Miraquill
Multiverse
I can hear you like an intrinsic voice inside
My head often telling me what not to do
You are the unseen person who internally
Tries to make me more like you
Some call you a spirit guide and often
Say listening to you is the right way
For you are the inherent righteousness that
Knows instinctively what I need to say
Maybe you are a wise sage that understands
The workings of this world better than I
And maybe you’ve already seen the consequences
So you help keep me from going awry
I cannot shake off the feeling that you are
From a parallel universe I cannot see
Tied we are to each other in many ways
Yet our fates are an indefinity
Incomplete I am without you
Just like you are nothing if not my guide
You give me strength, you give me wisdom
You are the intuition I trust with pride
I think you come from a world much like mine
Natively you know where I need to go
Navigating the troubled waters of my existence
I think my very life to you I owe
Does your voice belong to me or you ?
Are we the same yet not one ?
Did you choose to hold my hand
Till we reach the finish line of this run ?
I will go through this life trying to discover you
You are my internal compass, my spiritual voice
I hope I discover I was right in listening to you
All my life before making a choice
©pallavi4
#multiverse
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pallavi4
3w
Read More7th of May, 2022
I know this is not what was required but this is my take on the concept of an alternative/parallel universe .
#cees_para_u #multiverse #parallel_universe #self #alternative_self @writersnetwork #miraquill #writersnetwork #poetry #pod #writerscommunity @miraquill35 16 11
theheandshetales
13w
Read MoreIn another universe, death is constant, there may not be happiness.
#theheandshetales #multiverse #clone #worldparalleltoours #universevsmultiverseMULTIVERSE
I'm a clone
But I don't feel
I don't see you
The real you anyway
But I speak
A language foreign to me
I feel
The emotions never mine
I hear the cries of the people
None of them I know
But I know things
Superficially
That a clone must know
In a multiverse
A world parallel to ours
A world I never belonged.
©theheandshetales11 0 1
Multiverse
So if there exists a multiverse.. And the parallel universes...
So what the fuck my alternate reality is doing in that world!?
©inlovewithlifePhoto By Henrik Dnnestad on Unsplash6 0
REALITIES!
Are we alone out there in the vast blue!
Or is there a Doppelganger of me and you?
Universe?
On contrary, it's a Multiverse!
©sahil_sankhe_1796Photo By Sebastian Knoll on Unsplash1 0
Maybe in a parallel universe, I am meant to be with you..because this ain't happening here with all this pain and suffering
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I wish you could live as me for just one day.
That way, you'd know how much I love you
©_you_n_me8 0 1
Always stuck between " I wanna talk to you" and "I don't feel like bothering you."
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reshma_kausar_mohideen
48w
Read MoreEVERYTHING THAT SHINES IS NOT GOLD.
The quote has been wisely put forth and told,
Everything that glitters is not precious like gold,
Reality has no market and fakeness gets easily sold,
Beautiful appears each lie till the truth doesn't unfold.
We come across perfect couples on social platforms,
Setting unrealistic couple goals and impractical norms,
Creating an intense need to have a flawless relationship,
Young generation follows blind - folded, without a skip.
The tender age, too innocent to see the truth behind the curtain,
Thus, drug abuse, rapes, suicide & like problems become certain,
It should be hammered deep into their immature brains,
Glamorous life of social media bears numerous invisible stains.
What appears heavenly to the lens of a high - tech camera,
May be cacti, dolled -up to appear like some exquisite flora,
Let our expectations don't swell believing on such reels,
It's nothing more than a trap, peace of your mind it steals.
©reshma_kausar_mohideen
#multiverse #universe #paralleluniverse #wod #mirakee #mirakeeworld #writersworld #writersnetworkEVERYTHING THAT SHINES
IS NOT GOLD.
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_you_n_me
48w
Read MoreI laugh even when you hurt me!!! I Just can't give up on you :)) #wod #multiverse #love
How do you know that we are not meant for each other!? What if fate is attempting to play a game with us!?? Will you willingly fight for us?
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unsung_seagull
48w
Read MoreTime passes
Slowly
In the clutch
Of her arms.
Hopes take
A steady birth,
In the sweetness
Of her talk.
Gravity is nill
By the side
Of her neck.
Body is afloat
By the aid of
A peck.
Vaccum in here,
Her hand is
On my chest.
By the shine in
Her eyes...
My darkness is
Done away with.
Light years is
How she measures
Her longing.
Supernova attack
For her rage is
Befitting.
She's a
Multiverse of
Feels and storms.
Reels and norms.
Of passion and
Luring forms.
She's Galactus...
While stars play her
Pleasing charms.
I'm just lucky
To sit side by..
At the mercy of
A woman,
How wouldn't,
The wine taste fine?
#pod #wod #choose #multiverse @writersnetwork @miraquillMercy of a Woman
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- inner_conflict Ajay, well expressed
- unsung_seagull @inner_conflict thank you
- thread_broken_kite Beautiful
- unsung_seagull @_the_disguised_scribbler_ thanks
ayush_kd
49w
Read MoreIf not in this world, I hope I'm living my dream in another universe.
Maybe we shared same tea when we met for the first time.
Maybe we met again soon after and held hands instead of just chatting online.
Maybe we met often and explored the campus together.
Maybe we really went to Jama masjid together.
Maybe beauty does not lie in the mind too, but heart.
Maybe we never slept that night and went to park to sit under the night sky.
Maybe we kissed that night.
Maybe our stars were aligned there.
Maybe we haven't stopped talking.
Maybe the feelings were reciprocated.
Maybe I wasn't called salt, but honey ._.
Maybe we watched Masaan together.
Maybe we listened to 'Sajni- strings' together.
Maybe bhang hokkah holi wasn't the only holi spent together.
Maybe I wrote more poems for you.
Maybe you got me 'little hearts'.
Maybe you sent more of your singing recordings.
Maybe I could read more from you.
Maybe I kept writing.
Maybe we are together, in that parallel universe.
#multiverse #paralleluniverse #mirakee
#oldpostmaybe in another universe we are together
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"We are not made for each other," he said.
My heart didn't feel like it belonged to me anymore. The universe dropped on my chest and shattered into a million pieces :((
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smile_a_lil_harder
49w
Read Moreand the day you left this world, i couldn't survive the questions that arose in my mind.
Who are we?
Humans.
But who decided, we are who we are?
Maybe, we aren't this person. Maybe we are just nothing. Maybe we are so much more than we would ever be able to discover.
What is air, this sun, moon, planet, universe, or that multiverse? Why do all this exist?
Maybe all this doesn't even exist.
Maybe all this is just an illusion. Maybe an illusion just to distract us from something, something more real.
More real?
Yes. More real.
But what?
Maybe something that is the end or just the beginning.
Maybe multiverse is nothing.
But for now it's everything. Everything where all this exists.
But who made us? Who made us exist? Where the hell we came from? Don't name it God, almighty or something like human figure or just like a soul or something. Make me meet them. Who are they? How could they make us? This body?This brain? Heart? This thing called soul? Which kind of power made them make us. And most of all who made them?
What is death?
What is life?
Maybe no one dies and it's something like teleporting us to the other bubble universe.
Maybe none of us is living? Alive either.
Maybe we are all already dead and it's all called the after life.
But why do we need to die one day? Why do we need to leave this world? And if we need to do that why are we given birth?
Yes. It's all supremely puzzling.
Maybe this could be forever out of reach.
Maybe this quest could be doomed to failure.
Every night i miss you. I wonder if we will ever meet? If you are still somewhere? Heaven, hell, bubble universe, parallel universe or whatever. I just wanna meet you, hug you, tell you how much i miss you.
I struggle these questions. And the biggest struggle is where the hell these questions came from in my mind, in else's mind? If they were not meant to be answered why did they arose?
#multiverse #writersnetworkMaybe all this doesn't even exist.
Maybe all this is just an illusion. Maybe an illusion just to distract us from something, something more real.
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reetism_
49w
Read MoreWe the people
We are graph of our
own curvature.
Curvature of our
own body
Outer lining of our
own body
To extract myself
I Put my shoulder
against the sun
in the morning
Extracting curvature
on different walls.
Few times
newly Painted
Few times
old ancient
Where every other walls
is counted and
we ought to call it days
Where function of
the white walls
is to compare ourself
and to know each other
Different curvature
on same wall
Different walls but
Indistinguishable body borders
Reading my poem on
#multiverse turn you
into mere dark ink
on white sheet of papers
And we all have our favourite colour
When Painting is a only choice we get.
©reetism_
#multiverse #wodGraphene
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- fromwitchpen This is amazingly inked
- reetism_ @fromwitchpen thank you for being here
- lovenotes_from_carolyn Truly well done!
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reetism_
Thankyou @lovenotes_from_carolyn ma'am.
It's a blessing that you read my poem .
Thank you so much - lovenotes_from_carolyn More than welcome, I was happy to do it.
I believe in love even it is one-sided.
He doesn't love me as much as I wanted him to, but he let me love him as much as I wanted and that's enough for me
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asmita_chakraborty
49w
Read MoreWas poetry only mosaics ?
When it was made from the broken pieces of my heart.
Was it not the alarm ringing beside my head?
When it woke me up to start a new day.
Was it not the relief my cold body felt?
When I poured warm showers of happiness.
Was it not the sound my gut made?
When it cried out for appetite.
Was it not how I praised my garden?
When it bloomed with it's golden hue.
Was it not how I mourned over my flowers?
When it wilted one sudden sunny afternoon.
Was it not my thoughts in solitude?
When I was alone in a crowd of multitudes.
Was it not the tears that caressed my cheeks?
When I was sniveling with short breaths.
Was it not the smile that adorned my skin?
When it had scars and darkish tinge.
Was is not how I gazed at the moon?
When it peeped from under her cloudy viel.
Was it not my emotion's out break?
Was is not my laughter when tickled?
Was it not my endearment kept safe?
Was it not what I felt?
Is it not me,when I speak?
Am I not made up of poetries?
If the world went topsy turvy,
Would my answers be in affirmative?
©asmita_chakraborty
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#multiverse #writersnetwork
Just wanted to write, for these thoughts were impelling. Rant so #temp
#monologue for me!
@writersnetwork a read?❤️
@squared I adore you ❤️©asmita_chakraborty
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- lovenotes_from_carolyn Creatively crafted queries for the multiverse challenge!
- zikra_ Profound!!
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capricious_quill
Wonderous words scripted by a wordsmith!
#temp is heartbreaking . Please make it permanent. -
san_wordzz
Sorry for the late read and missing your tag
I was not active here -
san_wordzz
Amazing combination of questions and the answers within.
Beautifully crafted ❣❤
immaculate_0300
49w
The Other World
It is a beautiful world , millions of light years far away from the solar family.
Peace lies everywhere in abundance.
There is no pollution nor pollutants.
There is nothing around except love and affection .
The people of this world has three eyes, two ears, one nose , one mouth and two antennae over their head.
They don't sleep ... They never sleep.. they are never tired.
They never eat... They never needed to ....
All they did was while awaying the time.
I too had a parallel life there (maybe) ...
While awaying my time there too ... As I do here on this Earth.
JUST A CREATIVE PIECE
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bubbly_bluebells
49w
Read More#multiverse #wov5
Three lines korean poem(sizo)
Total syllables go(44 - 46)
Each line syllables(14 -16)Sizo Musings
The blue paintings of my morns are same as pink paintings of your eves
Entangle our days crossing each-other paths in a patched gaze
That's why twilight events comes twice in life of the prime sky!
©bubbly_bluebells32 9 8
- bubbly_bluebells Thank you so much ❤❤ @_gk_07 @morsel
- lovenotes_from_carolyn Spectacular lines for the challenge!
- bubbly_bluebells Thank you so much mam ❤❤❤ @lovenotes_from_carolyn
- writersbay Beautiful.
- bubbly_bluebells Thank you so much @writersbay
the_speccy_outsider
49w
Read MoreVitiated by
Indigenous laws under
Archaic aegis
Transcending to an
Iota of a world where
Ubiquity fleed
Where petrichor seemed
Like an artifact stored in
Attic of the heart
And none misused their
Abridged power to showcase
A panalopy
Of orthodox perceptions
For third gender family
There's been a myriad of mendacious rumours that only add up to the fire rather than extenuating it. The third gender community is a part of our society since ages. Considered as a symbol of unity and strength by some. Some only think about them when a certain religious ritual is to be carried out. But spew venom about them once their purpose is fulfilled.
It is a life choice that was concomitant. Yet they strive to struggle to make their mark in the society even after being a subject of harsh treatment by some. The society should contemplate the fact that people of the community aren't provided with a higher education or employment opportunities and are, therefore, forced to ask for money. It is not something they do willingly, rather it's a choice they have to make.
I wish for a parallel world where the Third Gender would be revered and considered as equals. Where they'd marry the person they love. Where the young ones would no longer store their respective dreams into an attic inside their heart, closed for eternity, or put on lipstick, wear a saree and go to people's houses to give blessings. The same people who loathe them and are cunning.
I hope people don't misuse this honour they get when the Hijras, as they are referred to in India, visit their house. I hope they respect them and help them if they are in ardent need of it. To make them a part of the society and not ostracize them.
Not to forget the ancient belief, that their 'dua' (blessing) is always heard.
©the_speccy_outsider
For posts on similar theme, check out #BreakingStereotypesAndTaboos
#attic #multiverse #wov5 #wov4 #j_mustreadM(is)usings
Seldom are the musings of pristine past revalatory;
Often transcending one to a land where misfits reside;
Getting congenial with phantasy, away from archaic norms.Photo By Christian Keybets on Unsplash64 64 26
- jaya___ Woahhhhh this tag is so brilliant!!! Amazing indeed and so apt at breaking stereotype... cheer to beyond the gender binary thanks for participating as well
- the_speccy_outsider @jaya___ Thank you so much for the read and kind appreciation, Jaya!
- the_speccy_outsider @jaya___ Will upload my post today for the challenge.
- jaya___ Sure!!
- the_speccy_outsider @jaya___
bubbly_bluebells
49w
Read More#multiverse
Universe
One song
Made from light,music,dark,visuals,touch and manymore unknown speeches
Which define it within a log circle
All are different dimensions
Nor up nor below but have equal importance to make this sphere
Collection of maximum number of history
Alters into spiritual levels
Its an art of balancing or playing patterns conciously
Living in harmony
Not going against its flow i.e. damaging its counterparts
So realms of different matters aren't multiverse?
I am whole not less nor more
Yes i have many lives in that version
But all are within me
My all choices are not visible
Then what do say to synchronicity?
Isn't its parallel vision?
comes to teach or hold your hands
Showing which part is in sync or toxic
To change the tuning of rythm
Come in the correct frequency
Time don't exist overall
Tis a stone given to shape into sculptures
I exist in universe like fishes in water
but source and blueprint is same to survive
In or out decides happy or gloom;in equality
Like a puzzle of a piece,mosaic in artMultiverse
©bubbly_bluebells
*Please pardon my belatedness.