longer post is not my thing
~a temporary poet
I am high Till that rim of the skyWhere I see the spacePeeking it's darkness on me©saimaa_
Cut my wings Barely breathing Under this bruised skin Of mine©saimaa_
I wanna breathInto those sorrows of mineAnd let those tearsDrown into those sorrows everytime©saimaa_
Unhealed mind, needs someone to heal its site©saimaa_
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Unforgettable Sins madeMe crack apart©saimaa_
Your smile is a lie, Lie which is hiding somewhere behindYour eyes conflict everytimeCause they mirror those emotionsThat you hideThey speak so muchGreater than your smileOnly if you had noticed itOnce in a while©saimaa_
What's grey? The color that represents my life in all phase©saimaa_
Tonight it rainsLike a sad love songEmotions pouring, From the cloud of above©saimaa_
Nights of silenceSilence of sleepKept me awakeLike an owl in the streets©saimaa_
What a strange time this isWhere silence seeks it's freedom of speechAnd chaos hides into those cupboards of sleep©saimaa_
Think before you speak! ️
She is more than 25. But still unmarried.She is so ugly. She doesn't know how to present herself.He is so miser. He doesn't know to spend on his family.He is so talkative. He has no sense of talking.The lady you called unmarried, more than a dozen man has rejected her, she could not sleep peacefully, worrying about her parents and her new unaware journey. But she never show this to the world.The lady you called ugly, has already faced skin tone trauma, she has cried over her body and appearance but has still managed to accept herself.The man you called miser, already has loans. He has not bought a single clothing for him from last few years. But still manage to provide basic necessities to his family.The man you called talkative, both his sons don't respect him and always ignore him. He has nobody to talk. Infact he has been taking anti depressant pills.What else I can say, think before you speak. Every one is struggling. You might see or you might not! ©alfiaansari
Every heart sings a song,
incomplete, until another
heart whispers back.
Those who wish to sing
always find a song.
At the touch of a lover,
everyone becomes a poet.
--Today, write a poem or prose ending with the phrase "everyone becomes a poet"--
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Try this interesting challenge!
All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances.
A metaphor is a figure of speech that describes an object or action in a way that isn’t literally true, but helps explain an idea or make a comparison.
--Today, write a poem or quote using a metaphor and the word "battlefield" in it--
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HeartIs heavyCraving to express©akkshu
feargrips, when,we don't move.©tortoise
Angerbreaks myheart into pieces. Ifeel deadwithin my soul.©strxberry_
Hope you get it..#haynaku #wod@miraquill @writersnetwork
TruthTravels hardProven as truth Lie Lies (in) luxury After covering truths.©inkandfable670
When left forgotten
Hay(na)ku is a 3-line poem with one word in the first line, two words in the second, and three in the third. There are no syllable restrictions in this.
--Today, write a creative hay(na)ku--
Tag with #haynaku and share.
Share it with the community!
Write a 3 line poem about an object around you.#commentbelow
Hope is the thing with feathers —
That perches in the soul —
And sings the tune without the words —
And never stops at all —
--Today, write a quote using the word feather in it--
Tag with #feather and share.
Write a quote using the word feather.