Miraquill
Ever been heartbroken?
मुझे बुरा लगता है
जब तुम्हे गली हमारी आना होता है
लेकिन तुम सारा शहर
घूम कर आते हो
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notyourtype
101w
Read MoreHey everyone!
I hope you are all doing great
and making yourself happy
Today when going through my notes,
i found some of the words i wrote some years back
I am sharing some of them here,
it was when i was heart broken,
today while reading all these,
i can still feel the pain, it was just too hard!
Back then
I didnt like a single thing about my life,
resented every moment and
like a fish out of water, i was dying to be whole again
but Time does heal it all and it did in my case too!
Let me know if you too have ever felt this way!
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#English#
*It makes me feel bad
when all you have to do is to come to me
but you roam the whole city
before reaching me.*
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#bedili #thefakedemotions #thefuckingworld
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notyourtype
104w
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#traverse
Do you dream???
Do you hope???
Do you realize what you dream??
Well, *life is a dream*
Don't be fooled that you are living it
It's a dream to be realized into reality !
So start working !!
@writersnetwork @mirakee @mann_se_
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#notyourtypeCastles of dreams
built on hope
waiting to be realized!
©notyourtype -
notyourtype
105w
Her babbling words
are shore
to my sinking heart
©notyourtype -
notyourtype
107w
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THE MAGIC IN YOUR WORDS AND IN WHAT YOU TAUGHT US WILL ALWAYS STAY WITH US.
#REST IN PEACE
ODDQUAIN
#restinpeace #poetrywednesday #cees_wow_chall #writersnetwork #writerstolli #caption #mirakee #ceesreposts #julietscorner #yaminireads #pod
@mirakee @writersnetwork
#notyourtypeAnd
there you left
being one with the stars
your constellation resumed life
again!
©notyourtype -
notyourtype
108w
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THE SCARRED FACE
I met a man
with face of scars
starting from his temples
below and above
His scars each marked
with the people's name
one said to him
you were born
in vain
I read it all
loud and clear
another said to him
you should die
this year
His nose had a scar
biggest i had seen
it said the name of his father
who left him in a dustbin
his eyes were deeper
than you can think
depth to be
I had to look a bit longer
to find the scars within
Guess what was held
in those eyes
agony for the world?
hatred for the people?
No, a big no
it was the loathing for himself
it was the abhorrence for himself!
Who do you think put it in there?
in the heart of the young man
whom i met somewhere
who do you think
will make it all good
who do you think?
will love him
if he wouldn't himself
The mirrors say stories
in my ears all the times
of how each face is
scarred
with no wounds around!
Why do looks matter so much??
that they make people
hate themselves?
and then they hate others
and the cycle repeats!
This is a chain worse than corona. Break it when it infects you
AND REMEMBER!
"'there's a hope that's waiting for you in the dark
You should know you're beautiful just the way you are
And you don't have to change a thing, the world could change its heart
No scars to your beautiful, we're stars and we're beautiful'" - quoted from a song by Alessia Cara.
#scarred # caption #face #peoplearedumbattimes #dontjudge #LOVEYOURSELF
#ceesreposts #julietscorner #yaminireads #pod #mirakee #writersnetwork #writerstolli
#notyourtypeThe Scarred face
Why do looks matter so much?
that they have made
so many people
hate themselves!!
(in caption)
©notyourtype -
notyourtype
111w
The Promise
When the skies fell apart
and the sun ceased to burn
We will meet...
©notyourtype -
notyourtype
111w
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#glow
I want to thank all the benevolent hearts who have been with me here in my journey on Mirakee. I feel blessed to have known you all.
I wish you good health, love, happiness and may the lively spirit inside you guide you through the hard times!!
May radiant be the lives of people with benevolent hearts like you!
#writersnetwork #writerstolli #mirakee #ceesreposts #julietscorner #yaminireads #desperate #pod
#notyourtypeMay radiant be the lives of people with benevolent hearts.
(like you!!)
©notyourtype -
notyourtype
111w
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Days of depression
days of regression
days of happiness
days of celebration
my pen is always there
leaving marks of my thoughts
over the leaves
white as moon
Yes, that lovely cold moon
looking from above
asking stars to glow more
to lend me some of their light
and then I write
in the falling stardust
I moan
I yell
I mumble
I dwell
and I write
sitting on a deserted couch
as if it's waiting for
a long yearned dream
to come true
my hands move
my fingers dance
and my heart sing hymns
of love, of joy
of death, of war of troy
the pair of spectacles
settling nervously on my nose
sliding down now and then
with amusing strokes
eyes blinking like stars
stunned at the leaked beauty of my heart
My soul appear
in the form of words
waiting to be seen
waiting to be read
waiting to be loved!
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I always feel more lively when I write. I know its the same with you!
Try penning this down !
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#notyourtypeWhen Pens leak...
Days of depression
days of regression
days of happiness
days of celebration
my pen is always there
leaving marks of my thoughts
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notyourtype
112w
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A poem♥️
Meeting you I die
this is how
i end
you cry
but dear love
trust me
i will be alive again
to die again
be it the endless cycle
untill finally
we be together!
#crashlandingonyou #caption #poem #love #writersnetwork #mirakee #ceesreposts #julietscorner #yaminireads #cees_love_birds #pod #writerstolli
#notyourtypeThe moment I saw you
I knew My life
is going to be
a
POEM
©notyourtype -
notyourtype
113w
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Praying can help...but please pray from home!
#life #corona #home #curfew #mindit #writersnetwork #caption #writerstolli #lifeinthetimesofcorona #mirakee #ceesreposts #julietscorner #yaminireads #pod
#notyourtypeStaying home won't hurt you any near to the way losing a loved one will!
Play your part
stay home
stay safe
stay alive
©notyourtype
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gemmah
84w
Read MoreOkay the third part is out!! and it's going to be long... so you guys will enjoy it without too much gaps... Don't forget to write in the comment section the picture of any member of the royal family you would like to see.. ��✌
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PART THREE
(continuation)
TWO WEEKS AGO
"Never mother not happening"
"Alain dear, you need to settle and I insist you get married to king Eduardo of Spain's daughter, princess Yazmin" said Queen Devanna to her son.
"Or else what?" Alain said sternly." I shall do no such. all for what? you and Quincy's selfish interest "
"ALAIN!!" she said as she stood to her feet.
"Am not finished mother. Yes a wife I must pick but not of royal blood. A maiden from the nearby village here in the kingdom of Navarre. "
"WHAT in heaven's name do you mean by that?? are you out of you mind?? you mean a commoner worth enough to be bought a slave? more slaves you shall have Alain but am talking about a wife here not an unlucky being" Devanna said with disgust.
"Mother!! enough how can you say that..! slaves will I need no more. Countless of them we have! what I need... sorry what I want is a wife from the nearby village here in Navarre" Alain said angrily.
"So my feeble ears heard right" She crept back into her chair.
"ill take my leave right away.. tell Jacques to arrange for me more case files" he kisses his mother's right cheek. "See you.. mother"
A WEEK AGO
The trumpets are sound as horses rode by with messengers upon their backs announcing,
"A maiden, a maiden for the King will be chosen tomorrow! prepare!! prepare!!"
Curses, assumptions, wailing and muttering filled the air amongst the villagers and young girls as the messengers rode past.
"I knew it. He is as cold-blooded like his father, not once did I have a doubt that this unruly act of using maidens will stop" a villager said.
"it's been three years long.. why now.. why!!" a young maiden with the possible chance of being chosen said with tears already gushing out.
"Curses I lay on you King Alain" cried out a mother. she continued " Oh Lord please let my only daughter escape the fingers of the royal one.
"That idiot of a King, I knew he will definitely follow the steps of his unfaithful father" a man gave account.
"Like father like son" one said "Now I really believe that statement is true".
All these statements filled the village.
Fear and anxiety filled the girls.
Pain filled the parents on the thought of losing their girl child.. and the possibility that they were soon to die??
MEANWHILE IN THE PALACE....
to be continued
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Get all the parts at #Cursedoffroyalty
By the way.. the picture down below is that of King Alain.. ��
ALL THANKS TO PINTEREST FOR THEIR WONDERFUL IMAGE ✌✌
#inspiration #thoughtsMIXED WITH ROYALTY
PART THREE©gemmah
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gemmah
85w
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Okay guys... here is my new story. First time I'm writing a story that deals with Royalty. Hope its interesting. and a brief introduction about it is that it is about a village girl who was bethroted to the King of France.
I got inspiration to write this story from Webtoon and a book I read some years back titled "Esmeralda"��✌
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PART ONE
Emerged as King on the demise of his father,
not less than two years has he climbed the ladder
going by the rules of the ancient past,
on no account should a crime commited by a commoner (villagers) be overlooked
The commoners were highly discriminated in the kingdom of France
but yet equity ! preached the royal kingdom.
King Alain, the son of the former king, had no business with those cold-blooded rules that governed the commoners.
he himself was put-off by them. he presided over crimes and matters fairly.
But the commoners were ignorant of his kindness they feared he will be worse than his late father, the previous King.
because of that, a crime they dared not commit.
"All hail the cold-blooded King " were the chants of all those faces which had fake grins.
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It was known by all the people of France
that the former king, King Neville was not at all faithful to his wife.
maidens from the village were selected on weekly basis.
And never has there been a maiden who spends two nights in his abode.
A night with him in his chambers,
the next night is with your ancestors.
Commoners cried out for justice
But deaf the Kings' ears were to all those cries.
Presently in the Royal Kingdom of Navarre, for over three years since the demise of King Neville, no maiden has been selected.. until NOW!
THREE WEEKS AGO....
to be continued
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Okay sooo that's just the first part so so sorry if it's too long you dont have to read it if you don't want to..
Get all the parts at #Cursedoffroyalty
ALL THANKS TO PINTEREST FOR THEIR WONDERFUL IMAGE✌✌ #thoughts #inspirationMIXED WITH ROYALTY
PART ONE
©gemmah -
todayis
88w
Today
It's Sep 10 Thu 2020
©todayis -
Being Filmy.
It's raining and all I want is to share my umbrella with you.
.
©saiisha -
StiLL H..
It may seem that I've blocked all the ways for you to reach me.
But TRUST ME, I've kept one still open.
STILL HOPING.
©saiisha -
शाम से आँख में नमी सी है,
आज फिर आपकी कमी सी है। -
How can I hate you.
You started walking on different path.
AND
When I came to know,
We were on 'PARALLEL ROADS', walking with different speeds.
And what's wrong in that.
C
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C
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S.
©saiisha -
the_alchemiist
90w
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Hey My Mirakee,
The day I posted the page of my post Mid-night Diary (A SLEEPLESS NIGHT), I had promised myself never to write on Insomania again. But whenever I picked my pen to write something to distract myself from the nefarious silence of mid-night, I always ended up with "Why can't I sleep?" And this thought made me so thoughtful that I came up with this...
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SLEEP: HARDER TO FIND
(A Mid-night Alchemy)
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When demons pick at my troubled mind,
And the passage of sleep becomes harder
to find;
I close my eyes, turn out the light,
And listen to the music of the night.
First there's the silence, looming and
menacing,
The audience lies waiting, patiently
listening;
My heart is racing; it's pounding and
deafening,
The taste of tension is sour and sickening.
Outside the wind blows a sweet, sad
refrain,
That plays on repeat again and again;
It builds to a crescendo, stormy and wild,
Until it blows over and breathes like a
child.
The rythm of of the mid-night train is
clickety-clack,
'The Moonlight Sonata' for insomaniac;
It's a song of love and another heart
broken,
When so much is said without a single
word spoken.
A dripping tap becomes a cacophony,
The percussion in my moonlight symphony;
Every drip...drip...drop performed in the
overture,
Is a well-rehearsed line in my sleepless
torture.
The hymns of miners lost in the gloom,
Are sang by angels as they circle my
room;
Voices that flicker like light from a
flame,
Are swallowed by the coal-black from
which they came.
Birdsong at dawn, a heavenly choir,
Brings me to rest and my eyes start to
tire;
While sunlight chases my demons away,
I fall asleep gently to the sounds of the
DAY...!!
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@mirakee @mirakeeworld @writersnetwork @writerstolli @writersthought #pod #mirakee #writersnetwork #writerstolli #my_poetry #mirakee_reposters #insomania #sleep #night #my_poem
#lunatic_poems
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29/08/2020 (Saturday)
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The rythm of mid-night train is 'clickety-clack',
'The Moonlight Sonata' for insomaniac...!!
©the_alchemiist -
biswajitdev
92w
Read MoreFor the supreme sacrifice of #FreedomFighters,
we #Indians are awaken to life & breathing in #Freedom .
Heartfelt GRATITUDE to such great souls ��
Let's take a pledge to stand united & fight against divisive forces acting against #India's Glory & Dignity .
#HappyIndependenceDay
#JaiHindJaiBharat ����
#VandeMataram ��
#JaiMaaBharati ����
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** Freedom is
Serene Sunshine, flowers aspire
Fragrant Flower, butterflies desire
Beatific Butterfly, souls admire .**
* Serene - Clear & Calm, Beatific - Beautiful *
©biswajitdev
15.08.2020
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#Sunlight #Flower #Butterfly #IndependenceDay #Freedomin4words #wod #writersnetwork #writerstolli #pod #mirakee #ceesreposts
Picture credit to the rightful owner -- Pxwall --Freedom is
Serene Sunshine, flowers aspire
Fragrant Flower, butterflies desire
Beatific Butterfly, souls admire .
©biswajitdev
15.08.2020 -
sse7enn
99w
Read MoreDarkness is what in my blood runs
Cold nights over those warm ones
With every nightmare new fear comes
My body is froze and every bit is numb
Memories hitting hard, the old ones
Killing my soul, ain't no need of guns
Rage inside a stormy fire burns
Shoulders down, weighing a hundred tons
It all started when i was young
And now i'm here, look where my life swung
Lying down in darkness, well and truly sunk
Sometimes high, sometimes getting drunk.
