Miraquill
The night is young and I keep fighting,
No letter reaches her but I keep writing.
Breeze O' Breeze
when do you arrive?
With letters from faraway places―
Where land grows chilli and air is pepper,
Where people are snowish but she is prettier.
Breeze O' Breeze be my carrier,
Of pain and words across the barriers.
Take my love, if your clouds allow,
I'll draw her a rainbow, if my words allow.
― F
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Look, amma, there is the last border,
This is where the birds are freed,
But there is no sky after this country,
And people say, there is no reason to be.
I know a last song to be sung together,
I have an eulogy written to me,
"I will be dead when you return,
Until then I have no reason to be."
Courage it takes to live by a graveyard,
cold whispers and memories of thee
Dead too resist until you arrive―
And then, there is no reason to be..
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Always remember that your present situation is not your final destination.
The best is yet to come.
©writer_in_the_market -
jaiywrites
50w
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I was beautiful,
Because I was you,
I was your smile
And I was your eyes.
But now that I’m myself,
I’m lost.
Winter_moon -
saima__
51w
My epitaph will read a thousand verses
Stained with blood was a bird
Pinned down were her wings
Oh! How far could she have flown!
©saima__ -
winter_moon
56w
Read More#slowly #mirakee #writersnetwork #wod #pod
@mirakee @rameez @tasneem53 @countablyinfinite @asmakhan @accionpoetica @thoughtfull_writer @falak_k @fahidhameed @twinkling_girl @iam_rose @poetrynowar @writersnetwork @_aasia @mirakee_reposter @zubair_ @fazilahfayaz @mirzajasia @tabsp_ @aleesa @sheikhaehsann @mashoodrather @amsterdam @i_repostSlowly, I started cutting you
into bits of memories,
Your pink glossy smile,
asking my eyes
To let flow the hatred that
My lips couldn’t murmur.
Slowly, I started tearing your pages,
Into the ashes and sparks,
Your heart that remained
Beating in the aroma
Of your fresh blood,
Calling out my name,
Still calling me back
To what had already been lost.
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winter_moon
52w
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When the light strikes my eye,
I see a flash of you,
Dropping down the sky,
I see you, escaping my eyes,
Just like a shooting star.
You, sometimes, in an olive shaded jacket,
Tell me, that, you’re tired,
Of me and my love,
You need to set apart on a journey
Where there is no me,
And you point out to the sky.
You, walk along with all the dead,
Through the graveyard’s path,
And scream at me,
“You stay there, I’ve to go!”
I remain stuck, watching,
All those who are dead, take you away.
Winter_moon
#nightmare #wod #mirakee #writersnetwork
@mirakee @rameez @tasneem53 @countablyinfinite @asmakhan @accionpoetica @thoughtfull_writer @falak_k @fahidhameed @twinkling_girl @iam_rose @poetrynowar @writersnetwork @_aasia @mirakee_reposter @zubair_ @fazilahfayaz @mirzajasia @tabsp_ @aleesa @sheikhaehsann @mashoodrather @amsterdam @i_repostAll those who are dead, take you away.
Winter_moon -
ashamurali
54w
Read MoreFast forward few months from now, the devastation will subside and the world will heal. People will get back to normal and the world will work as before.
This poem is a whisper of a young mother who has to go back to work leaving her child. She was able to spend extra time with her child thanks to working from home.
@mirakee @writersbay @writersnetwork #writersnetwork #pod #mirakee #covid #hope #mother
Thanks for the honour of editor's choice. ��Soft whisper of a young mother
I am happy world has healed,
The disease is gone, they revealed,
But do you realize what it means?
We have to go back to our routines!
Now I have to return to work,,
My duty I cannot shirk,
My mind is running berserk,
Just the thought of full time work!
I was happy working from home,
You were safe in my bosom,
Every moment with you is awesome,
This is pure bliss and joy wholesome.
Chaos may have ruled the world,
Uncertainty, everyone was twirled,
Fear had kept one curled,
Yet we were in our own world.
Selfish as I may surely seem,
I was very happy in our cocoon,
The extra time with you a bonus,
Trusting the almighty to protect us
Oh my sweet baby dear,
How I love to be with you near,
To leave you behind is what I fear,
I will miss you, I just cant hold my tear..
©ashamurali -
اِنَّاۤ اَنۡزَلۡنٰهُ فِىۡ لَيۡلَةِ الۡقَدۡرِ
Inna anzalnahu fee laylati alqadri
We have indeed revealed this (Message) in the Night of Power:
©_hidayah_for_ummah -
tengoku
54w
Too often,
forevers also beg for an end.
-Ananya -
tanya
54w
Silence sometimes becomes the answer to chaos
despite sounds prevailing in the entire cosmos
~ T
