Miraquill
Devaluation
You said it yourself
You're resentful
your vengeful
and you're a dick.
Its fucking crazy,
But you fucking told me...
I didn't believe you
cuz at the time you werent a prick.
A lot of time has passed now.
many words between us have been exchanged.
The way you speak to me is completely different
and the way you look at me has changed.
Like a train blowing its horn
and bearing down
I knew to survive
I had to get up off the tracks.
But the Beauty
and the danger memorized me.
I could do nothing
So I stared danger back.
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ronron269
28w
When you lead
I follow
When you ruled my world
I obey
When your not active
I stay proactive
When your not N sync
Im sinking in
When your voice is'nt heard
I know you hear me though
PERIOD
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ileecoleman
61w
D-Press-On
In my 3 bedroom 2 bathroom house of depression, I collect no rent from my tenants.
Sharing space with Sadness in the mastersuite and loneliness on the otherwise of the wall, I watched in disgust as hope gradually decided to gather its belongings and dwell in the basement. I use the spare bedroom to suffer in silence and escape to a place of indecision.
Love used to live here but it violently removed its name from the mailbox. The price of its ungodly deliveries became way to much to afford, so to keep its sanity, it turned the knob and walked right outta hell to follow the lord. My neighbors exchange gossip on what they have no idea of but it all seems to have merit when you are peeking from their side of the glass.
I want to sell this house and move my soul to another place. It doesn't deserve to be bullied and tortured by forces that are designed to promote its failures. I know that the weather forcast circumferencing my squared living space doesn't match the rest of its community. For sale signs won't stay in the ground. For now, I have to deal with these measures of immobility but someway, someday, somehow my brain will connect with my heart and allow movement of my shoes. And when this rare event occurs I will use all my strength to walk away and rebuild....on a better lot with more forgiving soil.
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Highland Park
The world sees Highland Park as a hipster haven,
but Highland Park has families that have lived here for generations.
My mother remembers when white Americans did not drive through this neighborhood.
People too scared to drive these streets 20 years ago,
now want the homes families poured their hearts, pain, and tears into.
People who weren't there to better the community,
now reap the fruits of this community's labor.
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ileecoleman
65w
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A Dream
I had a dream, i said
About WHO, she said
About YOU, I said
Is that TRUE, she said
True Indeed, I said
Better believe, I said
I was hoping to pick you up and help me CONCEIVE it, I said
Let me SEE, she said
I may AGREE, she said
Or I may find it uninviting and quickly FLEE, she said
I bent my lips and showed my teeth to help me get in her head But her beautiful set of eyes messed with me instead
Let me SEE, I said
You and ME, I said
Were holding hands and locking lips under the TREE, I said
Under the TREE? she said
You and ME? she said
It must have been mistletoe intertwined within the LEAVES, she said
What I noticed was that she slightly readjusted her stance, In such a way that made me sure that I could get in her pants, So I stepped up my pursuit like it was the last dance, I reached out and caressed her hands so that my words could advance
Could it BE, I said
CURIOSITY, I said
Is getting the best of you and now you’re wanting to SEE, I said
She smiled at me and said with her face all red, Dreams come true when you least expect them to And I just shook my head
She pressed her lips against my mouth raising my mini-me from the dead, Until my emotions ran amuck levitating both pant legs
How would it FEEL, she said
If you take the WHEEL, she said
And lead us both into ecstasy without a moment of dread
My eyes opened wide and the corners of my mouth widely spread
This dream of mine is going just fine and now my pencil is all lead
I’d be a FOOL, I said
To play it COOL, I said
When we both know that I’m excited and about to DROOL, I said
Does this mean… I continued
That we are about to get into
All the pleasurable things I dreamt about and have them all come true?
She nodded her head and said yes, Then took her time to undress, To unveil all the wonderful gifts in which GOD chose her to bless
I couldn’t believe my eyes as I got to see inside, Cause my dream became a nightmare
When I found out she was a GUY
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The only thing I learned
In this ocean of stars
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inked_heights
90w
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#mirakee #poems #poetry #writersnetwork #quotes #quote #writersofinstagram #stories #ttt #quoteoftheday #writersofig #writersofmirakee #wordporn #writing #writerI scroll my social media,
with the dark mode on,
And her latest upload pops up on my feed,
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lionelruff
132w
Dark Day In LA
Sun rays in LA struggle to break clouds
A family, city, league, & world wondering "How!?"
Our defense over this man knew no bounds
And yet stolen from us was a father and child
Life can be the most flagrant of fouls
Yet you gave us 20 years of your everything
Rookie pauper to Veteran King, creating a monarchy
Your most loyal of followers, we'll always be
As we speak, a Laker Nation continues your following
And that's how it ought to be per your offering
The Real MVP while leagues obsess with score
Though your humanitarian nature, at it's core
Soars higher than achievements on the court
The legacy you created and lived to support
Bless your family for no one needs it more
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its_smn
140w
Read More.
#mirakee_myescape
#art #photo #world #insta #losangeles #artist #love #him #artlover #loveforart #poetry #poem #loveyourself #darkness @khaqan00 #inpirationalqoutes #inpiration #motivationalpoems #lovehim #iloveme #you #she #france #seoul #miarkee #write #instacollab #moodygrams #newyorkcity #pakMera ab dil nhi lagta!
Is anjan dunya me, mera ab dil nhi lagta
K yahan barso reh kr b, isse apnaya nhi jata
In pur peech raho'n me,mujhe ab dar sa lgta he
In na-shanasa logo'n me, mera ab dil nhi lgta
Tareek Rato'n me, in khamosh rasto'n pe chalna ab dushwar nhi lgta
K pur ronq mehfilo'n me, mera ab dil nhi lgta
Hal puchne walo! Tum sb ka shukrya
Lekin ab haal sunane me, mera ab dil nhi lgta
Samne se dost ka laqab, bhala maloom hota he
Lekin astee'n k sanpo'n me, mera ab dil nhi lgta
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its_smn
141w
Read MoreIn order to achieve something, to grow big and to be successful you need to surround yourself by people who knows the cost of success. Basically when all the people around you discourage you and tell you that you are nothing, you are worthless and you are a failure, throw them out of your life. In order to float in the ocean of success, you need successful people as they'll help you to grow.
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101_poems_about_you
141w
Crown & Anchor
Tangled in time with precious breath
I have the lines of life, yet handless
But not to fear the light thàt blinds
I have returned with my crown
Nonetheless, anchoring in the sand
This is my home, my landing
Yes I am
Home against my home
Important, I am
For the hands of doubt
Will toil this gracious clockwork dies
Maybe one day, direction will lead the off setting Sunday mornings my way
-- James Harrison Burt
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101_poems_about_you
141w
"Of Past Times"
Everything I means and everyone is day, everyday.
I am the the problem they say, unintentional, emotional way from which she glorifies ignorance with example of tonic stature, loathing cries to living even more
-- James Harrison Burt
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101_poems_about_you
141w
"In The Twines of the Heart Lines"
Till the end
You are neverending
Lovely chaos of transitioning
Take the rounds, round, round
Gonna ask me how?
Not going to translate quality of dynamics
Without knowledge of mindless thinking
Never willing, ever willing to get back to me
Hey, it's me, it's you for the climb
Stand on their backs, find the precious violence
Beautifully, designed to come back to me
Yes lovely, oh darling, yes, stars singing
Come back to me
-- James Harrison Burt
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101_poems_about_you
141w
Aspire One, Free Light
Binding around time is that we needed
Start to finish my nexts, texts, beckoning words
Throughout all of my heart lines, embraced to collect colour
Shine the lights on your eyes
Free from dimmed construction of the fires
Behind us on and off today
Tomorrow and I have you
Those fireworks aspire for you too, don't you?
Knowing you can tell me
Hey, I'm sorry, hey I'm okayed
I was in the never, but here forever
-- James Harrison Burt
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101_poems_about_you
141w
Sound The Surrender
Jaded, faded, completely aided byes
From numbers of scribing, I Love You
From my Father in my life that you would never have from me again, yet aided from me...
That will never become my life again
With or without you, is there any way?
All-time highs with lows back topping it off
Against the wings of mine, we fly oh so highly this year and the more we can see from up here.
-- James Harrison Burt
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101_poems_about_you
141w
My Favourite Portrait
All the world, give me the medicine that conditions absence but holds the stronghold and heart lines.
Can you feel my heart filled promises
I made them for you and tonight is time, unwinding to tolerant poisons I've spit on my own home.
Home to now and everlasting life without the spilled canvas
You are my favourite portrait
Yes I do
I said to you
Remember...
The omniscient views looking so dimming
Roses shine the solace through the rooms
That painted, stained glass color always had our colours.
Come back to me
Maybe.
I can make this comeback
Baby, you are so much more than yourself
I know that
Hey, I made it home
I missed you
I love you, I always have and always will
Remember...
-- James Harrison Burt
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101_poems_about_you
141w
Burns Bright the Candlelight
Sorry forgotten words left unspoken
Candle breathes the life, sure to make the flame burn bright.
-- James Harrison Burt
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101_poems_about_you
141w
"The Contrast When Flowers Bloom"
Breathless conceiving the daylight of the night
Drawn to sleep from unfairly achievement
So fairly, beginning and ending will be the only possibility
Twilight closing the doors for maybe the tommorow
Love at full promise, live-wire at every corner passing
Masquerader at ease but crossed out from the loss of the game of standstill
Seeking the dance completes the maybe of promised seasons changed.
-- James Harrison Burt
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101_poems_about_you
141w
You & Die
The blackest of nights stands still with bright lights
Oh, over the heavy load, stop sign tells the tale of
Right and left and left to right.
Nothing in the sights, so choosing green is so
Hit and run, slight of hand, knock the light out of his hands.
Burning down the soul, miss may I take the sun instead
Holding with hands of mercy, already hit under and over
Burns bright the night though, never change color with blind eyes stills daylight brings transcendence.
Constant conflicts, ring around the rose, is the go of his heart now.
Heartbound, never the less, reflecting stolen goods of hands which made those from Mother’s heart. Don’t begin speech as if so brought by a table with one only seated.
HE CRIES WOLF, so snow falls down around his soulless knees, please bring us back, he asks so grasping of words spoken.
Love lies bleeding, bury me, bury me, by her side
Just you and die.
-- James Harrison Burt
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101_poems_about_you
141w
Tipping The Hourglass
The words spoken of are told otherwise
Blame onto the one still stands
Beside their shallow tongues and act
Dip and dive into the pool of shattered glass the sun still in the hands now burning forever.
Now shouting “Can you help me drop the hourglass?”
“I cannot speak without a lie and twist of my own tongue.”
Why the wonder constant burn of night and day? Missing home never felt so alone.
Wishing upon stars, only leaves, and leaves fallen.
The favorite season completely torn and torched away forevermore.
Do the days stand so silent where the oak stands? The family tree sickness is killing.
Constants contrasts shame from these demons surrounding me. White and black lies oh so dim, but yet to come around burning the paperwork.
-- James Harrison Burt
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