Miraquill
Ghum
Madhosh hoon
Kuch lamhon me ghum
Hoon mai in hawaaon mein
Door behte lamhon me ghum
Kuch rishton ke wajood se hoon
Kuch khoye logo me ghum
Mutthibhar khushiyon se door
Bangle me qaid dard me ghum
Ek rishta toot sa gaya hai
Usse judi yaadon me ghum
Ek wajood se bichda hoon
Apni ek aur choti si maut me ghum
Woh takiya mera humsafar
Usme kuch aansoo hue ghum
Aaj thoda aur anaath hoon
Lamhein yaadon ke qabr me ghum
Madhosh hoon
Ghum main kahi
Thoda bikhra hu ab
Mai ab aur mukammal nahi
©the_prabhashish
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The Yellow Bag
I have made a new friend
Stays with me through the day
Carrying the love and efforts
Of someone who shines like a new ray
I haven't had a name for you
You are my precious yellow bag
Home to a certain love
A love that maybe I have lacked
The yellow bag, steady on all terrain
Has a silent message
The bag and it's love will stay
And be my constant monsoon rain
Sometimes I love what it has
And I have made faces on days
The yellow bag, unruffled, says
This is love, don't be such an ass
It doesn't make a scene
At times it doesn't intervene
The yellow bag nestled in a corner
Comes closer only in the canteen
I have made a new friend
I call it as my precious yellow bag
Carries my few broken dreams
Carries dreams lately I never had
©the_prabhashish -
Wasted Moments
Journey from I know to we know
With the paint of the pain
Drove a burly black ride, to hide
My flat lining brain
She's a fiery burner, charmer
Ready to light the flame
At times a ticking time bomb
Waiting to blow me away
I count my seconds to waste a moment
Countless prayers to be forgiven
Messy was her boyfriend, with no kin,
Running against the flow
No matter the day, the day ends
Together with the wrongs
He's like gun fire, fired
Raged blanks in the night
Searching for a pyre, lighter
To escape the fright
I count my seconds to waste a moment
Mending where lines are broken
Price to pay when you are living
Countless prayers to be forgiven
A lifetime wasted counting moments
Sinking through the lines broken
Price to pay when you are living
Live a life that's unforgiven
©the_prabhashish -
Lonely
He used to play with his gang
Pass countless hours in his own merry land
He used to shun all the pain
When the fun rushed through his veins
He pretends, he's okay, but no one sees
In his eyes hiding, all the fright
He's petrified
Take him home, before it's a waste of life
He pastes a smile on his face
Greets and meets everyone on his way
He holds on to a hand at night
While he plays his death in his mind
Everyday he is a bit dead
Killed by the thoughts in his own head
He had dreams in the eyes
All he knows is how dreams have died
He pretends, he's okay but no one sees
His hollow eyes, his silent cries
That he's terrified
Take him home, before it's a waste of life
Everyone who watched this show
Watch while he disappears as we know
Do him a favour and don't ignore
As he sits on a lonely shore
Everyone privy to his shows
Watch as his loneliness grows
Do him a favour and don't ignore
Walk with him on his lonely road
'Cause he is still alive
©the_prabhashish -
The Boat
I float in this endless sea
Mindless, spineless
At times a pretentious me
Tides unsteady
Winds getting heavy
A boat untied
Unattended, undefended
Floating before I sink defeated
The water cold, unforgiving
Consuming, confusing
Droplets slowly painfully engulfing
Words and the advices
Cherries, poisonous berries
Smiles and their charade
Walking the perfect parade
Listening like the dead and decayed
Walking among the sea of faces
Another day ends with worthless embraces
End of my days, of my ways
My words labelled as a suicidal head case
The shallows slow me down
And there is too much to drain
But I have specialized in trying
Lying, crying, breathing, undying
As I float in this endless sea
Hopeless, dreamless
Just an empty shell of me
Warring waves
My mind an endless hollow cave
A boat orphaned
Harshened, worsened
Floating in my own introversion
A boat forgotten
Untrodden, rotten
Embracing hell, my only heaven
©the_prabhashish -
Mujhe Darr Lagta Hai
Mai khud se thoda naraaz hu
Apne aaj se darr lagta hai
Mai khud se thoda niraash hu
Yaadon ko yaad karne se darr lagta hai
Mai tujhse na rutha kabhi
Bas tere maujoodgi se darr lagta hai
Sochu ke tu hai ke tu nahi
Shayad teri kami se darr lagta hai
Mai apne saaye se chupta hu
Use dekhne se darr lagta hai
Apne aks se nazre churata hu
Nazre milane se darr lagta hai
Mai jee raha adhoore lamhon me
Unhe chodkar marne se darr lagta hai
Mai marta hu thoda roz
Ab to jeene se bhi darr lagta hai
Mai ek waqt se ubhra nahi
Us ateet se darr lagta hai
Agar zindagi isi ka naam hai
To ab zindagi se bhi darr lagta hai
Mai hasta hasata chalta hu
Ruku to behte aansuon se darr lagta hai
Najane hu mai kitna istiqlaal
Kyuki mujhe bhi darr lagta hai
©the_prabhashish -
The Fool
The days say it’s three decades gone
Times a king but always time’s pawn
As I look back to all the missed dawns
A fool I have been repeating all my wrongs
A fool paved way for all that’s gone
Rebelled to all your words
Arrogance while I lost myself at the turns
Walked till I fell in a hole of leeches and worms
Now I just sit and count the nothings I earned
A fool I have been
To turn away from your words
A fool I have been
To open the doors to all the hurt
A fool I have been
For all my arrogant outbursts
A fool I have been
Destroying my only world
Days add to the three decades lost
I look back to all that it cost
All the blessings I tossed
A fool I have been left with none but remorse
A fool who made sure his dreams he crossed
A fool I have been
For the path I have taken
A fool I have been
To be so naïve and brazen
A fool I have been
And like fools I have been forsaken
A fool I am
To pave a path so broken
©the_prabhashish -
faulty_puppet
10w
Undefeated
Turmoil is starting to bloom
The paranoia rising from the fumes
I dig deep to keep the pain below
But we reap only what we sow
Hopeless lights and empty scenes
All my screams locked with hidden keys
As I react with a frustrated mind
I feel my fate is keeping me confined
I feel kneeled to circumstances
Broken after repeated instances
Losing on time and chances
Roadblock on all my advances
Insidious mind control
My will is taking its toll
If I can for a moment just close my eyes
Build a home with bricks of cherry lies
Against a wall I am stacked
I wonder if its time for a heart attack
But I know that it’s not my end
I won’t go down I will ascend
This won’t be the circumstances
You won’t break my defences
I will still take my chances
You will retreat with my advances
©the_prabhshish -
faulty_puppet
12w
Gaanth (Knots)
Ye rassi najane kitni door
Kitna sehensheel
Najane kitni nazook
Dar dar ghiskar bhi tika hai
Anjaan mod se joojhkar
Andhere kono se guzarkar
Fisool k gaanth me faskar bhi
Ek anokhe safar me magan raha hai
Kuch gaanth arso purane
Aansoo bhare muskan ka ek tarana hai
Kuch gaanth anisht
Piche rehkar aage ka sabak bana hai
Kuch gaanth raaste me gum
Magar yaadgar woh bhi ek afsana hai
Kuch gaanth adhoore uljhe
Dheeth magar ab wajood begana hai
Ye rassi waqt se harkar bhi
Sab gaanth apne me liye chala
Apni Seema se thoda bicharkar
Yaadon ke geet gata chala
Geet us gaanth ki
Jisne geele waqt me sahara dia
Geet us gaanth ki
Jisne toote dhaago ko jaan dia
Geet us gaanth ki
Jisne har zakhm haskar seh lia
Geet us gaanth ki
Jisne toote rassi ko maut se chin lia
Ye rassi aaj
Safar ke aakhri peher par
Dheer tujh jaise ek
Gaanth ki intezaar me
Ek naya mod lekar
Apne safar me gehen
Ye rassi chal pada ek
Aakhri gaanth ke bharose me
©the_prabhashish -
faulty_puppet
12w
Niraash
Aaj main apni zubaan se niraash hu
Iski beadbi ne tujhe rulaya hai
Aaj main apne wajood pe niraash hu
Mere safar ne mujhe khokhla banaya hai
Tujhme ek darpan paya hai
Apne khokhlepan se roobaroo kiya hai
Teri naraazgi tere aansoo ne
Mujhe apne khamiyon se milaya hai
Aaj mai apni soch pe niraash hu
Meri soch shayad najayaz
Magar aaj badi behrehmi se
Tujhe bhi isne thoda toda hai
Shayad khud ko sabse door kar
Maine sukoon ko chaha tha
Khud ko sabse door kar
Maine khud ko hi khoya hai
Aaj mai apne ateet se niraash hu
Mujhme gairo ka zeher basa hai
Aaj mai apne aap se niraash hu
Mera wajood hi ab zehereela hai
©the_prabhashish
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oldschoolkid_rj
12w
Read More#knots
Stars are meant to shine. If someone dims your light in any way find a new universe.
@maiatamarain
Thankyou for your approval Mr miraquill and Mr WN!
More power to you all!!A Cluster of Stars
Curses spit out in words of rage.
Casts love into blackened grief.
Shatters sweet dreams like mirrors.
Absconds trust away as a thief.
My soul needs to find solace.
It smothers in this toxic, rancid air.
So, nestle me in a cluster of stars.
Let me grant wishes from there.
No use for this pretentious earth.
The tragic dramas that it plays.
Stages of actors on revolving sets.
Rehearsing their deceitful ways.
Create diamonds from my stardust.
Set them deep into Saturn's rings.
Fly my soul far out past the moon.
Untangle the past from these strings.
I want to watch the knots unravel.
Stretch taut then shoot like stars.
Race comets that burst into forever.
Take me far from where you are.
Ride out the violent speed of life.
Shake me free as its red flags unfurl.
Cut all the ties that bind me here.
Burn every bridge to this world
~jae -
tamanna3
19w
Read MoreThis came like a surprise,
Thank you @miraquill , long time��
| Which color does love stand for? |
A boy once said,
'I want to be a princess'
His mother sew him
a pink gown
with a small heart
on its left sleeve,
oh, red it was.
The boy then said,
'I want to be a man'
His father showed him
to the door of secrets
and never asked
when he'd return,
oh, midnight it was.
The man came back,
'I'm twenty five now'
His parents bought him
a blue cardigan
and polka dotted linen
with love in its creases,
oh, black and white they were.
The man adjusted his hair,
'The wind is strong today'
His father took out
some faded pictures
and shed a long held tear
for those old smiles,
oh, happy they were.
The man then said,
'This is my favorite dress'
His mother looked at her,
with a proud smile
and a heart
full of love,
oh, it had all the colors.
©tamanna3
#lanturne , only the one in plain bg.Colors | love
Same
old love,
black and white;
now in colors,
new.
©tamanna3 -
kavya_kalepalli
47w
..And sometimes,
I envy how blessed
is my pen to get
comfortable in
your memories
as it hugs words.
©kavya_kalepalli -
miraquill
47w
Read MoreTo be honest, we loved the name MIRAKEE��❤️. It was inspired from a Greek word, Meraki used to describe doing something with soul, creativity, or passion.
But the realisation that the word Meraki has a broader interpretation and can be used to describe cooking or preparing a meal, arranging a room, choosing decorations, setting an elegant table or even purchasing the perfect gift for your best friend, made us rethink.
Therefore, the name MIRAQUILL was coined to better reflect our focus on the appeal of written matter as this app was designed with the writers and readers in mind to bring more attention and visibility to words. A quill is a writing tool made from a bird's feather used in the past as a primary method of written communication. So adding quill as a suffix makes it more compatible with our objectives and aspirations.
Although we will always be MIRAKEE in our hearts, we are very excited about our new name Miraquill because it is more in line with our vision- a global interactive platform for a truly creative community of writers and readers.
Tell us in the comments how you feel about Miraquill!
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However, with this new addition, we have removed the upload image option from the app. This step has been taken to ensure that creators are credited for their artwork. We also want to make sure that photos with nudity, violent imagery, screenshots are not allowed on the platform. We expect writers to respect the original work of photographers and the guidelines of the community. If you would like to upload your image to the library of photos permitted on the app, we can guide you with the process. Please write to us at team@mirakee.com.
We hope you like the new update.
Lots of love! ❤️Hello 'Miraquill' family!
Yes! We are now called Miraquill.
Also, we've integrated a library of unlimited photographs in the app for you to create beautiful art. Read the letter from the team in the caption. -
uttkarsh_15
50w
Read MoreThe limelight is for stars People say ,
but its vain,
Stars don't shine bright without darkness,
The limelight is just the void that drains,
The nicheness,The emotions,the moments and everything real,
I don't know if limelight makes us more important,
Or just it's one of the fragile good feels,
Redrum!Redrum!Redrum!
It may seem a fancy term ,
But once you get time for the real life,
And turn your life to the mirror ,
You may feel what the limelight does to your life,your privacy,the real you,
It's when you'll see the mirror and You'll realise
Its murdeR!murdeR!murdeR!
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©uttkarsh_15
#smk_avaap_ch (Prompt no. 3) #dark #darkness #light #limelight
#pod #poetry #life #fame @cosmicpoet #mirakee @writersnetwork @mirakee #ceesreposts #readwriteunite
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Reference -Redrum!Redrum!Redrum! is from the famous horror Novel and the movie The Shining By Stephen King.
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Pic-too from the movie!!!Darkness in the Limelight
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sayuriii
49w
Read More#smk_avaap_ch (prompt no. ~ 6)
#list ?¿
#yuri_n_poems
I wish I could write better :*
Thank you for EC
And WN repost ��
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Of chasms that welcomed feelings~
Today,
I have packed
a couple of happy pies
and a few blue scarfs,
in my cardiac basket,
that seems too overwhelmed
at times.
The sky has bursted,
into galaxies anew,
and I've sat brooding,
for eons now.
I've been hunting beneath oceans,
for the one lost token,
to fill my void of feelings,
and free the prisoners of bleak hope.
You ask me,
where do I scatter these away?
Oh there's a distant,
distant world out there,
full of glinting chasms,
and invisible stars.
I've packed my eyes,
with rainbow streaks,
and I've tied the keys,
of optimism to my hair,
as I often lose them,
into oblivion.
I wish to gift,
these sacred alms,
to the ones devoid,
of sunshine dreams.
And then when you see,
the horizon dressed in sangrine hues,
you'll know the voids,
have been replaced for feelings.
But there's still a single page,
empty and drained,
waiting to be filled,
with that one rare emotion,
even the heavens couldn't name.
//And then,
the stars were witness,
of how infant feelings,
were etched into the hearts,
of the ones on the other
side of the horizon..//
©sayuriii_.
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inara__
49w
Read MoreWanna pass through my descrete heart ?
Make sure you're not from the human cart.
for the heart is, an amalgam of different hues,
a whimsical rainbow perhaps. An arc of seven
seraphic colors. As one sets foot in the arcuate,
Red will make a velvety carpet, with delirium,
elan 'n redemption to fáilte the astray day tripper.
Orange will keek from the tinges of scarlet and amber,
with rousing frolicsomeness akin to a toddler.
Yellow will pivot the spotlight of sunshine on the
footsteps to vouchsafe mellow musings and sagacity.
Green will gleam, for it is the middle child, squandering
h(/w)ealth and prolificacy with tranquility and parity.
Blue will make you cogitate over the unknown, for it ent
-etes with reverence and sanctitude of skies and seas.
Indigo will sedate for it is a parabolic bridge between
finite and infinite. Make sure you don't drown between.
Violet will ignite your fascination by enveloping you with
lavender quilt. Sometimes you'll feel the coldness of woe
But most of the times you'll deal with the warmth of piety.
Wanna pass through my descrete heart ?
Make sure you're not from the human cart,
as the marks humans leave are too often scars.
©haheti_rathore
#smk_avaap_ch (prompt no. 5)
#list #lavenderc
How can someone write this lame ?!The marks humans leave are too often scars.
- Augustus Waters (TFIOS) -
thesunshineloves
49w
Read More#writersnetwork #mirakee #pod #smk_avaap_ch
Dnt wry, I won't sing ;) But, y'all can!
My prompt:-
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The quote:-
There will always be a reason why you meet people, either you need them to change your life, or you're the one that will change theirs
~ Angel Floris Harefa
@say_me_krish just added the quote, sry 4 being late... *_*
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/I want with you, a hundred things like love!/
Like the first page, of any book,
you told me to leave you.
at the second page, like any book,
you again told me to leave you.
the very first chapter, had no flow,
the very next chapter, had no glow.
̶W̶̶h̶̶a̶̶t̶̶e̶̶v̶̶e̶̶r̶ ̶I̶ ̶f̶̶e̶̶l̶̶t̶ ̶a̶̶b̶̶o̶̶u̶̶t̶ ̶y̶̶o̶̶u̶̶,̶ ̶m̶̶a̶̶d̶̶e̶ ̶m̶̶e̶̶,̶ ̶t̶̶o̶ ̶t̶̶a̶̶k̶̶e̶ ̶y̶̶o̶̶u̶ ̶i̶̶n̶̶.̶
//ɪ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ, ᵃ ʰᵘⁿᵈʳᵉᵈ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ˡᵒᵛᵉ! //
You didn't have to stay, all along the night awake,
shining so bright in the deadly plaque,
you lost nothing again, just yourself was gone away, ̶l̶̶i̶̶k̶̶e̶ ̶l̶̶a̶̶m̶̶e̶ ̶w̶̶a̶̶l̶̶l̶̶f̶̶l̶̶o̶̶w̶̶e̶̶r̶̶s̶.
I miss to read every line,
I follow your eyes, the tears of a wise,
that pulls me in between the lines.
//ɪ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ, ᵃ ʰᵘⁿᵈʳᵉᵈ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ˡᵒᵛᵉ! //
No soul heard "love" for the first time,
not even mauves that cuddle the sunshine.
No bird had been singing catholic lovenotes,
not even the stars that crush on the selene.
̶H̶̶o̶̶w̶ ̶e̶̶v̶̶e̶̶r̶̶y̶ ̶h̶̶o̶̶u̶̶r̶ ̶p̶̶a̶̶s̶̶s̶̶e̶̶d̶ ̶w̶̶i̶̶t̶̶h̶ ̶m̶̶e̶ ̶t̶̶r̶̶y̶̶i̶̶n̶̶g̶ ̶t̶̶o̶ ̶k̶̶n̶̶o̶̶w̶ ̶l̶̶o̶̶v̶̶e̶̶,̶ ̶o̶̶h̶ ̶c̶̶o̶̶u̶̶l̶̶d̶ ̶A̶̶d̶̶a̶̶m̶ ̶h̶̶u̶̶r̶̶r̶̶y̶ ̶u̶̶p̶ ̶t̶̶o̶ ̶m̶̶e̶̶?̶
A dark world knows nothing like love,
it searched amongst the forests, zemblanity,
it found a ball of fire burning itself,
but lighting up the world.
if your
stelliferous scars,
pastel poetries,
acrylic alliterations,
ᵗᵉʳʳⁱᶠⁱᶜ ᵗʰᵉᵒʳⁱᵉˢ ᵒⁿ ʰᵒʷ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ ᶠᵒʳᵐ,
ˢⁱᶻᶻˡⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵉʳⁱᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵘʳⁿᵗ ᵃˡⁱᵛᵉ,
packed in silky dusty parchments,
can let me love you,
wouldn't world be a better place?
ᴀˢ ɪ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵃ ʰᵘⁿᵈʳᵉᵈ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ˡᵒᵛᵉ, ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ!
©thesunshineloves
#sunshine_iuᴀˢ ɪ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵃ ʰᵘⁿᵈʳᵉᵈ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ˡᵒᵛᵉ, ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ!
©thesunshineloves -
heartsease
49w
Read MoreIf my heart would've been
Da Vinci's sketch or a painting
sculpted by Van Gogh,
sunsets would've visited it more fervently,
along with double edged rainbows
to add colour to my heart's vintage sky,
and let the stars absorb blue ink till they glow.
"I would have stopped the break of dawn"
and let the shades of sun float.
If my heart would've been a sonnet
written by Shakespeare,
syllables would've traveled in the
compartment of each line,
so that an unheard poem beats
inside the voids of my chest
till my dwelling heart is read
by every teenager whenever
those beats together rhymed.
If my heart would be the city of oranges
then summer on its bare foot would've
roamed with hungry heart and
unquenched throat till it sucks
all the citrus and greenery,
but migrating monsoon would've
visited the barren lands of my heart too
till Ambazari lake overflowed with certainties.
If my heart would've been Taj Mahal
then the mortal souls of Shah Jahan and
Mumtaz with their immortal love
would've explored each marbled chamber
till all my heart could pump is love,
till each vague tale could inhale and exhale, is love.
And if my heart would be a somnolent lake,
I would've dropped a tint of blue ink
till each wave rage sapphire,
I would've dropped a stroke of yellow ink
to bloom daffodils layer by layer,
and a pinch of black ink to outline
hills and valleys,
till my heart turns into a canvas of life.
~Purva
#smk_avaap_ch (Prompt 5)
#ink
@inara__ I'm trying to write
@say_me_krish thanks for this lovely challenge :)
@the_speccy_outsider city of oranges xd
Line in " this is taken from 'if it's not forever it's not love' by Durjoy Datta and Nikita Singh
@writersnetwork thank you so much ❤️.
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daunting_phoenix
49w
Read More@say_me_krish Thanks a lot for this challenge :)❤
#smk_avaap_ch #lame
I ruined it I knw...lol����
Hope it makes sense >_<
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Quote used (it's in the bg) : 'Numbing the pain for a while will only make it worse when you finally feel it.'
Note: I denoted 'mortal' as 'it' at times.
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《Mortal and the Desolated world》
A war had happened some hundred thousand years ago;
From plants to animals, from humans to feelings,
It destroyed and killed every single thing.
//Feelings were foreign,
Yet, they existed somewhere.//
Leaves rustled, debris shook,
From the forgotten ashes,
Rebirth of a mortal happened;
Who now roams around these grassy paths;
Not knowing what to feel...confused like never before.
//Everything's strange,
From the smallest caterpillar, to it's racing heart.//
Afternoon set, clouds appeared,
Sun glared from up above high,
As if it wanted to burn the whole earth down.
With tired steps the mortal walked further.
//Creepers of thorns bloomed out of the ground depressed by his feet,
Choking the beauteous flowers on the sidewalk,
Which had bloomed when gentle sun rays caressed them.//
A clearing it saw; a way out of these dense woods.
Mustering up its last ounce of energy,
The mortal ran, wanting to get out as soon as possible.
//Pain for it was like an ancestral entity,
An enigma which it longed to let go.//
Panting, it reached the shore,
Its brown orbs got filled with golden sunshine.
The sea and sky met,
Forming an euphoric illusion of an end;
The sun set, meeting the horizon on its way.
//Those dead feelings in the mortal had a renaissance,
Whilst the sun rejoiced with the horizon.//
It was overwhelming for the mortal,
Feeling and witnessing all of it at once;
Yet, it was the most beautiful moment for it ever.
An eternity later,
The mortal wrote on paper,
//And when the sun met the horizon,
And feelings inside me had a renaissance,
For the very first time;
Blueberries and apricots rejoiced,
And the withering flowers survived.//
~Ancestral melancholy will be replaced by the melody of nature...just hang in there.~
~May
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Now, I shall take my leave.
If any mistakes are there, do tell :)Mortal
'Numbing the pain for a while will make it only worse when you finally feel it.'
'Then why didn't god give me something else to carry around except this burden? Why do I...feel this pain, this distress, when I don't even remember doing anything to stimulate this?!'
©daunting_phoenix
