31 posts
  • gaurangig 50w

    As I sit in the waiting lounge of the hospital, I think of how a place can signify life and death and the journey in between, the way a hospital does! You can actually see life sectioned off here! Sometimes on the basis of stages of the life cycle, sometimes on the basis of the organs from head to toe... A section for birth, a section for growing up, a section for older people, a section for death.. A section for heads, and necks and hearts and peripherals! A section for happy times, a section for accidents, a section for pain, a section for emergencies! It's a place full of contrasts! On a floor, while a new life is taking shape, on the floor below it, someone is probably struggling for the last breath! In a part, while someone is getting better after struggling for long, another part is seeing the entry of someone whose life is hanging by a thread! Maybe while someone is leaving the hospital by one gate, after getting all better, an ambulance is entering the other carrying a person who has been in an accident! But one thing ties these uncertainties together, the pursuit of life!

    #mirakee #writersnetwork #writersbay #alivec

    A bit late for the word of the day @writersbay . . . Three days, in fact! ��

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    The Green Halls!!

    These green halls,
    Have seen it all,
    Some bumps, some falls,
    After long, someone standing tall!

    The busy lanes,
    Have experienced pain,
    Seen the aftermath of rain,
    The journey from a wheelchair to cane!

    The multiple floors,
    Have opened and shut the doors
    To death itself, on life's shores
    Seen life taking it's entire course!

    The tall storeys,
    Have heard all stories
    Of trauma and mangled gory
    Tangled organs and bodies to bury!

    The many gates,
    Have decided many fates,
    The results of love and of hate,
    Lives living out at unsteady rates!

    It's a place,
    Showing the many faces
    Of violence and life's races,
    Alive a moment, reaching death at a steady pace!

    A hospital it is,
    Where life comes to be,
    And where it will cease,
    But still a lot of hope here, everyone sees!


  • bclark2681 51w


    I'm alive as I allow
    My expressions to
    Flow from my torrid
    Blood through my
    Blackened pen to the
    Frigid white paper
    Residing beneath
    Filling its worth with
    Authored composition

  • anush18 51w

    Silence rattles inside my brain,
    All the emotions are about to drain.
    Alive is a fantasy in this world full
    Of good intentions being judged,
    My stubborn kindness will dig a grave,
    For the blood frozen and veins collapsed.

  • wilmaneels1 51w

    A s much as we struggle
    L iving in these times
    I sometimes wish we could
    V iew it as a celebration
    E ven when being alive feels like the saddest thing

  • bclark2681 51w

    I Am Alive

    I am alive
    I am grateful
    To be upon this
    Planet to enjoy
    My family and
    My friendships
    And all beauty
    This majestic
    Globe exhibits

  • smile_its_sunnah 51w


    She believed drowning herself in the liquids of regret would fade the memories of their affection, but after her third bottle his face still clouded her sight. It wasn't about the pain that she felt, or the big whole of abandonment in her heart, instead it was about how he made her feel...more alive than her deepest dreams could imagine.

    #alivec #writersnetwork #writersbay @writersbay
    Pic credited to its rightful owner

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    Intoxicants cannot
    rejuvenate thy soul,
    compared to your
    love which condemns
    mine mind, body
    and soul alive.

  • jayanthdeshmukh 51w


    The only way of feeling alive is doing what you love the most

  • miss_silentlyweird 51w

    For all person who passed in my life..

    #youarec #alivec
    #pod # wod

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    You are become star,
    A dust that I can't swipe out in my heart,
    If morning comes, I will forget you in a moment,
    However like falling star I long for you at some point ,
    Cause your shining light still alive.


  • hiddenwords_of_heart 51w

    I die everyday in the memories and still keep myself alive.

  • bubbly_bluebells 51w

    (संकल्प से सिद्धि है-ब्रह्मकुमारी)
    Do good things and good things come your way

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    I scare to fill in

    Its not
    every time
    we don't get support
    most of the times
    ain't letting in
    motivational words
    by taking not

    is taking stands
    for it without a break
    Then become power
    Also not
    tagging desires
    Cause consistency
    Build heritages
    Truth Paves road
    bread loafs of gratitude
    To feel alive

    opens that much
    Even metal sheets
    And no space left to fill in
    Whilst lacuna
    feels like barrier
    Of confidential intimacy
    Where i can't own myself
    Wandering delusion
    Where courage gone to exist?
    Infatuated Expectations
    turns magic bottle of reveries;
    a hollow tube!

    human don't obey
    laws of nature
    wrath occults
    is not echoing
    In aura of people
    Another tombstone
    of lifecycle
    believing there
    where heartbeats sways
    One day
    Will be re(de)fined
    version of rainbows
    Till in those directions
    cream donut of
    being alive

    You think its impossible
    What you want?
    As possible for you
    Can you be happy?
    Living without it!
    By the way,
    Are still in presence
    Via thoughts
    light in
    Your Inner world

  • loves_passion 51w

    Flowers are like a breath of hope that brings you alive for your uniqueness by their quirky and serenity colors.

    - Munshra_khatoon


    #alivec #mirakee #miraquill #mirakeeworld #mirakeewriters #writersnetwork #writerstolli #writersbay @mirakee @writersnetwork @writersbay

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    Flowers are like a breath of hope that brings you alive for your uniqueness by their quirky and serenity colors.

  • beleza_ 51w

    #alivec @writersbay

    #rachanaprati10 #zindagi
    @rahat_samrat ❤️��Thank you so much for loving my poem and declaring me the winner ����❤️❤️����✨✨✨

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    कुछ तो कहा करो निःशब्द मत बनाओ ज़िन्दगी को
    थोड़ा सा तो मुस्कुराया करो अश्कों में मत बहाओ ज़िन्दगी को
    ज़िन्दगी उलझनों में उलझी हुई मुस्कान है
    जो न रोया हो कभी कहाँ ऐसा कोई इंसान है
    खामोश हवाओं का भी शोर है कभी-कभी ज़िन्दगी में
    कभी-कभी बेवक़्त बारिशों का भी ज़ोर है ज़िन्दगी में
    कभी-कभी बोलने को कितना कुछ होता है
    कभी-कभी ख़ामोशी ही सवालों का जवाब है ज़िन्दगी में
    सलवटों की तरह कई परतें हैं ज़िन्दगी में
    हर पल एक तमाशा मत बनाओ ज़िन्दगी को
    हल्की ही सही मुस्कुराहटें ज़िंदा रखिये
    सिर्फ प्यार ही नही इंसानियत का भी अहम किरदार है ज़िन्दगी में
    नफरत तो गिरी हुई है दिलों में प्रेम का ऊँचा स्थान है ज़िन्दगी में
    शिकायतें इतनी भी न कीजिये ज़िन्दगी से ये ज़िन्दगी ख़ास है
    ज़िन्दगी माँ का दिया हुआ अनमोल उपहार है, पहला प्रेम माँ है,
    हर इंसान अपनी माँ का कर्जदार है ज़िन्दगी में
    हर अच्छाई-बुराई सीखः देती है ज़िन्दगी में
    कोई समझदारी नही होती बेफिज़ूल दिमाग लगाने में
    कुछ हासिल नहीं होता किसी को नीचा दिखाने से
    सिर्फ मिलती हैं तकलीफ़े खुद अपनी ज़िन्दगी में
    जज़्बातों को शब्दों का मोहोताज़ मत बनाओ
    थोड़ी तो आहट ज़िंदा रहने दो ज़िन्दगी में
    सच्चे रिश्तों से ज़िन्दगी गुलज़ार हो जाती है
    इत्र की तरह रिश्तों को महकने दो ज़िन्दगी में
    बेतहाशा खूबसूरत लगती है ज़िन्दगी
    अगर अपनों का साथ हो ज़िन्दगी में
    मान लो तो हर पल खास होता है ज़िन्दगी में
    न मानो तो हर पल उदास होता है ज़िन्दगी में
    जी लो खुलकर हर लम्हा खुलकर ज़िन्दगी का
    ख़ास यादें भी होतीं हैं हर शख्स की ज़िन्दगी में
    हर मर्ज़ की दवा नही मिलती है ज़िन्दगी में
    कुछ मर्ज़ों का इलाज मुस्कुराहट ही है ज़िन्दगी में

  • loves_passion 51w

    When you fail and give up everything in your life, the only thing that makes you alive for your goal and be proud of is your heritage.

  • kamala_kammu 51w


    You being alive
    Is just a peace of thought
    I always pray for

  • pallavi4 51w


    I keep scratching the old scab
    Marks on my body in the hope of
    Somehow keeping them patulous
    Like an open, festering wound
    Opened up again and again
    To sometimes feel alive , feel awake
    Like an assurance of my existence
    I suppose to feel like I matter,
    I am here and existing, however irrationally.
    My keeping those gashes open
    Reminds me, reinforces that
    Those scars are true, and if they are
    Then so must my being alive
    And the fact that you existed .....
    Once upon a time.


    28th of May, 2021

    Pic credit: Pinterest, picture credited to its rightful owner

    #alivec #alive #scabs @writersnetwork #writerstolli #writersnetwork #mirakee #mirakeeworld #readwriteunite #thepoetrycommunity #poetry #pod #writerscommunity @mirakee #writersbay @writersbay

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  • tamanna3 51w

    today the wind blew hard
    I wonder if
    you heard me
    call your name.

    I painted a sky
    with all colors, but blue
    I wanted to ask,
    why do you love it so much?

    a blackbird bathed in the river
    twice, it dipped its head,
    then feathers
    I watched it from my balcony
    half smudged with the filtering rays
    of the red sun.

    the last thing I said
    to the wind was to
    never give your name away.

    did you see the letters in the clouds
    hovering above your home?
    until the wind whispered to me
    'you're still alive'.

    tell me when will you write on
    the heritage of our apocalypse,
    so I can scribble your name
    on a paper plane and set it
    free into the wind that
    so wishes to carry me away.


    #heritage #alivec

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  • absynth 51w


    The heritage of memories you share with a person
    in a relationship that was once in bloom
    Stays buried under the hard ground of promises
    And makes it alive through the worst of the storms
    Where icy blasts from the past
    freeze the tundras and taigas of your heart
    and your breaths reek of mosses and lichens burgeoning in the stoned lungs
    As you exhale the smoke to empty your ballasts.

    The blizzard takes over but you don't notice the change
    while used to this inclement weather
    That makes the sun shy away in a dark corner
    Even though it beams with pride over your head
    But the light seems simulated
    Like a phone screen lit up by a casual Watz up? message
    Without having a permanent cure to the avalanche
    Whose echoes are rumbling inside your cave
    And whose roof may cave in now any day
    But that's a story that's just repeated everyday.

    It's a her and it's a him
    With a lot of spaces in between
    Inspite of waking up ad nauseam
    To the smell of one another's sweaty skin
    Without noticing
    When it turns too slippery to elude one's grip
    when the mouths that once kissed
    Now remain tight lipped.

    A cold, crumbling and buried monument
    That once was the center of emotional pilgrimage
    Is a memory now that lasts a few moments
    And now mostly covered by a shroud of foggy winters
    Or smog of a polluted past
    That settles too fast on your cityscape
    Like a blurry trailer of the the cataclysm you can't escape,
    Like the touch of soft lips on a succulent nape.

    Now you look for a box of tissues and a bottle of oil
    After your tears have dried
    but left you with a desire viscous and alkaline.
    You wipe away the stickiness of an incomplete closure
    Before it turns crusty with too much exposure.
    You close your eyes,
    It's bed time.


  • stardust_writes 51w

    Like a phoenix bird I arise from the ashes alive,
    to rebuild my broken wings and fly is all I strive.


  • roel_gonz 51w

    For me,
    feeling alive
    is a blessing,
    Laughing out loud
    with your love ones
    and with your friends,
    Keep chasing your dreams,
    Love and protect the nature,
    Follow the passion of your heart,
    Be at peace with yourself and the world.

  • paradoxicalpenman 51w


    Born with a silver spoon, a princess,
    Father, King, Tyrant, dethroned, beheaded,
    She, only survivor of her dynasty,
    Her inheritance hate,
    Anxious existence, plotting revenge,
    Plot thickens, the murderer also her saviour,
    Strange dilemma, exact revenge or abandon it,

    Sweet tooth he was, loved things sugary,
    Doctors diagnosed with diabetes at an early age,
    The disease was hereditary,
    Now he struggles to buy a dose of insulin,
    Being alive a daily struggle thanks to his kin,

    A child gets the best birthday gift,
    A hefty trust fund passed to him when he turns eighteen,
    He wanted to know, the content of the will,
    Burst out with tears, he hugged his parents,
    The inheritance they had left was a lifetime supply of water and oxygen,
    Also an letter to go with it,
    Where they apologized for their generation's greed and incompetence,

    Dedicated his life, several causes he championed,
    Thousands of strangers at his funeral shedding tears,
    His legacy, immortality, his memory, a heritage for those people,
    Smiling from the heavens, content, his life not trivial,

    Grew up in foster homes,
    Abandoned by his parents,
    Curious to know the reason,
    He searched for them,
    Mother religious, conservative,
    Didn't opt for abortion,
    Pregnant in her teen,
    She had her own dreams,
    Didn't even bother to inform the father,
    She deviated for one night from her religion,
    Gave in to the bodily passion,
    Only to pass a miserable childhood,
    To her own child..

    He got a billion dollar company from his father,
    But his passion music and writing,
    Novels turned into excel sheets,
    Concerts into corporate performances,
    Appointed a CEO for the company,
    He left to follow his passion,
    People mocking all over internet,
    Before he could get some appreciation,
    He knew, the label on him would be,
    A poster boy for nepotism,

    Nature is cruel, indifferent towards it's progeny,
    But inculcated the values of self-preservation in them,
    Mating to ensure survival and carry on their genes,
    It's natural to think for the well being of children,
    No malfeasance in the intention behind inheritance,
    As it is with most things in the world,
    Choice rarely ends in your desired consequence....