अंधेरा लेकर जिंदगी को आना ही था
खुशियों से मेरा हक्क तो उसे चुराना ही था
लड़ झगड़ कर मुझे मेरे हिस्से की खुशियाँ हासिल करनी थी
उस अंधेरे को तो एक दिन रोशनी से हार मानकर घर लौट जाना ही था!!
©writermalika
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writermalika 97w
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*HAPPY* Daughter's Day!
They say, it is daughter's day today.
It means, on this day you are ideally supposed to treat your daughters special, usually people do this by giving gifts.
But, do they actually need gifts?
May be they want their voice to be heard,
May be they want to achieve their ambitions,
May be they want your support,
May be they want to do what their heart says,
May be they want you to NOT drag them in norms of society,
May be they DO NOT want you to tell them "Girls don't do this",
May be they DO NOT want to adjust or compromise,
May be they DO NOT want to get married,
May be they DO NOT want to stay in their present marriage,
May be all they want is your rock solid determination towards them to let them live their lives the way they want!
May be your daughters are not trend followers,
May be they are trend setters!
Give your daughters the gift of your support in their decisions!
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writermalika 98w
This lonely seat on a lonely ground reminds me of how you left me, alone when I needed you the most. Yet, just like that seat, I never allowed myself to bend or shatter. I kept going with the same power in my heart, not agreeing from love but allowing love to knock my door but only this time in a witty way!
Standing rock-solid in dreadful times!
©@writermalika
@sapna2019 @odysseus @theboywiththespecs @thewordplayer
#writersbay #writermalika #challenge #writerscommunity #writers #writersnetworkLonely ground, Lonely seat, Lonely me.
Happy you?
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writermalika 98w
Some places bring out the best of you, they have power to change your outlook, and that's only because you have given those places power to change you. These places broaden your horizons as itself, they ring the bell of humanity in you, those dark nights they have power to bring out light in you.
There are evenings when I miss the aroma of sea, the sound of waves, the breeze of wind. They enlighten my inner soul, give solace to my over thinking mind, handles the chaos of my heart and makes everything around me surreal. I miss this place where I can find myself, the place where I can't see any end, that empowers me, reminds me that there need not be any end to your ambitions, your dreams. Don't entrap yourself in the number of age, time of time lines, dates in calenders!!
We all have magic inside us, which only need a tragic to show itself. The difficult situations, the disappointments we are facing are those tragic situations which whenever, where ever, somehow, someday bring out the power we have and that's when we would achieve our goals.
Till then; let the sea, the wind, the sound of waves will sane our insanity!!
©@writermalika
#Athena #greekc @writersbay @sapna2019 @thewordplayer @odysseus
#writermalika #sarcasticbong #writerscommunity #writers #writersnetwork #mirakeeworld #mirakeeAthena
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writermalika 99w
There's a huge gap between what we want to be and what we become in front of the world. A dull, crooked smile hiding an overdrive of emotions, an empty page, a mind with a confetti of thoughts and a handful of stories deserted by an author. To get what you wish for, start doing what you haven't done to achieve it yet. Risks are mandatory for success!
@sapna2019 @odysseus @thewordplayer @writersbay @ladysag77
#writermalika #challenge #writerscommunity #writers#writersnetworkRisks are mandatory
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writermalika 99w
|| Your Scent ||
Your scent is my drug,
I never thought it would hijack my mind in those micro-seconds!
Now, I am addicted to it!!
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writermalika 99w
While moving on those dark tracks when everything seems un-reachable, non-distinguishable there is always a voice inside you which knows there is a light which will show the right path and that day, you would achieve your dreams
©writermalika -
writermalika 100w
A handful of joys
A mindful of dreams
A soul of determination
A smile of empathy
An experience of failure
She emerged ebullient and achieved her aims!
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writermalika 100w
I find my soul neither black, nor white but a perfect shade of grey.
The one which inclined neither towards bad, nor good just the truth.
A shade of grey with gray matter to sense, listen and talk for what needs a disposal and what should shine bright.
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writermalika 100w
Your dream wants you
Everytime you look away
It'll never go away (x2)
From you!
Everytime you look in the sky
Everytime you shine so bright
Whatever you think, it is right
For those decisions you need not cry
Everything above up in the universe
Is speaking all about your work
Admiring you for all your quirk
They always do a converse
Your aims want you to struggle
They refuse you to leave
All you have to do is believe
They want to fight those creating hurdle
That universe is all about stardust
You have to capture all the light
You have to shine so bright
All you have to do is trust (x2)
It'll never go away
From you!
#universec @writersbay @sapna2019 @thewordplayer #odysseusSong of your dream
©writermalika
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sarcasticbong 41w
#writersblock #end #writersblock
Bong says, this piece doesn’t works love is facade and you are a gloomy poet..WHAT IF
The pain didn't wash away
Standing still in the rain
Trying to cry out all the pain
That hold you so near
Memories crystal clear
The bus rides, the seaside
The view bright and you by my side
I can't forget.
// What if, I could rhyme
You with me,
How beautiful it could be. \
I can't, can't be a poet you see.
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sarcasticbong 41w
TO-DO
21st June / Saturday
• Remind to rewind her playlist.
• Carry faded love notes.
• Scribble pain; don't cry.
• Wash blood-stained bottle of Aberlour.
• Call The Bong, scribble what he says
• Fill the cookie jar; she could visit.
• Burn the Polaroid; say no one.
• Search yourself in a different sky.
• Parallel flight; new kite; knotted soul.
• Ask the night, not to leave.
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sarcasticbong 40w
#hyperboles #wod
Hyperbole is the use of over-exaggeration to create emphasis or humor. It's not intended to be taken literally.MONKEYSHINE
Sun melting crying aloud
Watches me breaking apart
Writing name on the moon
Drunk on thy hyperbole aura
I taste lies dipped in bourbon.
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sarcasticbong 97w
I deny the existence of something that keeps a child hungry today and promise heaven tomorrow.
@writersnetworkNONEXISTENT
Fraud the omnipresent bot
Watching like it's all preplanned
Your children's are dying
Tykes sniffing live nine
Did you hang up?
Crackheads making imaginary
Universe of their own
Did you allowed them?
You sure this aren't a mistake?
Hate the rays, why so rage?
Are you Stone cold-dead?
You play blind, people with no mind
Do you think us an abomination?
Questions are unheard for eternal
A book without a tittle
A father without a heart
A tree without a root
A blame game of shame
Lame name became ashame.
Trace not found
Non-existent conformed.
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odysseus 99w
Dedicated to my muse
The Poetess - 1
I can't think of a suitable title for her
My imagination she knows how to stir
An invisible magic wand she wields
And strikingly beautiful results it yields
An interpreter of life she is without a doubt
And I turn to her when I confront a drought
Not always willing to follow the age-old norm
She gives emotional expression a beautiful form
The gigantic wings of her powerful imagination she flaps
In her velvety cloak of words amazing sentiments she wraps
Each of her work is a lovely "speaking picture"
Of emotion and imagination, it's a gorgeous mixture
Steeped in various tones, her words are pure delight
Who can dispute, she's a poetess with great insight?
But Merely a brilliant versifier she is certainly not
She's much more than that, and deserves a greater slot
From her enchanting verses I get instinctive pleasure
To my work, her contribution has been beyond measure
Image credit : Rightful owner
#mirakee #writersnetwork #poem
@mirakee @writersnetwork #life #inspiration #poetry #thoughts©odysseus
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BLUE BLOOD
I haven't seen sun in long
Papers from wall are wearing off
A noxious air trapped in attic
Strip down the skin
Read riddles of sick
Multiple parallel fracture kill
Slit the cervical vertebrae
Blood splash upon me
Rushing down the neck
Marked a cross in between the ribs
Moved the knife to left
Upper arm two precise slit
Blood drops racing towards the palm
It's so satisfying watch to the reflection
In the mirror, painted with red and blue.
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sarcasticbong 100w
(Extended lines)
Stoned by the imaginary people
I was punished to hell
Wait a sec,
They don't have any evidence of hell
Just some bad marketing and no sell
Omnipresent's dumbness
Numbness clueless compass.
Image credit ©sarcasticbong
#ebullientc @writersbay
@writersnetworkEXISTENTIAL CRISIS
I forgot how I look
Trapped in a forever memory
Mouth is sealed with a duck tape
Unknown of the other existence
I forgot how I look
Being chased by the mirror universe
On a debate of an Existential crisis
Opening the third eye
It felt like a air of ebullient cry
I forgot how I look
'' Shine rhyme, Holy crime
Book shook, slowly time''
Can't you see end of mine
You just write in a never ending loop Of hallucination with a hint of imagination
And all i could think was
I forgot how I look.
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sarcasticbong 100w
(Extended lines)
He is the master of mind palaces
Manipulating matter-energy
Eyes red deep in blue
Sang a song of a clue
Writing hidden verses
Twisted thoughts
Narcissistic pause
What should I do
I'm so many people inside
Image credit ©sarcasticbong
@writersnetwork @writersbay
#soulc
#insidecSO MANY
INSIDEWhat should I do
I'm so many inside
Black, green, yellow, brown
Breaking, cracking flowing wine
A regular guy, in rhyme
Warm like an August Perseids
1d 2d 3d too many dimension
What should I do
I'm so many inside
Painting, smiling dead five
A word game of metaphor
Scars roar four corps
Remorse Morse underscore
Enforce Endorse concourse
Tangled like a set of chores
Bong says he knows it all
What should I do
I'm so many inside
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a_heavenly_medicine 101w
There lay in the dynamics of ocean the vantage of the finest journey beavering away to arouse a life from deep sleep underneath the mysterious world .
The sun stretched out its hand to bring me along to the dispersed skies and it's warm rays slowly lightening me to fly...
Ooh..there above the world beneath the dark sky I lost its warmth . Here the calmness was comforting me so much that I turned back heavy laying sloppy on the navy cushions .
Overviewing along the stable haste I toppled cause of fantasy stroke of fierce collision ...
Down through the thunderbolts I enter the trodden land again but to my grievance cosy mankind ASTRAY the path destinied to dormant greens and hereby I was betrayed arriving the junction of indefinite trips ahead.
Finally over and over experiencing rising with beams and falling with winds so stiff I parted with this unending cycle imbibied in olive and splitted into Hydrogen and oxygen enriching the Livelyness of air ....
©a_heavenly_medicine
#astray #wod @mirakee @writersnetwork @mirakeeworldJourney
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Power of love
Capture
the heart in
your own way
he will
surely change
for you.
©sapna2019
