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karumpiravee
55m
Read More#letter #wod
As me how I ask to me
Arrest me how I answer to me
Be me how I became as me
Because me how I believe in me
Close me how to choose me
Class me how I classify me
Drive me how to draw me
Derive me how to define me
Eject me how to erase me
Effort me how to eradicate me
Fill me how to find me
Fit me how to finish me
Glow me how to grow me
Give me how to gate me
Hint me how to hit me
Hide me how to hope me
Ice me how to identify me
Ignite me how to include me
Join me how to jerk me
Josh me how to jam me
Kid me how to kind me
Keep me how to kill me
Let me how to live as me
Link me how to learn me
Move me how to mold me
Meet me how to miss me
Name me how to narrate me
Navigate me how to nest in me
Open me how to overcome me
Own me how to operate me
Peel me how to pin me
Plug me how to play with me............. -
karumpiravee
1h
பேசாமல் பேசுகின்றது உந்தன் சிநேகம்
அதில்
மாறாமல் பயணிக்கிறது எந்தன் கோபம்
நாடாமல் நகர்கிறது எந்தன் உரை
அதில்
நழுவாமல் நிலைக்கின்றது உந்தன் இறை
இச்சதுரங்க ஆட்டத்தின் முடிவில் மரணிப்பவனும் நானே !
மலர்கின்றவனும் நானே ! -
karumpiravee
2h
அமைதியாய் இருந்து ஆழ்ந்து மெளனிக்கிறேன்
நம் நீண்ட கலந்துரையாடல்களின் வழியே...
ஆம்
நம் நீண்ட கலந்துரையாடல்களின் வழியே....
மொத்தமாய் கரைகிறேன்
நம் நெடுந்துயர் கண்ணீர் துளிகளில் ...
ஆம்
நம் நெடுந்துயர் கண்ணீர் துளிகளில்....
உள்ளங்களின் உந்துதல் மாயையில் நம் பிம்பங்கள் பார்க்கிறேன் நான்...
ஆம்
நம் பிம்பங்கள் பார்க்கிறேன் நான்...
ஏனோ இன்னும் நான் தத்தளிக்கிறேன்.............. -
karumpiravee
2h
You tie me by walk
You bye me by talk
You see me by dark
You free me by rock
You lie me by shock -
Preserve me to pre serve for you
Reserve me to re serve for you
just feel like a writer -
karumpiravee
15h
So, ready to show
So, remedy to blow
So, study to glow
So, greedy to slow
So, needy to flow -
karumpiravee
1d
rest room is always the best room to move
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karumpiravee
1d
sometimes sun becomes moon in my window
in such time I am in dream
in dreaming with stars -
karumpiravee
1d
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அன்பின் அரவணைப்பில் ஆதியும் அந்தமும் காண்கிறேன் நான்
ஆளுமை கர்ஜனையில் அதிர்ந்து அதிசயிக்கிறேன் நான்
இறவா நட்பில் நாளும் பிறக்கிறேன் நான்
ஈடில்லா கரிசனைகளின் வாடிக்கையாளர் நான்
உதாரண விடுகதை பூச்சி நான்
ஊக்கங்களின் வழியே பயணிக்கும் யாசகன் நான்
எல்லா பக்கமும் நான்
ஏணிப்படி வாயிலாய் நிலவின் மடியில் நான்
ஐக்கியமாய் நான்
ஒருமையில் நான்
ஒளி தீபத்தில் நான்
ஔவை நினைவில் நான்
முடிவுரை இல்லா புத்தகம் நான்உன்
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karumpiravee
1d
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இன்று பூத்த வெண் தாமரை
நின்று வீசும் மண் வாசனை பூ
வென்று சுழன்று பாயும் தமிழ் பன்னீர் அருவி
நன்று நலம் பயக்கும் அன்பின் கடிகாரம்
சான்று பல உரைக்கும் நல்முத்துநீ
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Pen, Paper and You.
I know how it feels,
The pain of betrayal slowly kills.
They say, a group of three friends is the best,
and with 'pen' and 'paper', your group of three was all set.
You always claimed your friends are different from the rest,
that with them, your feelings flow freely and your words they appreciate.
It's painful when your very own people let you down,
When the ones who always made you smile, now stare at you with a frown.
But please remember, it's not over.
It can't be, because some friendships do last forever.
All it takes is a pinch of patience and that extra effort,
To restore the magic and restrengthen that knot.
So pick your pen, let your fingers embrace and light her spirit.
Do not forget to nurture the crumpled parts of the paper when you meet.
Let them know that it's tough when they are not there,
Be a little more honest today. All that you have been holding up, come on! Please share.
You know how sensitive the pen is,
Her tears would roll down hearing you talk like this,
But the paper will wipe them away as always,
And before you realise, you would have sorted all the mess.
©anuradha2212 -
stronggirlaj
2h
You accept or not, there's someone who's smiling coz of you.
©stronggirlaj
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ayanaa
5h
Read MoreWhat is poetry for you?
Someone, once asked me,
It's the pale moonlight falling on my face through the window,
it's the lavenders dancing in my field like ballerinas,
it's the burbling brook striking to meet the sea,
it's the striking of the clock when I'm trapped in the quilt of silence,
it's the whistling of wind chimes when zephyrs come home,
it's the smile of the innocent kid I met on the street,
it's the petrichor that dearest rain brings along,
it's the hope residing in my each bone which keeps me whole,
it's all the chaos residing in my subconscious,
it's the joyful memories that tear me apart,
it's all the false lies every poet's ever said,
it's the forgotten love buried deep in my heart for you,
it's my wilted soul I keep in the pages of my journal,
it's the ambrosia nectar that makes me quietly eternal,
It's the morning cup of coffee in your lover's arms,
It's the parched sky touching the serene oceans,
It's the good night kiss of your mother ,
It's the gentle touch of perky winds on your delicate cheeks,
It's in the teary smile of an old man meeting his son,
It's the solitary evening on your balcony after a strenuous day,
It's in the smile you lended to a stranger on the bus,
It's in those special people named as friends,
It's the flood of ecstasy while seeing the old childhood photographs,
It's the first kiss under the blissful ceiling of sky and the faint streetlamp,
It's the bleak nights haunted by fiends and ephialtus,
It's all of the bad days and scary nights,
It's the pain of your heart,
It's the kindness you have inside your beautiful soul,
It's our little frivolous heart loving the world
It's the long tight hug around your favorite person,
It's in the very words of this poetry,
It's when the sky fell in love with the earth,
It's when we fell in love with the stars,
It's the gracefully aesthetic scars of the moon and your own self.
Poetry is nothing but words falling in love with each other,
Along with all the metaphors and imageries kissing and dancing,
To the music of our own soul.
- _firefly and Ananya
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Collab with one of the best person here @_firefly . ❤
Firefly and me thanks WN so so muchh :"))).
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It should not to be a matter
Who is worse or who is better,
Above all, we are devoted writers,
Everyone inks in his unique style.
It should not be a competition
Who will reach Editor's choice first,
We don't write for WN , do we?
It's more important our expression.
Mirakee is always here to support us
And helps us developing our writing skills,
So if you dont reach so popular #pod
It doesn't mean your writeups are less worth.
If your writings are not valued enough,
If they are not getting deserved attention,
Do not let yourself to feel low and demotivated,
Soon or late you'll gain rightful appreciation.
©thelunareclipse -
Dear creator,
I can read your mind
I can feel your heart
I have gone through
this kind of phase
When I couldn't breathe
properly
I could feel the suffocation
of thoughts and emotions
in your mind and heart
It is just like the darkest clouds
gather in the sky
And get shattered without rain
Blank pages of your diary
have become the barren land,
waiting for divine showers of words
But trust me
It is temporary
It will not remain for long time
Soon it will come to an end
But yes,
you will have to do one thing
Hold your pen
And try to pour out your heart
Express your heavy heart
Release your confused mind
Let them rain
If they don't rain heavily
Then it is okay
Don't worry
The rain of few drops of words
will make you feel
like the first rain
I know that
few drops are not enough
for any thirty writer
But it will bring you
the smell of creations
And that will be enough
to rejuvenate your creativity
Gradually this rejuvenation
will bring heavy rain
And your blank pages will be
blossomed with
sweet-scented
poetries
I believe in you
and in the creator
resides within you
I can see the monsoon is nearby
Just knocking at the nib of your pen
©thoughtsprocess -
fairytales_
9h
Read Morethey say me rude, they say me kind
I'm neither rude nor kind I'm just someone
who writes all the time.I'm a burning rage
I don't shy howling
at the undesirable guest,
who shamelessly
question my worth
pass judgment over the
case as simple as not
watering the flower in a vase
for not tidying up my
room the way they
expect it to be
It's my room,
I'm fine with it,
tell me,
what's your problem?
I don't shy screaming
at my mom
when she yells at me for
not eating the vegetables,
greens and other basic need
I can survive,
Mom, please
I don't shy screaming at her,
way louder than she does
I don't shy
doubting the decision
that dad had to make for me
for what I have known
I don't think I can consume
the fact that I wouldn't be
able to live my life the way
I want to live
I don't shy
getting angry on my boyfriend
who make promises
who breaks promises
and then explain
how he isn't at fault
blah blah blah
baby, don't swear the things which
aren't on your will
I don't shy
rejecting the guy who
approached me
within a day,
on my cousin wedding
the senior who ask me out
and a friend who wants
to take me on date
just wait for a bit
I doubt you'd want to
handle the real me
I don't shy
ignoring the people
who I don't like
don't take my silence for granted
I'd love to end the
game you started
yet, being silent is my thing
I don't shy
blocking the creepy stalkers
attention seeker
who comes to my post
now and then,
who takes my kindness as flirt
I'm definitely, not the one who has
a single second to watch your bullshit
©fairytales_ -
mishti__
6h
Read MoreDear Emerging Writer,
I know how hard and painful it is for you when you're left in the shades of dark with no words to express at all. Believe me when I say 'I FEEL YOU' because I've been through this phase. But, will you jeopardize something really close to you without even trying to hold on it? I bet that the answer is NO. Because one thing that human being is scared of the most is nothing else but 'LOOSING'. Loosing something which means a lot in their entire life. So don't give up without even trying to hold on it.
Remember the YOU, when everything those eyes saw was everything which is beautiful in this world. Your eyes shimmered as you saw it and your mind made a mess in itself thinking about different views on it and then exactly you found the correct emotions to it. And see there you were, carving each emotions into extravagant lines forming figures of speech. Sometimes you rhymed the last word and sometimes you poured your heart out leaving the lines in free verse. The words which made no sense alone, were brought together by you to make a sense out of it now forming bars and verses. You added magic in the meaningless words and that was a tragic as it was later on turned into a poetry. And now what are you doing? You're just staring at the ceiling of your room with paper and pen on your table taking a break?
You pen down what you see, what you experience and what you imagine. Either it's good or bad, it forms different views in your mind which you share with the world into poetry and proses. But I know that when you feel 10 different things together, you get tangled into 100 different hues of that particular topic. But do you know, 100 different colors when come together, they make a beautiful picture. So why don't you put all of them together and make a mess? Make a mess and you'll see what it turns out into. Maybe it will turn into a intoxicating expression of verses.
Just so you know that, you can leave writing but writing won't leave you on your own. Writing will always hold your hands. You just need to think out of the bubble so that you can hold on it. 'YOU CAN'T WRITE ANYMORE' is a sad excuse and I beg to differ my dear friend. I bet you can't breathe with 1000 thoughts haunting you. So why do you even try? Just write them.
Are you afraid that people won't like it? Duh, stop overthinking. They can't judge you and even you can't. You've to show them the 50 shades of yourself. Which can carve out a poetry out of every mess. Once you'll make it real bad but there is always room for amends. I just want to say that please don't give up. I can't see one more writer jaded and falling down. Write until you breath. There's nothing holding you back.
Love,
Yours unknown friend,
Mishti.
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Holy cow, omg!!
I'm happy beyond my words damn shit.
@writersnetwork Thank you so much for the Kind Repost!!
This is a first ������
I'm so damn happy!!
#letter #pod #ceesreposts #wod
@mirakee @writersbay @writersnetworkThere's nothing holding you back!
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The jewellery of being committed in your prime!
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Seeking out for validations & more I seek out the more fingers I raise on myself.
How would anyone ever know what's the thing I want, what things I deserve.
Let me just search that for myself.
It's me who is picking the fallen pieces back together and building a treasure for myself.
I may go right or I may go left, maybe just let me decide where my heart leads.
I may not be the best person you met but I'm the most realistic person you met.
Who speaks her heart out and can fake a smile when it's actually hurting inside.
Maybe noone will ever choose me but I choose myself and I decide for myself.
Rather than clinging on to the past it's better to embrace the change and become a person who choose to grow & who decides to never give up on things she believes in.
©ankita_s -
deeparajmal
17h
யாரிடம்
வேண்டுமானாலும்
நெருங்கிப் பழகு, ஆனால்
மனிதர்களிடம்.., மட்டும்
சற்றும் யோசிக்காமல்
சற்று தள்ளியே!!! பழகு.
©deeparajmal
11/04/2021
