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  • vaishsb 4d


    Ever felt hopeless,
    Deep inside,
    Whole world is moving,
    You are scattered,
    Scattered beneath your homeless heart,
    Not due to outside influence,
    But you are broken,
    Broken yet hopeless,
    But not shaken,
    Capable of shaking the whole world outside,
    Scattered yet ready to fight,
    Fight till the last breathe,
    Last breathe of emotion,
    Emotion of sacrifice,
    Sacrifice for my own emotion,
    Sacrifice to achieve the highest,
    Highest ever to achieve my best,
    Reach the highest,
    In anyone's imagination.

  • mamarhs_ink 1w


    In your words, you asked how long?
    For once light was in sight,
    For once I persived hope,
    For once I could feel my wounds heal
    For once the long lost satisfying laughter soothed my pain,
    For once flushes, blushes and giggles exploded from deep within,
    To my realization it was all a dreamscape.
    I wish I could relive that dream, it's safer to live in the dream than this horrifying reality.

  • scaredycat2222 1w


    How did my Roots get so blunt
    That they can't dig into the ground
    Did you see where i put my willpower
    I'll let you know when my self worth has been found
    I cant remember what i did with my individuality
    Or Who took off my drive to stay alive
    How can anyone say this is a life that's worth living
    When the better parts of myself already died

  • maitrayee11 3w


    Tears and tears all the way
    Keeps on streaming down the face
    I know it's always hard for to be filled with hope when the life is all hopeless,

  • kinishinai 4w

    #newmir #writersnetwork #survive #hopeless

    /for we're homesick
    for a home
    which'd never exist
    and never was/

    (it was supposed to be my first post but, yeah ��)

    Edit: ty @writersnetwork for the read (ps. Repost's a click away ��)

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    Words before I pass by, emotions before this mortal frame ends

    There's this infatuation of mine towards lies which has now made me vulnerable to pretend more. My heart hustled several beats at once as I wrote this. I could feel the rumble deep inside my bosom, the chains of fate ruling their way through to hold me a little longer. (Little did they know I've made my way) The ambivalence of powerful emotions surged their way through me while I was down to decide my final destiny.

    You'd never know that I was once ebullient and bubbly. Being raised by people who'd absolutely give me anything I've always been more than satisfied. Fate smiled at me and I knew for sure I'd be writing mellifluous tales of my life. They say, time welcomes the admirer of present, I was never one of them. Somewhere I'd still wished till the last red trickle down my wrist to go back to the days when I was falling in love (with myself). I've never had the same life ever again. With each day seeing itself end, I was halted to pessimistic remorse, deepening silence and to a more handsome lonliness.

    I broke my nib a thousand times writing all the truthful truths here. Oh! How used I was to pretending that "life is beautiful as hell". They also say, people who give up are the ones who'd suffered the worst thorns. They'd even say *us* weak. The conscience of a suicidal hum-an is as orphic as life itself. You'd never know their personalities swapping themselves up so often that they eventually forget who they ever were. They're hiraeth for a home that never will be, and anxious to know what lies beyond it. I wish I'd write more but the darkness seems to engulf me in with each passing seconds. I've wanted to.....................................

    /blade falls, descending silence/


  • ____k____ 6w

    No one knows what happens at the darkest hours of the night except for Moon, Me & Her..
    #night #dark #diary #hopeless #mirakee #writersnetwork

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    A room as dark as the thoughts inside your head,
    You're all alone, wondering what will happen if
    You Shed light on thoughts which sit at the deepest core of your nightmares;
    Will it Make the already pitch black room darker and darker with every insidious thought?
    Will your fears creepily surface to the brim and conjure themselves into reality?
    And as time passes in this pitch black room,
    You are surrounded by your ghorey fears waiting to pounce on you
    With a mind full of thoughts better left unthought of.
    Leaving your soul in the midst;
    Screaming for hope that never truly arrives..

  • _lucid_ 8w


    My heart bled for a man,
    who didn't know how to stop it,but only watched me bleed away with those helpless eyes of his,that i loved and kept loving,until i was no more.

  • jeetspeaks 10w


    Hopelessness never comes from your failures in isolation. It comes only when the people surrounding you impose it on you. Such people are more poisonous than the poison of a deadly snake. Try beware of them. Life will be easier.

  • taivell 11w


    In here we dwell
    The echos of thunder in the distance
    It keeps us in
    Bones and scythes sorround us
    We are free to leave
    We do not dare
    But we have to
    The fog bluring our visions
    Lives floating away
    We have come from the earth
    Without asking to
    And so we may return to it

  • aphrodite53 12w

    Faux pearls

    Words beaded into endless chains of hopeless love,
    Diabolically dusted with beguile happy endings,
    Until it snapped into pearls of faux memories.

    - Elita Sheen

  • truthchills 14w

    Me, Myself and I

    Too many times in my life, I wished I would sprout wings and fly off into the sunset.
    Too many times in my youth did I wish I was born to someone else, maybe a king and queen who would realize that I was their long-lost daughter.
    Too many times did I close my eyes and say, "not again, please".
    Too many times did I wish my mother would really look at me, not as a threat but as an innocent.
    At 13 I got pregnant, ran away with the idiot, all the while praying that my mom would come looking for me, just another pipe dream.
    By the time I turned 18, I had a 4, 3, and a newborn baby, stuck with the abomination who beat me since the day I ran away with him.
    I hated him, worse I loathed myself for making this hell for me and my children as well.
    I pulled all the strength I had, spoke to my soul, and said "that's enough of that!" I knew I couldn't walk away from this thing that attached himself to me. So I did the next best thing enrolled back in school and Got my G.E.D, that increased the beatings and verbal abuse, made me take that test before class even ended
    I passed with flying colors, couldn't believe I had it in me.
    Next few years flew by by the time I was 25 I had 3 different degrees, depended on nobody and was oblivious of the tragedies my future held for me.
    There isn't enough space on this page to relive my past, just know that today I'm ok.
    Sober, married and most important sane.
    © 3 hours ago, Maria Cruz

  • hafisha98 15w

    Lost bird's Searchs' in hopeless world..
    Till confused what I want ,what I find ..for what?
    Have so many questions without answers that we can't find easily.. ��
    Keep support @hafisha98
    Follow me on instagram ��
    Thanks to @miraquill
    #love #fakelove #thoughts #mypoem #life #lost #hopeless #quote #writersnetwork #miraquill

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    words of troubled love !!
    Pains of a broken heart !!
    Dissolved tears !!
    Countless thoughts
    In me - how do I tell
    In the world - I as a loser
    In a world where there is no truth..!


  • hum_raaz 17w


    उस इंसान का भी तो दर्द समझो
    जो तुमसे अब कुछ कहता नहीं

  • poetshrutiwrites 17w


    Imperfectly perfect as each human being is,
    Like that of a vase,
    Cracks of all sizes visible or invisible,
    Some look broken but stood still,
    While some crumbled when moved a bit.

    Imperfectly perfect as each human being is,
    Persistently resistant to uncertainty,
    Try to stand still,
    Crumbling in reality.

    My world felt shattered,
    Nothing felt so fine,
    How could I wait,
    for these earthquakes to pass,
    When there was one rumbling in my mind?

    My world felt shattered,
    Nothing felt so fine,
    So all I did was write,
    This 60th poem of mine.

  • kushh_ 18w

    You saying this is hopeless, that I should hope less…

  • b_gotti 18w

    Tragically Forsaken

               She wears my role like a crown, I watch her ascend. When, while it was mine, we all nearly drown. In the end, I couldn't face putting my son in the ground. So ashes to ashes we all fall down. 

               Into the madness I boldly go. Yes I am a crazy bitch, but this you already know. I am told my reality is not, but a glitch . My kindness for weakness the final blow. Dealing with the cards I have been dealt has given me a twitch. So to cope With emotions I flipped the switch.

                Cold as ice, it is now time to think twice. Emotions now gone my tongue will surely slice. Like a knife straight to the heart, it will rip you apart. The will to care dead from the start. Misery shoots out from my very existence like a dart.

                I see the pain i should feel and try to remain sane, but inside my brain is a black stain. Where nothing is gained. Just darkness scattered by the rain. My emotions stay detained waiting for any control I can regain then actually retain.

                Hours to days then days to weeks. When I finally clear the haze, my outlook is bleak. The ones who are around me seem dazed and weak. Obviously, a battle's been fought and not without high cost. Surrender was sought, but now I am just lost. To the wind caution was tossed.

                 Now alone I stand in my own blood. Blood that soaked the land until nothing is left but dirty red mud. 

                 Nobody to care. Nobody who would dare love the girl with a devoided blank stare. Nobody to see inside she's bare but they also miss how, honestly, her courage is rare as is her persistence against despair. 

                  When all is said and all is done I will have to answer for all of the blood. It will be me who is to answer for the death of my son, and it will not matter how many horrific battles I have won. My judgment at the end of days will come down to the perception, of only one.  

                  My faith is broken from too many times of him ignoring the desperate prayers I have spoken. I can not make myself believe all the words in the Bible because, it's man who wrote them. So the fires of hell are waiting for me. Listen. Even now I hear my demons stoke them. It was always going to end that way it is not like I provoked them.

                   Since birth I have always felt forsaken. All happiness in my life is eventually taken. By God's will, or was it really satans? Inside my self was the only place I have ever felt strength in. Turns out, that is the place I went when my mind was breaking. Though even there I could feel my soul shaking and feel all the immense pain my body was in.

                   Could his evil have truly found me when I was the young age of 3? If so, where was God's love then to save me? Why has it never found me or set me free? 

                   As I feel satans horn push deeper inside, he stays astride. I know there is not a place on earth I can hide. I can not help but wish, I'd never been born. That way I'd have never felt my soul being torn or hold the knowledge that due to my scars, It's my dead child I'll always mourn. Who's to decide if I should stay alive? What if the guy with the crown of thorns never meant for me to survive? 

                   Until fate decides what is to be my destiny, here I will remain faithful to my misery. Living a life of banditry. Aggressively rejecting what was never meant for me. Forever seeking the love and peace promised to me, by the very same one who forgot it was he, that was supposed to save me. 

    Somebody please set me free.


  • seraiah_smiles 25w

    30 Days A Month

    I'm not crazy;
    But I might be,
    If it's for thee.

    Your radiance makes all else look pale.
    I pray that I may catch a shooting star and wholeheartedly wish for a blue rose such as you.
    Alas! I'm hopeless, O, but hopeless...
    I'm no different from a shooting star in a sense that I've fallen for you.

    24 hours a day, 7 days a week, 30 days a month,
    In the ocean of Billions you've catched my heart.
    Till when will it last?
    Again, alas!
    12 months and a lifetime won't ever suffice;
    I pray God would forgive me for avarice,
    But I want eternity,
    And be with you eternally.

    How could I ever reach a star as high as you?
    "I'm yours; I'm yours (; and you're mine)," I wish it's true.
    I wish upon a shooting star that it cross the skies for me.
    I wish upon a shooting star such as you...

    We're on opposite sides of the world,
    But if I may be so bold,
    At least let me pray to the loving Almighty
    That our paths converge into one...

    Silly me to wish for the blue rose such as you.
    Silly me to fall in love with you.

    I know; I know: I'm hopeless, O, but hopeless...

    What is happening to me?
    Billie, you're making me crazy...
    Crazily in love with thee... With thee.

    ~ ~ ~

    This piece of mine is inspired from the new album of Billie Eilish: Happier Than Ever.

    The album was released on July 30, 2021.
    The piece is entitled, "30 Days A Month".
    If you want to know why, hehe, maybe you'll figure it out yourselves.

    @aphrodite53 I hope this explains a lot ��
    I made it for our dearest Billie.

    #30DaysAMonth #crazy #inlove #hopeless... #love #BillieEilish #AMDG

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    30 Days A Month


  • justword_art 26w


    As the world turns
    Come to discover
    Reasons while being befriended
    By one who sees you as a tool

    And grants a percent of your wish
    After overclocking your brain cells
    A meagre token
    Can be of mint or flesh

    A favour too easy to grant
    With a remote control of another
    In the hands of the host
    Bending and stripping

    Another of its dignity
    Realised too late
    Now too deep in this well
    To say help me

    For I am drowning
    Sweet things do last
    When kept in the mouth
    But they cannot be there forever

  • mallika10 26w

    They won't understand your pain when you say you are sad,
    They won't understand your pain when you say you are depressed,
    They won't understand when you say your heart is broken into thousand pieces,
    They won't understand you when you say you miss someone a lot,
    They won't understand when you say your memories have become your reason of inner death,
    They won't understand you when you say you don't feel anything anymore,
    They won't understand when you say you are hopeless,
    It is only you who suffers and a path you have to walk through alone


  • monosijsen 27w

    Gone With The Wind

    Roses are murdered, roses are dead
    Violets were violated in their bed
    Lilies were lied to for carnal lust
    Potteries were put in the cosmic dust
    Monalisa's glow is now visibly dull
    Large Hendon Collider confirmed null
    All the charity drowned in Bill gates's pool
    Even John Lennon was made a fool
    Rose married some rich brat and never looked back
    Suddenly Jack appeared to keep their economy in track
    Juliet died for an unstable prick
    Rasputin's sad now with a huge limp dick
    Jesus died for some ungrateful apes
    All the clergy is now promoting rapes
    Pandora fucked us once and for all
    Even in that Cameron's film they got blue balls
    The God Father died sad and lone
    So many laws but they didn't kill Al Capone
    Rocky would be called a loser in today's age
    Chengiz would be criticized for not having rage
    Osar will always go to the crippled fag
    Miss World title goes to that dark old hag
    Everything PC but everything wrong
    Like the world just had too much bong
    Miseries are still here and they're just the same
    They are just changing the name of the game
    The erosion is now exponential and that everyone knows
    And they're taking fucking save pandas vows
    Agony pain misfortunes never left us in ruins
    But this time the hope itself has gone with the wind.