Miraquill
Old Men
Remember when
Old Men were wise?
Now they tremble and shake
Stutter and postulate
They squint to hide
A liar's gaze
As they glare through
Smoke bombed pages.
The books of our lives
Are burning
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
The acrid scent lingers
As the very pulse of us
Slows under the stranglehold
Of death.
Old Men
Used to sit on porches
Looking out over the fields
That nourished us.
They would rock in the gentle
Comfort of well earned
Rocking chair thrones.
And as the wood porches
Splintered around them
Paint peeled-
Revealing decades of bright rainbow colors
chosen by the thoughtful bright eyes, of a loving wife.
She once shucked peas
A repeaticious monotony
Of vibrant green
Tiny round vegetables
Spun into an old wooden bowl.
He hands smelling of garlic
From meals lovingly prepared
For hardworking sons
In the fields with their father.
Rising with the rooster and
The yellow sun, later.
His display; a sheen of red and green, his sound a boisterous
Crow of waking hour.
And sons become old men too.
Picking what lessons to take with them into the world.
What will serve them and their families?
Remember when old men were wise? Instead of weighed down by imaginary lines
Scrawled on imaginary maps
And lapels full of heavy colored
Markers of the death tolls they caused or became.
Those men play a game so sinister, that you and I can perish
In the blink of eyes that cannot know what is to come.
These men are not wise.
They have forgotten their sons, their daughters and their wives.
They have forgotten the measuring board in the doorway as their children grew up, the pencil long since faded of how tall each year would make their children. They've forgotten the feeling of their children's silky hair as they held them still there, marking above their heads. They've forgotten that angelic baby smell of their kids still nursing. They've forgotten how it felt to fall in love. Such an antiquated thing to remember, with butterflies and the hot rush of blood to cheeks.
They have forgotten the passion of skin on skin when the world fades away around two, and only they exist.
And these generals, these oligarchs, these presidents and puppets, these placeholders and people movers and destroyers of time...they draw on maps, where they want. What do they feel they deserve?
You, me, our family?
Why?
Their entitlement is terrifying.
Remember once when old men were wise? Telling stories of horrible wars with shaking fingerless hands. With wide eyes still seeing the past? And warning us not to follow their examples?
I remember.
©mmbftd
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mmbftd
22w
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harithareddy
102w
Borning as a girl is sin to us.......
Everything is blamed on us when something happens to someone/somewhere
Girls do everything best to see their parents happy .....but never be equally treated as son's....
If family treats girls & boys equally society blames ..... & Girls realise that they r not really equal to boys in some situations
Everything is Changing in the world but not the people in society10 0 1
simplescripter
113w
Read More#fathers #fatherhood #dad #family #father #dads #love #fathersday #dadlife #fatherandson #parenting #daddy #mothers #parenthood #fatheranddaughter #fatherson #fatherdaughter #parents #fatherslove #familytime #kids #children #sons #men #fatherlife #daddysgirl #blackfathers #fatherdaughtertime #momlife #bhfyp
Papa
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whatjessithinks
114w
Read MoreYou ask her for her nude pictures and she declines. "No, I would never do any such thing," she says.
You proceed to convince her that all the other girls are doing it and it's cool.
She reaffirms what she'd said. "No. I'm not like the other girls."
You continue trying to persuade her, telling her she'll love it, telling her she'll enjoy it, telling her you'd never share it, telling her you love her or her body.
She says she doesn't feel comfortable doing it.
You hold the key to making her do anything you want because you know her secret. Blackmail her into doing it. "I'll tell everyone your secret if you don't."
Or you just keep asking incessantly hoping that one day she'll get tired of you and send them or thinking you can try to convince her that it's normal.
YOU'RE CAPABLE OF RAPE!!!
RESPECT HER DECISION.
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Am I right or...?
©whatjessithinks8 2
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seraphic_pristine
Oh that's too touchy
Such a bitter reality we have in this world..
People with lots of faces - whatjessithinks Thank you for replying @seraphic_pristine it's sad, really but it needs to be said.
james_taumas
122w
Warriors
Fog of war
Ghosts gathering
Peace and silence
Battleground serenity
Carnage holds its breath
Warriors meditate
Preparing mind and body
Praying to gods
Sky painted in blood
Trumpets and horns wail
Sons and daughters fall.
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medic007
136w
Scion of Ultor, Mars
I am one with the warrior inside
My dominance cannot be denied
Once I was brought lo
My blood smearing the whitest snow
And as I heard the snow cackle and crackle
I let loose my shackles
Becoming one with the fire inside
Recognizing my darker side
Seeing through their lies
Divining demise
The Sable shade mixing with the light in my soul
As something new grabbed hold
Hear my song
Hear my right and my wrong
All those who have been crushed
Trampled into the dust
Wallow no longer
Take my hand and become stronger
No longer take their blows
For every man from defeat hath rose
Has grown their thorns
Show them your scorn
An Edelweiss
atop the unforgiving height
Above their Pettiness and spite
Held forever in the loving arms of night
Look up to the curtain of stars
Beloved son of mars
Take Ultor's spear
Make peace with me here
Come reckon with your soul
Who do u want to be when you grow old
Shall you stay in the dirt or challenge the sun
The shadows of fire in your eyes tells me I have already won
Feel purpose bringing power
No longer wallow in your dower
But Rise and make thyself a new rendition
Embrace your ambition
Become all of thee
Embrace your own majesty
For ONCE in your life know pride
Refuse to be denied
Hear thy soul howl
At the fates foul
Become the predator no longer the prey
An all consuming fire in the fray
dire Wolves, dread wolves on the hunt
Sons of Mars storming all fronts
As loves labors are WON
No longer shall you "patiently wait"
But charge towards the rising sun
In spite of all their hate
Sing retribution, restitution, RESOLUTION
REVOLUTION
as we stand atop the mountains of man
Defying times sifting sand
Broken ones
Reborn as sons, of a blood red sun
Never to be undone
Sons of Mars
Breakers of all chains, all bars
Set up your spears
For all the years I have loved you here
And I shall give you an empire
For your eyes an eternal beacon, a pyre
On which the sun never falls
And where the only darkness that may grace these halls
Is restful sleep
Comforting and deep
That holds you graciously
And you will not need to see
For you will already know
My voice that will help you sow
Blessed peace
Where all your pain shall cease
All you must do is stand
Act like a man and demand
Your birthright your place
refusing your sickly state
And This pathetic form
In which I find you, that deserves only scorn, shall be washed away in the storm
Giving birth to my, each and every son, and like an arrow shot true
Will show you the heart of you
Noble and true,
The Edelweiss, untouched even by the morning dew
Such is its power
As master of its will and way, it's every hour
For each shall only know pain as the blood left by lesser men upon its petals
A strange form of dew which settles
So beautifully on its trappings
Upon it's wrappings
That it has ever since
Dressed itself up in red
To warn the quick and the dead
That it is one with the warrior inside
Lethal grace which cannot be denied
Dancing where it was once brought lo
And beginning to sow
Atop it's darkest day
A Garden for all its children to stay
So are my glorious sons of mars
Whose petals reach for the stars
And beneath their shade
A small piece of paradise is made
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SERIOUSLY IS THIS MARRIAGE???
Marriage,I guess this is the most beautiful bond because it brings two people two families together as one.But...but...but guys this is just a climax of the movie that starts well and ends with a hopeless disgusting story!
So the story begings here.....
Family starts finding groom for their daughter.
Two unknown families meet each other to build a new relation by marrying their children's with each other.If both the families agree the marriage gets fixed I repeat when both the "families agree" not both of them who are completely unknown and don't even have idea about each other's life, likes, dislikes,dreams etc and this is called marriage like really!!!
Yeah,you might be thinking this doesn't happens but let me tell you this happens in most of the arrange marriages & neither the families nor the couples take initiative to know each other but why I don't understand,maybe it happens to some extent because the couples wish to carry their life by their parents decisions or maybe afraid to speak up or face the consequences if they keep their words infront of their family.
Well the interesting part of this marriage begins now.....
Functions are planned and one of the so called well named function to take dowry in the name of rituals is "Tilak"
which includes lakhs of amount and numerous gifts in the name of marrying a girl.
And seriously the way this amount (Tilak)is decided;classifying in different categories is fantastically shamelessMmmm..let me expln you two of the main categories;
Category 1:If the groom is fair in complexion and the bride is lil dark in her complexion the amount(Tilak)asked is "bhai saheb 10lakh bs...bki ap Jo dena chahy apni beti ko"
Category 2: If the groom is perfectly alright and the bride is physically handicapped in some or the other way here they would say "Arey bhai saheb bs 20lakh nagad aur ek soney ka chain"
Let me tell you people there are many more categories if you will look from the point of groom's family.
We think dowry has deteriorated from this society but no it has actually taken a new name and continuing it's existence and it's such a shame that even in today's generation families are following this tradition of dowry in the name of Tilak.Even some of the groom or both the bride and groom who are well educated and don't deny this Tilak.
And literally just shame on them,shame on the grooms family who didn't even made their son's learn to raise their voice against this evil,shame on the education that both the bride and groom have gained, shame on the parents of the bride who are ready to pay any amount for their daughter's marriage (You may call it concern & love of a daughter's father but I call it blind love that is not all appreciable)Shame on such marriages that involves Tilak.
It's just not atall what marriage means!
It's just a deal,an auctioning, a realtion that stands on the base of money instead of love,trust, feelings,loyalty, and priorities.
Hell to do with such marriage!!!!!
©stutiprerna15 0 1
jenny_kink
140w
The SADDEST, yet most satisfying, fact in life is that we raise our children to be so independent that they will one day leave us ....
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cobydaniels
144w
Telephone Conversation
This is a one-sided phone conversation but at the tone,
Please leave a reply;
Hi Daddy,
This is your son’s voice sounding mechanical over your fax machine
I know without missing a beat
That you have to be at work
but is thirty minutes too much to ask for?
I have grown up learning to abide by principles
Especially one from scripture that says:
Obey thine Ma and Pa
Yes,
Because I want to have grand-children before I lay down to sleep
I sometimes wonder what goes on
On your side of our existence
Do you feel the elements, the way I do?
You say I love you son but my brain processes it,
With a twist!
The last time we met,
Did you realise I am an attestation of your spitting image?
So if you ever want a decoy, I’m your double
Please just dont spit so many promises to swell my head
Because I can’t afford to lose it
I wonder if you would have wanted to share any moment with me
Will there ever be a chance to see you behind my steering wheel?
I want to come of age with your counsel burned into my footprints
To keep me on the right path so I shall not tresspass
I want to know your mistakes and never repeat them
I want to draw strength from your worthy examples
I want to wake to the cock-crow with you under one roof
I want to ask you questions
With deep rooted answers
Who are you and where are you from?
What do you want out of this life?
How did I get to be here?
By accident or according to plan?
Why did we never play ball together?
Have you been so busy all your life?
I have a dream but I’m afraid they may be right
Those people that say you dont care about my dreams
But you haunt my dreams, a silent vision
So I spend sleepless nights reviewing things we could do between us
And when morning comes, I just hope nobody notices the strained look in my eyes
I anticipate hearing you talk about memories
Of boyhood days and growing up
And of wooing or falling in love
I cannot remember clearly the images of your going away
But the truth remains, that beneath the grudgingly murmured ‘How are you?’
There lies a deeply rooted ‘I miss you’
I would give anything to be telepathic
Just so I could read your mind
I would love to hear you talk of dreams you had
On your way to your mother’s farm
Did you like to blank out in a corner like I do sometimes?
I see grey haired Sirs on an evening walk with sons
And all I think is,
Damn!
This could be me at thirty and you on a pension
I miss the birthday post cards with cartoon characters
And that familiar scrawl,
Your name
The R with the loop that always caught my attention
I take a trip down memory lane once in a blue moon
To see my six year old self in the sofa with you
Talking about future careers I wanted to try out
But when you left,
I stopped day dreaming
Rescheduling so I could dream at night
And bring it to fruition in day light
I want to know about family traditions you would want me to keep
About those taboos you would advise me not to break
What of the fears?
Your worst nightmare?
Time runs out for those who wish when they grow old,
To sit in the warmth of family circles
I want to be by your bedside when you’re ready to go
Not to read you bedtime stories
But to hear you tell me life stories
Before then,
I want to believe there will be time
To share a few bottles of beer
While we catch up on the lost years between us
There is so much more left unsaid
But you and I know,
There is no luxury of time
I wait to hear your voice over the line as soon as possible
Please call back,
At the click of the line.
©cobydaniels22 0 1
CHILDHOOD
Carefully raise your child,
be cautious when they are near.
For their identify can turnout weary or wild,
based on what they see and hear.
We are all products of our upbringing,
the result of other peoples' action.
So how we are thinking and feeling,
Is the consequence of a past reaction.
Give your child love, approval and praise,
For they are the future of the world.
A beautiful gift to raise.
©mariga 201910 3
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Little hearts she raised
Now men of strength and honor
By her bed they praise
©shessorrowmanic12 0 1
Pop lock and drop
Free Bird. caged Bird. Raged Bird. Maged Bird. Magicially staged Bird. Brrrr paged Bird. Rest east tonight. Assured BirD. IR. And we both need CBD for our Dopey Head. IG. Insta Fam. Ily. God Dam. My name is your life matters. Quit killing yourself. It's not in God's Plan.
©rwc_ro5 0
The Ride
He makes little motor sounds as he rolls his cars on the floor
He never gets tired of playing with those and always asks for more
Hours of tireless fun spent spinning the wheels for miles
Hours of time I've spent with him and thousands of happy smiles
Those moments turn to memories and the car is now full size
And the joy it brings with the rpm's is obvious in his big green eyes
Little boys and their toys are just the same when they're grown
Their expressions remain the same, but now they come with a loan
He asks me if I want to ride, I wouldn't miss it for the world
I thank the Lord every day I'm still his favorite girl
As we pull off, he starts to grin, the engine revs so loud
I watch his every move, and he makes his mama proud
From toys in the floor to a real car door, we take these moments in stride
But wherever you go, and whatever you do my son, always enjoy the ride❤
©krysiiree13 2 2
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aravinthbalakrishna
168w
ഹാവൂ.... ഇനി കുറച്ചു മനസാമാധനത്തോടെ ജീവിക്കാം... തള്ള മരിച്ചു..
ഇനി ഓർമ്മകൾ ആയിട്ട് ഉള്ള ആ കീറി യാ പായയും... ആ പ്ലേറ്റ് ഉം ഒന്ന് കളഞ്ഞേക്കണം.... എന്നാലേ ഓർമകൾ നശിക്കു.....!!!!
സ്വന്തം മകൻ ഓടി ചെന്ന് അത് എടുക്കുന്നത് കണ്ട അച്ഛൻ ഒരു ഞെട്ടലോടെ.... എന്തിനാ മോനെ ആ തള്ള ടെ പായയും, പ്ലേറ്റ് ഉം.....
അച്ഛാ... ഇനി ജീവിതത്തിൽ അമ്മയ്ക്കും അച്ഛനും ഇത് ആവശ്യം വരില്ലേ അതാ..... !!!
കുഞ്ഞു പല്ല് കാട്ടി ചിരിച്ചു കൊണ്ടു അവൻ മറുപടി പറഞ്ഞു... !
ഒരു ഞെട്ടലോടെ... അമ്മയും അച്ഛനും തല താഴ്ത്തി....... തന്നെ താനെ ചെയ്തു പോയ തെറ്റ്കൾ ഓർത്തു....
©aravinthbalakrishna36 9 2
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erics_girl
172w
Read More#writers #written #poetry #writing #quotes #life #passion #sharing #artist #gifted #talent #readers #reading #readwriteunite #mirakee
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#Grandparents #Love #Moms #Mothers #Siblings #Sons #auntsanduncles #California #Montana #Wahington #HawaiiA Mothers Love..
A Mother's Love,
Is Freely given. .
A Mother's Love,
Is strong & driven. .
A Mother's Love,
Is Gentle, forgiving. .
A Mother's Love,
Is caring & kind
A Mothers Love
Is Unconditional,
& Enduring,
A Mothers Love
Is comforting and
Reassuring
A Mothers Love
Is Endlessly Giving.
A Mother's Love for
Her Children,
Is Her God given
Purpose for Living!
Only One Love Is Stronger..
Thats The Love of The
Almighty Father!
Thank You Dear Heavenly
Father, for Blessing our
Lives with A Mother!
-LMeheula
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erics_girl
172w
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#Grandparents #Love #Moms #Mothers #Siblings #Sons #auntsanduncles #California #Montana #Wahington #HawaiiBlessings..
So your day wasn't as great,
as you hoped it would be..
Even if the whole day long,
everything kept going wrong,
Think how much worse
Everything could be
Hang in and be strong
there are blessings
beyond what You see.
Don't dwell on how bad
the day was, imagine how
great tomorrow will be,
Don't see it as something
that happened to you,
look at it as 1 more day
you lived through & Be
thankful because.. Additude
is Everything, guaranteed
the same vibes will attatch to
the energy you're sending & it
Always comes right back to you!
©kingdom_servant16 0 1
erics_girl
172w
Read More#writers #written #poetry #writing #quotes #life #passion #sharing #artist #gifted #talent #readers #reading #readwriteunite #mirakee
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#inspired #pod @readwriteunite @mirakee @writersnetwork#Amazing #adorable #blessed #beautiful #babies #brothers #Creator #Dads #daughters #Father #Family #Friends #Grateful #Grandkids
#Grandparents #Love #Moms #Mothers #Siblings #Sons #auntsanduncles #California #Montana #Wahington #Hawaii #flat #earth #earthdayEarthday...
No NOT mother earth..
FATHER GOD
ALMIGHTY12 0 1
erics_girl
172w
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SONS and SLAVES
There are sons and there are slaves
Sons of freedom, slaves of bondage
Born of boldness, made of fear
Sons of high-spirit, slaves of despair
Sons by right, slaves to privileges
Sons of glory, slaves to criticism
There are sons and there are slaves
Where do you belong?
©drunkinspirit
