Miraquill
Unloving you was hard, pure and passionate as it was while loving you.
Loving was easy in comparison to unloving the same thing I use to love beyond my own existence.
©13_prerna
#Existence
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meline18_hk
2w
There are like a billion things
in this world that are unknown,
unidentified and unnoticed
but they do exist
and their existence means something.
©meline18_hk5 0 1
Herbert Wraczlavski
The Void
The void begets the dying life
Blinded by sudden burst of light
Luring moths from the depths of night
Forgone be darkness for the hope in sight
Betrayed and forgotten be the past
believe the light which will last
weaving webs of thousand lies
about the void in their eyes
about the tears they cry
about truth they deny:
All born are bound to die
every moth and every light
Children of the endless night
The void begets the dying life.
©wraczlavski7 0
creation
worlds exist between what is said and what is heard, between what is seen and our interpretation...
❤
©alastair_margerman7 0 1
anthonymustoo
5w
Read More#love #time #icarus #mythology #wings #roman #ancient #love #life #death #afterlife #truth #reality #flying #bird #sky #nature #human #birth #rebirth #famine #earth #myth #greek #war #concept #art #limitation #rhyme #rhyming #poem #poems #poet #misc #writer #writing #sun #song #lyrical #beauty #god #gods #story #past #diary #journal #philosophy #mind #human #fall #emotion #sadness #existence #dream #dreams #storm #hunger #journey #power #disease #plague #pandemic #sad #anger #light #artist #color #fate #regret #broken #touch #writersnetwork #miraquill #mirakee #promt @writersnetwork @miraquill
Fallen From Grace
Right in the crosshairs
Of a poet's eye
The visual ensnares a fall
From grace
The sillheoutte of Icarus burned into the
Summer's shifting solar winds and the blinding sky
Eclipsed by the explosive imagery
Depicting the shadow of Icarus
a fall
From the grace of the ground
Into the unforgiving skies
The silence that follows revelations in heat
Famines and outbreaks of disease
Ingestions, infections, and fleas
Manifest themselves in violence and aromas chasing like a river of blood from a wound as it bleeds into itself and itself into sleep
Defiant of the obtainable
Only reaching from the penetrance of the ground
Digging through trenches of ancient texts
Ripping sheets like a pearl or a glass
Until now breaks into a split
And time expands itself like a taste from a nightmare that can move
Like a colossal war machine on the horizon
Each step breaks the earth
Every metaphysical slip is present in any and every dimension of the indefensible experience
We cannot separate ourselves from it
We can not decorate the ground in blood
And step away hoping life could somehow grow from it
The dreams as well as what you fear
Cannot be trusted
Like a rage that could expel you from the skies
After the first piece of humanity is recovered
After this page has been dusted
Only then, can we understand why
Everything we know, feel, and understand
Must somehow be as important now as it is
And as it will be when it all inevitably
And explicitly dies
Somewhere in the meridian the truth lies
The melody of a song's wings
Carrying a new lullaby from a desert's spring
And from it, glimmering a new life
©anthonymustoo12 0 3
bp1709
7w
How to live life?
How to live life? Some say live in the present and some say see the future,
Can both be done together?
Those who say that live in the present then why don't you think of happiness more than the karma?
And those who say think about the future then what your present looks like?
Life is full of mystery and we die figuring out how to live our whole lives rather than living it.
©bp1709Photo By Ricardo Esquivel on Unsplash7 0
silentechoes 8w
Read MoreIf demons don't exist then Hell doesn't either. The real question a skeptic should be asking is whether or not the demons are among us.
#demons #theexistanceofdemons #existence #skeptic #skepticism #paranormal #supernaturalSkepticism About Demons
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_flow_of_words_
11w
My existence..
What if you wake up one day, and then realise that I don't exist in your life anymore? Will your life change in some way or will your life be the same without me?
These days i have been thinking about how much I really matter to people. Because maybe I am giving them the importance they really never deserved; or maybe I deserve something more than I am receiving from the people. Or maybe it's just me who is thinking of the things which never really mattered to me. But then why am I thinking of how people will react if I just get vanished one day? Maybe I need some validation, or maybe I am searching for one. Maybe I wanna know how much someone really cares about me because I tried to be there for some, but who will be there for me?
I just wonder ...what if you wake up and realise that i don't exist in your life anymore? Will things change in some way for you?
_ Utkarsha Kalambe
Dt. 13 March 2022 @2:08 hrs IST
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pallavi4
12w
Read MoreThe act of existing inspires me.
5th of March, 2022
#wod #inspire #relationships #existence #love_gone_sour #love_poems @writersnetwork #miraquill #writersnetwork #poetry #pod #writerscommunity @miraquillExistence
The experience of being extinct in an
inexact relationship presents one
with extraordinary number of ways of
extracting numerous artistic
expressions of having existed once,
non existentially .
©pallavi423 13 4
- aj_potter100 @pallavi4 in another post you had used words starting with W only.
- pallavi4 @aj_potter100 haan true, it was on the editor’s choice list 😊
- aj_potter100 @pallavi4 what's the criteria to be on the Editor's choice list btw??
- pallavi4 @aj_potter100 no idea whatsoever. I think it’s purely based on if or not miraquill manages to read and like your post. Plus I think they pay more attention to people attempting their daily challenges. I haven’t figured this one out in any case.
- aj_potter100 @pallavi4 plus, they don't consider ones written in Hindi.
that_freak
13w
Read MoreSaw a tree yesterday, almost dead, not dead~
#existence #identity #self #tree"Is it the few countable leaves left on these branches that are giving meaning to my being?"
©maniPhoto By Gemma Evans on Unsplash7 0
EXISTENCE
Never talk to a person to whom you have to make realise every single time that you exists
©_angel_ishu_10 0
If only marks measures education,
Just breathing can mark existence.
© beensNPhoto By Vivek Sharma on Unsplash10 0 1
Questions
Why are we standing still?
Do we have to make changes? differences? or even equality?
Do we just have to live our lives fully with consciousness and sincerity?
Why do some of our existence mean something and the rest just don't?
Do we realize that some of us are known and others are just invisible?
Why does it feel like sometimes we just let this life slide?
Doesn't it feel like our lives just keep spinning around and sometimes meaningless?
Why do we often have something to hide?
Why do we choose to be ourselves instead of others?
Why don't we have the chance to go back to the past and fix something from there?
Do we need to stay conscious of our present?
Do we plan the best for the future or just hope the worst never happens?
Why do we think and feel about someone that might never know we are alive?
Why do we ask questions just to know that there is no answer?
Again, why are we standing still?
©louisamayPhoto By Cecilia Medina on Unsplash7 0
Regret of existing
According to me one of the most saddest thing to happen is regretting our own existence.
©joyful_bliss9 0 1
My existence without you is nothing but just an illusion of life
©ayesha16 0 1
Wisdom
Once you learn how to use the brain to experience the existence of the mind.
Wisdom is just an intuition.4 0
ajayamitabh7
20w
Read More#Poetry, #Nature, #Conflict, #Existence, #Cosmos, #Discipline, #Freedom, #Bondage
This existence is regulated by strict orderly pattern and discipline. A Man,on the contrary, by his very own nature desires freedom from everything ,be it any kind of control, discipline, rules, order or regulation etc. He treats the same as different types of bondages. In such a scenario , Conflict between a man and the existence is bound to happen.Man and Existence
Birds jump to the branches of trees at sunrise,
But in the morning man wrestles with whys.
Why do there seem to be too many cuckoos?
Why chirping so noisy what are the clues?
In morning the sleep descends from its core,
and chittering of pigeons hurts a man more.
There is a lot of tension and a lot of stress.
Working late at night is a suffering a mess.
Yes fatigue on mind, whenever Man feels,
At times, smoking or drinking appeals.
At roaming late night the cosmos retort.
A Reckless freedom is not its support.
Be it testy coca-cola or a pizza or a cake,
Nature always opposes without a mistake.
The sweet, the chicken, the fish, juicy curd,
The cosmos advises that these are absurd.
While Orderly pattern is nature's workforce,
But freedom is nature of a man of course.
As many are options and choices so gobs.
A Man and this nature are always at odds.
Ajay Amitabh Suman:All Right Reserved4 0
rimlee_3010
20w
Unique
Innumerable stars are proximal to the moon,
But are they even a mile closer?
Grab the telescope. Zoom in.
Now you realise. They just seem to be with that brown - tinged grey oblate spheroid.
Isn't the separation much more than it appears?
Stars are many, so they might have another in their vicinage.
But Luna is one, an identical to it can never exist.
©rimlee_30107 2
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juhiyverma_ 20w
Read MoreDisappear...
I asked the sky to swallow me inside
But he refused to do so
So I asked the river to help me flow along
She said I weighed too much
And i better walk away lest I'd drown
Then l I asked the wind to carry me with her
She paused fr a while
And gave me a gruesome look
"How can I carry you if you already carry so much guilt on your chest?"
Disheartened and grieved ,
I requested the earth to bury me inside her
She too denied , for I would hv to turn to dust to be one with her
and that
she can't take me alive.
Then I pleaded the fire to burn me to ashes
For I have none to grant me salvation
Those flames of purity tried to grab me
But they couldnt.
Disappointed and exhausted
I asked them all together
To help me liberate through my misery
They wondered why would I ask so
For I was young
And brave
But Then asked me to wait,
Conspiring against my wishes
Soon after
The sky gave me a pair of wings to fly
To wander alone up and high ,to find my destiny
The water showered me with her power
The beauty Of lightness and consistency
To be persistent and ever flowing in this journey of mine
The wind asked me to flow along
but With no strings attached
Worthy of my every deed,
And Soar High Always
as light as a feather
The earth then nurtured me
with her buds of faith
and fruits of patience and temperance
The fire advised me
Not to chase her but the darkness in me
To tame my own demons
and play with my own fire,
Fiercely and delicately
For it's the only thing
that will keep me alive
and set me free.
©juhiyverma_
#life#love#survival#existence#catharsis #free#freedom#liberation#misery#disappear#doubt#belief#hope#alive#justalive#nature#fire#earth#water#sky#air#notyetdeadDisappear...
I asked the sky to swallow me inside
But he refused to do so
So I asked the river to help me flow along
She said I weighed too much
And i better walk away lest I'd drown
Then l I asked the wind to carry me with her
She paused fr a while
And gave me a gruesome look
"How can I carry you if you already carry so much guilt on your chest?"
Disheartened and grieved ,
I requested the earth to bury me inside her
She too denied , for I would hv to turn to dust to be one with her
and that
she can't take me alive.
Then I pleaded the fire to burn me to ashes
For I have none to grant me salvation
Those flames of purity tried to grab me
But they couldnt.
Disappointed and exhausted
I asked them all together
To help me liberate through my misery
They wondered why would I ask so
For I was young
And brave
But Then asked me to wait,
Conspiring against my wishes
Soon after
The sky gave me a pair of wings to fly
To wander alone up and high ,to find my destiny
The water showered me with her power
The beauty Of lightness and consistency
To be persistent and ever flowing in this journey of mine
The wind asked me to flow along
but With no strings attached
Worthy of my every deed,
And Soar High Always
as light as a feather
The earth then nurtured me
with her buds of faith
and fruits of patience and temperance
The fire advised me
Not to chase her but the darkness in me
To tame my own demons
and play with my own fire,
Fiercely and delicately
For it's the only thing
that will keep me alive
and set me free.
©juhiyverma_
