Miraquill
One day, you will wake up
and forget your own name
you will look in the mirror
and wonder your self
nobody in those memories
has called your name
is it lost forever
or someone will bring it to you once again
sadness of your actions
and the look on your face
washed away
or still be found in your heart
maybe you will remember your name after some rest
vatsal_
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The dreams unchanged
Changed
When grew the regret
For a few moments
The thief that snatched
My memories
When you look at them
Are you happy or sad
The future holds for me
A new canvas
With new colours
Will you steal it too
Or will you leave it
For me -
vatsal_
40w
As I saw,
the hate in world.
I grew
another heart
to shower my love
and my sympathy
to the ones who deserve.
As I saw,
ignorance in work.
I grew
another eye
to find the wrong
and acknowledge the good.
As I saw,
the fear in eyes.
I grew
1000 hands
to hug the scared children
and help them.
As I saw,
the greed and sins.
I grew
blood and blood
to bleed and bleed
till my deeds wash away it. -
vatsal_
40w
On a random evening,
Winds of the past came
And opened a page from memories
With a painting painted on it
Where you and I,
Like two trains which pass each other
Shared moments of our life together
No name, no face
Just a hazy faded figure of traits
Laugh like a shelter in blizzard
Looks in eyes like you fire trapped in frozen
Not a person, just a symbol
Met our eyes, changed my world
Saw the nature, and the thrust
Felt like time stopped
And everything besides me burnt
Storm of time passed
In those moments of 5 minutes -
vatsal_
40w
My eyes torn the blizzard into a staircase
And sound of flower burning into the walls
As I climbed to the top
Saw trees and animals and sea and mountains, the heaven
And I jumped back to the land
Cause I am a human
A human with dreams
A harmful demon
Who will tun the blessed land
Into the crimson -
vatsal_
41w
Walking down the street
Stars are falling down
People are running
Fire being thrown around
Chaos in every breath
Death lullaby sang by sea
End of the world
Or the judgement day
Justified or evil deed
Priests are murmuring their prayers
While poor are screaming at their kings to give them shelter
While atheists and their faith crisis
Rain of light reaches the earth at the dawn
Evil or good, rich or poor,
Old or new, urban or rural
Vanishes into the sight
Silent echoes and nothingness perishes
When cries of a little soul arise
All left the end is a beginning
Beginning of a tragedy
Cause blessed the earth
Where we don’t reside
And wicked is the fate
Which burned the veil of fear -
vatsal_
41w
My soul aches and my heart cries
As the clouds eat the poor’s food
And sun steals his water
My soul aches and my heart cries
As the dreams of kids breaks
And shatters the efforts of the father
My soul aches and my heart cries
As the mother who screams at god to kill her in exchange for her son’s lives
And deaf are the people who lives beside
My soul aches and my heart cries
As the last breath is drawn
And bodies crumble
My soul aches and my heart cries
As rich are sleeping in their palaces
And their leftovers are being picked to survive
My soul aches and my heart cries
As the blood of poor are made offerings to gods
And the offerings are what kills which survives -
vatsal_
41w
Fall drops off the leaves
Into the mirror to the sea
Ride the dragon of cloud
To a lake of blood and crows
Snowball turns into the moon
And light flashes and bounces
Happily soothing tune
Purple flowers and yellow soil
Like a reflection of soul
Knives get blunt
And spears break
Time decays us
When the shadows are there
Coming, into dreams and lives
The painting fades
Into a sight
Loveliest love of my hate
all that stands
Between me and
The gate. -
vatsal_
43w
My bird from soil is washing away
As the rain tide rises
My little heart is giggles and chuckles
As the tree bears fruits
My hair and nails, growing and curling
As the moon passes the gates
My desires are torn and wishes burnt
As the time brings the tales -
vatsal_
43w
अंधेरो में रौशनी ढूंढते
कब जाने तुम बिखर गए
खो गए चाँद सितारे आँखों से
सिशो में भी कहा मिले
मंजीर या समां
मंजिल या मज़ा
आतिशबाजियो में ढूंढता सनाटा
अब मेरी खामोशियों में भी कहा मिले
उस आकांशा का अंश
गिरती बूंदो का मन
पथरो की आहटें
मासूम मुस्कानो की खिलखिलाहट में भी कहा मिले
जागे हुए कागज़ो की चीखे
सोये हुए दरवाज़ों की दस्तके
मरती उचाईयों की कसके
जीने की गूँज में कहा मिले
-
nicholasm
40w
My Shades:
My blues are dark blues, and my reds are maroons.
My mood depends on what I choose to dwell on, and the anger that I feel is reliant on that which I have not yet forgiven.
My purples are violets, and my greens are lime.
The beauty that I behold is commonly a vibrant shade that catches my eye, and while the envy I sometimes feel is also subject to what appeals to my sight, it is bitter to the taste.
My oranges are warm and my pinks are hot.
The sunlight that shines down on me is warm and inviting, and the love that radiates from my heart is bright and hot to the touch.
©nicholasm
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heartofbabel
41w
Read More[ Nights Like This ]
It’s on nights like this
Wish I had a thousand friends
That we would gather around the fire
And let the fun begin
Because my home is vacant, silent
And I cannot pretend
That this loneliness in life
Is every gonna end
For plagued is my soul
Displaying absence in the whole
Where friendships are as valued
As an eternity of gold
And life has a funny way
Of drawing distance, making cold
And I shudder just to think
That I could die alone
Yeah, on nights like this
I wish I could raise a chalice
To drink my fill of love
If I am being honest
Because life is too short
To live within your malice
I’d rather tip the scales
Then have an even balance
Focusing my actions
Solely into love
Where the heart has meaning
A reason beating blood
Gathered altogether
Embraced into a hug
No striving for acceptance
Through a system of a judge
It’s on nights like this
Where purpose speaks to mind
And I am left to look about
Seeing that we’re blind
Distracted from one another
Worked into a bind
While longing for our freedom
Yet never having time
And what of all these actions
Do they set the course of life
Transforming us to toil
Until all we know is strife
Repeat the generations
Repetitions of advice
Veiled from our design
So we may never reach our heights
It’s on nights like this
When things seem the darkest
Where all the problems of your life
Are seen at their largest
And all the little things
They seem to hit the hardest
And pierce right to the heart
And cut you at its sharpest
That you wish that you had somebody
That you were not alone
That life was really different
Then all that you’ve been shown
You try to hold your head up
You try to stay composed
But whether things will change or not
You really never know
On nights like this
©heartofbabel
#HeartOfBabel #Babel #GaratheDen
#Isolation #Solitude #Loneliness #Depression[ Nights Like This ]
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_solitaire_
43w
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Hope in the imperfectus
Pieces of an enigmatic puzzle
To create a new pattern
Hope in the internal flame
To extinguish crimson tears
Hope in a crumpled wing
Leading you to the Mount Fujii
Hope in the deja-vus
To believe in the selcouths
Hope in fragile boat
Sailing the strongest of seas
Hope in dead time-machine
Taking you back to
Never-so-old memories
Hope in the shivering footsteps
Leading to beautiful destinations
Hope in the cracked maple leaf
To paint the masterpiece
Hope in the shooting stars
To live a little bit more
Hope in the fiasco
Not to win but to learn
Hope in the waves
To express the oceans
Hope in the black ink
To quench the blue thirst
//A tiny tint of white in the sharp darkness
Gazing towards the dense black hole
Am I a nebula or a burried meteor?//
Thankyou for the like and EC ��
#jingle #odehomecMIRAQUILL
Its the shadow of spaces
Where mirage of emotions
Converges to delineate
Permanent hallucination
Of pure satisfaction
Curing the chaos in mind.
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Dark fort
The more i walk forts of this tunnel
I see dust ragging in small particles
Smelling only dark,floating ruckus
Amazed by witnessing somber characters
how it manipulated programmings
closed rescue doors of past
but truth is differ,mine way was too fatal
Perceiving shadow as shade of hut
In the afternoon under the sun
But here is hollow no path
Steps are baseless,debris chrysling
Not of pupas but pod of new construction
Shattered in an earthquake
Felt a tough stone,ain't letting life in
Are only cold gases trapped in vaccum
This balloon so heavy nor a place for renessaince
just a regression & a bitter foe repression
instead of vanishing up in the sky
To gleam as stars it kept on
Picking picnic spots in the abyss
Digging grave to bury down slowly
Ignorance to unlock ventilation
Made unable to move on life patent
Reciting regrets in regrets of loss
Became dirt of the urn,dry fungused skin
without life bearing gloss
Don't hate dark lea(r)n to face it
It alters into the power of light
This is your mission on the Earth
©rupestral_flower -
blahss 49w
Goodnight world until tomorrow comes
As I lay My eyes to rest
As they close this very night
With my eyes closed in darkness
I lay until the sun rises another day
with my silence
as rain pours
And birds chirp
As people chatter
As pitter-patter of little children in the hallway go on through the night
I sit and lie in my silence
Until the sun rises
Until the Moon says goodbye
Until the Stars disappear
Until the rain is no more
Until the children are asleep
I will lay asleep
With my silence
I shall dream
Where every day and every night goes my way
Until I wake
To The shining Sun
And the birds chirping
And to my brothers and sisters playing so effortlessly
For now all I say is until I wake
goodnight world -
Demon's Play
What if,
We break that very lock
of the trapped heavy jammed chest,
and train our inside
to believe in such vast
expansion of the horizon to trust.
Tasting the drops of freedom
As it pours from the sky
Head held high;
yet much grounded,
with the broad trunks
guarding as shields,
and the branches
showing off their organs
like weapons with ease.
Demarking zones for each demon;
seperate
Hence none can create a collision
or come in between pathways.
To operate in order
not in simultaneous fashion
So that we can buy in some time,
for our old negotiation.
Let's sit down,
saving strength
at an unhurried pace.
And for the very first time
hear them ,reason out.
All of the
vengeance
revenge
forbidden
hateful
sinful
dreadful.
Whatever they have for us,
piled up in debris of demolition,
enough to sneeze for
on their occasional demonic celebration.
Lets take them down
one by one,
As they higher their
guilty conscience,
For it took years to build up this
Barricaded fort of patience.
Tell them that you met by an accident
And you know, they are not here to stay
Tell them you fear not anymore
No matter how much they play.
Through years
Their hands have wrinkled,
Their eyes got blurred,
They can't even walk straight,
Hence their story too once woven
Can't run in loop as a bait.
Neither can they hide in you,
Nor will you forcefully confide in them.
The inside is much lit now
Darkness long gone
Alas! their reasoning of the reasons;
never won.
Connecting bridges are blocked;
Untying the parasitic knot.
And the chaotic chain stopped,
As we drowned our own fear clot.
©littlemisssunshine -
vichus
47w
Read MoreI borrowed a handful of bluesky from my last lover and an ocean full of ravishing melodies to embellish the little sphere we built through the waves of delusion.
Tears are her rain which
persist to play melodies
through hymn of her
maimed heart now rumbling
in the breathe
of my broken poetry.
The sonorous voice of
her rain mingled with every
broken verses of our final
poetry as the crimson dews
from the borrowed sky
Illustrated a lone rose.
Her eyes resonate golden rays
of the burning sun as it luminate
the lone astral roses to wither in
the azure sky....
A languishing lone rose fled from the borrowed sky to bloom finite poetries of hope.
Which may lead us again to
embellish the little celestial sphere,
we dreamed together....
#prose #pod #wod #ceesrepost #temp
Thank you so much for the kind read & repost @writersnetwork ��
PS : @childauthor_345 spoiled <3A languishing lone rose fled from the borrowed sky to bloom finite poetries of hope.
Which may lead us again to
embellish the little celestial sphere,
we dreamed together....
©vichus
