Miraquill
Torimodosu ~
Broken-heart need to be unbroken. To heal,
it takes time. For the meantime, have to deal...
with the heart-break. Hungry, but skip a meal.
Then, eat a lot. Become fat. Exercise. Peal...
of hollow laughter. The pain is not fake. Real.
Secret of who's the heartbreakers? Seal.
Was the heart stolen? Why allow the steal?
No. It was given. Ones mood-colour is teal.
Self-love is important, for one's own weal.
Only then ones can be healed and have zeal!
© Nuruliffa Emirah
@ nocturnal_enigma
#Torimodosu
34 posts-
nocturnal_enigma
41w
Read More#Torimodosu #NuEmTorimodosu
#heal #wod @miraquill #healing
#NuEmHealing
* 12.9.2021; 5.33 P.M (Malaysia)
#BrokenHeart #HeartBreak
* Weal = Wellbeing
#importantdec (Process of slowly healing) & #healingdec (Write about what healing looks like to you? How did you heal yourself from the traumas this year? How to move on?)12 2 1
joybirdpoetry
41w
Read MoreVan Gogh and Venus
I take my soul walking
in the orange glow of dusk
drawing rejuvenation from
an ambient radiance
the colour of marigolds.
I take my soul walking
with the Kookaburra's laugh
bursting out from high above
the sky-scraping eucalypts
that kiss a blushing pink sunset.
I take my soul walking
under a Van Gogh painting
where a Moroccan blue palette
beautifully brushstrokes
into a deep eventide indigo.
I take my soul walking
under a blanket of stars
Venus showering me with love
as she glows like a diamond empress
for to make me whole again.
Joy
©joybirdpoetry
#torimodosu #heal #wod #pod #writersnetwork #writersbay #miraquillVan Gogh and Venus
I take my soul walking
in the orange glow of dusk
drawing rejuvenation from
an ambient radiance
the colour of marigolds.
I take my soul walking
with the Kookaburra's laugh
bursting out from high above
the sky-scraping eucalypts
that kiss a blushing pink sunset.
I take my soul walking
under a Van Gogh painting
where a Moroccan blue palette
beautifully brushstrokes
into a deep eventide indigo.
I take my soul walking
under a blanket of stars
Venus showering me with love
as she glows like a diamond empress
for to make me whole again.
Joy
©joybirdpoetry18 4 6
- outofleague .. Seasoned Journey.
- fromwitchpen So heartfelt and sensationally beautiful ❤️ loved this
- iamaselenophile This is amazing ❤
smile_its_sunnah
41w
Read MoreUse the world to find your self,
Discover the kind of people who make you feel content,
Decorate your body the way you find love for its perfection,
Allow yourself to feel emotional chaos in order to discover your strength,
And learn from each reaction in order to live life to its optimum level.
#torimodosu #wod #writersnetwork #miraquill
@writersnetwork @miraquillThe world is your lab,
The people could either be an obstacle or a benefactor,
Your body is the experiment,
Your emotions are the results,
BUT your reaction is the conclusion.
©smile_its_sunnahPhoto By Thom Holmes on Unsplash17 0 1
Torimodosu
It's pierced again, blood soiled your clothes as you bled out,
Crimson red, coughing exhaustion, your will withering as pain sprouts.
Flashing memories of every single battlefield we both died on before,
I've been reincarnating you hoping you're victorious in this unending war.
You're obnoxious, it would be safer if you let go at this point,
Why don't you ever give up? What fuels your undying hunger for it?
You lay here, lifeless eyes seeking revival knowing you'll be back to rejoin.
Why bring you back again? Maybe I've grown to love your spirit; unbulging, never quits.
Your soul is the most beautiful kintsukuroi ceramic I have ever handled,
Full of cracks, gold veined scars, bathed in blue flames but still give love unbridled.
The hope you infuse with the earth you walk on sears through the marrow of fallen bodies.
I know you crave an unending tranquility constantly serenading you with peaceful melody.
One day it will be yours, I'll keep bringing you back, "Torimodosu" summarizes the way you are to me.
©soluslupus(Odutola Cecil)8 0
Torimodosu
Recovery was necessary
After that heart break
Healing was going on
And after sometime one mrng i got up
And i felt that i didn't miss him anymore
I didn't stalk him anymore
I found myself moved on
©achal23414 0 1
cobaltbluink 42w
Read MoreOld piece but fits the #torimodosu theme.
@writersnetwork @writerstolli @writersbay #qod #wod #pod
First comes joy, the tingling and tantalizing joy of what could be, butterflies in the stomach, the racing heart and the flushes of blood in the cheeks.
Then comes the weightlessness, the feeling of treading softly on the clouds, the feeling that all matters will take care of themselves now that life's gotten drunk on love, the happy sleeplessness to prevent missing out on any sip of love.
Then comes the realization that love is not all, that more is needed, to make life whole, more is needed to stay alive, that maybe the kindle of love is setting on fire, other rooms of happiness, that love has its trade-offs.
Then comes the pain, the throbbing, suffocating pangs left in the hollow of the chest. A different kind of insomnia, this time, caused by loss or fear of losing, the racing heart and angry blood rising to the cheeks, to the temples.
The lies become clear, the deceit all too vivid. The soot left by the fire of love on the walls of our house, too consuming. One deserts the other and depression replaces love. It is, in fact, as loyal a partner as love, until there comes a day, when depression departs too.
Normalcy sets in once more, spring does not look bleak and bitter anymore. People's words sound less piercing and the heart slowly blooms once more, like the spring flower.
Then comes love, knocking once again, but the soot stains remain, there is still the acrid smoke in the air from before. The question is...
Do you open the door or let it remain shut?
Do you paint the walls a new color or let love inside to see the rubble?
©cobaltbluinkTorimodosu
First comes joy, the tingling and tantalizing joy of what could be, butterflies in the stomach, the racing heart and the flushes of blood in the cheeks.
Then comes the weightlessness, the feeling of treading softly on the clouds, the feeling that all matters will take care of themselves now that life's gotten drunk on love, the happy sleeplessness to prevent missing out on any sip of love.
Then comes the realization that love is not all, that more is needed, to make life whole, more is needed to stay alive, that maybe the kindle of love is setting on fire, other rooms of happiness, that love has its trade-offs.
Then comes the pain, the throbbing, suffocating pangs left in the hollow of the chest. A different kind of insomnia, this time, caused by loss or fear of losing, the racing heart and angry blood rising to the cheeks, to the temples.
The lies become clear, the deceit all too vivid. The soot left by the fire of love on the walls of our house, too consuming. One deserts the other and depression replaces love. It is, in fact, as loyal a partner as love, until there comes a day, when depression departs too.
Normalcy sets in once more, spring does not look bleak and bitter anymore. People's words sound less piercing and the heart slowly blooms once more, like the spring flower.
Then comes love, knocking once again, but the soot stains remain, there is still the acrid smoke in the air from before. The question is...
Do you open the door or let it remain shut?
Do you paint the walls a new color or let love inside to see the rubble?
©cobaltbluink10 0 1
sree_nidhi
42w
Read MoreTorimodosu
You push me to a room
Shut down all the lights
Pick me by the neck
And slit it with a knife
You were mumbling things
With smirk you looked at me
And you told me I was dead
But I am alive
You lied to me
You buried me
I was helpless
Bleeding out
As the wave of emotions rising within me
Yes I am alive
But now I've changed
Don't forget that you're the one who changed me
No longer in the darkness you put me
I'm no longer your prisoner
My hope carried me
My hope set me free
Now I see the power I hold within myself
I've opened up my eyes
To eternity and to myself
I am alive
©sree_nidhi
#torimodosu #alive #heal #wod #pod @miraquill @mirakeeworld @writersnetwork @writerstolli.
Photo By Jennifer Griffin on Unsplash29 4 2
- sandye Great
- sree_nidhi @sandye thanks
- suraj_kannake That's ❤️
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kannu1701
प्रिय लेखक,
हमने आपकी रचनाएँ पढ़ी, वह सभी अद्वितिय हैं। हम आपको अपनी नई पुस्तक में सहयोग देने के लिए आमंत्रित करना चाहते हैं। पुस्तक आपके नाम के साथ प्रकाशित होगी साथ उसकी प्रतियां भी आपको दी जाएंगी। आपको सम्मानित करते हुए स्वर्ण पदक भी दिया जाएगा।
अधिक जानकारी के लिए संपर्क करें।
धन्यवाद
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Mail - kkshaarma732@gmail.com
Thanx my dear
That day was no different
From other days in a week
Being capsized in ocean of worries
And the loss of you indeed
And then one friend of mine
Who loved me deep within.
For once carried my burdened self
In hope to love and deep to care
Those Credences running over my hairs
Fluttering by the winds of faith
They carried me
They carried me away
The new decision I made
Was to let go off grim past
My growth is independent
And forever it lasts
Thanks to that person
Who gave me that strength
I never confronted my thoughts
Even though we never changed.
©petrichor_chords5 0
We meet people
Get attached
Get into fight
Get hurt
And seperate.
That broken heart while healing becomes more strong and better.
We become a better person.
©thelonesurvivorPhoto By Georgia de Lotz on Unsplash15 0 2
Torimodosu
Thanks darling
For leaving me
And making me strong
For letting me explore my inner beauty.
For letting me live more independently.
For letting me be the better person.
©thelonesurvivor8 3 1
_astitva_
42w
Read MoreLet the hope hug you ����
#wod #heal #torimodosu (maybe) @writersnetwork @miraquillHealing heartbreak
Abandon agonies
Betwixt blank and black in
Caffeinated corner with cubes of
Diligent dexterity to delineate delusions
Embracing echoes of exuberant eternity
Flamboyant friends
Grasping grieves to gush
Hurricanes of hope hoisting
Inapt imageries to ink invincible
Joy jotting justly jocoserious jiffy
Kaleidoscopic kindle
Lightening lost lane of
Morphed maturity in moonlit
Nights of nourishing narcissus
Ogleing omen of outdo opportunity
Pleasant pitter-patter
Quenching queries, quills
Rhyme to rehearse relaxation
Spilling sweetness on somber sunset
The tea's talisman tranquils tenacity
Unsolicited urges
Veering vanquished ventures
Warish wounds to wing in welkin
Xeroxing xenial xenagogue in x(s)elf
Yielding yen of yammering yesterdays
Zealous zephyr zhoosh zero with zenith
©_astitva_55 28 17
- _astitva_ @fromwitchpen I'll share everything that I'm feeling and how I'm trying to cope up with this. There is a plethora to be told to someone who can understand.
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fromwitchpen
Thank you so much astitva. Whenever you are free .
I just thought to took an initiative
Called
A pen to pen talk .
I want everyone to just talk about what they are feeling here
And my closed ones
I want their feelings on the caption.
I want a change here and want people to just say their heart out loud
That's needed here
Your coordination will make this thing more good. - _astitva_ @fromwitchpen Thanks for always trying to make this place home again. I really owe you. You're the only one who try so so much for keeping this a healthy platform. I am always with you whenever you need me in this good intiative
- muskiiiii Happy birthday Buddy May mahadev bless you with good health and happiness always keep smiling enjoy your day ❣️
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_astitva_
@muskiiiii Thank you so much dudine for your beautiful birthday wish
It really means a lot
You too keep smiling and keep expressing always
Stay blessed
pallavi4
42w
Read MoreTorimodosu
The ending that came all too soon
Was like a book that was shut abruptly
Without warning, without pretext
Appearing out of nowhere, suddenly
I broke down like a smashed teacup
Into thousands of unmendable pieces
Got lost in a moving crowd made up of
A thousand indifferent faces
The feeling of being hollow inside never left me
Of being a tunnel without an end
No matter how hard I tried, I lost myself
In a vortex without any hope of being mend
Spiralling downwards I was like Alice
Falling down a seemingly unending rabbit hole
And then one day I hit rock bottom, just when I
Thought there could be no hope for my soul
Could there be any restitution for one whose spirit
Had been shattered, splintered, subdued?
Whose insides had been scared by the glass like
Broken trust, trust that had been abused
Climbing out of that complexly bizarre state
Where you’d left me obscure, without any illumination
Every day, every step was excruciating
Like being on a path of damnation
Covered in grime and muck- I dug my way out
In the hope of finding myself eventually again
Not only did I find my way out of all the turbulence
I stopped hurting or feeling any pain
Like a new leaf that sprouts in the spring-
Without any protection it chooses to bloom
Gradually as the sun came out, I found a way
To not be defined by my gloom
The moon shines all the while bearing scars
I chose to wear mine with pride yet plough ahead
I hope I find a new direction, a new goal
A new beginning for me to tread
@pallavi4
8th of September, 2021
Pic credit: Pinterest, picture credited to its rightful owner- Identity Christ by Joseph Lee
#wod #heal #torimodosu #healing @writersnetwork #writerstolli #miraquill #MirakeeWorld #writersnetwork #poetry #pod #writerscommunity @miraquill.
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- fromwitchpen Brilliance ❤️
- lovenotes_from_carolyn Excellent rendering!
- pallavi4 @fromwitchpen thank you 🙏🏼
- pallavi4 @lovenotes_from_carolyn thank you so much 😊
~ SCARS ~
They laughed upon my vulnerabilities,
The day I bled was not gone too far,
Not realizing the wound I had was still fresh,
I'm trying, trying, to heal in every possible way,
But it is being touched in so many unknown ways,
From healing to hiding the pain I was holding,
They painted me black my eyes and my heart red,
Felt silvery soothing rays radiating intentionally,
To hush the whirlwind wrecking my soul
And then the moonlight consoled me,
Taught me to shine and embrace the graceful.
©fizahfiz_Photo By Nio Milano on Unsplash4 0
abinaya14
42w
Read MoreHealing takes a lot of courage. Because to heal, we need to admit we were hurt.
#heal #wod #torimodosu #poetry #writersnetwork #writersofmirakee #smallpoem #muse
@writersnetwork @miraquillScar
The burn on the skin is temporary
The scar it leaves not so much,
The fear of being burnt again will reduce you to slavery,
Do not fall down below to that crutch -
It cannot be felt, but can be touched
It becomes a part of yourself;
Acting tough with a smile of hope isn't always bravery,
Taking time to heal is what would make life flavory.
©abinaya1411 3 1
indheevar
42w
Read MoreTorimodosu
They break our hearts
in the most subtle ways
When they arch their eyebrows
Without believing our truths
Or by not smiling at us
Like they used to,
Sometimes they lure with a smile,
and leave you alone.
Amidst Sorrow;
They are like cyclones,
Taking Our every emotion
And leaving us so vacant,
But even when I think vacant of me;
I can feel the Ocean Inside me;
And that is how I survive people.
©indheevar
#heal #wod #Torimodosu #ceesreposts #pod
#miraquill #writersnetwork @miraquill @writersnetwork #howtosurvivepeople
Lots of love @writersnetwork for the repost ❤️Torimodosu
Photo By JD Designs on Unsplash57 18 13
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indheevar
@rekhuu
Thank you ❣️ - indheevar @nikolina Thanks alot ❣️
- indheevar @antarraal
- game_of_life
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indheevar
@game_of_life
❣️
vbear9396
42w
Read MoreHealing is not as easy as you think!
#torimodosu #wod #writersnetwork @miraquillTorimodosu
Get back?
Recover?
Restore?
Words that seem easy to say,
but when your in my place,
I don't know if you can tell.
If you know how,
care to tell me then?
Many people will say,
To heal is your choice.
To recover is influenced
by your will and mindset.
But let me tell you this,
we people have different level of tolerance.
Don't compare yourself to other,
We have different pain in our core.
©vbear939613 2 1
Heal..
Mind plays..✨
Soul suffers..
Body matters..
Realise this..
No changes..
Will hurt..
©sai___17 1 2
madinah_writes
42w
Read MoreTorimodosu,
Getting back to recover, after loss in life.
Torimodosu,
That Japanese word of soul healing.
Still brings me a lot of meaning.
Just yesterday, I loss my breath.
With nothing on me but the striking reality that health is wealth.
I struggled alone, for the fear to loss myself.
Nobody understood, nobody would, as I held onto the my old, dusty shelf.
If you noticed, last night was dark and starless,
I was offline, crying in sadness and helplessness.
And I was floating with the lonely moon.
No body realize what had happened, untill today's noon.
I still lost my voice, but I'm breathing.
I'm still alive to write Torimodosu, the poem of great meaning.
Yesterday had passed, in it's own charisma.
I thought I wouldn't see the daylight, in the hands of asthma.
It strangled me, almost talking all of me with it.
But the moon healed me, taking another torimodosu's breathe.
It brought me home, and put me to sleep.
Without struggling to breathe or silently weep.
Today, I wear a bright smile.
And look back to yesterday, from it's darkest, cloud's mile.
Torimodosu,
That Japanese word of soul healing.
Gave me voice from poem writing.
#writersnetwork #torimodosu #today #yesterday #writerscommunity #writersbay #wod #life #asthma
#heal #breathe #moon #nightTorimodosu
Getting back to recover, after loss in life.
©madinah_writes26 3 4
Torimodosu
There's hurt, there's pain
There's guilt, there's fear,
Life becomes
An insurmountable path
Full of thorns and tears.
You panic and scream,
You cry and agonise,
Everything seems bleak,
A trial of your beliefs
And your self esteem.
You then turn inwards
Turn to your inner self
And the healing begins!
You draw on your reserves
Of courage and self-belief,
Rising out of loss and sorrow
Like a phoenix soaring out of the ashes,
Like the self inflicted catharsis
Of the eagle far far above the world
And the journey of life continues
With lessons learnt and
With the present holding more promise
Than the distant unfamiliar future!
©radnika17 2 2
darkmoon696
42w
Read More'You save yourself or you remain unsaved'
- Alice Sebold
@writersnetwork @miraquill @mirakeeworld
#sad #torimodosu #heartbreak #death #mariticide #miraquill #pod #wodMariticide
Sensed a faint aura of regret,
In her, As the waves hit the shore.
She strived all her life to forget,
Put her impuissant soul at war.
Spent time with a concealed ogre,
That devoured every piece of her.
His solitary past took over,
Changed his stance in life to blur.
But it was his winsome smile,
She fell in deep love with.
Entirely unaware of his guile,
Fell for his magic and myth.
A fury arose in her with no pause,
That was when we met.
She was predisposed with the cause,
Au fait with the upshot, the plan was all set.
Slowly wrapped the blanket around her,
As we gazed at him, floating around.
The ocean gulped him and left the air blur,
Fate watched him sink to the seabed, bound,
Forced to dwell in the abyss.
©darkmoon69658 30 14
- darkmoon696 @the_speccy_outsider thanks ❤️✌️
- namastayaway Loved it! ♡
- darkmoon696 Thnaks a lot❤️✌️ @namastayaway
- ckfilvan Impeccable
- darkmoon696 @ckfilvan Thanks a lot✌️
