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  • mirakeewrites_ 13w

    Someday , I want to dance in those fields with them,
    My life, my dreams with the wool of their love I want to hem.
    I want to show them every scar of mine,
    I want to assure them eveything is going to be fine.
    I want to talk about that book I like, the stars and the moon,
    I want to tell them , for me , they are no less than a boon.
    I want to have some cute little fights,
    Holding their hand I want to travel to all lefts and rights.
    I want to look them in the eye for hours and hours,
    I want to ramble about all the random stuff and call it ours.
    I want to read thier silence when they have nothing to say,
    I want to love them in every possible way.
    I want to lie down by their side for one eternity and stare at the sky,
    By their side I want to fly up so high.
    I want to tell them all about all the stories I have imagined and food I ever cooked,
    I want to show them all my pictures and how I looked.
    I want to be their rainbow after the rain,
    I want to be that band -aid for all of their pain.
    Lying by their side, I want to feel that first tender wind of the summer season,
    For that twinkle in their eyes I want to be the reason.
    I want to write them poems , with all the metaphors know,
    I want to paint their world with all colours there are to show.
    I want to name all the shapes in the cloudy sky by their side,
    On a day very hard, in thier arms I want to hide.


    (PS - I know some bits are too dramatic, but some of us are hopeless romatics at heart !! Aren't we ��
    Well.. I am somtimes !! Hehe )


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    One day I want to love as the poets say...

  • mirakeewrites_ 19w

    She paints her dreams with the all the colours she owns,
    A little crimson shade of those fragrant roses.
    a tiny tint if those gray stones,
    some black of her ink with which she writes her proses.
    A little bit of silver from all those twinkling stars,
    A stroke of blue from that beautiful sky.
    some hues of fire to win all her wars ,
    A little sparkle from her eyes where all her hopes lie..
    Some part of white from the dancing dasies ,
    That yellow from the distant sunflower field.
    Some pinkish blush from thecheeks of those smiling ladies.
    That golden from the farmer's wheat yield.

    She owns a painting which holds her all,
    her hopes, aspirations all big and small...


    (PS- I know it makes no sense , just writing to feel less heavy )


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  • mirakeewrites_ 19w

    Love is not soft like the snowflakes but sometimes hard like the hail,
    Love is not always waves and wind but sometimes a ship too heavy to sail.
    Love is not colourful like that beautiful rainbow but sometimes like a monochrome,
    Love is not all happiness and care but sometimes all lonliness and tears,
    Love is not always trust and understanding but sometimes filled with insecuruties and fears.
    Love is not shiny like that diamond but somtimes as dark as a coal,
    Love is not always sunlight but sometimes as empty as a black hole.
    Love is not always love songs and poetry but sometimes it is a sad sonnet,
    Love is not always wings and flight but sometimes more of a cage, a net.
    Love is not always constellations but sometimes that dying star,
    Love is not always keeping someone close but sometimes staying far.
    Love is not always petals and fragrance but sometimes thorns and pain.
    Love might be all hurt or happiness but at the end we need it time and gain....



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    Love is not always soothing to the eyes,
    sometimes it is filled with all white lies.
    Love is not always movies and date,
    Sometimes it is an unrequitted fate....


  • mirakeewrites_ 41w

    Her words give shelter to many emotions,
    Full of different colours of life and magical potions,
    I very often gulp them down and travel to somewhere far,
    Sometimes to a lost land , sometimes the midnught star.

    She writes magic with that magical wand called pen she hold,
    So many stories she has penned many more are yet to be told.

    She calls herself a chaos, What a beautiful chaos she holds in her heart,
    I have loved her writings not from now but right from start.

    She loves " the Army" , a BTS fan, I golden soul,
    I hope you get all happiness that's in store.

    There is nothing she has not written , all emotions like all the colours of the sunset sky,
    In her writings sometimes she is too low, sometimes you reach too high.

    She has been a phoenix rising every time she falls,
    Sky us her limit, she cannot be bound within mere walls.

    I met her here , we talked, we became friends,
    I hope this friendship continues and never ends !

    Have a great day, I hope you have many more!
    May god bless you with all love ad happiness that's in store ...

    Today us your day may stars and moon light up the night,
    may your life be full of happiness , sadness nowhere to be seen in sight.

    Happy birthday once again !
    Keep shining in sun, storm and the rain❤

    ( this is just for maintaing the rhyming okay ����)

    - With love

    (PS - Sorry for being late !�� Happy belated birthday love ❤❤ @tamanna3 Just wanted to wish you so here is a little.something from me. )

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    Happy birthday
    Tamanna ❤

  • mirakeewrites_ 44w

    Sometimes I feel like a volcano just about to burst,
    I am tired of failing, sometimes I want to be first.
    Sometimes the day is too dark to see even a spark of light
    Sometimes I am too tired to even fight.
    I am lost , too lost to be found again,
    On days like this I barely am sane.
    This pain seems to be ending never,
    I hope it gets better, but I doubt will it ever ?
    I seem to be trapped in a room with no way out,
    Nobody seems to hear me no matter how much I shout.
    It seems no matter what I do I will always lose,
    Everything seems wrong no matter what I chose.
    I seem to destroy even the things around me,
    The path from here onwards is too blur to see.
    I want to sleep , I want to cry,
    oh dear ! I am too tired to even try.
    broken glasses seem to allure me now,
    I want to go back to sunbright smile but I seem to be have forgotten how ?
    Its a struggle to open my eyes even to wake,
    Still all day I wear smile all fake.
    At times like this I feel sad for my diary, for all my songs,
    At times like this I cannot even differentiate between rights and wrongs.
    I want to be immersed in my metaphors ,lost in the rhymes and the pages,
    there are all coluds, the grey ones, I miss the sun today, It seems it has been ages...
    On days like this being anything other than sad seems tiring to me,
    When will spring come again, let's wait for a while and see.......
    Universe seens to conspire against me shutting all the doors I have known,
    It seems to be trampling mercilessly all the plants I have ever sown.
    With those plants, I crumble under the weight of those dreams I had,
    I want to be normal but all I can be is sad....

    (PS- Had to take the mess out of my head . You can ignore this one )

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    ~Take me to the moon, I want to sleep for way too long,
    Just hum me a lullaby or your favourite song...


  • mirakeewrites_ 45w

    A handwritten note,
    holding hands , a sweet little quote.
    a kiss on forehead rather than lips,
    not coffe but tea who sips.
    A gentle breeze,
    the smile that makes me freeze.
    Hair dancing along,
    to the rhythm of wind's song.
    Me trying to stop then behind your ear,
    but they dance just like you without any fear.
    Sleeping in your embrace,
    looking at your shy pretty face.
    with my head in your lap, reading a book,
    after a few pages pausing to take a look.
    those eyes which are drowned deep into mine,
    your eyes like a great painters's art so deep and fine.
    Instead of long drives long walks by the road,
    talking for long hours when we feel bored.
    Instead of long texts, a short note in your own writing,
    Cute little banters instead of serious fighting.

    Those little things are what I call love.

    (PS -I suppose am too old fashioned for the kind of love I see now-a-days .)


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    A little jealousy, a bit of tantrums,
    a pinch of being possesive, a brush of care,
    Tons of respect and gallons of faith.
    some strokes of love , little shades of fear.

    THAT'S LOVE!!!

    (According to me
    Most important
    pillars of love
    are Faith and respect)


  • mirakeewrites_ 48w

    Oh promise me !
    Not a love that stays young forever,
    But the one that blooms even if its short and the fragrance fades never.
    Not the moons and the star,
    Not the places and things so far.
    Just some smiles
    A walk with hand in hand by miles
    Not a journey counted by years
    Neither by all the tears,
    But by the moments of joy,
    the love and togetherness that we enjoy.
    Not to love me till you die,
    Side by side somedays just silently lie.
    Not to think of life as a bed of roses,
    Not only poetry but sometimes proses.
    Promise me not a bouquet of flowers,
    but talk to me for hours and hours.
    Lets watch the setting sun, sky all blue,
    Of that sky somedays lets just enjoy all hues
    Promise me not sweet lies but the truth all bitter,
    While speaking the truth please don't jitter.
    Not the colours but sometimes black and white,
    Not just laughter but sometimes a petty fight.
    Promise me not to stay by my side ,
    Just promise when you don't love me any more you won't hide.
    I know love fades and I will accept it with grace,
    All I want is that pretty smile always on your face...
    Promise me not just those soft petals
    But also the thorns that cut so deep.
    Not only a companion in your laughter
    but also a shoulder to weep...
    Not a rose everytime along with my favourite song,
    but sometimes that short lived dandelion to wish upon.
    I know life may seem unfair sometimes,
    promise me On those days just lean upon my rhymes.
    Promise me that these promises you will keep,
    When you smile, when you laugh, when you complain even when you weep.....

    ( PS- Maybe I am back (:
    Maybe not.
    I seem to have lost words and rhymes. Maybe I.
    cannot write how I used to before....
    I know its too vague )

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    Such a tender word to say,
    Yet too deep meanings lay.

  • mirakeewrites_ 55w

    As this year comes to an end,
    there are left too many scars too deep to mend.
    some smiles too bright,
    some dreams going out of sight.
    some promises we could not keep,
    some tears that were hidden way too deep.
    some metaphors hidden between the pages,
    some stories in the corner of our heart to be forgotten for ages.
    some autumn leaves all crushed and dry
    some roses all wilted that made us cry.
    some hope that kept us from falling apart,
    some endings that marked a new start.
    some poems that made us smile,
    some first steps we took for a walk of a mile.
    some starts beautiful and fresh as dew,
    some dreams filled with aspirations all new.
    some people turned ephemeral whom we wanted by our side,
    some tears just rolled down the cheeks for they were too difficult to hide.
    some dreams came true making our eyes glitter more than ever.
    this year has given each one of us something we can forget, not soon maye never.


    As we move to a new year,I hope it is much better than the previous one. Let us not forget that all th scars have taught us that we are stronger than we thought...Love yourself ,stay happy.Thankyou to all people who have been there as an inseparable part.
    May the next year holds all joy hapiness and good health and many more good things in store...

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  • mirakeewrites_ 56w

    I wanted to be by your side,
    each tear from you wished to hide.
    I wished all happiness for you,
    you life filled with all the colours and every hue.

    The day I realised ,I can no longer bring you smile,
    I paused and thought, Oh! hasn't it been a while?
    Since you laughed because of me, all you've done is cry,
    Since I came to your life, ever since it has been devoid of joy.

    I still want all happiness , too much to hold,
    its just now too late to be told.
    I still want to hold you hand,
    but it is too far, into some yonder land.

    No matter how hard I try, these pieces I cannot mend,
    I never believed in forevers, I was right in the end.
    I still want to wipe those percious tears,
    But they have long gone dry, waiting for me for years.

    I still want to listen to all of you heart,
    but I know its too late to start.
    I still want to see the love in your eyes that you had for me,
    But my eyesight is now too weak and distance too much fir me to see.

    I still want to put you head in my lap and listen to you heart beat,
    but Inow am not eligible for that seat.
    I know you must hate me, even I do,
    ever since you left all those dreams have melted away like the morning dew.

    But you see ? I can't now,
    even if I want to, even if I know how.
    For your happiness, for your life I have to go somewhere far,
    otherwise in the end all that will be left will be scars......

    (PS- Just wanted to write something. Dosen't make much sense. Just random stuff)



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    But when I realised
    I no longer brought
    smile on you face,
    twinkle in your eyes,
    I decided to fade away
    just like those clouds
    after rain...

  • mirakeewrites_ 56w

    All I want for christmas is the sparkel that your eyes held instead of all the tears it has now,
    love in your life,
    dreams that you once were crazy about,
    freshness of all the spring flowers.
    That is all I want.

    (For all my wishes have always revolved around you��)



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    All the colours that a rainbow hold,
    All the dreams that once you told.
    may all your dreams come true,
    this is my wish for you!