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  • nehahemaraj 3w

    //NECROPOLIS, 7:00PM//

    Tristful amethyst dusk,
    Chirps speeding along the zephyr,
    Thund'rous roar intimidating the cheeps,
    Raindrops, nowhere to glimpse.

    Beside the monotonous sepulchre,
    Mangled four walled organ,
    Tarnished due to hoary cordolium,
    Strives to function in incessantly.

    Modicum of solitude of April night,
    Making its narrow way,
    Through the prosaic moribund reality,
    Death, burlesque of metaphors of life.

    ©nehahemaraj


    #miraquill #pod #poetry #necropolis #dusk
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  • nehahemaraj 4w

    //WABI-SABI//

    Daisy white demitasse,
    With asymmetrically chipped edges,
    Around the circumference,
    Preserved in the clinquant coffin of metaphors.

    Copious taunts and rejections,
    Strive to camouflage themselves,
    In the frayed sleeves of blue sweater,
    Bequeathed with love.

    Bronze tinted first love letter,
    Fragile as butterfly's wings,
    Presented with exhilarating angst,
    Tucked away beneath the raiments.

    Bits and pieces,
    Preserved for eternity,
    Relentlessly invigorates,
    The moribund soul,
    Sometimes with kisses, and,
    Sometimes with knives.

    ©nehahemaraj

  • nehahemaraj 4w

    #miraquill #pod #poetry #wod
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    I'm soo happy!! Heartfelt thanks to @miraquill @writersnetwork ❤️❤️

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    //SAUDADE//

    Painting my nights with happy lies,
    Triturating in the melange of suppositions,
    Blended with crimson regrets,
    Resurgence of agony of aeons.

    Is there an answer in those blank pages,
    Once saturated with pulchritudinous love,
    That firmly clung onto the sheet,
    Without bothering to peep into the sepulchral reality.

    I was never a speck of dust,
    But the paramount core of it,
    Howbeit, cascading into the right hands,
    Metamorphosed into a prismatic art.

    Swaying with the wind and leaves,
    Susurrus lulling me into a deep state,
    Weaving our tale of masterpiece love story,
    To the universe, a paradigm for aeons.

    ©nehahemaraj

  • nehahemaraj 13w

    #miraquill #pod #wiremesh #dust #separation
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    Here, the beautiful bonding and painful separation of the wire mesh and the dust has been unwired.


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    //GRIEF OF SEPARATION//

    Gauzy, greyish wire mesh,
    Compact within the framework,
    Savours the soothing solitude,
    In its idiosyncratic elysium.

    Contemplates the milieu,
    With lancing stygian stares,
    Dawn to dusk,
    Unless occluded by the blinds.

    Microscopic specks of dust,
    From the encompassing sphere,
    And also from the faraway land,
    Adhere to the thin wire.

    Odyssey of pulchritudinous love,
    Initiated with fond cuddles,
    Graceful melange of heart and soul,
    Pneuma, now craves for eternal company.

    Alas, beautiful never lasts longer.

    Immersed in the closed container,
    Deluge of liquid, suffocating,
    Agonising separation from love of its life,
    The quiet death of paradise.

    ©nehahemaraj

  • nehahemaraj 14w

    //BURNING IT ALL//

    Phantasmagoria, swaddled in satin fabric,
    Sprinkled with sequins of hope,
    Constructed a gilded castle,
    At the pointed zenith of chimera.

    Fantasy dripped in lacunae,
    Betwixt the walls of reality,
    Bounced back with despair,
    And clinged to the clouds of despondency.

    Amalgam of spurious notions,
    Shoved it into the hearth of death,
    Deliquesced the black ash,
    And carved the illusions on papyrus.

    ©nehahemaraj

  • nehahemaraj 14w

    //20 WORDS FOR 20 PUFFS//

    /20 words for 20 puffs/
    You sheltered abandoned lexicons,
    Bedecked them with gems,
    And treasured emerald garb,
    At 1 a.m,
    Hour so frail and wispy.

    /20 words for 20 puffs/
    Uncurled the metaphors,
    Flourished the moribund soul,
    Curved the linear rosy structure,
    At 1 a.m,
    Fragility frolicked at the zenith.

    /20 words for 20 puffs/
    As photons lulled me to sleep,
    Your morphemes kissed,
    The fragments yearning for death,
    At 1 a.m,
    Life stared back.

    ©nehahemaraj

  • nehahemaraj 14w

    #mirakee #pod #combination #wine #wod
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    Dionysus- Greek God of wine

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    /WINE AND WOE/

    Stygian euphony, blustery winds chaperoning,
    Ruby cinders mocked for their fury,
    As the velvet blinds of twilight are drawn,
    Embers in the body pass out.

    Chalice emptied off its pleasures,
    Gentle nudges of agony succour,
    The spawning of tenebrous miseries,
    That splore in the core.

    Intoxication kisses the soul,
    As the violet wine does its job,
    Sufferings are soft taps of life,
    And Dionysus, the eternal panacea.

    ©nehahemaraj

  • nehahemaraj 16w

    I borrowed a handful of blue sky from my last lover, embellished with navy roses and lapis metaphors. Splashed the stygian agonies glistening with scorching affliction. Panoply of devastated soul, in the uncharted realm, lacking even the vague hopes, lurking in the alcoves embedded with darkest colours of death.

    I borrowed a handful of blue sky from my last lover, sprinkled ashen ruminations mabbled in the pale azure blue, velvet fabric of frangible hopes, so as to attenuate the dark hues. Blooming is a leisurely process, that deserves to be caressed, fondled and cuddled with opulent love. Cyan daisies blew an average of 20,000 breaths into the cerulean soul to get through the day.

    I borrowed a handful of blue sky from my last lover, embraced it with the indigo tulips and myriad soulful smiles. Mazarine metacognition reigned the welkin. Maladies of despondency evanesced into the ether. Glistening sapphire globules of bright destiny levitated gracefully within hand's reach.

    Ameliorations inhale the darker blues and exhale the mosaic of sundry shades of blue.

    ©nehahemaraj



    #mirakee #pod #prose #blue #wod
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  • nehahemaraj 20w

    #mirakee #pod #secrets #wod
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    Thank you so very much for the kind repost ❤️�� @writersnetwork made my day ��

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    /SCARLET, SIZZLING SECRETS/

    Vague streaks of golden sunlight,
    Peeked through the rosy pale drapes,
    Gazing pillar to post,
    Devoured the darkness out of alcoves.

    Melange of dusky black and clinquant hue,
    Strike the picayune atoms in the body,
    Awaken the passion moulded out of love,
    Stirring the reddish, fierce zest in depths.

    Desire insurmountable, raged through the veins,
    Coursing through arms and feet,
    Resolutions whatever, slithered down the body,
    Gasped breaths mabbled and clouded the cerebellum.

    Whimsical joys overlapped,
    Steamy, mellow celebrations,
    Intoxicated the logical grey cells,
    Poetry that oozed out exhaled a sigh.

    Bottled up emotions of aeons,
    Gulped the fresh sillage of shady aroma,
    Broken shards cleaved in the crevices,
    Souls mingled and chimed secrets.

    ©nehahemaraj