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  • dead_violin 5h

    #newhere
    #firstpost
    #mirror

    @childauthor_345 @anirockz7

    POV of a young girl ,held as a prostitute.

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    //An Ascian looking at the mirror//

    .When I look at the mirror I see
    An ascian human with no shadows hovering behind her
    As her tall figure line escapes the line of fires
    Burning in her hearth of love
    As a mangata of the moonlight
    And of her breaths
    Whispers a signifying word of death
    Which clenches her hair in black pitched emeralds
    Which reflects her miseries where her head met the brick wall
    And blood matched her scars
    While her neck line reflected
    Her caelum of red hues
    Bitten forcefully by men who touched her
    While her chest recites her hidden love for the unloved
    Where touched and squeezed with bruises on duvets
    Where her cries went unheard by them
    Her abdomen reflects her hunger
    While her hungry eyes reflects for the love in the moonlight
    While her swollen lips cries
    for the

    V I O L I N of her heart
    Where she once played
    But now lays dead in her hands
    As her thighs nibbled by their hungry lips
    Yearns for true love
    And her
    pure virginity now lays in the hands of a

    Red shoe flower
    Sunk in the depths of her mirk shadows

    As the mirror reflects her
    Withered soul bitten and harnessed by the angry men
    With greed in their eyes
    As herer swollen lips chews her finger tips with fear
    And
    Oh! now
    The knocks are heard on the wooden door
    As her mirror trembles in fear
    And crumbles onto the floor
    While her body fleds back in fear behind the bed
    And the skies cry at her screaming pain
    Led for another day
    For one day or another
    Where daylight screams in pain...

    ©dead_violin

  • biboerej 1d

    Beautiful cries

    Let all the arrows kiss every part of me
    For I am nothing but a shield
    Let my feet dance on thorns
    With you high up in my arms
    Indeed a fair win.

    My back cursed with scars
    Would cry and rejoice at the sight
    Whatever leaves my flesh
    Remains nothing but an evidence
    To the ruger soil, the wild nights, the chirping birds...
    Alas! The blind bats can testify
    All bare witness that I LOVED
    To protect you!
    Not to own you.

    To watch you gulp the water from your glass like it was heaven
    To see you blossom each day and night
    To die knowing I preserved my soul watching you live for me.
    You'd remember nothing of kisses or hugs
    nor a bouquet of roses.
    What more can I offer than
    cries filled with love and strength dying to give you life.

    ~biboerej~
    IG: @rare_poet❤️

  • justtomi 3d

    SICK MUSE

    I used to long for the silence that comes with the daunting night, I still do.

    That moment when my demons creep in and sit to have a dinner.
    To remind me of those mistakes that rose with my sun, To remind me that the sun wouldn't shine soon.
    To plant their treasure for me to tend.

    Now, each dark and lonely night, the moonlight isn't my calm. The
    Stars alignment do not lull me no longer.
    With each dead of the day, a bit of me dies.


    TOMI

  • justtomi 4d

    Log of a cracked heart

    Where did you go? I should know but I'm cold.
    I should go out in your search but the world's a little blurry or maybe it's my eyes?

    Remember the swore I had? That, "I'd never fall again"? Slapdashly, I had you pull me down. As it happened, gravity couldn't compare.

    I've been reading books of bliss and gold, all the testaments they told. I clearly want something like this but I don't see myself upon such list.
    I tried all the way I could, gave myself away and placed my heart at it's vertex but each time I brought it down, it was to break it into pieces.

    Regardless you picked me back up together but a part was missing and we were left with a cracked space.
    As big as it was, you filled the vacancy that sat in my heart.

    Guess all the saint we see aren't all made of crystal. You left me without notice.
    I really want to call but wouldn't it be wrong?
    It's funny how you are no more than a log of my cracked heart.
    It's been way too long but everyone knows we have unfinished business.

    Even if the games you played were not fun, we should still play them again but this time let's go full psycho.

    TOMI.

  • sona0994 5d

    Change

    Learn to embrace change.

    It might need you to shed a
    part of you.

    It will always be worth
    it, If truth and responsibility
    is what you are moving towards.

    *Nothing should convince you to stagnate*

    ©sona0994

  • abhijeetsingh95 1w

    Love of Hearts

    Sometimes, the broken heart find it's love from a pristine heart


    ©abhijeetsingh95

  • introvertquill 1w

    My First penned Thought about you.

    "reminiscing, your smile that dissolves the stardust of stars,
    your elegance that solves the mysteries of night,
    your aura that allures my thoughts into oblivion,
    your eyes so captivating that by one glance, soothes my soul,
    your voice so serene, so pious, summons my solitude

    i try to find you everywhere, and guess what?
    even your longings are blissful!!"

    ©introvertquill

  • mariamk 1w

    You ask for my identity!

    I'm a crippled heart
    A wondering soul
    An incomplete existence
    A fallen Star
    A vanished light

    No! Neither anyone can ever know!
    It's You who know!
    Infact it's You who create!

    May be a vanished light resting to reinvigorate the spark again
    A fallen Star collecting strength to catch the winds again
    An incomplete existence ready to rejoice it's imperfections perfectly
    A wondering soul exploring and experiencing Wonders of the world
    Or a crippled heart blossoming again to spread love

    I don't know. It's you who decide!
    It's you who re-create your identity
    It's you who decided, who you really
    Wants to be!
    ©Maria

    #crippled #Soul #rise #motivation #life #death #firstpost #love #perfection #recreate #star

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    You ask for my identity!

    I'm a crippled heart
    A wondering soul
    An incomplete existence
    A fallen Star
    A vanished light

    No! Neither anyone can ever know!
    It's You who know!
    Infact it's You who create!

    May be a vanished light resting to reinvigorate the spark again
    A fallen Star collecting strength to catch the winds again
    An incomplete existence ready to rejoice it's imperfections perfectly
    A wondering soul exploring and experiencing Wonders of the world
    Or a crippled heart blossoming again to spread love

    I don't know. It's you who decide!
    It's you who re-create your identity
    It's you who decided, who you really
    Wants to be!
    ©Maria

  • scribbles01 1w

    The sun and the moon!
    Never have they met afore
    Still their love spans
    from the sky to the core
    Complementary they are
    The dawn and the dusk
    Fierce he is
    Gentle she is
    He falls for her
    She falls for him
    The cause is one
    to bring us light
    They sacrifice themselves
    for each other
    //For friendship
    they are the mother//
    The sun and the moon!

    ©scribbles01

  • word_dreamer7 2w

    ~The fear within

    Because worst of all was the fear that she would be broken and left alone once again...
    ©word_dreamer7

  • monsoonpaul 2w

    It's 12 am,

    Someone has just turned eighteen
    Someone is reminiscing about their Last Leaf
    Someone is going to be a night owl with books & coffee
    Someone is revelling their 'New Year' Goa Trip
    Someone has finally admitted their feelings to someone they thought they couldn't speak to
    Someone is weeping over the promises they couldn't keep
    Someone is randomly scrolling through the memes
    Someone is cleansing themselves with music
    And rest are just having a healthy sleep

    Doesn't it feel like The Midnight ; a carousel of emotions?

    - Monsoon

    ©monsoonpaul

  • gowithsagar 2w

    Dear Crush

    What to do
    I love u
    I keep telling my destiny
    Why not you?

    Saw you first time
    A thought came to my mind
    I want u to be mine

    Days passing, thinking about you
    Things are same, only the time flew
    No progress to reach you seen so far
    In my opinion, it's just a little scar

    You are the one who makes me feel happier
    Remembering you, a day feels like a year
    Sometimes my brain fills with fear
    I can't see someone else with me my dear

    Spent months to see your glimpses
    Like the stars as they see eclipses
    Waiting, waiting and waiting for you princess

    Still didn't got enough courage to tell you
    Seems like it's easy to have a crush on you
    Keep on encouraging myself to stand in front of you
    A day will come when I confess my love to you

    Till then, take care
    Sending my love through air
    May be the wind would give you some share
    It's not just love, it's a prayer
    Wanting my destiny to be fair

    Listen, I might get distract but I am sure
    No one before you & no one after you to amore
    Our relationship would be as pure
    As waves embraces seashore
    As waves embraces seashore
    As waves embraces seashore...

    ©gowithsagar

  • shiffi 2w

    I try to find myself in the water but, the ripples by you let me drown.

    ©shiffi

  • mayregold 3w

    Who do you love?

    Love is meticulous
    Love is precious
    Is it easy to Love?
    Is it easy to be Loved?
    Love is rare
    Love is circumstantial
    Is it easy to forget Love?
    Our brain can forget Love but our heart can never❤
    ©mayregold

  • theillustriousone 3w

    Life

    Weary eyes, hands heavy
    Muscles tense, heart steady
    Exhaustion seeps into my bones like sickly tar.
    Pulling, pulling, pulling...
    I sleep now, not by choice

    A siren stirs heavy lids
    A slamming fist, silence
    Exhaustion leaves me like the receding tide.
    Pulling, pulling, pulling
    I wake now, not by choice

    ©theillustriousone

  • miss_muffet 5w

    @writersnetwork @miraquill #end #wod #ceesreposts #writersnetwork #miraquill #firstpost

    Days went by with my drowning hopes,
    Hopes of someone to look in my eyes
    That screamed agony and innocent pain,
    But they judged me by my conspicuous smile,
    Which was just to warm my mourning heart,
    And I end up sitting here like,
    A beautifully covered book With stained pages.

    Then I saw her, i saw them all,
    Hiding their grief in their heart,
    And wearing a mask with a false face art,
    Hoping for someone to hold their hand,
    But they all were handcuffed with vanity,
    And the world became a prison of insanity.

    We failed to understand each other,
    And then call ourselves the greatest,
    Greatest we are, on the scale of senseless.
    What do we humans get from being
    Tempest, arrogant, violating, evil, narcissists
    Conservative minded, scornful and pride sucking idiots?
    Nothing but losing ourself while flaunting our dignity,
    Rather than our heart that hails simplicity.

    Weakened, disheartened I fall on my knees,
    Like a crumpled paper wanting to be ceased,
    Until I held a quill and smelled metaphors,
    Creeped into poetic world with wonder leading me,
    Writing my eyes on sky of papers,
    Tricking reality with the pearls of my imagination.
    I wondered it to be magic or a fairyland,
    Until wind whispered in my ears,
    "Dead poets painted it, for you in your heart."

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    They don't understand

    ©miss_muffet

  • nandhinikannan 5w

    Dead Thoughts

    Something inside me was dead
    Not my dreams though,
    But thoughts about you surely were
    A final relief appeared
    After suffering for ages and
    suffocating myself with your thoughts
    It's all gone from me

    ©nandhinikannan

  • _writerbyheart_ 5w

    Baat nahi karni usse
    magar baat ussi ki karni hai,
    jatana nahi hai ab kuch
    par mohabbat
    sirf ussi se karni hai.

    ©_writerbyheart_

  • _kawaiiyuki_ 6w

    Your lip marks on my mug of coffee have become a memory, slowly fading away like the glass petals of a broken window for I do not remember our first kiss. I wonder where the two us went wrong, I wonder if it was me who made you run away. It will be selfish of me to ask you to love again cause I was the one who never gave you caution about me being a hypocrite. I remember the first time you texted me and how I never replied back , I am sorry but I know it's too late. The amount of poetries I have written for you will never compensate for your sufferings causeI was so in love with you that I became careless and forgot, my love for you had already ended. You were like a complex painting devoid of colours which was still able to fill a part of me eventhough it (/you) had known
    someone such as myself couldn't be fixed after being broken.
    Henceforth here I am sitting on the same place where I texted you for hours, wondering if you are still in love with me , I hope you are, cause I have lost the counting of that “Somedays" turning into everyday.
    ~YUKI
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    #love #lost #pod #mirakee #firstpost #lost @mirakee
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    Heavy

    And I still wonder about the places where we had been

  • phat96 6w

    A LITTLE TOO MUCH

    He has a bit of darkness in him
    A little too much, perhaps
    The ghosts of his past haunt him
    They seem to be more than he can count

    I can see them on his face
    I can see them in his eyes
    I can hear them in his laugh
    I can feel them in his voice
    I can feel them on his skin
    I can feel them creeping in on my own skin


    Is the light in my heart any match for the darkness in his?
    To what end can I go to save him?
    From which spring will I draw a stronger dose of strength?
    Is this my struggle, truly?
    Or am I drawn to him because I am already damaged, a little too much?