D'ya have a headache? Maybe you should pop a paracetamol.
Have you been feeling hungry? Maybe you should try something delicious.
Have you been feeling dejected lately? Maybe you should get some needed help.
Have you been sick of the world, altogether? Maybe you should sleep it all out.
And if you've been feeling all four? Maybe you should read a poem, first!
GUYS, WE'RE HERE; AND IT'S OFFICIAL!
Before we start telling you the criteria and the structure for posting and reposting content, we'd like to give a little backstory to our page name first.
We suck at naming things and we're not at all shy to admit it. After loads and loads of experimenting with Greek-Irish-Japanese Pinterest-worthy words, and failing to give 'em our kinda meaning to it; we wanted something simple and elegant. Maybe with a punch of humour. We moved on to recalling book references, our favourite songs and movies for inspiration, anything that'd give us an edge. Alas, we'd suddenly forgotten all the books and movies and songs we'd ever loved. Relatable, right? Yep, we laughed on our helplessness too.
In just a matter of seconds, our frenzy thought process went like -- "oh oh think of a book name" to "idk man" then "oh oh what book are you currently reading rn" to "oh oh it's 'Maybe You Should Talk To Someone' by Lori Gottlieb" then directly to "is 'maybeyoushouldreadapoem' is a good enough name"
We took a second each, and chuckled a little louder in realization. It hit. Humour, sass, sweetness, and most importantly, a very good piece of advice!
We absolutely love it. What about you guys?
Coming to the what happens on the page, we'd love being transparent. Here's how each thing would go:
CRITERIA: As mentioned already in (@hayat_'s) most recent post; Structurally, none at all! Prose, poetry, stories. However long or short. (If it's a story in parts, it can be nominated after it's been entirely completed). Anything and everything that's creative/fresh/insightful/original/witty/has good imagery etc etc qualifies! In no way does it have to be popular enough, or concentrated around hot-topics only. The idea is to give a platform that appreciates quality content, without any other qualifiers. We'd love all the help we can get so we'd really appreciate if y'all will take time and tag us in pieces you think are good enough. NOTE: The tags do not have to be only on new or most recent pieces. Go ahead and pick up your favourites, however old or new and let us know which ones they are. We'd be more than happy to read and share them. Go easy on us though since mirakee notifications can be accommodated only upto a limit. So be selective. Tag us only on the ones you really think are good.
HOW IT'LL WORK: Just so everything plays fair, we've divided the content we'd read in two parts-- 1. The tagged content. 2. Individually explored content.
Both of us will alternate reading content between those two sections, meaning one day it's Srishti (@thegreymetaphor)'s turn to read the tagged content and Hayat (@hayat_)'s to explore individually; the next day, vice versa). In the end one of the two pieces will be chosen to go on the Instagram page.
The other piece, you ask? 'cause it'll be no less awesome right?! We'll repost it here from our (@maybeyoushouldreadapoem) Mirakee account so it's more accessible for everyone to read, and also post a screenshot of it on our insta story.
We'd put up both the Mirakee and Insta usernames of the Writers in our insta stories and posts, so they get their due recognition and appreciation! Please make an effort to appreciate both the pieces, won't ya?
••• The posting and reposting time on Insta and Mirakee, respectively, would be around 4-5 PM IST.
Also, since we prioritize consent, the reads of today will be posted tomorrow, so that both of us, the readers and the writers of the pieces, have an adequate 24 hour period to ask for consent and respond. And in a case where somebody would be unwilling for whatever reasons, no questions asked; for us to read some more and look for another. •••
Feel absolutely free to drop us any queries, suggestions, feedback, anything in the comment section. We'll make sure we answer each one of you, we promise.
Thankyou, really, for all the love and trust you selflessly bestow on us, can you see us crying through the screens? Trust me, we are. :''))
Oh darling, you didn't call me You didn't pick up the ring either I believe you slept in misunderstanding Please make it dear, a little lighter You know the monochrome of life We know, since we have walked together But prithee, don't turn away from me Your heart has been my sole shelter Don't make the summer dark again The Sun should shine brighter this time Your laugh I heard through the wired box It sounded to me, like a nectar rhyme Come to me, my soul calls you All my love is for you, my life You weep, it breaks my heart, I cry Come to me, my beautiful wife I shall be your perfect match, I promise You are my dear, my sole lifeline No stars can separate the ones United beyond the cords of time
From the pov of a soldier, going to a war from which he might never return. He had a misunderstanding with his wife recently but now he wishes to call her and express his love to her. Maybe we could never talk again, but we'll some day in Heaven perhaps. A little tribute to those warriors who leave their everything to fight for the nation.
The sky bleeds a poem, A poem flowing through her scattered veins, where she traces her breathing lexicons in between the smiles and sighs of her rubbing bones, and confides the corpse of fears on the paper of her hearts brain.
She stitch the wings of her futile hopes to swallow the warps of crying skies, she blinks and a constellation of truth falls from the galaxy of her starry eyes.
She is the rusted tint of her mother's womb where rainbows groon seven eternal sonnets, she is the curved tint of her father's smile whom the eulogies of dying autumn asks to wait.
She staples the blank pages of life with the hairpin of love, she apologizes the running time to live in mess without any guilt and sorrow.
Her tongue tastes the wine of her wrist to swallow the loneliest nights, she kiss the shadows of past one last time to freeze death through her melting rhymes.
She impregnates moon with the stories of her scars, and the crevices of her heart are healed after battling with life for hours. ~Purva
Wishing you a day filled with happiness and joy @_still_in_mess Happiest Birthday Janhavi Di❤️ and may your life shine with the rainbows of success... Love you so much
I saw you Dancing and screaming "It's her birthday today" Standing amongst some hundred people Running around, bursting in laughter Like a child Somewhat like a traveller going wild I remember me sitting on the ground And watching you with a huge smile on my face You grabbed my hand and asked me to dance with you But instead, I dragged you away from that crowd I remember lying down on the grass And you lying right next to me With your fingers entangled into mine, Continuously staring at the dark sky "I wish there were some more stars up in the sky. They look bored up there alone", You said. I laughed, and looked at you, Completely holding my breath Your eyes shining like the deepest hue Of aquamarine I placed my head on your shoulder And we lied there for a while. I remember us just walking Through the streets of the city In the middle of the night With you holding my hand So tight Playing with my hair Waiting for me to put up a fight I remember things getting blurry And time running like a slurry I was confused And looking around in a hurry Looking for as much as I could hold onto To remember it all Before I fall I felt your hold loosening up And you drifting away Into a world So mundane I heard a whisper As you slowly disappeared "Please don't wake up" "Don't wake up"
A story which has no beginning doesn't mean it must not have an end.
Amidst all the chaos a sky beholds we weep in the clouds of tranquility we try to direct feelings when we are unable to change the direction of light, we try to nest the flocks of heart when we don't even know how to sprout more hearts, we try to paint our lives with hues of gaiety when we don't even know how to replace the colours of rainbow, we ourselves try to bloom out of the blood nourished soil, we water our shrunken thoughts making our way to light. We seek the ambers of love we gaze at the stars of each others eyes, with infinite words in our mind still we reciprocate finite lies.
I hate it that I have to wake up every morning when the alarm goes off. I hate it that no matter how long I sit under the shower for, it never feels enough. I hate how my toast is always just under or over burnt. I hate how this nuance always has me so concerned. I hate the fact that I have a lot of work to do and I'm lagging behind. I hate the fact that today also, I'm gonna stare at these walls for the most of my time. I hate how some thoughts suffocate me, my mind's heavy and distorted. I hate how I haven't really gotten anything done, yet I feel so exhausted. I hate it when I step into the balcony, the blinding sunlight stabs me in the eyes. I hate it when I look around at these buildings and suspect people staring at me in spite. I hate how the sun's getting low, the sky's changes colors, exactly how I was accused of changing. I hate how these blood-sucking mosquitoes, nowadays, are the only living beings with whom I'm engaging. I hate it that my room is so dark, my little toe just hit a chair and on the bed I dive. I hate it that I despise lights, what else is there to see but an empty room, a lifeless hive. I hate how I play something on my laptop, just to escape the deafening silence. I hate how I scroll miles on my phone, only to drown in envy, in loathsome defiance. I hate it when music often screams the truth that I would rather avoid. I hate it when the songs that warmed me up once, can't even fill this void. I hate that I have to wait to be consumed by unconsciousness to calm my jittery veins. I hate that I have to hate all of this, tomorrow and days after again.
I am still breathing there. In you In those coffee stains on your white shirt. In those amorphous meaningless shapes I drew on your back. In those sweet nothings I hushed in your ears which later made a frisson pass your eardrums. In all the things which rolled in your life but didn't carry much importance
my father says, "you're not your mistakes but what you learned from them" but i look beautiful in this gruesome attire of my past lover; a mistake i'm willing to repeat. he says, "rain is not chaos unless you keep praying for more"
i've an unquenchable thirst for revenge after all the wrong he had done but i believe his touch is the only caress that can make me hate love and his arms are the only place where i can outgrow death.
There are some things I never said, there are some letters that I never read. Some dreams were not understood, trampled they lay, some I was too tired to explain, some they too tired to say.
I want to tell the moon how it soothes my pain, for washing away my worries I want to thank the rain. I want to thank my pen, for all the words and relief, I also want to thank the wind, my worry thief...
I want to thank the tiniest start in that sky, Which is with me even in moonless night sky. I want to tell the clouds they make me smile, Oh! I haven't even listend to the melody of rustling leaves for long,its been a while.
(I always wanted to thank nature for all its treasures and solace it gives me when I am sad or in pain, for being my shelter from all disturbances going on in life.)
I wanted to say he matters to me, that smile on his lips is all I wanted to see. I wanted to tell you that I care for you, I want to tell him he was ally colours and all of its hues.
I wanted to tell it was him around whom all my poems revolved around, It was his eyes where whole of my universe was to be found. I wanted him to understand me, I wanted him to see the love in my eyes that I could see....
(Wanted to say this to him, but could not. So here I am saying it all today, he may not have listened it but atleast it feels lighter...)
I wanted to tell them to let me be me, Whatever I wanted to see, just let me see. I wanted to tell them to not look at me with all those judgy eyes, I wanted to tell them to just stop all that lies.
I wanted to tell them to stop expecting me to smile everytime they look, I wanted them to stop telling me you shouldn't be wearing that or reading that book. I wanted to tell them that it is okay if I cry sometimes, sometimes its free verse, its not that a poem always rhymes.
(Wanted to say this to the society at least once to change their perspective, towards life, towards others and stop being judgemental .. (Sorry in advance if it hurts anyone in any manner) :):) )
I wanted to tell all those songs that they mean a lot, I want to tell the coffee that its also good but tea is the best when its hot. I want to thank all those dead flowers for spreading fragrance every time I see them, I want to thank all those threads for that beautiful dreamcatcher they helped me hem.
I want to thank all those pages of the book which helped me escape the reality when I wanted to, I also wanted to thank each thread for the beautiful embroidery that made my dress look all new. I want to thank all those diaries,my mobile notes, those torn pages for all the secrets they hold, I wanted to thank mirakee for listening to all the stories I told...
(Those things are not mere things for me, they mean a whole world to me, these lifeless things are waht make the most of my living self,they are my lifelines keeping a part of me always alive even when I wanted to be dead. Thankyou for being there when no one else was ...:")) )
I want to say don't be afraid of failures ,be strong, you can not be always right,sometimes its okay to be wrong. I want to say be who you wanted to be, don't listen to them, Its your life , your dreams that you yourself have to hem.
Have a little faith in yourself, for you are okay the way you are, You need not always be the moon , just be the tiniest of the star. for once think about yourself, live more ,smile, be happy for once forget all darkness, feel the light its been a while.....
(And this is what I want to say to myself, you should also tell this to yourself, for once put yourself over others and do something for yourself. :") )