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  • selenophilic_ 4d

    Earth is s solemn proof that changes are necessary in order to overcome the darkness of night.
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  • selenophilic_ 1w

    Child Labour

    World is not a happy
    Place for someone whose childhood
    Bears no rainbows and sunshine

    At age where dreams
    Are born in the tiny eyes
    Those eyes are filled with cursed dust

    At age of learning
    Games and fun, deprived with fate
    Their hands bore numerous cuts

    At age where puzzle
    Puzzled mind they are puzzled
    With which brick is fine

    Age where there is no
    Worries those tiny hands are
    Loaded with duty

    What is pencil or
    Pen? What is a dream? For a
    Little rushing for penny

    Rushing for living
    Sleeping on a naked street
    Working whole day for their boss

    Is that children meant
    for,to build your dreams or to
    Fulfill your financial needs

    Who's responsible
    For what they suffer when they
    Undergone workload pressure

    Is it destiny?
    Is it because they are poor?
    Is it fault of birth giver?

    Who's responsible ?
    So let us stop this blame game
    Plea is urgent so let's together
    Bring voice for these small tots.
    ©selenophilic_

  • selenophilic_ 2w

    Macbeth being dependent on three hideous hags,
    Packed his bags to brutally kill the King Duncan
    His lust for power perished him;
    Preaching everyone over ambition leads to destruction.
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  • selenophilic_ 2w

    Black

    Black is the colour of my buried soul.
    Black is the colour of my deceased heart.
    Black is the colour of my imagination
    Black is the colour of my every phase.
    Black is the colour of my destiny.
    Black is the colour of my mysterious life.
    Everything is black .
    Black is my misfortune and my strength.

    //A dead poet depicting her life through colour//

  • selenophilic_ 5w

    Holding a cup of tea;I rushed towards my happy place to escape from the chaotic mess.
    The sun sets, pulling the curtain of blue bold mist aback;creating a serene atmosphere by excreting a tint of orange over every place.
    As the night fell;the sky bombarded with pink dessert hue,whipped with creamy purple over the top,moisty brown hue suffused underneath replicating the night sky as a cake.
    Its a time for sleepy star to rise and shine; similar to the sugary flakes fallen over the cake, scattered all over the marbely base; embarking moon is a not weak enough now ,it's intensified ,pale crescent moon shown like a silvery cherry adding ethereal beauty to the space.
    Last sip, Adieu to the heavenly bliss.
    Thou shall know it's not a forever goodbye;cause my love I will meet you again;
    You charmed has turned me into nyctophilic.

    @writersnetwork @miraquill #nightsky #wod #ceesrepost #pod #miraquill #writersnetwork

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    Night sky ❤️

    As the night fell;the sky bombarded with pink dessert hue,whipped with creamy purple over the top,moisty brown hue suffused underneath replicating the night sky as a cake.
    Its a time for sleepy star to rise and shine; similar to the sugary flakes fallen over the cake, scattered all over the marbely base; embarking moon is ain't weak enough now ,it's intensified ,pale crescent moon shown like a silvery cherry adding ethereal beauty to the space.
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  • selenophilic_ 5w

    Unbreakable

    Similar to the lava,When I was burning in the volcanoes of adversity.
    My pretentious eyes disguised me to unveiled truth that I am not here alone who is dealing with these ebb and flow.
    There are many angel in disguised ready to lean their hands;
    When I leaned back for support,I found no one because there's nothing like (we).
    Now the time has solidified me into a rock, unbreakable,unbothered,uncompassionate.
    Ready for any fight,well built to make my adversities abate.
    ©selenophilic_

  • selenophilic_ 7w

    Suggest a beautiful ending to my poem I am just stuck �� #advices #wod #pod #miraquill #lifeadvices @miraquill @writersnetwork

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    Heartfelt advices to my younger self:

    Dear winter born, you are not meant to easily torn;.Wait for a while everything would seek it's place just like the unleashed river find its mate(ocean).
    If springs are hard to fall in your destiny remember you are winter born petunia,you know to bloom even in wintery solstice,
    Unfurl your petals slowly slowly,this world is ain't a happy place;
    You seek, you learn,you fall,you rise, Don't make haste.
    Just like the any stars in the galaxy ,you will definitely shine no matter how much you are giant.
    In a Marathon of revolution, don't you let forget your existence;
    You are you even with flaws,so cherish them as your constellation.
    Be a master of your own boat because no one knows how to stay stable when the waves roars.
    Hold your canvas in your hands paint it with the instinct of passion whatever makes your heart vibrate listen to your rhythm and follow its base; no matter your pace, know that you are not living for the race.

    ©selenophilic_

  • selenophilic_ 7w

    Happy 100
    #100 #thanks #miraquill #wod #pod
    @writersnetwork
    Thanks you so much everyone ❤️��

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    Journey-

    I sailed my ship towards a New Island called 'mirakee' as to cut my boredom..
    A place full of heavenly people, damn helpful,damn inspiring;
    At first I was afraid,If I could settle there or the conditions I can make(writings) as I was new to this territory and its case...
    Writing is ain't my passion but my feelings passionate me to write that's how I introduced myself to everyone at particular night; settling there I hummed the tale of Polaris, everyone liked it and gave me a place...
    I occupied it but what about living,how would I survive; Rhythm is what I never followed in my life never, then how would I able to pour it in my poetries, still I did my best as I was whole damn curious.
    To wove haikus,monostich,mondo and elegant anaphora was ain't the easy task for someone who can't count cryptic syllables but have you not heard that nothing is impossible,if you right people alongside who are willing to walk to any miles..
    ©selenophilic_

  • selenophilic_ 9w

    #monostich @writersnetwork @miraquill
    #pod
    #river
    #wod

    Collaboration post ~~
    @inkandfable670 Thank you so much ��
    Thank you so much @writersnetwork ��

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    River

    River bidding adieu to small streams to engross the enormity of a sea.
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  • selenophilic_ 9w

    Sometimes ��
    Thanks @writersnetwork ��

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    Sometimes I ask myself;
    What I am running for?


    Success?-Sigh all destiny.

    Perfection?-Ahh does it's exist?

    Better Version?- Can a version really be convertible?

    Future?-Do we have a assurance of another minute?
    ©selenophilic_