Hello beautiful people,
Whatsup
I wanna inform y'all that i am leaving this place, though it's always hard to bid goodbye,
But i guess I am not getting enough time to continue my schedule in a proper manner, my exams are near moreover I have some other issues so i want to tell you guys that i will miss you so much ❤thankyou so mich for your constant love and support! I promise I'll be back on 7th ofJune.
Till then take care,
Lots of love from core of my heart.
©azkiyah
azkiyah
🕯🤎 instagram:azkiyahsyed
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azkiyah 5w
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azkiyah 5w
Thank you so much for EC!(9)@miraquill ❤
Thank you so much for ❤@writersnetwork
#differentDearth deadly desire~Love
He said that vagueness
Comes over everything when
I arrive, and spring brings contour
To his garden of love
Those words scored upon my bones,
Screams of grief, melancholia and groan
I still loathe and love him unconditionally
He still resonates
his own dumb summary of grief,
A thousand years before
my ink could die,
He stabbed my ribcage
Still it bleeds to ink my pages,
He never knew that the faded Autumn
Was actually the same blooming spring,
That was seeking for his love that dearth deadly desire!
©azkiyah -
To My favorite berry❤
Yk This is a beautiful place not because of the daily challenges that we get From miraquill but because of people like you!
Happiest birthday berry jaan i freaking love you so so muchhh!!!! Miraquill feels boring without you! You mean so much to me
You're one of the reasons that makes me stay here! You're such a precious and sweet soul!! I am glad that I meat you ! Happy happy birthday to you and a big congratulations to you for completing your another trip around the sunOn your special day i wish you all the happiness darling! You are soooo beautiful to meeeeeeeeee, can't you seeeee,
Happy birthday to youuuuuuuu, i am sorry for the wishing you late I wasn't aware that it is your birthdayanyway sending you lots of virtual hugs and kisses ,
Azkiyah loves you berry jaan.❤
Stay happy always. -
azkiyah 6w
Scarlet spring of my heart
i am your suitor since my birth,
those nebulous (sea)sons on your lips ,
I am closing my eyes
And you quench my thirst
We dance in the scarlet ruddy shade
And the Eddy atmosphere embracing us on the alter and now it's you,me,sunshine and sweet wine.
Cover my tangled soul sometimes,
My Apple bough feels empty without you,
Under the thunder we still rise,
My brown burnt shades are still crimson,
On my way to paradise i Remember the summer skies,
To thank them for paving your way to me,
Now it feels like I am on dead dry sand
Standing alone but with memories,
I feel the air that you breath in me,
That glorifies my soul, and fills my veins,
The rainbows of our love are still the same,
But this time with more glistening beam,
I have my petals shed on sand,
On The unset alter the candles are lit,
The songs wind sings are just for us
Let's live the peace before paradise.
©azkiyah -
azkiyah 6w
#weather (I really ain't sure)
#wod
I don't know if it makes sense♀️
Lame
"And I'll be there, whenever you want me, I need somebody who can love me at my worst
No, I'm not perfect, but I hope you see my worth"
This was on mind
Edit : this was so unexpected i love you ❄️ tysm for repost @/writersnetwork (6)On your gloomy days,
I will be your sun,
On your lonely nights
I will be your moon
And if I were weather
I would be all of you
To change your moods
I would often camouflage
And swathe in your hue,
Someday I would be rain
In grief to accompany you,
Or maybe I would be the wind
To caress your curls
I would be the rainbow to
Emblazon our love,
The gloom of your eyes
Would surely grip mine,
And my cold blood lumps,
Would spread in your azure
Maybe you would stare and
Again fall for peculiar pink sky,
I would calm my storms
For I would have you
To kiss you in summer delight
I would accord myself with your Fragrance
So that spring comes through
And if you woke up early in the morning
I shall be the calm breeze
Quietly listening to your silence
And you shall shelter me
In your broken yet most beautiful place!
I wish not to be human.
©azkiyah -
After frown
I felt
Her eyes embroidered with dew drops,
Her chest filled with shining scars,
Collarbones articulated
inextricable pain
bedizened hope
After frown
I felt
Her old mirked hopes turn zoetic
Her ruptured veins influx with love
Collarbones festooned
Betwixt butterflies
Painful beauty
©azkiyah -
azkiyah 7w
Lovely or Deadly
Anyway it was beautiful
illecebrous hopes took
Birth from her ribcage,
Those flowers that bloom
Lacerating thorns were lethal
But the fragrance of love
Made her cwtch all the nails
Her mournful bosom
Never believed that
Those hopes made her decay
Tangling of her veins
That were drying day by day
bedizened in grief
Now her eyes resonate repent
The belief in love
That tore her apart
Her Poetries suture the
Sarcophagus place in her heart
Festooned with melancholy
©azkiyah -
(Map)(le) (M)us(e)
The Bruises on my skin
Are beautiful piece of art,
They glow in Vermillion shine
For they are something more than gems,
The Scribblings of my love for him
The ruddy glow of sunsets,
Clouds dipped in coral of our love,
The unknown roads lead to beautiful destiny,
Dazzling lemes betwixt those torned map(s),
crumpled maple dead yet alive in sweetness
The tawny dhaila sings lullabies
For both of us overnight,
Those sketched scars cicatrize,
My lamented heart once again beats,
We live under the same sky it's Us.
©azkiyah -
azkiyah 9w
Ab ap nahi padegey to ham kya sonchege ❤
Collab with nightmare bhai gives alag he vibesजो मोहोब्बत में मेरे साथ हुआ
आदमी एक दफा तो सोचेगा
रात इस दर से गुजारी हमने
कोई देखेगा तो क्या सोचेगा
आंखें आज भी नम है
दिल ab इश्क की इजाजत नहीं देता
फिर भी मुस्कुरा देता हू
ये सोचके के की कोई देखेगा
तो क्या सोचेगा
मैं कहानी किस्सों में उलझा रहता
नज़्म लिखता और मिटाता रहता हूं
सबब न पूछे कोई मेरा हाल ए दिल का
छुपा के रखता हु अर्जुयो को
कोई रुकसत हो गया तो क्या सोचेगा
मौजूदा हालात नहीं की तुमसे
कुछ देर बात की जाए
कयामत के डर से मैने
रात बेसबर ही गुजार दी
सोचता हु की कोई हमनवा
मिल गया तो भरोसा कैसे होगा
वो देखेगा तो क्या सोचेगा
हमारे अश्क जो नम हुए
ज़माने ने एक दफा तो सोचना होगा
दिन कैसे कटे हमारे
कुछ तो सहारा होगा
जब सहारा कुछ न होगा तो
ज़माना क्या सोचेगा
हां वो आंखें आज भी नम है
पर अपनी लाचारी पर हस्ती हूं
जरा सा मुस्कुरा देती हु
कोई हल ए दिल जानेगा तो क्या सोचेगा
मैं कहानियां रंगीन और किस्से में
रंगरलियां मानती हु
मेरे चांद से पूछे कोई
मैं रातें कैसे बिताती हु
पर कभी सोचती हूं
के कोई जानेगा तो क्या सोचेगा
आज तो में कुछ के नहीं सकती
पर तुम अयोगे तो पूरी जिन्दगी लेके आना
रातें कट जायेगी खामोशी में
तुम मेरे साथ होगे तो हमे फरक नही
पड़ेगा का कि कोई क्या सोचेगा ।
©_the_nightmare ©azkiyah -
azkiyah 9w
I wonder if those who love me will forget me the same way
Every heartbeat of mine
Mumbled love for him
Every blink of my eyes
Showered love for him
Every time i pondered
It was all about him.
Now betwixt my ruptured veins
Wild flowers are blooming,
Maybe I am still beauty for others
But deep inside somewhere
Those ruptured veins
are influxed by pain.
I recall the days
When Moon was wretched
For it seemed too dull to me
When we nestled together,
When I was you
And you were me
Now that you're gone,
Though nothing can replace
your place in my heart,
But still I feel that my moon
Shines different now,
Maybe truly TIME HEALS ALL THE WOUNDS.
©azkiyah
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miraquill 5w
Pain
Try this interesting challenge!
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heartsease 5w
I can never pipette out silence into a beaker
of words, it'll be colourless and invisible,
it'll show no change untill I use my voice as a
catalyst to tell how silence for me is like
mercury in sea that saturates at the bottom of
my stomach. It'll help me to impregnate my
effervescent emotions back into my blood,
until I find my chest burdening by not letting
off meteors that in my sky are struck.
I can never tell the taste of silence but I've
been wondering lately about the ingredients
that lead my tongue towards mute button.
Maybe a freshly brewed heartbreak, a cup
of leftover nicotine kisses, a thick slice of love
letters wrapped in dust, few spiced poems
that'll taste so rough to add tears and a spoonful
of memories like salt that never fail to bring
goosebumps.
I can never know the language of silence and
how it craves for noise to end itself until I walk
in darkness and get disrobed by the hands of
unwanted fears. I can never know how silence
can lead to injustice in wars until I choose to
stay silent and conceal the truth behind those
remorseful tears. I can never know how silence
picks a paintbrush and paint solace on my skin
until I peep inside my soul to find a starry night,
a green meadow, a winter zephyr, that silence
gives me peace, that everything within me is alive
and moving from the time silence has settled in.
~Purva
#never #hs_pod
My 16th Pod and the feeling of getting it still feels so fresh and special. To be honest I never became a writer in a single day and no one can, we all are learners and I learnt a lot from EVERY single person I met here. I read books, novels, I read myriads of poems here, I organized myself and I found my own way of writing. I write through metaphors and no matter how many accounts I make the one who knows me gets it right maybe because that's what my identity is. My poems are me, I'm a poem in itself and I can't change just because of some people. And yes I love being appreciated, without everyone's support I wouldn't have been here at the first place. So THANK YOU.
@miraquill This app gave me more than I ever deserved, your prompts are the ones that dig out my creativity. Thank you for making my life special and for feature too ♡
@writersnetwork Thank you so much for always supporting me ♡
This Journey has been so beautiful ❤️I can never know if
I'm a forever or a goodbye,
but I'm that thunderstorm on earth
that'll surely reach its sky.
©heartsease -
writersnetwork 5w
There is a line that sets to wonder
Even makes one think or ponder
Read this amazing post 'The Line' by @theswordandtherose and give your feedback.
Complete this quote and share it in comments below.
Well done @merakiroy @rayhannahere @shru_pensThere is a line that
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milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 5w
#different #JEN_EC #JEN_WNLIKE
I often walk barefoot in the lanes of
fall wearing anklet of woes,crushing
elation under the forlorn feet of
compassion.Under the shelter of bare
branches my autumnal heart sheds
poetries on the pages of silence.
I am a seasonal poet of saudade.
Winter often freezes my tears welcoming
spring to heal my soul . I sit beneath the
cherry tree letting the shower of solicitude
soaked sakura stick to my skin.The forelsket
fills my nostril with fragrance of fuchsia but my
heart remains untouched by love .
I am poet of oceans who nurtures and
massacres the waves of emotion.
~jennie
Thank you so much for the ❤️ @writersnetwork
And thank you so much @miraquill for the EC❤️.
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fjghazi 6w
and darling, that's how i found carmel of goldfinch metaphors
#wod #found #nature_and_poetrysymphony of squirrels when pink dusk orchestrated
a solivagant poetry headed for the healing verses
©fjghazi -
Dear stranger
I crept under the blanket of my sighs,
I closed my eyes and wandered in the galaxy of
blue skies,
The autumn leaves on the roads paint the distance
between the known and unknown,
While my heart paints the oxygenation of my own.
A tree stands, beside me, dead cork but visibly flawless its build.
I crept deep under the blanket of my sighs
realising how we are unlike, as I stand dead inside.
I open my eyes, and see spring bloom in my side,
Buds erupting with full boom,
Again I crept under the blanket of my sighs,
Just how the witherings are waiting for the bloomings of these, right?
The compass of time revolves on the benches of the wood
Oh how it also passes the time when as tree the bench stood.
This time more like me, it's dead inside.
Autumn leaves on the road paint the distances between the known and unknown.
And I without colors only paint a shadow with the sun at noon.
Still I've got me as moon, with some sighs that I own.
©shadowofthoughts_ -
I can never grow an earth in my tiny pots ,
Neither the cultivation of kindness is known to me ,
But for a stance , I can write love in the typical plots ,
In this abode , let's go to construct an angle - balanced with pure glee. -
maiatamarain 5w
@pink_berry Happiee birthdayyy winnniiieeeeeee ❣ vamp loves youuuu .... you are really my lucky charm ... today was just awesome!!! Thank youuuu pooohhhhhhh
(Secret mein ek ladka hu)Today I fall short of feelings
Because the love she pours upon all of us
Is like a never ending cascade
It's just too much my soul
Will it be ever able to hold it all?
I have seen sunsets writing her letters
Inviting her for a ball dance with the moon
Her Sweetness sprinkled upon warm hearted Poetries are my secret escape from reality
One day I remember
Someone randomly asked me
"Who is that girl?"
I replied " She's the owner of pink skies
The maker of my Kabir and kaira
Holder of the title 'Ms Raval' "
Wait why am I trying to put her awesomeness
Into words?
When the letters themselves refuse to fit in
They all tell me the same thing that she is
Like those city lights illuminating
Hearts with hopes of new love
Simplicity follows her lead
She's my lucky charm My pooh Winnie
©maiatamarain -
todayis 5w
Today
It's Apr 20 Wed 2022
©todayis -
Bye Miraquill
I don't know if this bye will last forever or not,
But these busy days has mended me
in the best ever workaholic version,
I hope someday I would try to gather some
words which would touch your soul and
make you smile, but for now my dear,
All my busy schedule is emphasizing me
to discontinue my write-ups here, but I
swear, I will try to come back whenever I
find the time and efforts paving pathway
to here. You'll are very much important to
me, please everyone take care.
~Yours Sudipa(crystalwords) ❤
