Miraquill
Former to for , the benign December
flustered December rebukes shrinking
saudade regarding eleventh season
with frozen hands lying with sheet inking
learnt lessons to bloom with fancy reason
Dark bellied bounded words beats gilded leafs
But the Eclipse overrides epoch
Days in downtown dwells with doubtful belief
Time hallucinates the heart of clock
Marking serenity in silver code
December wiped her blues to welcome Jan
Carved apt bridges to cascade by abroad ;
Two winters held hands and new time began
Illuminating iris imprinted
And Bedecked belonging snowflake tinted
~ snowman soaring high in eyes of her .
in_thy_arc_
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Each pearl glimmering under the shade of earth is precious ,
And becoming priceless beneath throne they remain lacking their price ,
Found in yet another marine .
~ in womb of calcium carbonate -
in_thy_arc_
39w
As long as nightingale fly , it'll be trapped as festival of melody
And when it'll become no more than a lifeless fauna , inhumane cavities will still celebrate
And green panther shall beat with the died heart
~ wingless -
As long as you remain as music in my soulful song
I'll blossom being enigmatic and empty lyrics, lifelong
Rhyming with casts of a hope , being adorned in eyes of throng
And if lost between thorny bushes , some hearts shall beat with gong
~ beneath pen of another poet -
in_thy_arc_
39w
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Sorry'for troubles carried out by you' all .
I M " WRITERSNETWARK" not writersnetwork .
You can simply block me if I'm looking worst in it .
Thank you .Muslin mufflers were zealous cause he wore her smile for warmth .
~ immigrant winter -
in_thy_arc_
40w
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Countless droplets dripping from the oceanic pairs
Unitary hands of clocks stare the elflocks in hairs
Eighth autumn assembled in collar buttons of August
Limit unbeatable ray to touch a skin melted and frozen in unseen layers
Alike the engima of old English , extinct without being alleged
Glimpse drowned and dusted in dust of time as an art ledged
Flowers grew in mud of delta of beating the bottom , scent left edged
Dancing drizzles with its troop dreaming cosy lap , gets dumped then dazed .
#Synecdoche
•Synecdoche :
Flowers , delta , old English , layers , droplets , autumn , drizzles and lap ..
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in_thy_arc_
44w
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A call to the newly old metaphor
May roam through the streets of February .Store separations
Of scars in sleeves of dusk
Mending sanguine smiles
~ uncoloured petal
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In the deep gorges of my mind
lie a dark forest of tall doubts, thorny regrets
and bushy repentance,
fed by a lake of irrelevant inferiority.
I pray for a forest fire to turn this
monstrous me-eating woods into ashes,
and.perhaps then I can till the land again
with the manure of hope
to grow an orchard of happiness in the gorges of my mind.
©antarraal -
fizahfiz_ 28w
Read MoreSmile like those abandoned flowers,
Some moments in life are not meant to last forever,
Some of these days are not getting any better,
Some fruits will only grow to be spoiled,
Some branches will stay twisted until they're old,
Some words are better left in the archive,
Some things won't change for as long as you live.
#start #wod #miraquill
@miraquill @writersnetwork @writersnetwarkAbandoned Flowers
©fizahfiz_
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You live in another part of the world,
The part I never been to,
I don't know whether I will ever meet you,
Sometimes I can't even pronounce your name properly, But you know I love you,
And you are the best person I've ever met online.
#chastushka #wod #miraquill
@miraquill @writersnetwork @writersnetwarkInternet Friends
©fizahfiz_
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antarraal
28w
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It's festive time for all but there are millions out there who have no means to participate in the joyous fervour. And sometimes our celebration adversely affects others. The festival is for all then why should only some get to celebrate... Happy reading ❤️
@miraquill @writersnetwork @writersnetwarkMillions of earthern lights
lit up our homes bright
but the hands that shape them
seek a saviour knight.
Crackers are fun and delight
even when heart is in fright
yet the money spent is a waste
can feed many for many nights.
Time has changed, despite
we dont learn out of spite,
careless if we stay for long
destruction will cross its height.
©antarraal -
Smile like those abandoned flowers who are left alone in those backyards.. shedding off their pollen grains... murmuring in dust, shivering in dewdrops... uttering droplets of ice amidst those wintry nights. Smile as purely as that poet who injures himself in the beauty of love decorating itself with the metaphors of nature, and alliterations of the moonlit sky. Smile like those withered petals who comfort themselves in the cool breeze amidst the nocturnal vibes...
©shruti_25904 -
antarraal
28w
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#start #wod #somuchc
@miraquill @writersnetwork @writersnetwark @writersbay
Shubh Dhanteras to everyone.Smile like those abandoned flowers
who grow tall and wide,
without waiting for admirers to paint them,
without waiting for poets to pen ode for them,
without waiting for lasses to dress up their tresses with them.
They dance with the wind, shine under the Sun,
laugh with the rains, meditate under the moon,
for they know life is precious and time is short,
why waste on trivials,
there is so much to do, there is so much to 'joy
that even abandoned hearts
become cherished someday, for someone.
©antarraal -
GRANDMA'
Grandma' read me a story,
while I sit up in your lap,
I'll cuddle up against you,
close my eyes and take a nap,
I love the way you read to me,
you don't skip no words,
I learn so much from your reality,
about life and world.
Grandma' you so love me,
you my second mother,
you're always there to protect me,
don't ever go away.
©fizahfiz_ -
antarraal
32w
I love life
for giving me roses
as well as thorns.
I love love
for keeping me on earth
yet enjoy the bliss of moon.
I love you
for being there
when even I left myself.
I love myself
for walking on,
and dreaming on,
for I will dream
till I am. -
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The dream like a lie,
The memories of meeting you,
I will still wait for you here,
I can't move because my heart flutters,
Why I can't say a word,
When you look at me,
although there are so many things I want to say.
The moment you turn around,
Why does it feel so remote to me?
I have nothing but you,
Even if I can't go to you
Or hug you or cry by myself,
I'm okay,
I will always watch over you,
I will dream of you.
#idreamc #wod #miraquill
@miraquill @writersbay @writersnetwork @writersnetwarkI Will Dream
©fizahfiz_
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Mom
I love you,
Beyond everything,
My precious gift,
My queen,
The beginning,
and end of everything.
©fizahfiz_
