
Which felt like some cold night of sunless December.
It still plays somehow, from somewhere.
And I could feel the walls and the mirrors staring ghastly at me, silently observing.
When I am bathing I know it's you who wants to hold me a bit longer in the water....I could feel your love weighing me down.
There is a solace in that music which drags me towards itself..and my heart wants to stay.
To stay on the edge of the roof,
in the pool all submerged,
in the middle of the road,
with the blood oozing out of the cut,
in the darkest of the hour,
And I could see the grey murky outlines carving your face by the smoke which emerges out of nowhere in the tenebrous room.
I could see each and every feature of yours in that pitch black and while you sang that song...my heartbeat still skipped a beat or few.
And every time that darkness engulfed you I wanted to follow your voice....those fainted lyrics which I remember so precise.
As I know it's you humming
And darling I am coming,
For you.
To you.
After you.
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itsuncommonlycommon
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#lyricsch1 challenge by @anonymous_pheonix....I don't know the deadline crossed or not..but this song "When I was Younger" by singer Liz Lawrence is just so so soo very close to my heart so added few lines and tried to change the situation of the song without messing up with the essence and the feel of the song. Thank you @amor_dios for the tag on the challenge post. Else I would have missed this beautiful inspiration. �� I don't know how many of you have heard this song...but yaa try if not....Hope you'll like it. ����
As I am sitting here
In this moonlit corner
All I can think of the days so bright.
That endless love which
My mother gave me
And my dad's those long drives.
And when I hold you
In my arms and feel your
little hands while you sleep so tight.
All I can see is you growing taller
With your dad's smile
Ooh and my dad's green eyes.
When I was younger
I told my mother
"I say, one day I'm gonna make you proud"
Now that I'm older
It's so much harder
To say those words out loud.
When I was younger
I told my father
"I'm never gonna leave you ever"
Now that I look back
I smile at some promises kept
And the dreams which we built together.
©itsuncommonlycommon
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raika_
94w
Read More#poetrywednesday @writersnetwork it's about to rain here #rfav
#haikuc @writersbay
rain, night, sky and clouds
are a muse to long lost words
display of chaos
-r
//rainy nights and dark skies
reflect me, my heart and soul//rainy nights and flickering hope
I like the town on rainy night
when the streets smell of petrichor
while the puddles sing a song
pitter patter with a rhythmic beat
and the lamp post flickers
I like the town on rainy nights
when the birds have gone to sleep
and the stars are tucked in
while the clouds wrap the sky
warm in the inside, cold on the outside
I like the town on rainy nights
when the world's pretending to sleep
but in every next house there's a pair of eyes
peeping through the window or gazing on their roof
at the messy yet mesmerizing sky
I like the town on rainy nights
when the moon's lost in darkness
and everytime it thunders, the moon cries
but thy sky on hearing the wails,
lightens to show it way back home to the stars
I like the town on rainy nights
because rain, nights, sky and clouds
reflect my heart on the canvas
they help me find my way back
to myself, him, us and words
-raika -
raika_
93w
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Happy friendship day everyone!
This is a collab post by some of the old residents of this home.
(me), my_cup_of_poetry, pranat03, coldplaydreams, moiteryee, pen_and_paper, phoenicorn, allbymyself and dream_of_a_reader
I adore you guys ❤️
#fdc @writersnetwork #hfdcollab 02
//We've not yet evolved to perfectly define the true sense of the bond of friendship//
-dream_of_a_readerF. R. I. E. N. D. S
We are stars, far apart, but a part,
of a constellation that shines among the voids as we illuminate love and amiability filling the darkness betwixt with our words.
-Raika
We crashed here like cold, blue December nights with hurricane in patch pockets and resurrected into yellow February afternoons flying and laughing like insane, free wind refilling each others empty jars with saccharine rainbow smiles.
-Sakshi
Unlike the freshness of a cool
summer breeze disseminating
scent of roses in the air,
we will always remain;
in sunlight and in shade,
our archives will perdure
till the end of the days.
-Pranat
Cascades of emotions, quenching the voids and fostering the frets and pulses that make these lines worth reading, that makes no me and no you yet an us, that makes time pale and moonbeams write our names over dried out skin and mortal traces is what has made this drop of life, an ocean!
-Debjit
The beads we gather by the shore,
for castles build to mould adore,
are now a floral part of us.
The miles we rhyme by the lanes,
for facing world in broken flames,
are now a flawless art of us.
Miles apart yet souls anigh
Gulping hazards , blooming bright
is how friends sing this lullaby.
-Moitreyee
Losing interests makes this world look like nothing,
and us a fool,
wandering to and fro to attach and detach
We hold a tree for our spine
and the shadow to suck out the light
We search far and far
and try to smile on the mirages,
we climb on each other's shoulders as we know,
we can reach somewhere with friends,
and we give them a piece of our solitude
to hunt on
we know life is smooth
till we bid a farewell
and in the end we return to the place,
where we started it all.
-Gaurav
There in your pain and sombre,
Making sense of your hidden pent up emotions
We have made you cry and pry
Into those unnamed, hidden behind emoticons
Apologetic, we're! for you went through all that
We are "Writers Without Borders" defined by our senses
We promise, You will never be alone.
As we will be there through your moult.
-Hira
We were the calm before the storm
Laid down roots and planted a seed
We built the bricks, watered the soil
Gave our hearts to the words you read
Watched it rise, stayed during the fall
Stood next to each other, through it all.
-Avitaj
//We've not yet evolved to perfectly define the true sense of the bond of friendship//
-Nivi -
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Hi guys. I have to tell you something I hope you take the news easy. Breath. Maybe sit on a chair and listen, it'll be okay. Don't worry.
Okay so someone had to say this, unfortunately I'll have to now. IT'S OKAY TO NOT MENTION WRITERS NETWORK IN THE COMMENT BOX OF EVERY (20)POST YOU READ. *smiles*
What I am saying here, for example there's this person who reposted let's say 10 posts and tagged writers network in all of them. Umm makes sense? A specific person has 10 people mentioning wn in the comments. Why? Is your read not enough? You don't have to beg for a repost for your friends. The fact that you read and liked it is enough. (I guess unless they too wrote for a repost )
Stop disturbing them always. There might be other tags they need to read too but you keep on flooding their notifications.
Everyone who tags writers network in every post they read is the one making this place difficult to live in. Stop disturbing the peace in MY HOME. You are new here and you don't know that, we didn't use to do this stupid thing because for us our friends read matter. And wn read is like a bonus that comes once in months so please. Stop fooling around kiddos.
Write for yourself. Or for your friends. Don't tag wn everywhere. They are human beings. -
my_cup_of_poetry
94w
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you, me and everything
we could be.
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vedika_11
95w
Read MorePata nahi kya jaadu hai tujh mein,
Jab bhi teri tareef me kuch kaha hai,
Mere alfaaz ki sarahana karke,
Logon ne mujhe shayraa kaha hai!
- vedika11 ��
#hindifeels
@writersnetwork @writerstolli @mirakee @hindipoetry @hindiwriters
Ig: _yourfeelinzzपता नहीं क्या जादू है तुझमें,
जब भी तेरे तारीफ में कुछ कहा है,
मेरे अल्फ़ाज़ की सराहना कर के
लोगों ने मुझे शायरा कहा है। ❤️
©vedika_11 -
lovenotes_from_carolyn
99w
Read MoreThe following piece is dedicated to @nivi07, who inspired me to start a movement I've named "Poets Penning for Peace." If you'd like to take part in this positive effort, please see the most recent post on my @carolyns_challenges account for further information. ♥️��♥️
EMBRACE THE RACE
by Carolyn Glackin
Let me keep this real simple
Let me make myself clear
It's time to put aside anger
It's time to let go of fear
In fact, it's time to embrace
The whole human race
Before hatred takes over
And lays us to waste!
I will not rest easy
In the eye of the storm
I'm here to discuss this
I'm not here to conform
It's ok to be proud
Of your gender or creed
But please bear in mind
We're all red when we bleed
Don't search for more reasons
That set us apart
Though we have different thoughts
We're the same in our hearts
Stand strong in yourself
That's important, it's true
But also remember
None are lesser than you
We come in all colors
All shapes and all sizes
So why do some feel that
They must wear disguises?
No one should ever
Have to hide who they are
You hail from above
My dear, you're a star!
You don't need to be darker
Or lighter or thinner
My friend, you're divine!
You're already a winner!!
Can we talk about skin tones
For a moment, at least?
After all I've been hearing
I'm really not pleased!
What gave you the notion
You can judge based on skin?
Never mind outer shells
Seek the being within!
See, we got this Creator
Up above who's divine
Who deems every color
As lovely and fine
And I'm sure it's offensive
To see us this way
Add odds with each other
At war every day
Our Earthly descriptors
Should not cause discrimination
It's time to realize
We're ONE people! ONE nation!
These matters of country
And city and state
Are very poor reasons
To cause us to hate
Those facts are just fiction
Please believe me, please do!
Let's not let false dividers
Come between me and you!
This world is in chaos
It's alarming, it's scary
Our minds are conflicted
Our hearts are so weary
Our souls long for home
The heavens are calling
The Creator awaits us
So how come we're stalling?
I'll tell you the reason!
We're not done here yet!
It's time to set this mess right
Let's not leave with regret!
Don't put this on others
It's our job, and I mean it
We ALL made this mess
So we ALL need to clean it!
So come on, let's get started
Not a moment to waste
Time to love one another
Let's embrace our WHOLE race!
Copyright Carolyn Glackin 6/22/2020
#poets_pen_for_peace #peacemovement #unity #worldpeace #loveoneanother #givepeaceachance #writersnetwork #mirakee.
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luvnotes_challenge_host
99w
Read MoreAttention Participants: It's of utmost importance that your submission should impart harmonious sentiments of peace and positivity throughout; and it should bear NO political agenda or hate speech whatsoever. Thank you for being mindful of this.
*Limit of one submission per participant.
*Please spend some time supporting one another by visiting the #poets_pen_for_peace hashtag and reading/reposting the submissions of your fellow participants.
@nivi07 ��☮
#mirakee #writersnetwork #worldpeace #peacemovement #positivity #loveoneanother #oneworldonepeoplePoets Penning for Peace
My young friend Nivi (of @nivi07) recently approached me with a humble request to assist in an effort to promote peace and positivity amongst all people.
That's certainly something I'd want to be a part of, so I was more than happy to oblige that request by starting a movement which I've dubbed as the "Poets Penning for Peace" movement.
Those who'd like to take part in this worthy effort can write a poetic rendering that promotes peace throughout the world, and tag it with #poets_pen_for_peace in your caption area. As this is a writing movement, rather than a challenge, it will remain open indefinitely with no closing date or deadline. Please submit one piece only.
Be sure that your piece (and image, if used) adheres to the community guidelines and Terms of Use of Mirakee so that I can repost it.
I've dedicated my piece to Nivi, for inspiring this noble movement. Those who are interested can view it on my main account (lovenotes_from_carolyn), or by going to the aforementioned hashtag.
Now let's get out there and promote some peace!
Blessings,
Carolyn
P.S. Please remember to use only the hashtag to submit your piece for this movement. No need to tag my main account. -
writersbay
100w
Read MoreWrite a poem, prose or quote using the word 'kalon'
It means, beauty that is more than skin deep.
It's the ideal of physical and moral beauty.
Suggested by: @stained_glass
Share with #kaloncWord of the day
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soulfulstirrings
100w
Read MoreLife's not easy for any one .
Her graph changes from time to time .
But what keeps us going is this hope ..
That storms if there will one day pass .
Refer -
Lorn - lost , ruined
Nemesism -Frustration, anger, or aggression directed inward, toward oneself and one's way of living .
Coruscate - shining , sparkle
Abate - become less intense
Insouciant - free from worries
#endc @sumana_chakraborty
Image credit to the rightful owner . #poetry #thoughtsIn the end ..
Isn't it all about
Those storms that keep
Brewing inside you ..
The ones that will
Charter the path
That you would one day walk upon .
Either breaking you down ..
Leaving you lorn with nemesism ..
Or
Letting you coruscate
Like that rainbow
Once that storm abates .
/........Life is never insouciant ..
Betwixt milestones of birth and death
We traverse this circle till it's complete .
What matters the most
Is how you lived ...
Cos in the end it's only your memories that you leave......./
©soulfulstirrings -
eurusgrey
100w
Read MoreI started typing and just couldn't stop.
@writersbay thank you for the prompt.♡
@writersnetwork @mirakee thank you so very much for the reposts and my first ever pod, means a lot.♡
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In the end, we are all mere stars of a constellation that may or may not be the favourite one of a little child who longs to float across the sparkling galaxy shimmering with stardust of the charred ones. Children are told that their loved ones who are no more physically present with them become some distant star that shines brighter than the rest and somehow guides them through a harsh journey called life.
My star is the closest one, the sun.
How lovely it would be to take a stroll in the garden of cosmos, take a whiff of the beguiling clouds, maybe crush the unearthly soil of mars in your hands, pluck a few stars and press them between the pages of your favourite novel so you can catch a glimpse of nostalgia two light years later, take a few pictures of the mesmerising nebula and later find some flaws in it's skin that you thought was perfect and also maybe probe the depth of the black hole, see if it's deeper than your soul. Oh how lovely it would be.
In the end, we are all just shallow figures in the polaroid of a tired photographer who claims to capture moments with a snap of fingers. A photographer who tries to find happiness in others for he lost his a long time ago, the way a bird loses it's feathers. How blessed are we to be able to relive the memories, or are we cursed that memories have such a strong grip on us?
The same smiles that were so charming back then, now haunt a trail with no train that hits the nerve cord out of the blue and announces the innocent soul brain dead. And no miracle is capable enough to revive a wrecked soul, for it has lost it's essence, the sole purpose of living.
In the end, we are just splashes of colours on the canvas of a trifing artist, whose works may or may not become masterpieces, for he is a lonely soul who paints with the dull shades oozing from the cracks of his fragile heart wrapped in bandages of grey, now torn and tattered.
Colours are not mere colours, they are hues of emotions felt by only a few lucky ones. Can one live with a lonely shade for their whole life? Would it be better to blend them all and take the risk or play safe and maybe later regret and clench fists?
To be immersed in the silk of purple or drenched in the rain of blue, how about both or maybe all? But life isn't so kind, for what about the colourblind?
In the end, we are just scant words of a forlorn lover inking woes of his unrequited love hoping it would bloom into something not in it's roots.
Sometimes words don't heal, they just give a feeling of unwanted numbness added to the misery resides in the dark corners of heart and refuses to pay any charge.
A poet doesn't necessarily write from the core of his heart, sometimes the words are shallow, deceiving and laced with spells to keep you hooked, to keep you from peeking inside the heart, the heart that's as caliginous as the cloudy sky before the storm, that is so grotesque and tender that no verses of poetry can dissolve the coat of rusty acid enveloping the surface completely.
In the end, we are just mere actors waiting to be hired for the play of the season, thinking, to live it would be a significant enough reason.
Trying to fit in, to stand out like the rest, rehearsing the same script over and over again, not realising it's meant to be a candid play and not some elegant broadway. Some get tired of being the backup artists and leave everything half way because they fail to see it's how they perceive and not what the world deems to be fit.
I was desperately trying to be the brightest star, the one that sheds light to infinities so far, the one who is better and different, but then I met the moon, so pale and full of scars, and yet I was swooned.
Whether to steal someone else's limelight or create your own from a galaxy full of charms and potions bright, is a simple choice.
So in the end, we are just humans endeavouring to find who we are in the end.
- Sakshi
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#endc
#writersnetwork #mirakee #mirakeeworld #pod...
//So in the end, we are just humans endeavouring to find who we are in the end.//
©eurus
