DEATH WISH
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Moulded in deepest scars with darkest secrets!!!
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aditiiisingh 37w
//Lantern of hope
greasing the floor
burning no fuel
wind whistling through
window panes
drenched rails
Peaking
eyes red
elbow cringed
legs hinged
inflated chest
collapsed lungs
busted wings
bruised skin //
A holocaust satire,
an escape or
nightmare
satan knows better
when bored.
I have forgotten the feel of feeling things
from the beginning of umbilical cords tweaking and winding me,
with course of time have lost gradually;
everything triggers so fast to congest without pulled.
No wishes are fulfilled even if it's death wish , you might die eventually but now more anxiously.
Not any expectations, fear of falling in black hole or it's potential to pull me,
but to never feel the warmth of sugar syringed happiness
where serene of melody plays swiftly in unheard magnitudes of psychic.
I feel numb when happy
just become so dumb
when people around me
They say"I hear you "
"We understand you"
but misunderstanding of others
has provoked me to feel this negativity,
with so high intensity.
Hash isn't what I need
to encounter suffocation mixed in euphoria .
But how I express without being framed as someone who rants
or cry easily ,
someone who doesn't know to share.
The real me is dead but still alive
that's one flaw
people will never accept me for
So, I laugh whole heartedly.
~©aditiiisingh
PS- Life is too short to not feel, so feel until you alive and know to let go ☮️
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@writersnetwork @miraquill @mirakeeworld @mirakeereader @mirakeereposter
#death #life #poetry #poem #writing -
aditiiisingh 63w
I smitten, dews
as much I love
valleys and blues;
until, it comes
with warning
to harm shine
that, pulling
just fine;
ringing bell as
lunar tide
behind, sea shore
holding the
moon light.
I thought,
storms and drizzle
came, to ruin huts
never knew
it breaks,
world in
halves, too.
©aditiiisingh -
Before you or after you
I play the game
to innate new
in worlds of few
until I feel deja vu.
©aditiiisingh -
aditiiisingh 67w
When we wake
scared , defeated
ruthless like never
felon of angel
parted on metres
crying aloud
came from above
heard voices all around.
Don't throwback;
just persevere
there's no blood
only coals that never
will ever turn in diamonds.
It's root darkness;
full of wickedness
fixed so deep
I see, figures in sleep
in the most worst form
fisted till
palms stain red with nails
bad sight of night
making things pale
sparing us blind
threat of what kind ?
when thee feel weak.
Remember a dust hover
to lie over and over
it's no compassion
that will ever fall upon
no boundaries to bound
holly ground
thing's a par,
what a blunder we are.
Showed cicatrix
with grace and forever prix.
But at all times there's twist in story with others to mix.
Just to ruin proximity
with sympathy that never
will ever play with rhythm
to make hell always here
had no mercy to cherish;
only a heart would diminish.
Neither symmetry
nor a perfect tone
not even eight
standing straight
heart all black
no single slack
mind never
will ever be pure
that evil fears
wonders a why ?
Why is not the question but
what if, I'm not beautiful ?
will you ever stay to listen my recital.
I'm not beautiful ! so what ?
I'll still be here.
What if I'm beautiful ?
might your eyes scolder
a little more like before.
What if you are not beautiful ? huh
will you mend my charades ?
What if I'm not beautiful
does it choke your throat?
cuz it doesn't ,never
will ever matter !
Either I come with a bang
or just Nada.
©aditiiisingh
@writersnetwork @mirakee @writersbay @mirakeereposter @mirakeereader
#pod #poem #beautiful #selfloveWhat if, I'm not beautiful ?
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©aditiiisingh -
aditiiisingh 69w
ये फासले भी बेहतर है
जब यादों का हिसाब है
खोने के डर से खोने तक
आज हम बंध कर आज़ाद है ।
खत लिखे उम्र बीत गई
मालूम है हर फ़र्ज़
पर जवाब
जो अल्फाजों में उमड़ रहे
जो भूल से गए
रीत जो कल के रह गए
जो अधूरा है
उससे पूरा
होना अभी बाकी
जो समझ ना सके
उनका सहना बाकी
दर्द नहीं पर दरारें देखना
अभी बाकी है।
गलत और सही का अंतर बदलने में
वक्त टूटा पड़ा
क्या हम नहीं ?
यह जानना खुदके लिए अभी बाकी है ।
आसान है कहना
तकदीर में कुछ नहीं
जब तूफ़ान रुक सा गया
हवाओं में गुम से
कुछ अनकही रिवायतें
जो रह से गए
दूर का सोचते हुए
आज खो से गए हैं।
मौसम ने यूंही करवट ना ली
अभी तो सावन में
सर्द आना बाकी
सितारों को चमकने में देर नहीं
पर टूटने में साल हज़ार है।
युही वक्त टूटा पड़ा
क्या हम नहीं?
यह जानना खुदके लिए अभी बाकी है ।
©aditiiisingh
@mirakee @writersnetwork @mirakeerepost #pod #waqt @mirakeeworld @mirakeereposterये फासले भी बेहतर है
जब यादों का हिसाब है
खोने के डर से खोने तक
आज हम बंध कर आज़ाद है ।
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©aditiiisingh -
aditiiisingh 71w
Thank you @writersnetwork for liking the post
We fail more often when
we fall in search of good .
The more you hold on, you shatters
the more you let go, you strengthen.
Everyone cries in a corner
till the sun show its shine
irrespective of the thought
who's there besides
it's just a time
I want to share
that only me is mine .
The stones I'm throwing
won't repel my future
though they show me
the haziness of past
I overcomed.
As it strikes away as dandelion
withers it feathers
in no direction
blown away
with never
coming back to
it's actual focus.
I no more obligate
my choices, my earns
my outcomes, my stress
my ego, my rigidness
cause it's more of me
not others to think .
You hold so much pain
laying being nothing,
dark soul in chess world
that's so human we already know.
©aditiiisingh
@writersnetwork @mirakee @mirakeereposter #selflove #meEveryone cries in a corner
till the sun show its shine
irrespective of the thought
who's there besides
it's just a time
I want to share
that only me is mine.
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©aditiiisingh -
aditiiisingh 74w
Just chilling and having fun
everything's lit in run.
Never abide the rule
Creating the best of all.
Handle with care every fragile hearts
as felidae has no charge ,
deafening with glances but silent as ant in hole spam.
Heard you have change of plan
what is in it to damage your own clan?
Sometimes I go nuts ,
with wounds and cuts
or I tell you I show my balls to see how I fuck up with myself .
All are like my brother,
Cheetah or panther
or is it just jaguar
tigress or tiger what if non counts for ?
like my color either red or white and black just for minds sake of fur.
Hope you mind me
cause seem fierce
instead innocent as human in night,
sometimes it's daylight .
keeping my claws entight when I prey with all right.
I'm here to dominate my jungle
sunderban or corbett it doesn't matter
building terror in forecaster
ruling with patience
alluring that damn hide
ain't no other vibe
roaring like lion
with no time to shut up
I tell you how I fuck up.
@aditiiisingh
@mirakeereposter @mirakee @writersnetwork @mirakeeworld #vibe #ruleAin't no other vibe
I'm here to dominate my jungle
sunderban or corbett
it doesn't matter
building terror in forecaster
ruling with patience
alluring that damn hide
ain't no other vibe
roaring like lion
with no time to shut up
I tell you how I fuck up.
©aditiiisingh
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To the vows and bows
I took in roads,
were peculiar about their existence as noon.
Happily engraved as a piece of shrads ,
building my nuisance brain to be glued in my enchanted troops .
Through the world stating their historic pies
I'm with my deteriorated thoughts stucked in my dom .
©aditiiisingh -
aditiiisingh 96w
Some how we create history
Some how we part our ways
Some how we make our own world
Some how we ruin everything
but one day we still adhere the CHANGE!!!
©aditiiisingh -
aditiiisingh 101w
Being near something
still leaving our hopes
how can we be perfect
when we doesn't desire
what's upon .
Staying in dark is a choice
thinking of outcomes
without facing is fear
but being certain of things is
confidence much confided thats over.
Rising up doesn't depend on what others tell how you should achieve it
if self realisation is the key
fuck those who hinder your growth
it's a way you find through the past heart wrenching decision which failed you in numerous occasions
easy or tough nuisance sustained
still you hung up
cause life is all about ups and down
store that patience within
but until when ??
Until that inner voice
come and says
this is the moment
you were waiting for
you can't let it go
you asked for it
can't retaliate
so let it be
go for it .
Expectations are burden but
having a chance is a privilege
and trying is what on your shoulders
not as a burden to attain
so why to loose hope
when that 1% of possibility always count
otherwise that pain gliding
in your nerve will end up everything once for all .
Never give up on your feelings
Never give up atleast on yourself !!
- Aditi
@writersnetwork @mirakee @mirakeereposterGive up to NO
Being near something
still leaving our hopes
how can we be perfect
when we doesn't desire
what's upon.
©aditiiisingh
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sunseeker 36w
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Dews sing sunset,
Sun imprisoned in net.
Colors sketch shade,
Sparkle slayed by blade,
Clock shall fetch curtains.
If I wilt into ashes,
Sprinkle me in glorious flash.
Weave me shines,
Seek me in crimson wine,
I'll be toasting there.
If I droop into raw air,
Shower me a hearty prayer.
Pour me yellow wonders,
Touch me in thick thunder,
I'll be singing there.
↬Sunseeker
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#wod #pod #life #wordsporn #wordsplash #writersnetwork #miraquill #writersofmirakee #mirakee #ceesreposts #poetry #poet #poemsoul #poetically #thoughts #writetolive #mirakeeworld #readwriteunite @writersnetwork @miraquill @writerstolli @sunsets_and_cherries @writersbayDews
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sunset... -
uday_blr 36w
The One Who Never Gave Up
There they were,
the thieves of time,
waiting to ambush her
as she paved her way through life.
Unaware of her strength,
they leaped forth,
hurling with full force,
hurdle after hurdle in her path.
It wasn't long before they realised,
she may look like the girl next door,
but burning inside her was a flame -
the source of all her powers.
The ashes of past fed this flame,
now shining brighter than the sun.
She retaliated through smiles, tears & hope.
Her will, sharper than any sword.
Like a Phoenix she rose
as the shards of pain melted in her path.
The thieves of time, defeated.
While the world around was none the wiser, she won.
©uday_blr -
shailjaaaa 59w
#wod #prose #miraquill #writersnetwork #mirakee
Thank you @miraquill for EC❤️I borrowed a handful of blue sky from my last lover and he gave me a sky filled with black raining clouds.
A vibrantly shining rainbow and all he gave me were the scary thunderstorms.
A gleaming sun with rejuvenating rays and he gave me a sun with harsh and scorching heat.
Some dreams of us getting together for eternity and all he gave me were the haunting nightmares of separation and torment.
I borrowed everything I thought I deserved he gave me everything my fate deserved.
©shailjaaaa -
Linguistic love
Far away from you, not
even in touch with you
But my love doesn't believe
In varities, today I surrender
myself in your boundaries
my linguistic love, your dream
bush, my hopeful day your moon
nights, contradict each and everytime
can you do me a favour, if we lost touch
found me near host bunch, tie a knot hold
firmly, and haul me down slowly slowly
©__shubham -
fromwitchpen 61w
Ars Poetica .
I'm a poet
as a wayfarer
looking for
thousands of
sunsets to
knead my
Ars Poetica
For this I
visited a fair
where street
vendors wore
business suits
and were
selling poetic
expressions
and similes
in cents,
Ahh,
if they would
have known
what they are
selling in
mere cents
is for what
I'm ready to
give my life
To there ,
I sold my
grey rhymed
hair ,
my quill of
beige vowels
and verbs,
my waxed
mustache
which is the
verse of five
metrical feet
an iambic
pentameter,
I sold what
they were
selling and
I bought
many muses
in the suburbs
of poetic
city .
/I chortled as I hopped on the stairs of scintillating metaphors my right hand caught the crescent of moon and left hand grabbed the starry night/
#list
@shaiz_fs ❤️I sold the poet inside me
To keep poetry blooming
©fromwitchpen -
90sbutterfly 62w
You don't marry someone you can live with — you marry someone you cannot live without.
©90sbutterfly -
ak_anjali_daydreamzz 62w
@mirakeeworld @writersnetwork #mirakee #writersnetwork #ak_alliterations
#katuata #wod #pod #alliteration #youarec
Happy Birthday @himanshi_sharma ♡♡♡♡♡
All written rights reserved
29 May 2021 7. 5 pm
Katuata - 5 7 7
Soul Solace ~
You are Rain to my
Parched heart, Petrichor to my
Poignant soul lost, you Purge me
You are Dawn to my
Darkest despair, Dusk to my
Depressed mind, you Delight me
You are Fire to my
Forlorn dreams, fragrance to my
Fantasies, you Fulfill me
You are Wind to my
Wilting hope, Water to my
Withered blooms, you Waken me
You are Songs to my
Shriveled rhythm, The Soul to my
Shattered words, you Salvage me
You are Summer Sun
Resplendent shine, gleam on me
Golden heart, you Enthrall me
You are Spring Siren
Enchanting me with your spells
Redolent, you Surprise me
You are Autumn Ale
Reviving my spirits with
Hearty zest, you Awake me
You are Winter Warmth
Embracing my frozen heart
Healing my soul, you Saved me
You are Sole Solace
Salvation to my sour soul
Solivagant, You Sate me
// You are my Sole Solace
My Soul Solace //
©ak_anjali_daydreamzz
Thank you so much for EC ♡♡.
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Bare leaved trees dip their
branches in Spring and break out
in flowered laughter
My heart takes dips in
flower splattered skies and comes
up only to write
Winter has perished,
the ink in my pen has thawed,
words flow like rivers in Spring
©artemiswrites -
fromwitchpen 62w
Takht (in Eastern countries) a sofa or long bench, or a bed.
#katuata
@writersnetwork Much grateful and honored ❤️
Thank you so much everyone much love ♥️May 29' 2021
Dear Diary,
Cumulus clouds seems fluffy patties in azure sky evaporating doubts
//I saw a ballerina humming winnow of winds on the takht of effulgent stars when a shard of clouds cowped on her palms, her poignant aura silver lined with evaporating doubts while she played with those woolen patties every night//
Wreathed her scars with words she smelted them into a blushing poem
//She swayed on the eclipsed moon as she crocheted the infinite dimensions of skies to camouflage her scars in jocund metaphors//
Steadily she is cocooning a blushing poem in the garth of Moon
/Apart from folklores and fairy tales, She still is stitching her broken shards while sitting in Moon's garth/
©fromwitchpen -
haruisuzu 67w
Each stanza here is a Tanka with 5-7-5-7-7 syllable count.
#wod#decisionmaking#tanka#writersnetworkMaybe I'm naive
In world basking in prestige
I choose warmth of home
Lying in chrysalism
With all welcoming threshold
Maybe I'm naive
In world craving nepenthes
I choose a daisy
To wilt grief oblivious
Veil of valor over heart
Maybe I'm naive
In world full of scripted dreams
I choose the verses
Penning the halcyon days
Utopian dreams in rhymes
Maybe I'm naive
In world reeling pulchritude
I choose sonder heart
With a void of kenopsia
Perfidy stricken yet kind
Maybe I'm naive
For world isnt fallacious
Neither am I right
You let world decide for you
When your conscience can do it
©haruisuzu
