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Hello Guys,
Hope You all are doing great. We are back with a brand new contest.��
Today's challenge is really wild. ��
Think of the situation when you are away from your partner and missing them immensely.❤
The distance is igniting a sense of restlessness and you lose control over the decency of your feelings. Now you have those immensely wild thoughts floating around. ��
You have 7 words to portray this feeling.
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shivangisingh04
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Read MoreHey guys! I wrote this confession letter to my father and Since I can't show it to him I showed it to you guys , hope you all will like it! ❤��
#fathersday @writersnetwork @miraquill #ceesreposts
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Papa,
It's my very first Father's day without you everyone have to face this harsh reality in their life but I never knew, In my life It would come so soon . Earlier, I was scared for this day
I was scared for how would I even face those quotations and stories on father's day? But then I realized even If you're not there or you can't see what I do and it may hurt me alot but you are and will always be my Papa right? And may be If what people say is true then you must be feeling the things I do for you
I still remember when I was a child we used to travel alot , you had a habit of getting down at every railway station and whenever you come late I used to cry thinking that you missed the train and I won't be able to see you again . Sometimes I wonder how do I manage to spend every single day without you now . It feels like I have a baggage of emotions within my heart which I have to carry forever.
Everyone says that there's a special bond between father and daughter, And I really feel that now. It was so easier for me to make you understand my feelings or emotions , I have had made tons of mistake but you never judged me. even when I used to be alone I had a surety that no matter what you will always be there for me. Everything has changed since you left Papa nothing is same , my heartbreaks everytime whenever I realize that you're nor more with us ,It feels as if I am waiting for this nightmare to end .no matter how much I try to be normal your absence still haunts me. Whenever I try to be happy Questions like would things be more happier if you are there? arise in my mind
The memory of last year of me annoying you for buying chocolates on the behalf of father's day is still with all its freshness on my mind . Whenever I miss you or want to share something I still talk to you.
Your scoldings were the funniest .I never experienced how strict a father could be, you were always sweet to me
I miss how you used to hide chocolates underneath My pillow.I miss how you used to convince me to eat whenever I fought with mum. I miss the way you used to dance or sing whenever you were happy .I miss your voice. I miss the way you cried whenever you came to drop me off. I didn't show but it made me cry too . I miss sleeping on your shoulder or you giving me medicines whenever I fell sick.
I wish I would have written this when you were there It would not have proven how grateful I am to you but It would atleast made you happier . I never showed it but in our family, the person whom I felt most connected with was you.There were many things which I wanted to do for you , I wanted to be your strength, support and capable enough to handle your problems. may be you won't be there to see it but I will surely do it for making you happy and proud .
I love you Papa , I am so lucky to have your features and habits within me they will always remind me of you. No matter how short our roads were you have been the best father to me and you were the most kind human being too, no one thinks about anyone in this world the way you did, you always searched kindness within people but you had to live for yourself too , you forgot that you had your own dreams too. I am proud of being your daughter . A very happy father's day to the best father in the world!
Yours,
forever grateful oneA letter to my Papa
©shivangisingh04
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moulikareddy
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I think the only reason people hold onto memories so tight ...Is because memories are only things that don't change when everyone else does...,
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unblossomedyet
6w
Read MoreONLY IF THE STARS WERE NOT AT FAULT...
How long will it be a FarCry for us??
Can't they deserve a bit of smile ,
Can't their tears be wiped?
Can we not interpret the agony of these little hearts��
Have we become the unscrupulous lots...or is there still some reminiscent of humanity within us??
Was it a mistake or destiny's design?
Their only mistake was, destiny didnot give them a choice....
And they welcomed it ,as their rule book of life...
Unheard cries for a meal became a way to survive��
Without a complain they knew how to live,
Can't the comforting hands be the least,people can give?
How long will be say the fault lie on the stars?
It's now or never,
These bravehearts do deserve to heal their scars...
If we can conquer the mighty space,
Can't we eradicate the childhood hunger and save our blooming human race.❤️
Just take out some time, and think over...
Through our pen and our thinking mind
We should make a small effort to ink the pain,
If at all it reaches the stalwarts someday,
Remember we might see smiles , miracles of love never go in vain...
© unblossmedyet
#criesofhunger #children #unblossomedyet #writersnetwork #farcry #mirakee @mirakee @writersnetwork #wod #pod# poetry #writerscommunity #SaveTheChildrenThe Farcry.
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asmita_chakraborty
6w
Read MoreThe Castle of Wrath
I strolled along the ailes of my past,
Dressed in jinx and curses.
Eyeing my castle of wrath,
I tried to escape.
But, I was tempted
By large alluring embroided gates.
With each passing nanosecond
I was on the escalator moving ahead.
The automatic gates poured open
Once inside, the doors chukled for a second
And closed again.I banged them, nothing happened.
I cried out for help,but no one came.
My eyes swiped around the room for once
Looking at nothing particularly.
I was afraid,for the last time I came here,
It was dangerously messed.
The red walls of rage,cried out different names
Their echoes still visible but faint.
The mess still prevelant,
But this time it felt strange.
My heart pounding,over grimace.
I sat on the floors of doubt.
There was dust and my footprints traced all around.
I sweeped the floors with conviction.
Wiped the antique pieces of flatters.
Vacuumed screams from the larynx windows.
Scrubbed the corridors off the molds of pain.
Scouring the railings of haterid.
I immaculated all rooms where I brewed anger chains
Laundered all insecurities from the curtains.
Polised the mirror of mistrust with faith.
Sprinkled hope smelled room fresheners.
I was drunk with nepenthe when
I swaggered around the plants of poison.
Searched for my gardening instruments
And uprooted them.
The pristine cold walls now looks warm
But not with outrage.
I have scribbled virtues of love
And varnished them with rainbow paints.
©asmita_chakraborty
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#farcry #wod brewing anger does no good rather delving into a pristine environment makes one happier. #writersnetwork
@writersnetwork a read?❤️
Edit: Really!!�������� okay I'm so happy ❤️ Thank uhh so much for the repost ❤️
@squared one of those maybes I sustain. I'm late,but wrote today❤️
@the_muted_voice I wrote ❤️©asmita_chakraborty
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the_muted_voice
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#wod #life_of_lovebirds #pod #life_of_sweethearts #farcry
Thanks for the ❤ @writersnetwork
Inaudible muted cry in
serious deprivation of misery.
The Shedding tears of
untouchables under
the sunken valor.
Despairing bleat of
children who are not for sale,
grappling with hesitancy and candor.
The Plaintive cry of
penniless brains when the
jurisprudence snowed under
premium fraudulence.
Societal stipulation delving
for tears from the eyes of
different clan of social strata.
Masked uniqueness hollering
between the innocence
and sagaciousness
synchronized by the
remote that is not possessed.
Disguised smiles exchanged
with judicious whimpers
of orphaned voices
against the brutality.
// when we dont know who sets what is acceptable and not acceptable, there is no way that ,we have to abide by it. Its natural for us, homosapiens to behave, feel and act in the most desirable and accepted manner. In the end, we compromise our dignity and originality for the sake of being relevant in someone else's world.//
©the_muted_voiceFAR CRY
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tiwari_chittosh
6w
Read MoreBattles we fight inside with ourself have more ramifications than those fought outside and with others.
A war needed to be subsided.
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#farcry
@mirakee @mirakeeworld @readwriteuniteA far cry
On the path of
Memorable encounters
Few of my days had
Uncoloured rainbow.
Which anticipated something
To satisfy the longing
Going in and out.
Dull thoughts
However, attempting to
Get enclosed by
Explores.
The magnetic act
Performed
When there's nobody
Around.
Well! We all have got
The clouded side,
The animal instinct
Y'all call them
In this very
edified society.
We all have been
Taking a gander at the
Most brightest of our sides.
And when darkness supersedes
The brightness never works.
Does it?
There will be supplies
With more of it
Once encountered, seriously.
We try to paint
Our acting out personality
With the similar shading
Of our cognizance.
Yet, it says,
I'm in your head
Your obsession.
How'll you get
Rid of me?
The madness,
Inner demons,
Assassinated creativeness.
The desires which don't
Want to open up
Infront of others
Nor even infront of oneself.
How have you
Smothered those desires
You know nothing about?
Communication is a way
You say,
But what is the way out to
Convey for the obscure?
The trick fails here, miserably.
The charlatan beguilements.
Sometimes, it's nauseating
To look one's own sickness.
Where are the mystical detectives
Who can find out the
Riddles covered profound inside.
Fiendish magnificence you may have
With wild inner look
Like that of an esoteric breed
Which have the alleyways of
The disintegrated dreams.
Are there any fixes and ways of it?
Or maybe, we look after the symptoms
More often, than the origins of it.
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sauravbaglari_
12w
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I am standing in the ashes
Of who I used to be,
And grieving for the loss
Of my life's ebullience.
with darkness , embracing me
It's gruelling to find light.
And the sparkle of my eyes
Is nowhere to be seen.
How long could I mourn
For things that happened?
How long could I be dead still
Without pondering the future?
I don't want to lament
But rekindle the fire.
I am seeking for the spur
That ignites my light.
As long as I have the audacity,
I will burn again like blazing fire
And I never let anyone
To destroy my vigor.
I will rise again with power,
That can never be extinguished
~sauravbaglariRise again!
........I will rise again with power,
That can never be extinguished.
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themoonandthesun
6w
Read MoreFar Cry
Confined in four walls
I count each coin
Divided in pockets
Of my casket
Rubbing away the reminiscent
Of a wet kiss
I count my days
Tears of my sad life
Fill a jug,
The remaining
Overflow my dog's dish
What an unlucky fella?
Who eat meds for lunch
Across the street is a child
Who sits under the red light
A mother who sold her life
For a month's school fees
A father, pimp of his daughter
To shoo away the hunger
The burn that froze
Numb scars that fade
Tears none in their eyes
Nor is the glow of life
Sadness too is melancholic
With a tear frozen in the eyes
The child waved
From the window across
Life came easy
So did pain
"One different from another
None different yet same"
I am the eagle who feasts
On Prometheus, caught in
The loop of time
Suffering?
Question is who?
Confined in the four walls
I count my coins
Shut the curtain
To count them again
With tears on my cheek
I
I count..
I count the
Echoing far cry.
©themoonandthesun
#farcry
@mirakee
@writersnetwork
@clichepenname I wrote this after reading yours. You inspired this! I don't know if I did justice to the idea but I tried.Far Cry
Life came easy, So did pain
"One different from another
None different yet same"
I am the eagle who feasts
On Prometheus, caught in
The loop of time
Suffering?
Confined in the four walls
I count my coins
Shut the curtain
To count them again
With tears on my cheek
I count...
I count the
Echoing far cry.
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_ghoshsrinka_
6w
Read More"Mercy is not tolerance, its forgiveness with the hope of change"~ anonymous
A
Drop of
Mercy is bigger
Than a miracle, that oozes
Down from divine eyes, where millions
Of galaxies have been amalgated into
Stars. It bleaks of a solemn heart which
Once cocooned Elysian memories. It
Not only glorifies the one who
sprinkles but also felicitates the kind
That receives ,and when it mingles
With justice what pours down
Is elixir of love.
©srinka_ghosh
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Inspiration ~
Quality of mercy, speach by Portia in Merchant of venice, " Quality of mercy cannot be strained.. "
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Tried this form of concrete poetry, after getting influenced from @asmita_chakraborty concrete poem on a leaf.. In case u missed it.. Do check it out.
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©srinka_ghosh
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rimi_ojha
6w
Read MoreA Far cry
" I am okay. "
Is that what you want me to say?
Okk then I'll do it for you.
I still remember ,
you slapped me ,
when I just needed a shoulder to cry.
You yelled at me,
when I just wanted someone to talk with.
You told me not to wear a 'sleeveless' top that "attracted" boys.
So I wore a "full sleeve" kurti,
but still they ogled me.
(Not only the boys but also the ones who gave this 'golden' advice)
Now it seems like it has become my habit now,
to do 'everything' according what the "society" wants.
& to bear all that,the society does.
Anyways, would you like to have a cup of tea?
If yes , then please tell me how much "sugar", "tea powder" ,"milk"and "water"
do you want in your "perfect tea"?
Coz I am fed up of hearing the taunts of not making " your perfect cup of tea !" perfectly.
Ohh I am-- --am--m really sorry for not being nice to you.
Extremely sorry.
So...
where was I? Yes.
So sometimes I feel like I bother people just by being alive
Ya I do.
Sometimes I even doubt.... if I 'll ever die,
will you be there at my graveyard , offering flowers?
I know its a silly question, but still I want an answer to console
my soul.
Everyone says "I am not alone".
So why do I feel like I am ?
All the clouds in me are still raining ,
But no one is there to pour sunlight,
to make my life as vibrant, as colourful as a rainbow, sadly.
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.
I've once heard "Fortune favours the brave."
And the bravest thing I 've ever done was continuing to live when I wanted to die .
Wait, that does not mean "I am not unfortunate".
I am depressed
But still I smile
And thats my life
Wait,wait I forgot to mention
"I AM OKAY."
~Rimi
PS: I started off writing a poem and ended up with a sort of 'prose'. (Facepalmed…!)������
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#farcry #mirakee #writersnetwork #MirakeeWorld
#wod
'I am depressed ,
but still I smile .
.
And that's my life.
©rimi_ojha
