Mirakee
we work in freedom but are shackled by ignorance
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vixthor
15w
Skycraper
Never had to build a skycraper to see the truth between you and me
All 248 meters of never meant to be
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Writer's block
The gears are stuck
Mind's numb
The blasts of creativity that once stuck dissipates like the reminants of a bomb
Unseen
Pieces of paper around me in rumpled forms indicating disapproval
Sadly, seems I'll be in this state for a while
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vixthor
42w
Part two
She adjusts her glasses and I swear I have never been more hypnotized
Her voice a siren's call to this lonely sailor
Her brain intriguing like a 5 by 5 Rubik cube
Turning turning until u realise u haven't even scratched the surface
Biology didn't explain this to me
That the nervous system could actually make u feel nervous
That single touch could send shivers down my spine
A single look like a magnet, wipes my train of thought
The hands of the clock stop as if waiting to see what happens next
Which heart string you'll pull
And what note I'll play.
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vixthor
48w
Every Journey Has An End
Took me six years to find something good.
All to lose it to soon
To what end.
All the stories we told.
Promises made,
Those days replayed.
Memories relayed.
Will we truely last forever?
Did our story truely exist?
Now i see Why you were like this to me
Maybe to protect me
Maybe to soften the blow
In the end,
Nothing lasts forever.
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You're drawing me in.
Through more than just the scent of your skin.
A black hole.
A world of darkness pulling me in
Calling to me
I try to escape
But im not strong enough.
When i look towards the abyss,
I see not the darkness
But the laughs shared, hands held.
I mount every strength i have left. Barely escape from you
Today I'm victorious but I say to myself for how long
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In times past
I believed that we would always be the same
That you'll always be by my side. Hands intertwined. Your gentle heartbeat against mine.
Well
Now we're done
She says she can't do this anymore
She's leaving me
And i can't help but wonder what made our hearts wander
With each step getting weaker,
The more we tried -
vixthor
56w
Im a Mess
So
Heard from ur friends that ur tired
Those shots fired.
They hurt
Not cause its true
But cause it didnt come from you
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vixthor
58w
Revelation
In a race of none
Guess i still couldnt've won
The keys to your heart belong to no one
Well, i'll do my best to remember the days of joy
Those i'll try not to destroy
There is no wound that cuts deeper than the truth
Words weaved for our own salvation
Turns out love only hurts when you love the wrong one
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vixthor
62w
Her bruises
They say she's cold but i know she's got a heart of gold. And with time im sure they'll see it unfold
They say she's weird but I never really cared.
She stole my heart with a smile, little sweet words and a voice soft and warm like a violins chords.
They say she's childish but that excites me. Her ability to see the world differently incites me. The little games she plays can sometime last for days but all the same we have fun
They judge her physically but all i see is a well built sculpture with smoothened out curves and edges. A master piece in the hands of a master worksman.
She says she's temperamental. I see someone who's too open with her emotions
These parts of her, her bruises are the building blocks that create the world's greatest muse.
HER
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I hope when you say black lives matter George Floyd and his assassin are not the only people in your mind.
I hope when you post pictures and posts under this hashtag you think of every human being around you cause lives matter. Lives and hearts. Of women who are rejected because they aren't white and slim and pretty. Of kids bullied in school because they are different. Of the people who you encounter on daily basis and you treat them different just because of their colour.
Cause George was one man among millions about which the society got to know.
I hope you don't look at anyone with disgust. That look. The one that says 'you are different and no one will accept you.'
I hope this is not just another trend.
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hmg101p
48w
I twist myself in lukewarm rhymes. Remembering, how, and when and why. Plastic hearts once trembled in eager shadows. Intoxicating, in a prism less shallow. Where pulls the puppets in my pretty lies. All wrapped up in silver finish; a magical clarity in its prime. And just who are you, in splendid unveil? Cracking wise at the impurities of my dirty shell? I'm tethered safely into sacred vows. With all your knowledge of those love dusted scowls...
-HMG -
myrrhc
48w
Read Morei always thought that time had this gravity, constantly pulling the edges of my yesterdays to the tip of my tongue.
you told me that the past was a weapon but you never said that it was clasped between your fingers, and i was held captive for reminding you of the things that once left you wounded.
i once told you about your broken verses and how they were bullets shot amidst oblivion to keep our spacesuits from reaching the stars, but you were too busy searching for tomorrow that you forgot which library to look for in case you wanted to remember what it felt like to breathe.
you were the void, and i, an astronaut who kept on searching for answers in your words. they told me that you were like anchors that deprived me of air the moment i set off to space but why did your loss give me so much weight instead?
©myrrhc.
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Deceit
Deceit
Sweet deceit
Watch the darkness from within
Consume me on repeat
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pen_tagon
58w
I Fell
I fell in love with her,
With every imperfection,
With every smile, every laugh
I fell in love
And it didn't take up to a second
I was willing to fix her
I was willing to try
She had scars and bruises she tried to cover up
But I loved her for all of it
I loved the way she laughed I loved the way she walked the way she talked heck I loved the way she cried...
But,
I hated to see her cry
I still love her
And the day I stop
Is the day I die
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petty_poet
65w
On shattered glasses,
She sits alone,
The searing pain,
Her one consolation,
Burning tears,
Her despicable outlet,
Bad poetry,
Her final undoing.
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zenith_
65w
Read MoreTo keep yourself in the one's shoes who love you, that ways it sounds good... but what if it is just one-sided? The truth remains, you can't really force love.
I am sorry for this, sorry for interrupting your reading the wonderful pieces of art.
Wish you happiness. :)"I love him", are the last words I whisper to myself. I know we were almost there, almost about to fall in love, almost a step away, almost close. But you need to realise that things could be one-sided too, and could be dependent on the words too; mine was the latter one. Almost, a word I was fond of, made me question the existence of it. When you see yourself half-way, ask yourself that will it end on an almost? Because there's nothing hurtful than listening them say, " I was almost there, I wished for it to happen. But I missed it, almost maybe".
No, I don't want your sympathy. I just want you to understand that there are words that are silent, yet so profoundly loud.
I miss us, almost us, I mean. I carry this half-written poem with myself to every place I visit, I know I just try to complete it, may be in bits and pieces, but I wish to make it whole...
Parts I am, all turned into ashes of half-grown truths, turning false blindly. I don't wish to make you see me and cry, I just wish you happiness but then why is it, it hurts to know I am not a part of your happiness?
I must say, our token of affection still rests in the arms of yours, only if you look a little closely. Our fingers entwined, wind playing its rhythm, we could have been more than just us... could have.
To sit alone under the starry night sky, I wish for your wishes to come true, no I don't wish to pretend ours was almost a true love story, I wished it to be one, except for almost be one.
I have disliked possibilities, but with you, I wish to see every one of them. I wish to be a little more than a part, I wish to feel a little more than yours almost, I wish I could make my wishes your happiness...
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Girls...
They are the human that always PRETENDING in their life.
They PRETEND they are happy but actually they are hurts and PRETEND they are strong but actually they're in pain.
They PRETEND they hates but actually they in love. They PRETEND they don't care but actually always busy looking for that someone. -
deeja_
68w
I always find an answer to their questions
But this time am left speechless
I hve been left paranoia
Nd insomnia
I hve left them to auteur their inconsiderable reasoning nd conclusion
I hve spent my whole time
Explaining to them
But they can never be rehabilitated
Or rescued from this mentality stuck in their heads
Cant they not see the light
And stop all the meaningless fights
Are dey still stuck in darkness
Do we always hve to be victims
In order to stop being racist ?
I can only wish dey lived longer
But their request aren't being guaranteed
They where who dey where!
Irrespective of their addictions
Or your unreasonable rejections,
Who are we to judge their scars
Like we could survive with their bars
And still leave a mark
Irrespective of all d attacks
Better Switch on ur lights
Ur eyes re diminishing in d darkness
Unless u find d switch urself
No one else can help you
Embrace their perfections
And pray for their imperfections
And maybe one day hopefully
U will be remembered
Or treated jxt like u deserve
#BlackSoulsMatter
#LookBeyondTheDrugs
Deeja_
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kaftee
69w
Survival Kinetics
Their words spill like Saturated Acids,
But our hearts are like Buffers,
They nullify each attack.
They came to withdraw from us,
But our minds acted like Noble Gases,
We suffered no fall...suffered no loss.
They thought they were winning when they took us out of our vessels,
But we were like Hydrogen Sulphide,
The Stench of our Power choked their efforts to tear us down...
©kaftee
