284 posts
  • suryalogy 2w

    Love and Sympathy

    Gazing at my stars, I took a walk in the midst of darkness. Nights that were disgustingly painful and reflective of then, when I had everything and nothing at the same time. I was weaving a story of love and pity, where you were the thread of my tale. We built trust, conversations, dreams, stories and our never made home. 


    We shared secrets, we might never share again, we knew things that none might ever know, not even our souls accepted them. We were closer to each other, maybe more than we were to ourselves. We were not perfect, but I accepted us in that imperfection, but maybe I never convinced you of the same. Maybe my confidence in us was more than we deserved. We both know the rest of the story where I was the antagonist in yours and you are the thread of all my stories still. Even today, all my conversations have you in them, the dramas, and beauty of having you maybe for a while, but I had the star in my back pocket.


    I don't cry foul, I never did, even though you stripped my identity to strangers for love and sympathy. Love and sympathy we built but maybe it wasn't enough to make you stay, to keep our pain and secrets in the chest. We tried, tried to make a home perfect for our story, perfect where we could build conversations out of the blue. But nothing exists anymore, neither the weaver nor the thread . 


    I don't blame you. Our story never had a chance, not in millions, because you were way too perfect for the chaos in me, because I wasn't perfect for the person who was more than perfect for imperfect love and sympathy.

    Maybe. Do you understand?


  • seraiah_smiles 8w

    Empathy is more spiritual

    Sympathy is more psychological

  • kp_singh 12w

    इस दिल ने जिसे हमदर्द समझा था,
    हां वही शख़्स इस दिल को दर्द से भर गया!
    This heart whom it had considered a sympathizer,
    Yes, the same person filled this heart with pain! -Kps©2022

    #kpsshayari #kpspoetry #kpsquotes #pain #sympathy #heartless #lovestory

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    इस दिल ने जिसे हमदर्द समझा था,
    हां वही शख़्स इस दिल को दर्द से भर गया!
    This heart whom it had considered a sympathizer,
    Yes, the same person filled this heart with pain!

  • ayazhafeez 21w

    If you want your life to treat you well
    Stop sympathizing yourself

  • wordsoftheetwilight 21w

    I want to be cherished
    I want to be loved
    I want to escape the darkness
    That's shadowing myself in lonesomeness
    I want to learn to accept
    I want to learn to let go off things.
    But most importantly I want to be loved like I never was loved before.
    May be by myself first.


  • annamnoga 24w

    Sympathy, Queen, Cave.

    Sympathetic a woman feels when someone loves her,
    Angry she feels when someone does not treat her well,
    Every woman deserves to feel like a queen,
    Every woman deserves to escape her cave of sadness and feel love, sympathy.
    Sympathetic a woman is out of her cave feeling like a queen.

  • kingdomdelight 24w

    #sympathy / queen/ cave
    #3 Word challenge

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    No sympathy nor empathy
    No telepathy for a so called "worldly queen ur king", a lover of money
    Trapped in a worldly cave of self made sparkle and glitter
    Deceitful eyes has become their dollar-bill-Tombstones
    How do such foolish wordly queens ur kings, rolls in playing "hangman" for fun?
    For a nikkle and a dime, ungrateful they grow daily into fools not having enough ...
    Without any remorse, they "hang" their own "free will" and "sell" their souls
    for an "one way eternity ticket" to hell


    1 Timothy 6:10
    King James Version
    10 For the love of money is the root of all evil: which while some coveted after,
    they have erred from the faith, and pierced themselves through with many sorrows

  • ajayamitabh7 27w

    #Parenting #Child #Personality #Opinion #Sympathy #Kidspoetry #Poetry #Care

    A boy is just like a mirror, who mirrors the notion of all feeded in him about him.

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    What you put to boy, A Rise or fall?

    If you raise him with affection and love, 
    He Wins the all and Rises above. 
    And If you scold him with hatred, dislike, 
    Defeated one he is a looser belike. 

    He is tormented, annoyed,  in grief, 
    Heartbroken, in misery, No passion, No lief.
    But blossoms in desert and rough terrain, 
    and care sympathy sets free him from pain. 

    He can crush hurdle with his fist and bust,  
    But beforehand your trust  in him must. 
    If you place reliance on action, his deed, 
    Then for him Nothing impossible indeed. 

    Since cruel  words  ignited  with roar, 
    Makes his heart numb, frozen and soar. 
    If he  is in fear  and  you treat him well.  
    He gets stronger this I have to tell.

    Since boy and a mirror are truly  alike, 
    As Mirror reflects the image the light. 
    He  also gives back  the notion of all. 
    What you put to  boy, a  rise  or  fall? 

    Ajay Amitabh Suman: All Right Reserved

  • beensn 30w

    #mirakee #writersnetwork #disguised #sympathy #exhausted #enjoy
    Thank you so much WN for liking my post.

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    The educated,
    Most of them are unemployed or underemployed,
    Are facing slavery undercover or disguised.
    Have lots of boundaries to be crossed,
    Struggling to meet expectations, they are exhausted.
    The under/uneducated,
    Gain lot of sympathy and are easily excused,
    Taken as innocents and are trusted.
    Always live in present and less worried,
    Though not planned, life is better enjoyed.
    This is true in majority of the cases I found,
    Education is a boon or a bane, I am confused
    © beensN

  • mysteriousgirl3 33w

    It matters

    It matters when a person who used to talk to you daily is now not talking to you for a single minute❤️

  • dvvsnl 36w

    Stop saying to people what you are going through,
    They just show sympathy in front of you and crack jokes on you at your back
    No one gives you solution.

  • santria 40w

    Never show love in the name sympathy!
    It never last longer:‹

  • aadil_sadiq 40w

    Every living creation has feelings, your little effort of kindness has a great impact! #love #compassion #sympathy #humanity @writersnetwork @miraquill @mirakeeworld #pod

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    Be the symbol of love and compassion to all whosoever comes your way!

    Sufi Aadil Sadiq Qadri

  • vschauhan 46w

    Its the most basic , the most subtle ,
    The most encompassing feeling ;

    Its in the depth , towards the end ,
    The beginning of eternity ;

    Its the slide deepest , the most edged ,
    The most slowest ;
    Yet the path brightest , the only ,
    Yet tempest ;

    The happiest , the saddest , the most supreme , the richest ;

    In the growth , the crave , in passion ,
    the filler ;
    In the body of fives , in the lives , the lightest ,
    The heaviest , craziest , all passionate ;

    Towards coming , towards gone , towards livings , towards all ;

    Towards reality , in virtue ; to virtual , in blood ;
    The most peaceful in silence , the union of two souls ;

    The most beautiful it is , the most sore ;
    The biggest enigma , to some the ready lore ;

    It is the love , in the life of all !

  • puchka 47w

    Tonight if the moon doesn't rise
    I would have found a sympathiser
    on my side.

  • anupriyachauhan18 47w

    I thank each and every one of you for encouraging me through this journey to which I am an amateur@miraquill #Love #sonnet #sakeoflove #looks #sympathy #status

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    For the sake of Love

    "If thou must love me , let it be for nought
    Except for love's sake only " everytime I recall the Sonnet by Elizabeth Barrett Browning , I get reminded of the pure essence that love carries.
    Love is love when it is not guided by exterior characters like looks , status , sympathy , compromise, mere attraction . Love is meant to be only for the sake of it because each and every exterior character fades away with time and it is only Love that stays forever and ever.

    - Anupriya Chauhan

  • _flow_of_words_ 48w

    Deep Like Ocean..

    Your love was deep like the ocean, and I almost drowned, but maybe getting separated from each other saved me from dying in the ocean of love, which soon turned toxic. Maybe I call it toxic because I failed to love you back the way you did. Perhaps I am too late to realize that you loved me the way I was, or maybe you wanted to change me into something more perfect, but I thought of you as my rival who tried to change me into a person I wasn't. And I was wrong because I think you wanted me to love myself and be grateful for who I was. But I know I am too late to tell you that I am sorry for not giving you the love and time you deserved. Maybe I was the wrong person you fell for. Maybe you deserved much better than me, but sometimes when I think of it, I realize I too didn't deserve your shouting to such an extent that I became vulnerable. Maybe crying at 4 am after watching that movie when you went away from me proved everything. And I wasn't lying when I told you I too suffered the way you did, as I wanted to hold your hand and tell you that I was there for you. And you should have believed me that I wasn't giving you sympathy, but you chose to walk away, or should I say that I walked away because I failed to ask you why you were choosing to walk away? Yes, I failed, but you failed too. Blaming me may always hurt you just the way it's hurting me, and I am sorry for not trying to stay when we were back in each other's life because I was tired of trying to be an understanding person, and I wanted you to believe me instead of calling me a liar. I wasn't fake, but I was me. I was always yours in front of you, and I didn't lie. 

    I wish I could tell you someday that we both failed, and maybe we could clear everything by going to the place we planned of travelling to, the place of our lakeside discussion.

    _ Utkarsha Kalambe
    Dt. 24 June 2021 @23:19 hrs IST

  • drishty_das 53w

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @mirakeewriter @mirakeeworld @poetrybrain

    #she #pod #writerstolli #sacrifices #nothing #everything #love #shade #shield #sympathy #kind #toy #sorrows #used #notears #unedited

    The very first poem I wrote almost 7 years back. It was pleasant surprise to me back then. Posting it here unedited.

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    She (is/was)

    She cures with love, her love is medicine.
    She is a shield, she is the shade.
    She steps down to let him rise.
    She lives the pain in no noise.
    She is sacrifice.
    She is everything.

    She is sympathy with big heart.
    She is firm as a tall tower.
    She cries his tears, his worries she bears.
    Blank page is her character with not a drop of ink.
    She is kind.
    She is everything.

    she used to be his shadow.
    used and killed and thrown by him so often like a mere toy.
    She has cried all her tears for him.
    Now she is left with none of it.
    She is in pain.
    She was everything.

    Respect is now not her jewell.
    She lives in corner and dies in corner.
    She is engulfed in the darkness of his greed.
    She is sad but her sorrows are not his.
    She was love.
    She was everything.

    She is a play now, mere entertainment.
    A candle about to be blown.
    No one knows her, no one praises her.
    Her page torn in tiny bits.
    Her sacrifice isn't worth a penny.
    Her smile is a blue moon.
    She used to be everything but now


  • reghuwel_vg 53w

    They break your heart And start acting as VICTIM in front of The world to get Some sympathy

  • silent_scribblingss 57w

    Change The Unchangeable

    Racial segregation swells
    Societal opinions and sarcasm
    Destroying fair hopes
    Violence, Self-hatred,
    Depression and Suicide
    Are not just another tales to be told
    Women survivors should
    Be crowned as Warriors
    Society should stop
    Hastily gazing over accidents
    Marching down the road
    Is not a voice on sympathy
    Is an alarm to the ignoring clad
    Frightening, how little the society
    Understands.. let the voices be heard
    Change the unchangeable
    Else, society is responsible for
    It’s own destruction!