#uralivec

22 posts
  • bonitasarahbabu 6w

    #uralivec #ceesreposts

    He's gone and she's left behind,
    He didn't leave by choice,
    And she didn't get to see him one last time.
    Her heart was destroyed,
    But she remembered what his mother said,
    "You are alive, so live for him"
    And so, she lives for him.
    ©bonitasarahbabu
    10/20/2021

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    ©bonitasarahbabu
    10/20/2021

  • nocturnal_enigma 7w

    * 15.10.2021; 1.23 A.M (Malaysia)

    * For my #crush #AHBA

    * #URAliveC @writersbay #YouAreAlive
    (End with "You are alive")

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    You Are Alive ~

    1 year ago, on October 2020, when I read an online article that there was a dead body found in Singapore, I thought it was you, so, I cried. Then, I messaged you about it. You only gave bluetick. But, I'm glad that you were alive. I continued messaging you and you kept giving me blueticks. Not long after that, I was admitted to hospital & psychiatric ward. 2 months later I was discharged. I messaged you with new number. You ghosted me like always. Suddenly, you blocked me. I used another new number and you blocked me again. I cried everytime you blocked me. You hurt me & broke my heart. Recently, I found out that you made a new IG account. I don't follow you & doesn't message you. But, at least I know that you are alive.

    © Nuruliffa Emirah
    @ nocturnal_enigma

  • lunarwolf 7w

    Sometimes reality can be a nightmare we try to awake from.

    Nightmare

    *Breathe*

    The walls are crumbling all around me
    darkness continues to creep towards me
    how do I escape this moment
    when my heart feels like it's going into a deep slumber
    tears are summoned by dark entities
    while my hands are tired from gripping reality
    someone please help me defeat these feelings
    but no one comes to bring the light into this abyss

    *Breathe*

    The floor starts to waver from my weight
    I'm falling deeper into insanity's paint
    covering myself with its colors of madness
    floating on a driftwood that my floor becomes
    as the room spins from my mind spiraling out of control
    somebody save me from this darkness surfing
    but no one comes to airlift me from this floor of depression

    *Breathe*
    I can't keep looking up at this ceiling of loneliness
    for it drips upon me like a poisonous rain
    every inch of my skin is marked by it
    while darkness spreads through the sores made by it
    oh how can I escape this moment
    all the crumbling and drifting of my emotions
    please someone save me from this pit of despair
    then I hear a voice say breathe you're almost there
    I wake up from my nightmare with a sigh
    as I felt my heartbeat say breathe you're alive

    ©lunarwolf
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    #writersbay #uralivec #miraquill

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    Nightmare

    I find myself drowning in a sea of darkness telling myself I'm still alive
    ©lunarwolf

  • joybirdpoetry 7w

    #uralivec #pod #writersbay #writersnetwork #miraquill

    Strangler fig

    What memory do you speak of
    when you told me you were happy?

    We stood underneath the canopy
    of a mighty strangler fig

    genus Ficus

    and became entangled in the vines
    that coiled around us
    like a diamondback python

    squeezing our hearts
    and suffocating
    on the lies of truth

    until I became the host
    and you
    the parasite

    starving me
    on the truth of lies
    feeding off me
    on the truth of sins.

    genus Ficus

    what memory do you speak of
    when you told me
    you were happy

    underneath that broad canopy
    where you choked me?

    And it's unfair
    because
    just like the mighty
    strangler fig
    you killed my soul
    and made me hollow /

    you made me
    dead inside.

    But you, genus Ficus?

    you.are.alive.

    Joy
    ©joybirdpoetry

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    Strangler fig

    What memory do you speak of
    when you told me you were happy?

    We stood underneath the canopy
    of a mighty strangler fig.

    Joy
    ©joybirdpoetry

  • daffodilpearlzz 7w

    #uralivec I know I didn't try my level best for this poem, especially the ending. Thank you for reading, if you've. Lots of love to all my dear friends.

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    With the S E L F

    Today the melancholy surrenders
    infront of the bond between you and I.

    For the ocean, it is the color blue
    between its crests and troughs.
    Bonding the love and self in one string.

    For the tree, it is the leaf and the branch,
    bonding the pride of its existence
    by its veins; the self and self's.
    A bond between two
    nubivagant halves
    of an existing self.

    For the seasons, 'tis as tight as
    the one betwixt september rains
    and october winds; a gradient in the self.

    For the artist, it is the tangerine
    of yellow and orange; so beguile.
    The crimson of red blending
    consistently into the hues of saffrons.

    For the poet, it is the heart-touching connectivity
    between the metaphors and similes of poetry.
    To hold the hands of one, and scream
    to the next half of itself, of how beautiful
    the poetry they've created together is.

    For the marionette, it is the bond
    between its strings and rhythm.
    Waving in the air to say a hello
    to people who listen keenly for smiles in disdain.

    For the musician, it is the beauté
    between the raga of the song
    and the tone of his voice,
    with his expressions tightening the bond.

    For the umbrella, it is the warmth
    between the hands of the holder and its handle,
    bonding as if they will never go apart, afar.

    For the magician, it is the string
    between his wand and the brim
    of the minds her audience.

    For the nature, it is the bond between
    the bonds in itself and the eyes in her mind.

    With the self,
    every poetry will surrender,
    every art will stagnate,
    every tune will vibrate,
    every person will meditate,
    every sorrow will disappear,
    to become a soul that never weeps
    because of whom one is,
    instead feels in the depths of one's heart,
    "You are alive."
    Perfectly.
    Completely.


    ©daffodilpearlzz ~Bhavya
    Sun 10 Oct 2021

  • sproutedseeds 7w

    BELIEVE in TOMORROW

    TIME is our energy
    believed century after century
    denoting our life clearly
    which we take care dearly.

    Time has no beginning nor end
    but I DREAM a life with a happy end
    Inspite of all the challenges I mend
    trying to keep flowing with the trend.

    Past knows my sorrows
    which my present doesn't intend to borrow
    For I believe in tomorrow
    To tell me YOU ARE ALIVE
    for which today I thrive.

    ©sproutedseeds
    09.10.21

  • fizahfiz_ 7w

    You are Alive

    You are Awake,
    You are here,
    You are Alive.
    You are still Alive,
    You are still Breathing,
    You are still Living,
    You are Blessed,
    You gave this day,
    Look for the Sunshine,
    Life is not about Complaining.
    Life is about Thousands of Reasons,
    to be Grateful and Happy,
    Look for the Good in the Bad.
    ©fizahfiz_

  • bellemoon99 7w

    As long as

    Sometimes I fear my emotions
    The way my heart shrinks and expands painfully
    A tornado of feelings threatening to sweep me over
    I'm ready to continue battling
    As long as you're alive
    ©bellemoon99

  • angels_halo_shines 7w

    Endurance. I would be nothing without it. To endure is to love, as to live is to endure.

    The endurance of pain
    The endurance of suffering
    The endurance of addiction
    The endurance of love
    The endurance of loneliness
    The endurance of empathy
    The endurance of hate
    The endurance of hell
    The endurance of sadness
    The endurance of depression
    The endurance of regret
    The endurance of addiction
    The endurance of weakness
    The endurance of being broken
    The endurance of being lost
    The endurance of being hunted
    The endurance of being me.

    The endurance of all the feelings, felt mine, his, hers or yours is so damn real. That’s when you know for sure that you are alive, you are awoke. You are alive to feel all, open to feel all that’s yours & isn’t yours, but you claim it anyway. That’s when I knew I was alive. To feel all that was possible to feel. Welcome to the inner most vulnerable perception of my mind. It’s yours to take if you like. I don’t even know if I can endure all there is for me. Here I am, open to claiming it all. Insecurities hit me hard, like freight train headed right toward me, no brakes.
    Not knowing what is ahead, only what is behind me. Alive & ready for whatever that may bring. For there is no off. Just constant. Constant everything. And no, before asked would I be anyone else? No I would only be me, for some reason this is my life. It was chosen before I knew I was me. That’s why I live everyday knowing I have to survive through every last bit of it. Just to feel every breath I take in. Feel with all I have. If not, it just wouldn’t be me.

    ©angels_halo_shines

    #writersnetwork #writersbay #empathmind #empath #endurance #endure #ceesreposts #uralivec #breath #spiritual #readwriteunite
    #alive #mentalhealth #writersofmirakee

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    The Endurance Of

    Endurance. I would be nothing without it. To endure is to love, as to live is to endure.

    The endurance of pain
    The endurance of suffering
    The endurance of addiction
    The endurance of love
    The endurance of loneliness
    The endurance of empathy
    The endurance of hate
    The endurance of hell
    The endurance of sadness
    The endurance of depression
    The endurance of regret
    The endurance of addiction
    The endurance of weakness
    The endurance of being broken
    The endurance of being lost
    The endurance of being hunted
    The endurance of being me.

    ©angels_halo_shines

  • thoughtsprocess 7w

    I will dream
    about my dreams
    To tell them that
    you are alive

    I will tell my dreams
    that one day you will
    turn into reality
    You will break
    the cage of imagination
    and breathe the air
    of existence

    You will come out
    from the darkness
    of sobbing nights
    and witness the smiling sunrise

    You will remove
    painful thorns
    from your path
    and spread
    silky petals of roses on it

    I have been meeting you
    with my eyes closed
    But I am sure that
    one day I will see you
    dancing before my eyes
    That day will come soon
    Because you are alive


    ©thoughtsprocess

  • _anaan__ 7w

    I'm doomed yet I'm loved
    I'm a lover and I love every good and bad thing life gives me
    Life is all good when you admire you
    And that's when your strawberry sky in all joy screams
    "You are alive"
    ©_anaan__

  • aryaa_anand 7w

    @miraquill @writersnetwork @writersbay

    #uralivec

    okay, I know this is really lame !

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    it's the tenth month of 2021
    surprise
    you are alive!

    ©aryaa_anand

  • anamika17 7w

    Accident took my sibling away from me,
    Seeing him lying, silently in death bed,
    Made me still, unable to utter or cry.
    My mom, came and slapped me hard,
    Urged me ,"cry,scream, sob", "You're alive".

    Waiting outside the operation theatre,
    Beating the speedy palpitations,
    Put all the strength to stand again,
    Seeing my daughter unconscious in a stretcher ,
    Weepingly I said into her ears,''You're alive''!

    Only darkness all around me,
    Nothing and nobody to found or see,
    Lying in ICU,all alone, fighting for breath, Feeling dead from inside heard something,
    Mom and daughter saying, "You're alive".

    Being alive, not such an easy job,
    Though everyone loves to live here.
    Death,very peaceful but life is blissful.
    Sometimes, you forget to be grateful,
    Someone needed to remind you,"You're alive".
    ©anamika17

  • fayello 7w

    Above the sky

    I don't wish to stand
    And lift the weight of the sky
    If it is to fall.
    Neither do I wish
    To let the weight of the sky
    Crush me helplessly

    I'll destroy the sky
    That brings fear to me
    For my soul seeks a new path
    And my thoughts wish to finally
    Cut off the manacle that bound me
    To the pitiful encumbrance of my weak self

    My heart beats echo sutras saying
    You limits are determined by you
    Don't ever dream of a limit for only
    The death do have one
    So there is no sky that can be above you
    Because you are alive
    ©fayello

  • sweetlysour 7w

    Glare at the galaxies of your lover's eyes,
    And smell the poetry of his arms.
    When a poet in you resurrects,
    You'll know, you are alive.
    ©sweetlysour

  • thelonesurvivor 7w

    When you do something that you love and enjoy.

    Then only you can say ' You are alive'.

    ©thelonesurvivor

  • snehalv 7w

    Revel & live every moment in life
    Smile & spread laughter
    Cry but learn a lesson
    Go where it’s fun & where you can feel most alive.
    ©snehalv

  • treble_clef 7w

    #grandma, #uralivec
    #anaphora

    A few days ago I wrote a tribute to my grandma on nostalgia challenge..
    There's plenty more to say... So why will I ever let go of this chance.. ��

    Thank you @writersnetwork for the kind repost ��������
    #wnluv

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    Grandma and her Kitchen

    Have you ever known
    what richness l o o k s  like?
    Half empty jars of the best quality spices
    neatly stacked in the spotless
    kitchen shelves. 

    Have you ever known
    what passion t a s t e s like? 
    It's the deep orange heavenly drop from
    the home grown unadulterated vegetable curry 
    that nourishes both body and soul. 

    Have you ever known
    what  excellence s m e l l s like? 
    The dish with impeccable balance of flavours
    and textures finished with aromatic seasoning 
    that even a fleeting thought or mention
    can make your mouth water. 

    Have you ever known
    what unconditional love f e e l s like? 
    A snuggly embrace of the aroma from
    the bottomless mud pot that invites you 
    no matter the distance, any time of any day. 

    Have you ever known
    what a michelin star review s o u n d s like? 
    The praises for a humble mango Achar
    that trumped the taste of the main course
    at the wedding banquet; that still gets a finger licking  mention at the Silver Jubilee celebration. 

    Have you ever known
    who the w o r l d 's b e s t m a s t e r c h e f is, 
    was and will always be? 
    Undoubtedly it's my grandma. 
    And the best thing of all is... 
    she knew, she was the best. 

    Have you ever known
    why I am richer than a multimillionaire? 
    I have the blessings of 
    those flavourful hands 
    and when I enter my kitchen, 
    her aroma still lingers around. 

    "Yes Mai, when the flames
    of my oven comes on,
    my kitchen nods along with me,
    as I whisper 'y o u a r e a l i v e'. "

    ©trebleclef
    8.10.21

  • puchka 7w

    Keep yours legs crossed
    in lotus pose
    Take deep breaths
    Chant life mantras
    Feel layers of stress
    peeling off. Presto!
    You are alive!
    ©puchka

  • mahtobpensdown 7w

    Scintillating Grandma with prodigious cooking skills; hot and fresh *Food* to every member till satisfaction of hunger with a burp!
    ©mahtobpensdown

    #grandma #wod #mirakee #writersnetwork #writersbay #monostitch #pod #ceesrepost #uralivec #dadiji #grandmaskitchen

    @mirakee @writersnetwork

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    Dadiji

    Scintillating Grandma with prodigious cooking skills; hot and fresh *Food* to every member till satisfaction of hunger with a burp!
    ©mahtobpensdown