#wander

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  • profuselypoetryly 2w

    #wander #wod
    Pic credit - given to artist unknown

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    She’s a lifelong Wander,
    a nomad of sorts.
    Carrying her emotional baggage,
    gained from every pit stop.
    I wonder if she knows,
    she’s even aimless lost.
    Searching for herself.

    ©profuselypoetryly

  • kingdomdelight 2w

    Never wander away from the Voice of God,

    But be in great wonder with wonder
    in the Lord's wonderous garden of precious presence and wonderous wonder

    ©kingdomdelight
    God longs to hear your voice
    Won't you come sit with Him for a moment?
    Close your eyes, just be still
    "Be still and know I am God"
    God loves you, nothing
    impossible for God, nothing

  • claralynne 2w

    LOST AND FOUND: Fair, Feral Feline

    You would not have found my face on a flier stapled to a pole on some road somewhere...
    Or on the side of a milk carton.
    But you should've...
    No one was looking for me though.
    No one wanted me.
    I was so lost when he found me.
    Wandering. Aimless...
    I knew I had made a wrong turn or two. But I had no idea how lost I actually was.
    I was dirty. From the inside out. Unkept. Malnourished.
    I hadn't had a bath in God knows how long.
    . .I mean actually HAD and ENJOYED a bath.
    Felt the warm water soothe my muscles and wash my bad days away.
    I tried to act like I knew where I was and that I was fine.
    He saw right through it.
    He took me in. Kept me warm.
    I could not remember the last time I had eaten.
    I could never find food wandering in the dark.
    I would always wait for the sun to come out, but it never did.
    It was like I fell asleep one night and just never woke up. And the nightmare never ended.
    I kept asking myself why he would want to help me.
    I was a feline on my ninth life, and I had come to terms with it at that point.

    Afraid to live.
    No longer a spunky cat that climbed trees.
    No twinkle in my eye.
    No more did I sunbathe and watch the birds fly high.
    To be blunt and honest, I was waiting to die.
    I was timid when I saw him at first. But I could tell his intentions were good.
    Scaredy cat.
    I thought to myself I didn't have anything to lose.
    The smallest little piece of me thought an angel had crossed my path.
    I had lost hope on that ever happening long ago.
    But Maybe...
    Just maybe ...
    I was saved?
    I just couldnt believe someone wanted to help me find "home "
    again.
    He made sure I ate good.
    He would rub me at night.
    I had forgotten how good it felt to actually purr.
    I had been in the wild for so long...never again did I think I'd be dreaming dreams in a cozy bed.
    Not that leaves and mulch couldn't be cozy, but I didn't miss it.
    And to think I always clowned on them domesticated kitty cats.
    I felt like a lucky dog.
    But you see, I had been in the wild for so long, it had somehow become part of me.
    Instilled.
    Feline so fair, yet with a feral side.
    I had it so good, but I shamefully found myself longing for that sense of freedom the came with the wild.
    My heart had become so full, and these thoughts world come.... And they ruined everything.
    Absolutely everything.
    And here I find myself wandering in the dark again.
    He just wanted to give me a home.
    He showed me that a filthy alley cat could be loved again.
    I had felt lovable for the first time since I could remember.
    I was mistaken.
    I knew nothing of freedom.
    I was only just learning what love was.
    and what it felt like to actually be loved.
    I had never felt anything like it.
    It was almost scary.
    More scary than the wild could be.
    Scaredy cat... that I was...
    And now here I am...
    The darkness I find myself roaming in once again is not freedom.
    Only the strong survive out here in the wild.
    Winters coming; it's already gotten so cold.
    There's not enough shelter for us all out here in the wild.
    If only I hadn't acted like such a child.
    Sometimes I wonder if he misses me and our night time cuddles.
    Does he look for me?
    Did he stapled my picture on a pole on a street somewhere?
    I miss how he'd give me those saucers of milk...
    All I know is that this is my ninth life. My last life.
    And I hope I can feel that feeling of home again before it's over.
    In the meantime, I will nestle in this mulch and leaves and find comfort.
    I will pretend....
    and reminisce on a happy time that I'm so very grateful to have had... no matter what.
    ©claralynne

  • mariateresa 2w

    I dwell below the surface, in the deep end is where you'll find me. The deeper the thought, the better.

    #wod #wordprompt #wander #seekers #deepthoughts #writingcommunity #writetsnetwork #mirakee #miraquill

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    The happy wanderer

    It's been said that all who wander aren't lost
    Curiosity for what lies beyond transforms the path I must exhaust
    Going further than the deepest of thought
    Questioning the possibilities consistently has taught
    Many will doubt yet many more will succeed
    Carrying on a quest for life's meaning and purpose til they bleed
    ©mariateresa

  • mariswritings 2w

    The sky painted blue,
    Soft clouds running astray;
    His vest tainted in hues,
    Sweet memories dancing of last May.

    He walked down the streets,
    He walked down the fields;
    Sunflowers and dandelions he wished on,
    Stars and skies he dreamt of.

    Many a lovers' he met,
    Many for whose his heart ached.
    Many a friends' he lost,
    Many for whom he wished they stayed.

    He was a passing cloud,
    Not to them,
    But to himself.

    His quest for knowledge,
    His thirst for answers,
    Got him places,
    That existed only in books;
    Got him people,
    That had Angels' looks;
    Got him life,
    That did not hang on hooks.

    God's wished to be him;
    Passion deeper than ocean,
    Will stronger than oak,
    Heart soft like a sunflower,
    Mind brave like a lion.

    'A wanderer' they called him;
    Never fully lost,
    Yet never fully found.

    He drifts like a dream,
    Stays like a stain.
    He is here today,
    He'll be where he wants,
    Another day.

    He a wanderer,
    Just like my mind.

    #wod #wanderer #wander #lostpoems

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    Wanderer

    -'A wanderer' they called him;
    Never fully lost,
    Yet never fully found.-

    ©mariswritings

  • thoughts_of_eesh 2w

    Dil ki ibaddat tum thi
    Tumhe apana na chaha
    Par badle mein toofano ki dastak de gye

    ©thoughts_of_eesh

  • oregon11_ 5w

    SAGA

    ..Ever tried
    Never failed
    Trail tailed
    Dreams hailed
    Efforts failed
    Faith pailed
    Sympathy gained
    Hope prevailed
    Tale grailed...
    ©oregon11_

  • yours_trulyy 5w

    WONDERER'S SOUL.

    Wonder. A word I use a lot,
    Try I might, stop I cannot,
    I guess tis a word,
    That describes me best,
    My soul as a bird,
    Hardly ever at rest,
    Seeming to wander,
    As a rule of thumb,
    If ever at rest,
    My guess? It goes numb!
    20/10/21
    ©yours_trulyy

  • eyeenma 7w

    Mist over the fields

    I was wondering
    Wondering
    My mind wandered from
    Mundane realities to wild fantasies.
    Suddenly I opened the
    Balkony door of my bedroom
    To my wonder
    I caught a sight to a heavenly mist
    The mist was slow settling down
    Just above the field .
    For a moment i wondered
    how the grass might feel
    Being embraced in heavy liquidating steam
    Just to become heavy enough to
    Fall on top of the green grass
    Way heavy that cannot surpass
    Become dew drops
    Glistening and gleaming.
    Just to become the air again

  • spirit_13 7w

    Journey

    A thousand days spent in a moment
    A million nights past through it
    A wanderer among the bliss of the abyss
    On a momentous journey bit by bit
    ©spirit_13

  • stellaire_mystique 8w

    Trustîng Humåns Is Injurious To Health
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    {Not only physically, But also Mentally}
    ©stellaire_mystique

  • claralynne 12w

    Rusted Fork

    Her heart had become hollow; she felt a bit mad.
    Cage door open, yet she would wallow.
    What she thought would heal her had become hard to swallow.

    Existing in space, yet not alive.
    Reality would sting, she dare not leave her hive.
    A soul sweet as honey. A mind like a flower.
    Neverending storms; she could not fathom their power.
    Her battered blooms in battle to survive.
    The light of the sun within her she desperately tried to revive.

    Spectacles of illusion rest upon her face.
    Clad in chains, she danced; in dangled locks and lace.
    Among diamonds, she thought she was. Like Lucy in the sky.
    The moon watched her perish at night. The stars watched her die.

    A perception resembing a kaleidoscope of gloom.
    Heart shaped leaves and white blooms had adorned her tomb.

    What she thought would heal her had become hard to swallow.
    A rusted fork in the road, to the universe, she pleaded, "Please tell me which path to follow."
    ©claralynne

  • czarcasm 12w

    I

    Such a peaceful bliss
    I lean into this
    And many memories that I reminisce
    Such continuity
    I allow it to come through to me
    Embraced and cradled my eyes can see

    Blind I was to the woes of man
    That I'd tell almost everyone to talk to the hand
    Like sifting for gold in a metal pan
    I've fought for the rewards on to which I stand

    Comfort me is the light wind
    It vows to support me to the very end
    From the enemies I can't defend
    A shield from the world I shall reprimand

    The dark tries to take me it won't let me go
    Such wisdom and persistence only God should know
    Some would say it's easy just to go with the flow
    But I'd rather keep my sanity a ship without the tow

    Such liberties in life I've never seen
    I look for a tree of which I can simply lean
    To rest my feet, from comfort I wean
    I look for a play that will be serene
    I once thought that my soul would remain unclean
    Id need more than a cup of dark caffeine

    I walk across the path to the water
    Wishing and praying my courage won't falter
    Or even slightly recklessly alter
    Reminded me of the stories about Gibraltar

    Wandering I stay trapped in my mind
    Freedom something I hope to find
    Like an old clock in need of a wind
    Time passes by and I'm reminded to be kind
    Yet it seems as to other it's something I must remind

    If only I could rest in peace
    But it seems as if my mind will never cease
    I'm looking for the cure, escape, release
    I hope for happiness before I am among the decease

    ©czarcasm

  • ruby_sun 15w

    I wonder,
    If words were enough to tell you what I feel,
    Cause I wander
    in verses yet miserably fail to find something ideal...
    I wonder,
    If songs were enough to make us vibe,
    Cause I wander
    while swimming in lyrics to find you the perfect lines...
    I wonder,
    What's so special about you?
    Cause I wander
    deeper in thoughts of you to uncover your truth...
    I wonder,
    Why love is a reckless force?
    Cause I wander
    to find ways to keep you close...
    ©ruby_sun

  • raman_writes 22w

    मोहब्बत में ना जाने क्या क्या दांव पर लगाना पड़ता है ।


    #shayar #shayari #shairi #shyari #hindi #urdu #poetic #rekhta #ishqurdu #kavita #kavishala #hindinama #poetry #wordsofwisdom #poem #poet #poetry #tag #follow #like #share #comment #love #stake #search #traveller #wander #lose #atheist #raman_writes

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    इश्क़

    ख़ुद की तलाश में निकला मुसाफ़िर और भटक गया ।

    जितना था वो ख़ुद के पास उसे भी इश्क़ में गँवा बैठा ।।


    ©raman_writes

  • kuruviii 23w

    Wonder Wanders in a Wonderland
    ©kuruviii

  • theharshsoul 24w

    People traveling in groups..
    video call screenshots..
    Multiple tags, Insta stories..
    miss you kinda massages..
    Birthday Bashes & Gifts
    Dudes, BFFs and Gangs,
    Trips, Plans and Hijinks

    Me - you all guys have Friends???
    even after childhood and teenage ??
    How on earth...

    ©theharshsoul

  • penelope_ 25w

    ~Once in a while I try to pacify my mind with colours~
    ©penelope_

  • lethological_thoughts 28w

    -//SYNONYMS OF PAIN//-

    //In how much pain, you're in?//


    As much as a selenophile gets
    when the sun's about to rise?
    Or similar to a lover's ache,
    at his partner's sudden demise?
    Or is it any closer to
    getting chemo day and night.
    Or the torment someone went through
    when they attempted for suicide?
    I doubt it's as much like when
    a woman, in labour, cries.
    Or does it feels the same when
    Lungs of asthma patients fight?
    Anyway,
    All this suffering you're going through
    Or the great affiction you're in.
    Or the exertion caused by struggle of,
    the troubled life you're living in.
    If you're seeking for sympathy,
    Just tell me how does it feel!
    But don't compare this agony.
    These wounds can't ever heal.

    #pain #heartbreak #sorrow #agony #tears #life #lessons #wod #pod #mirakee #writeups #writersofmirakee #miraquill #writersnetwork #melancholy #selenophile #hostile #atlas #lost #wander

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    Synonyms of Pain:

    ©lethological_thoughts

  • anfa_bhat 14w

    Journey

    Very often we assume people to be our destination while they are only a part of our Journey and when they leave us half way, we keep wandering
    in the mirages of unending despairs

    ©anfa_bhat