Miraquill
Born
Quiet enough to hear the pin drop
Silent within, so completely still
For but a moment everythings at stop
No thoughts, no desires, just the will
To enjoy the pauses as much as the race
Laugh so loud you're blue in the face
Cry so hard the valleys run dry
Shine so brightly, you belong in the sky
Scribe on the moon, write me a song
Sing to the stars, of the place i belong
This crowded, lonely, dichotomous wonder
Cosmic fluke or evolutionary blunder
As we stumble, leap, push and shove
Borne to hate yet born from love....
©abhayrao
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abhayrao
3w
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luizsyphre
5w
Read More#day #quotestoliveby #sunsets #sunsetlovers #sunsetphotography #sunset_pics #sunsetlover #sunsetporn #sunset_madness #all_sunsets #sunset_vision #sunrise_sunset_photogroup Poetry
#urdupoetry #poems #poemasescritos #poetrylover #poetryislove #poetrynight #poemofig #poemsindia #poemlover #poetrywriter #poemasenespañol #poetryprompts #poetryisntdead #poetrycollection #poetry #poetryloving #poetryworld #letrasenversos #poemscommunity #poetsinautumn #poemasdelalma #poem #poetrycorner #words #poemsdaily #poetrylove #poemasdeamor #poetrycommunityofinstagram #poemporn #poetryofthedaymy worst day with you
was always a better day
than my best day without you
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abhayrao
6w
Reappear
Something distant on which i fixated
Unknown, familiar, a bit too pixelated
Like the shadow missed within a dream
The thirsty drawn towards the stream
Mycelium connections we barely fathom
Mystical relics nor by design nor random
Tethered only by the limits of our mind
Believe can free yet beliefs do blind
Winding roads connecting places so near
Just for a moment, i made you reappear...
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abhayrao
6w
Viewing glass
I would like to be a viewing glass
A window showing a glimpse of the past
The truth of matters never debated
The side of the story history negated
Sacrosanct notions based on faith
No signs of God ever spreading hate
No stories of God's who took offence
Defending their beliefs against all else
No words of wisdom about forms in heaven
No applications to fill about your religion
Surreal seeing no God's urging violence
Spiritual beings speaking even in silence
From eras past before ice ages and lore
I would like to show you only truth, no more...
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hamallaxmi
6w
Read MoreDay 5
.
//A walk to remember//
.
Back in 2016 you
invited me to
Your world where
you have been an
Integral part
the heat of terai region
was unbearable
You tell me to take
one step at a time
Holding your hand
I try to explore the hidden valleys, Pagodas, Lakes,
temples and sancturies
Just to know the
importance of the place
Which was imprinted
from decades together
I don't exactly
remember the kind of
Love and warmth
i had been feeling
Within me
Glaring at the
mesmerizing beauty
Of a lotus pond
and the beautiful stupas
Making a peaceful prayer
Secretly making a
wish on a prayer wheel
Clicking the pictures
Breath-taking interiors
and white beauty of Thai Monestary
And deep understanding of
Traditional logic and ancient history
Behind the Eternal Peace Flames
But peace was gauranteed.
.
.
.
#napowrimoindia #napowrimo #napowrimo2022 #napowrimoxnidhscraps #napowrimo #letsescapril #escapril #walk #remember #nofilter #sohyderabad #whatsuphyderabad #thingstodoinhyderabad #poetry #poetrycommunity #poemsofig #poemsheals #poemislife #poemsporn #poemsindia #poemsbyme #poetsofinstagram #queernapowrimo2022Glaring at the
mesmerizing beauty
Of a lotus pond
and the beautiful stupas
Making a peaceful prayer
Secretly making a
wish on a prayer wheel
Clicking the pictures
Breath-taking interiors
and white beauty of Thai Monestary
And deep understanding of
Traditional logic and ancient history
Behind the Eternal Peace Flames
But peace was gauranteed.
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abhayrao
7w
Goodbye
The brightest light grows so dim,
What happens when the sun begins to die?
It does not go gently into the night, blazing super nova oh so bright, the planets aligned and Mar's did cry, to our favourite star we bid goodbye....
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abhayrao
7w
3 wise men
Scar lines and tattoos, symbols of hope
Wounds to treasure, or just a way to cope
Stars that point, to patterns in the sand
Lines on the horizon, broken by land
Anchored by fate or free to float
Tides carry melodies, tunes and a dime
Atlantis's beacons beckon, lost to time
Brave explorers with a thirst for more
Mad hatters that can, follow the lore
Perceive where dreams and reality meet
Digital clues to graffiti by the street
Follow the lights leading to destiny
3 wise men and the map they didn't see...
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abhayrao
7w
Toxic balm
Estatic moments when words fall short
A wild fortress without a fort
Sharp as the jagged rocky terrain
Hidden pathways full of love and pain
Noiseless waterfall, oh so gentle
Forces stronger than the force of will
A paradigm within a dimension of dreams
A concious dip into subconscious streams
Today, tomorrow and never again
Toxic balm so sanely insane
Giving into destiny for a moment or two
Our small world and all that was true...
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abhayrao
8w
I was
I was but a shadow, taking various forms
Fleeting specks so misinformed
Blinded by lights, the truth receded
Silenced by noise, the vile succeeded
Hope hid in the shadows, political refugee
Invading this realm so familiar to me
I was but a tune, in a symphony so vast
A vibe, a frequency, the future and the past
A feeling buried, visited but forgotten
A rhythm transcending mortal sin
I was but a moment in time and space
Carbon mouldings blessed with grace
Judged so harshly by ourselves at the end
I was but a prayer, the one you didn't send..
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abhayrao
8w
Oblivion wins
When great souls die, the fields turn white, dotted with Cherokee roses
The sky turns grey, as the heavens weep,
betrayed in small doses
Hatred masked by a noble cause
The peace we seek, once more on pause
How dare this mortal elevate
Try and ask us not to hate,
Strengthen our bonds not just tolerate
Freedom, a bullet, disguised as hope
Taking a life, but not the soul
Creating a carcass, birthing a fire
Another star dies, they never retire
And universes awaken from the ashes
Vengeful black holes with life clashes
When great souls die eating our sins
Humanity is poorer, oblivion wins....
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abhayrao
13w
Sinking
Slowly sinking from the head to the heart, so light, so heavy, goodbye my love....
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abhayrao
16w
Quantum realms
Pulled into the vortex, down the rabbit hole
Up the tornado, once more into the fold
No place familiar, yet oddly at ease
Immersed in a world, beyond boundaries
Unseen versions of people I've known
Different realities like branches have grown
A glimpse into those lives not lived
Hopes and dreams and choices we remiss
Fleeting visitor to the land of plenty
Touch of perfection, just out of reach
Mysterious borders too hard to see
Sinister plotters guarding the breach
Possibilities beckon via hidden roads
Adventures, spaceships and hidden swords
The lava floors, the magic carpet rides
The bullet proof blanket that securely hides
Ghosts in the dark and toys that protect
Smallest of wonders we are yet to detect
Quantum realms within a child's mind
Something untouched like memories remind
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abhayrao
17w
Piece of his soul
Urgency more like a need than thrill
It was desire as much as a vision
Bringing to life an idea of freedom
Something you feel so deep within
A reflection of swarming colours erupt
Path breaker trying so hard to disrupt
To please the beholder without conforming
Transporting our senses without informing
Neuron pathways like rivers undiscovered
This canvas a spark to future endeavours
Each brush stroke another layer refined
Dissolving the boundaries we thought predefined
Painting my scars and hopes and dreams
Human triumph and anguished screams
Hues of tomorrow, shades of yesterday
Holding you in the moment, making you stay
Turning that lingering gaze into passion
Inspiring awe as well as compassion
A painter that signs with a piece of his soul
Art is my medium, not the final goal...
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abhayrao
17w
Two hearts
Stitched upon the lines of fate
Scarred, but whole yet again
Broken, unbroken in mysterious ways
Such strength in frailty, spirited displays
Flawless, like a steady rhythm
Untouched, unscathed, never quite still
As free as a masterpiece in a museum
Pristine, perfect, beautiful virgin
Art a reflection of the reality we've made
Two hearts showing us the truths of today
Honest, brutal, inspired and real
Almost too good, our photoshopped world
The two hearts are parts of the same whole
The inside, the outside and the truths untold
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abhayrao
25w
Crutch
The only thing harder than loving you was not
Not feeling those feelings I had all but forgot
Embracing bubble and stomach in a knot
Nostalgia stirring the buried crutch....
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abhayrao
25w
Quiet
The loudest sound you never heard
A breaking heart, an unsaid word
Anger clenched in a fist
Eyes that can't hide the mist
A workers pursed lips before a boss
The silent prayer before a toss
The depth within a hungry child
Caged animals dreaming of the wild
The clumsy make up loving mothers smile
The bruises screaming deep inside
The bullied boys with symptoms fake
Trauma so real they needed a break
The earnest politicians humble lies
The unbiased news with no obvious ties
Well wishers cursing beneath their breath
One last battle, life or death
Silent screams too hard to contain
Quiet can be pretty, but mostly it's pain...
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- chrissceiver Lovely quiet poem
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tingesofhysteria
32w
Read MoreNote - I
they will come to you
in their fake-friend uniform
and you'll see them for what they are
their eyes will smell like morsels of imminent betrayal
and their perfect faces will echo " fair-weather friends"
but you'll be so hurt-worn , so deprived of love ,
you'll let them in
you'll somehow convince yourself into believing their kindness is generosity but yours an obligation
you'll somehow deceive your heart into believing they'll stay after the night falls
but before you know it
they'll be gone like a most that leaves no trace as to how it left after convincing you it would stay
only a mist fades completely into oblivion
but the false hope they show you stay behind to taunt you after the party
Note - II
running away from who are is hard
but running to who you want to be is even harder
they will bring in their make-shift moral policies and scriptures to prove you impure
(spoiler alert - they will succeed)
Note - III
never gift your heart to someone you know will never gift you theirs
and by accident if you do
you will never love again
you will lose the art of loving and
your heart will forget how to beat the moment you part ways with him
coz no one will look like him
smell like him
have his gaze or his scent
no will have his voice
his name will burn like a fire but you'll him in your scalded palms untill even the ashes are a past
in another country people will die and people will kill for love
but you'll be running crusades against love on valentine's day
so darling lock the door
Note IV
you will holler in the night when your mother's taunts dissolve into tears
her sobs will be barrels of guns
but you're already a terrorist
-- //notes //
#love#poemsindia#poetrycommunity #poetsofmiraquill #writersofmiraquill#writersofmiraquill @writersnetwork©tingesofhysteria
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tingesofhysteria
35w
Read MoreI was 7 when my teacher painted my cheeks red and they swelled like upheavals of red mud fresh from tectonic movements
that day I came home feeling sullied and empty like the gift I never received
ma asked me what had happened ?
why tears had drawn a map on my face ?
I didn't let her read the map
Hid it behind the drape of "I'm okay"
the teacher told me I was an abomination
well I can't say she was wrong because I did strangle the last bits of myself and left my bleached body for the vultures to dine on on a platter of my bones
even they laughed at my clownish face fringed with laughs from the previous year --
they sprinkled trauma on me ,
and it burnt through my flesh like sulphuric acid
so I dug out a hole on earth where flames meet fumes to sear your skin
where laughing is forbidden
I screamed into the hole and unnerved hell
they asked me what ?
I said ",nothing "
silence became my mask
and my mask my identity
now every hell I walk into looks like my classroom
every love letter looks like a threat
every call is from the devil
so I stopped answering my phone
every tune is off-key
so I stopped singing
every aisle leads to myself
so I stopped walking
every palm I feel on my cheeks feels menacing like my teacher's
my cheeks are eveready for red
my blood is preparing to drown me
my blood is a mirror of that building
and there's a lump of flesh squirming in pain
but the pulchritude in pain is insane
because this pain is brazen
broken
barren
battered
bruised
every bell rings like a chorus of laughter
every petal is writhing like my heart
every rose smells faint like my fate
and now every smile sneers at me
// Pulchritude in pain//
#poemsindia#poetsofmeraquill#poet#poetryofmeraquill#poetrycommunity#writerscommunity #writersofmeraquill @writersnetwork @miraquill©tingesofhysteria
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- disha_writes You have a great writing style.. your writeups are very engaging and have a unique quality... amazing work.. kudos to you!
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abhayrao
36w
Tragic traditions
Viscous limbo, can't break free
Moving stillness, you can almost see
Unfreezing so slowly, listless lovers
Cut off mid sentence, silence hovers
An endless night descending so slow
From the fringes, did the darkness grow
Creeping into those frozen hearts
Extreme views to central parts
Standing out is the tradition we leave
Just be loud, no matter what you believe
Scream and shout, accuse without doubt
Divide, distract and all decency flout
Not modesty, humanity, not laws, the spirit
No agency left with a shroud of grit
A legacy where the truth ceased to matter
When facts gave way to words that flatter
The art of manipulation, dangerous days
Tragic traditions paving the ways
New world order, tolerance just lost
Traditions we leave and the future it cost
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tingesofhysteria
36w
Read MoreRoads are empty
We'll fill them up
with the symphony of our silence
and sometimes
with the songs of our arguments
with fights over who will do the cleaning this weekend
or who will do the dishes after relishing a dinner of paneer butter masala and naan or who will do this week's laundry
we will fill it with our giggles
My hut from when I was a child is dilapidated
Promise me you will help me rehabilitate it and make it into our dream castle
we will paint it turquoise with a little less blue
the floor will be linoleum
and on the walls we will hang those hideous snapshots we took of eachother to imprison our moments
My back is aching from caring a history of archived grief , grief sidelined to be felt later
please let your love be my balm
and I swear mine will be yours
The cupboard is a mess
let's un-mess it
my clothes will be on the left and the yours on the right and we will get a new cupboard if need be
we will get an ornate one with inbuilt hangers
My bookshelf burnt
into ashes but
you have the power of resurgence
Clothes are in tatters but you know how to weave and I know how to stitch
Please tell me you will weave for me
And I'll stitch your tatters into something high fashion and amicable like your smile
// Empty roads//
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