Miraquill
Siren
Like a siren singing at the shore
This delusion will devour...
The constricted happy place,
Will soon be suffocating...
You need authorisation from others,
Honey, this attitude will soon fade away...
With the gaze of a tiger,
Break through the fire...
Take that leap, glow and grow!
Take your time...
But let the results roar!
©imperfect_stylo
#Siren
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imperfect_stylo
18w
10 0
SIREN
Siren in the distance,
finally the sign of relief,
now I could bring her back,
from the hands of death;
but why do people say
that I've gone all mad
And it has been 6 years
Since she's left.
©silver_serenPhoto By Gagaz Adam on Unsplash15 1
Month of May2021
Has been very
critical for India
All I could hear was
the sirens of ambulance
Be it day or midnight
Every site I'd open,
To each person I'd speak
I'd hear about the
Mourning, loss,
piling of the bodies,
Pyres, blame, flame & untouchability.
©hamallaxmiPhoto By Courtney Read on Unsplash8 0
Melody of the Siren
Against the wall
Face upwards
A sigh of sadness escapes
As the melody of the siren
Greets yet again
The story starts about a war
War on both sides
And an ache so familiar
That wants to give up
Stuck in a desert
One with a rainbow arch
And ever so welcoming
The other not so hospitable
And ever so abandoned
The war with the abandoned
Is not winning and
As the days pass
The war with the rainbow arch
Doesn't seem any better
No matter which desert or war
I am on the losing side
My will slowly liberating itself
From living and onto death
What welcoming hands
And all the ease that just seems so bliss
"Forget the war that the mind wages
On the two deserts — one of rainbows
And other so dry"
Said a voice
It commands me into its welcoming arms
And yet a small voice
At the very back
So feeble and soft
Almost unheard
Asks me to wait and try again
And so passes another day
Into a week
Into a month
Soon months have crossed
And the voice still calls
Like a siren
I want to jump into it's welcoming arms
And sleep
For a very long time
But I don't
I start again
And again
Before asking myself
How long till I give
Into the melody of the sweet siren
My only fear being
That one day
It would be far too gone
The war long forgotten
And me in the arms of the sweet siren
Sleeping finally in peace
I had given up...
Into the melody of the siren
©eusmaph8 0
Siren
Beautiful siren upon the coast call out to me my sweet
Your innocent voice could rival an angel it could really make them weep
Such beautiful hair that sways when you walk
You can see it from the distance
Beckoning to passing boats to try and get even closer
Your voice so sweet you could rob the devil you truly have no rival
I can see why not just anyone can make it to your side
How careless as you sway your hips you live and breathe to tease
Your eyes firecrackers setting off sparks with your every giggle
If only I had a map to where I could mark you on this voyage
Just once passing isn't enough to satisfy my curiosity
The next time I pass by it's been months since we last met
And as if recognizing me you called out I thought you had left
Here you were upon the shore laughing and waving your hand
As you started to sing a song like butter that I couldn't fight against
Tempt away with thy serene voice that drives all man insane
I need to hear just one more time before I end up too the same
©czarcasm7 0
Sanity stripping
siren's singing
seduces screaming
shackled sailor.
Shackles save
safely sailing
seafaring ships
©igautamji17 4 6
journeyhale
64w
Siren
This heart is a desert that once was a sea.
As tears fall, the size of worlds,
It becomes a sea once again.
Everything good comes from the ocean,
And so, as a siren, I will rise to sing thee to thy doom.
©journeyhale5 0
thebhavnasaxena
65w
Read MoreIn the ruins of a temple,
She rises from a sea of fog,
Her eyes half closed,
Her charcoal tresses
Billow about her face,
Hissing something to the
Wind around, in her hands,
She holds crimson roses,
There's blood dripping from
Their soft petals, and in
Blood she walks, her footprints
A delicate crater on the ground,
She is a creature born of mystery
And desires that choked to death
In your throat, on the other side of
The moon was her home, and she
Had descended from the skies like
Destiny descends upon a life,
Stars are born and universes collide
Within her, she is a wish coming true,
Or maybe the answer to a whispered
Prayer, hers is a dangerous beauty
You can't look away, try as you might,
Oceans in her eyes, they beckon to you,
Make you forget your name, till all you
Want to do is drown, drown, drown,
Till all your secrets are clasped in her
Heart, she will make you her slave,
And leave you begging for more,
For hers is a dangerous beauty
She is a woman who knows how to
Get what she wants, the world her stage,
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They called her by many names,
Witch, siren, goddess and saint,
Yet never understood, nature's secret
Was her own, she is a woman,
Who lives not by the rules of men,
But for the call of her own wild heart,
The knowledge of who she is, she
Unapologetically wears in her skin
And leaves them wondering the name
Of the unearthly elixir that is her magic.
©thebhavnasaxena12 1
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devilfish
71w
One Gasp
Two separate waves
Collide when they
Are unified
Combines in 2 equal lines
At the center of a divide
No need to think twice
Tonight feeling it will suffice
You heard me right
Believe me this is urgent
I have you in my sight
I'll awaken you to fight
Sleep with my insight
Like smoke stay woke
I compelled you
I spelled you like sentence
I expelled you
Here I sentence you to sentiments and
Feed the earth and free the herd
Of ignorance
Here's the crown from my garden
Turned to stone
I harden
I'm hungry
I am starving
I am catharsis
I'm burning I am incense
That will condense
My prophecies won't invent words where
They are not needed
Figure me out
Read me like you read the thesis
A religion that oozes into my speechless
Purpose that It is so evident you could time it
Put me on private
Put my phone on silent my lack of lacking
Is so inviting
Smiling with a face brightened
So enticement is exactly what you thought
I can read your silence in between your coy
Defiance
Hush
"Silence*
Feel my eros in scorpio
The serpent's eyes that peer into violence
And make it out to the other side of
Poseidon's Trident
An environment out of control
Thwarted justice with corruption
He knew what he's inciting
But forget all the choices
I'm exactly who you invited
When you fuse a muse with an experiential perfume
An allure
This is not a copy
I aim
I'm viscous when I'm forced to
Skip off into verse after verse when
I ripped my shirt off and carved into
It words so the night of summer could obscure I can't stop their is no cure
But I feel myself and transform my pain with burnt disdain I seethe hate
I find it dirty and perverse
The moral thing to do is now obscured
Have i just transformed or metamorphosis
from light to dark
You can set me apart
Met me at the memory of a melody
Fleeting like a bumblebee
It's honey is not sweet enough
To stop me with trust
You can't drop me while you drop dust
You're the light at the point of It's
Exalting time to move us with a rush
A whisper of a touch
I move my body like I tattooed it with the congruence in my movement when I do it
I am moving fusing fuming parasitic service that threatens you and murders you with lust and diamond dust
Intoxicated by your drums
Heartbeats that thump like the urging of wanting one convergence
Not insurgency
At the peak of my streets echo in my sirens
Leak insight out of my third iris
Enticement
Confinement
©devilfish17 0
A Siren's Psalm
I have met Death,
trembled before his face.
It is the Fate of one
making love to a fool,
with a mind too clever
to know Grace.
Still I scorched the church
when I vowed to never,
raised up Hell, all
to mend his pain.
I awoke, my
life force drained,
my lover escaped
in the night.
Yet body remained,
strange and
flushed with color.
Soon night returned,
again I yearned
for the skin of another.
I preyed on the hearts
of prideful men, with
spines so weak,
beguiling to bend.
Tainted his blood
'til he reeked
of burning candles,
flesh as ghostly as
his bitter end.
With a chest as hollow
as the dark wood, perhaps
deadly devotion
can be understood.
We exist now
as mere apparition,
lips embrace in ocean waters
whom kiss the sands of time
at shore, and births
once more, a Dream.
A hope and a hunger
buried within, as
restless as the sea.
©hauntedblossom9 0
Sirens Beauty
Her scent is like the ocean breeze,
Sweetly crisp and clean,
Diamond like eyes,
Gleaming glittery green,
She was like fresh nature,
Oozing out her beauty,
No one could tame her
She lives under seas,
A magical place,
You would crave to see.7 0 1
sarahrachelea
89w
She's a siren in human form
Her angelic voice will seduce him during the storm
©sarahrachelea15 1
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Siren's Depths
Your very existence beckons me. Its a pull that my mind cant ignore. Like a lighthouse from shore you guide me back to land but I always end up washed up on a rocky coast. You're a lure I cant seem to ignore. Whether it be sweet words or a memory. I always end up hooked. Finding me in my weakest form yet you show no mercy nor do you care. You use your siren call to drown me. Til Im submerged in you. Where you have control over the domain. I sink with my eyes open all the while trying not to breathe you in. Yet I sink deeper inside your abyss. Struggling and praying I find some kind of relief. Although your life essence is my life line.
©lovesmessenger36 9 3
- thelunareclipse Fabulous verses..they shine love, amaized by the beauty oh the siren...
- kin_jo ❤️❤️
- thelunareclipse @lovesmessenger You are welcome
Fantastical Visions
Fantastical visions swirl about.
Fairies dancing in the trees,
A siren sings
And a Satyr plays his pipes.
I observe
From a hidden place
Fantastical visions
That swirl about.
©mystical_jade16 0 1
Sirenical
Among the hideous shapes
you are my favoured
For the wretched silence of your scoliotic spine
flavoured with our crimson wine:
Blood diamonds
screaming songs of sirens
writhing on a desiccated island's edge
Boiled alive—
can be distilled into the language of a pledge
I hereby promise to be yours
Foretell you will be mine9 2
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callingcrows
114w
The Siren Sang, A Short Story.
Once upon a time, there lived a beautiful Siren. Her appearances were several, like the seasons, and many of the races fought to have her. Wars were waged, and battles were had.
Some won her on the first day, some on the second, some much later. Amidst all of the tossing around as if she were some sort of trophy, no one had come to notice the full extent of her power. For when she sang, she could do so many wonderful things. She could win hearts and bend steel. She could begin blazing fires and part great seas. She could create, and just as well destroy. The siren chose not to use these powers against the mortal races as a show of her mercy and forgiveness, for a time.
But there soon came a day when she changed not only her decision, but also herself. After witnessing yet another crown fall before her, and another outstretched hand to take her to another new home, she found a spark of something new inside herself. She had grown bored with mercy and its results.
And so a new war began, but this time was different. Instead of races clamoring over one another for the chance to hold onto the Siren's beauty, the races united and attempted to fight the very thing that they had once wanted most. Iron of the Dwarves and silver of the Elves were thrown against her. Steel of men and stone of beasts were raised towards her. Even the ragtag tools of the humble small-ones dared to face her, in order to keep and defend their homes. But for as much as the races threw at her, she simply tossed back with ease. She sang and sang, for she loved to do so. She sang, and the earth opened up and swallowed hundreds. She sang, and weapons turned against their masters and the blades drove themselves into their hearts. She sang, and thousands simply went to sleep, never to wake again. She sang, for she loved to do so.
But then there came a different one, stumbling to her fortress on a cool winter's dawn. The Siren stared down at the beastwoman before her, awaiting a cry of attack and indignance. Yet the beastwoman only looked the siren up and down, and said,
"You are a thing of beauty, and I am a thing of ugliness. That is all most ever see in us, isn't it? Siren, I know you, and I understand."
And for a moment, the Siren let down her guard. She had finally been given a shred of respect and equal ground. She smiled at the beastwoman, and asked her to come inside.
But when a wounded soldier of one of the other races came to, and saw the opportunity, they didn't hesitate. An arrow shot itself through the chest of the beautiful Siren. The beastwoman cried in shock, and the Siren said nothing, falling to the ground in cold silence. The beastwoman fell to her knees and wept for the Siren, and only when the soldier came up to the beastwoman and slew her only friend with a stab to her grieving back, did the Siren show her cards.
That soldier's voice was not given even a second to sound in horror as their entire existence was erased. The other races were given more time, but they too, were eventually erased. The Siren had watched the mortal races for era upon era, waiting to see a difference. And when she saw the ratios of that difference, she had made her judgement.
The Siren sang once again, for she loved to do so. The Siren sang, and the whole world went still.
THE END
©callingcrows7 1
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thebhavnasaxena
118w
Read More#siren #revenge #girl #sea #nature #night #horror #thriller #mystery #stories #heartbreak #lullaby #song #nature #creative #shewrites #followme #poet #writinglife #poetsofmirakee #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #freeverse #pod #wds #writersnetwork #writersofmirakee #quotes #poem #life #poetry #thoughts
Retribution
From fire came ashes,
From heaven came the devil,
And I stand here dripping
In bloody nectar, it came from me,
When my heart broke and
My wings failed me, what
Did I have to piece myself
Back together, if not for the
Silver of the moon and the
Gold of the sun, when all
Colors faded into nothingness,
From that void, came the color I
Used to paint my pupils black,
Look into my eyes, endless like
A fateful night, when hurricanes
Wreak havoc and the sea is a
Crimson tide, I will be there, calling
You, oh children with flesh of sin,
And will you then remember the
Warning signs, beautiful songs
That are death's lullaby, what will
You do, when a drowned girl comes
Back to life, and in her siren melody,
Lies her retribution and your demise?
©thebhavnasaxena9 1 1
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knjwrites
120w
Read MoreI decided to make a series of poems based on a character I make up in my head from the color they are wearing.
#thewomen #color #fire #passion #rage #alluring #confusing #contradiction #burning #fire #eyes #reddress #red #dress #blackhair #siren #vampire #mysterious #mesmerizing #magicalEyes on Fire
The woman in the red dress-
She had a fire in her dark brown eyes
And a golden tiara on her head
She only wore the blackest eyeliner
And blood on her lips
She smirked and smiled
With a soft movement in her hips
She had a way about her that could lure any man
She had a way about her
She took his hand
She was passion and rage
A bonfire in her soul set ablaze
She was fireworks and sparks
She was brightness and dark
Mysterious like the craters of the moon
Eyes shining like the metal of a spoon
She had long black hair
She was mesmerizing
Everyone stared
She was confusing
A contradiction of herself
But alluring
She couldn't play any other part so well
She was mythical
Either a siren or a vampire
Something magical
Her body burned beautifully
Her eyes on fire
©knjwrites10 0 1
heart_wrenching_stories
123w
Read MoreWe are twin flames, me and you. Close enough to tear each other apart , and far enough to never let love claim us in this war. You can never forget the red on my lips. I hear your elysian voice, humming along with every song of The Smiths.
Do you remember the bench on the east side of park, water rides on Adventure Island, our shadows illuminating the deserted bookstores in CP , the stolen moments in the alley behind the Mexican bar.
Your Sunflowers growing in my balcony, that broken ashtray in your office. Don't they still carry a little bit of you and me ? I know, you know every muffler I wear , still carries your smell & you still have my faded picture of kissing a snowflake on your nightstand.
So tell me how can we ever forget us darling? When I am still the Siren you want to drown for & you are still the muse I never cease to write for....
Image : Pinterest
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#mirakee #writersnetwork #love #Siren #muse #pod #love #poetry #thoughts #diary #life #heartbreak #findmeagain #twinflameTell me how can we ever forget us darling? When I am still the Siren you want to drown for & you are still the muse I never cease to write for....
©heart_wrenching_stories48 27 14
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thesunshineloves
Anneyeong gurly! How're you!!!! *tight hugs*
Why aren't you writing anything? - heart_wrenching_stories @thesunshineloves sorry for replying lateI was not using mirakee ... I am trying to write now hugsssssss
- thesunshineloves Ah gwenchana! Missed you sooo muchhh dea!!! Do write! I'm waiting! Fighting!
- heart_wrenching_stories @thesunshineloves yesssss i missed you as well. I am gonna write this time
restingdepressiveface
123w
Read More#napowrimo #napowrimo2020 #prompt #poetryprompt #aspara #siren #vixen #charmer #seductress #mirakee #poetry #inspiration #nature #thoughts #mirakee_assistant #mirakee_assisstant #writersnetwork #poetry #poetryofmirakee #love #inspiration #poetry #thoughts #love #inspiration #thoughts #poetry #diary
Mythical Creature; Apsara
Air plays with my hair down my chine
A bite in the air warns me
There's not a gaper or sun to shine
The secrecy in the midst doesn't surprise
My city is desolate; cinched inside
There is a melody up in the skies
A voice of a siren, sings as she hides
Apsara is that you?
Humming my demise
Did I lose my ears my eyes my sight?
My faith is not in you
But you seem to be true
Your melodies drum me to sleep
Are you there or was it just a dream?
©Nezrah
