Miraquill
Hope is wicked
You did nothing wrong,
I broke my own heart,
I loved someone who was never mine to call,
I was prepared,
But it still pains.....
©andreakulove
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pranav_sharma97 21w
Headers
Some waters call for the moon,
waiting to hear something.
Played the games way too much,
they gasp for air.
Bard calls for the lovers,
hiding in the window bars.
Arthur needs his men,
battle calls forth.
Plays are all around,
from earth to the skies.
©pranav_sharma97Photo By Annie Spratt on Unsplash4 0
Life’s enriched
With every show I see.
Theatre changes me.7 0
artistano1
90w
Read MoreThe days of dizzying madness
among the people during the holidays
flowed down the calendar,
and the calendar flowed into
the crotch of light women,
one quick death, and whiskey.
The city was so beautifully reflected
in the rainy street under that same sky
with the crescent moon
in the canopy of intertwined roofs.
I just sat and watched that picture
of that evening idyll,
while music came from all over the city,
and stayed somewhere down the street.
I am completely me.
It crossed my mind that
as a child I was afraid that one day
i would be left alone, under the open sky.
It seems that we never overcome some fears,..
I'm far from happy people tonight,
but I'm in a good place to watch them.
I will stay until the morning,
and on the way back I give myself
rehearsals and nights without rest.
And to forgotten poets… I promise.
A couple of wrinkles appeared on my face,
like some disgust
with the newly set standard and principles of life
which occurs in every form of humanity.
Money, cars, sex with plastic women
and countless sexual aids,
around which the planet revolved, ..
The nights changed almost like the promises, sometimes bright and warm,
sometimes rainy and cold,
but certainly short and worthless,
and seriously ill ...
But what to do,
such are the nights in the Balkans,
the barrel of gunpowder of the poor and thieves. What a beautiful night,
blessed is the one who has the last ...
And roll on;
It began as a whisper,
and cold fingers without blood,
they hug every day that comes.
A pandemic and petty-bourgeois trepidation, conflicts within me.
Your eyes,
fall on me like a warm summer rain,
I stand on that slap,
drums beat in the heart
and playing a happy role,
even though I'm falling apart.
God,
the years gather and multiply,
and they are already wrinkles
on the face of the eternal boy;
- Wake up- shake up- make up!
And one pearl in the dust go into oblivion,
Darkness in theatre,
so much silence that
i hear what has never been said,
here, or anywhere,
anytime or never .
In the mirror is crowd again;
Me, myself and I
Everything changes
and everything passes
like daylight before complete dark.
We become conscious,
but unscrupulous;
-exercising pleasure
to the numbness of the senses,
like when darkness
catches you far away in the woods.
Moscow, Russia,
the hungry stomach of the world,
walks at night
and the cold spreads through the centuries,
like the vampires
of every theater we will not enter.
And I did everything to disgust you.
I played for applause,
for eyes that can't see.
Played for food,
for deaf ears.
And wrote love songs,
for people who hate.
And spoke the words of a dead mouth...
How equal master and the slave are in evil.
How simple life is on this soil.
In my head,
the tenant answered;
I pay the rent in advance until May;
The carousel rises, and spins.
Texts, plays, roles, mirrors,
makeup's, smiles, cries,
costumes, dawns, days, midnights,
questions "why", "where", "how",
lunar eclipse, solar eclipse, star eclipse
and the universe gathers around my head, whatever,
Show must go on;
My eclipse;
The lights come on;
The curtain rises;
and life arises after death.
I took the mask and go on the stage;
Laughter, applause and fun begin again.
And remember:
it will never stop
- oil wars
- false democracy
- riots in the east
- migrants,
- vaccines,
- a trip to the moon,
- a cure for cancer
- serial killers,
- rasism,
breaking news flooded the world
And it will never stop.
Tonight I go out on stage,
and let the dead words into immortality;
- "Who will bury me?"
#theatre #plays #genuine_readers #actors #roles #poetry #acting #artist #writersbay #writers_network @mirakee_words @mirakeeworld @writersnetwork @readwriteunite @writersbay.
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- liveforcause Very well penned
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- artistano1 @jerry_21 Thank you so much Jerry
ashapornamukherjee
115w
King.
Be my Ludo King, I will be your six.
©ashapornamukherjee12 0
Letters to H - 4#
Look at structures here
The building skeletons share
Commonality.
©taipenious5 0
seenu0007
127w
If you want to prove who you are or if u want
to be a successful in.. whatever you.. want to.....
Make..it ...has your legacy...
Belive me everything's gonna change..
Take all the underestimation by the people positively....cuase, they..have a bad habit of cleaning...the..world.. where...they themselves have the dumps filled..in.
Don't give a damn... about what they say.
Stay who you are...not what people want you to be...7 0
seenu0007
127w
Bohot majboot rishte thy,
Bohot kamzoor logo se
Phir hona kya tha......... Tootgaye....8 1
arcane_desires
133w
Symphony of Silence
Within the isolation of my mind
There is no noise to be heard
No laughter, joy, or happiness
Only the symphony of silence plays
©arcane_desires7 0
How to react my destiny?
The place and the people you left over in your past, promising never to come again. And then when you decided to shift to an another place, but your destiny doesn't want you to do and finally you are there where you were before.
©wondergirl_suchi78 0
forbidden_writer_rohan
152w
Read MoreFrom worrying about friendships and fun to worrying about career and job opportunities,we all grew up...
The time has passed by so early that our childhood is somewhere lost and we realised it so late...
I wish I could capture those moments and could rejoice again...
But it isn't possible...
We cried on our mother's lap and now we cry under shower just to hide our tears and sorrow from the world...
There was nothing so called as tension...
We didn't knew about career...
We feared death but now it's common because we die each second...
Each second of our life is taken away...
We feared of hardwork and then we closed the books to enjoy but now it's all over...
Those games with friends,those silly jokes,those fun is no where now...
The parks which were once filled with our laughter and joy are now empty...
The nuisance we created at our homes,is all lost and our homes are silent...
Just remainings are the photos that we see and shed tears in a nostalgic mood...
#LostTimes #Mirakee #Pod #Life #Childhood #Time #Nostalgia #Forbidden #Writersnetwork #YourQuote #Quotopic #Rememberance #Silent #Plays @mirakee @writersnetwork @allenprince @ashish_rajput @rishabh_singh @hansiiiika @zairan @zaydshaikh @narshiMiss those good times...
©forbidden_writer10 7 2
- ashish_rajput @forbidden_writer keep it up bro... ❤️
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forbidden_writer_rohan
@ashish_rajput sure bro I will❤️
Same to you... - ashish_rajput @forbidden_writer ❤️
- anindrita Nycly described
- forbidden_writer_rohan @anindrita thank you
ajaysai
157w
Read More#Mind #Yourself #Subconscious #Power #Plays #Mind #level #life #Experiences #Vigorously.... "I learned somenewthings with subconscious mind"������❤��Follow me on Instagram imaji23 ��.
"The power of subconscious mind"
"The power of subconscious mind plays with me vigorously to teach some greater level of life experiences"
©Ajaysai10 0
When I make love it won't be me, and if they hurt me I'll just close my eyes and sleep.
-Movie in my mind Miss saigon18 0
itswithin
164w
Sometimes we play with love ,
but when we realize
that we want to get serious ,
love
p
l
a
y
s
with us !!
©itswithin12 2
Never give your heart to the person,
Who only plays with it.
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magicalmystery
175w
Ringleader and I
He loves the magic,
I love the plays;
He pulls gizzards from guinea pigs,
While I quote Shakespeare in the rain.
The skies are lit with fire
From the marvels that he spins;
Everyone cheers and clap their hands--
Then hush violently as I start to sing*
* Erase the g for a whole new meaning~
©magicalmystery13 1
blacktalker
175w
IMAGINE IF WE RELIVE MEMORIES BY THE NUMBERS OF BREATH TAKEN DURING THOSE PRECIOUS MOMENTS
MAYBE THEN THEY WOULD LAST A BIT LONGER BEFORE THEY FADE AWAY IN THE RUSHING WINDS OF TIMES
©blacktalker12 0 1
What scares you?
Silence, that eats up the complete house during a funeral. Silence, that breaks your heart when no one speaks for you.
Silence, that lasts for ever when your love fails, that silence while saying you are helpless. Silence is not peace
instead it can be dangerous.
©dhanush_acharya6 0
gooofy
186w
Only you
My mind is a broken record
At night in dreams
And
During the day in thoughts
It only plays
You
©preshitaaa7 4 2
- stars_and_me Wow so beautiful and bg is really amazing ...
- gooofy @stars_and_me thnxx
- thenaturepoetess Simple yet beautifully conveyed!
- gooofy @lucid_thoughts ❤
yellowroses
196w
A writer
With a pen at hand
And whispers in my ears
A journey begins
To a far away land
These people intangible
To all but I
Who makes their stories known
The pen writes a name
And in turn a brain
And the character straight after
Then it's brought alive
By others just like I
And my characters are now seen by all
Their words are portrayed
Their thoughts exist on stage
And finally my world is alive
©trees_are_life
