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  • the_world_is_unknown 13w

    An analysis :

    I left my home few months ago, the home which was definition to my lexicon, which was shelter to my freezing tears, POETRY.
    I had picked up my scattered thoughts at a time when I was too immature to describe a rainbow as an Aristotle's art. But I met some souls, who showed me how beautiful poetry was, how beautiful it felt to reflect yourself with those words.
    My hands started to write again, but this time it was for this delicate heart, for this rigid mind. Admirers of poetry supplied ink to this mind, which just wandered for some doses of vitamins of emotions.
    Not too long ago, these hands felt tired of the chaos all around. This mind was not able to portray the anxiety within. This heart was throbbing in those sleepless nights when even the ink felt shy to reflect the emotions of this heart.
    To make my heart and mind free from this shame, I left my home. The souls made my heart feel stronger and now it was throbbing with a new hope.
    But, the hands weren't free enough to just embrace again the rusting lexicon. But when the world went down worshipping goddesses, the hands wrote four lines of poetry. My mind was calm, my heart wanted to feel the rainbow again. But for short did it last, uncertainties made this heart again uneasy. Fear of losing someone, made this mind colourless and again with the world coming on track, I had to leave again.

    Those scented papers, the rusted lexicon, the monochromatic ink and that pulmonary poetry ; all lie in silence in the room where once this heart used to giggle at the mind's misery and the mind used to shut it up by blocking some arteries.

    Something that I loved is left chocking in the vapours of isolation.

    I thought love would last forever. I was wrong.


    Bye :-)
    #end #wod #pod #mirakee #writersnetwork #ceesreposts #poetry #lost

    @miraquill @writersnetwork

    @fromwitchpen @heartsease I wrote :-)

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    Scented papers, rusted lexicon, monochromatic ink and pulmonary poetry,
    All are lost in the anatomically hypothetical questions of existence.

  • the_world_is_unknown 14w

    I had tears penning it down for you my Grandpa.. the pain you are suffering today grandpa, I can't see that... You did a lot for others, and you faded yourself amidst completing other's dreams...but I know what you deserved and you will be forever be a PART OF ME.
    You now don't call me RANI, you are so lost in your pain but trust me your Rani will be forever be your Rani, however grown up I may become.
    You promised that you will see me becoming a doctor and now please don't break it ... Please be with me

    @writersnetwork #mirakee #writersnetwork #wod # love #pain #ceesreposts

    @heartsease @tamanna3 @rimi_ojha

    @/fromwitchpen @/puranidiary @/daffodilpearlzz @/inked_selenophile @/_astitva be back soon ❤️

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    You will be forever a part of me

    Poems wondering for winter touch
    from the wrinkled hands,
    That broke my nightmares
    like the untold promises.
    An analysis of metaphors of his life,
    That made his smile an oxymoron,
    His eyes a lie and
    left an apostrophe in his mind.
    Monologue of a hypothetical life,
    That he once drew
    With the left pastels of his life,
    Soon faded with some mystical wonders,
    That you call disasters.
    ICU of your dreams,
    Lie in my heart.
    To whom I supply
    a part of my soul,
    To see the lost you in them
    and make a hypothetical YOU.

    Forever yours
    ~Your Rani

  • the_world_is_unknown 14w

    At the end, you are just a hologram of intimate emotions condensed with the sorrow of being maledicted.


    I literally had tears, after penning these few lines after long..they are meaning the world to me write now ��
    @miraquill @writersnetwork
    #mirakee #writer #ceesreposts #wod #november #book
    @tamanna3 @heartsease @_astitva_ missed tagging you all ❤️

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    When this world will sleep
    Inhaling the aroma of the forgotten November,
    You will be breathing the pages
    Of the story that's over.

  • the_world_is_unknown 29w

    A Vintage Anatomy

    Crisp domains of life, squeezed dreams;
    Haulting horizons, twilight of memories;
    Undiscovered omens, quest for living;
    A completed alchemist, cicatrixes of love;
    Museums of identity, bars of beauty;
    Radioactive felicity, chlorinated melancholy;
    Evaporating oasis, ephemeral deserts;
    Incessant voyages, calming storms;
    Filtered sunsets, drunken nights;
    Rotted caravans, aromatic sighs;
    Dumb trivias, screaming reality;
    Dusted bookshelf, dirty personality;
    Stretched meninges, folding pericardium;
    Bloated heart, shrunk arteries;
    Shadow of poet, monochromatic woods;
    Refracted scars, blooming hormones;
    Dying humanity, immaculate poetry;
    Fading rainbows, dancing daffodils;
    Warm winters, freezed autumn;
    Collapsing walls, constructed analysis;
    Maculate knives, pure criminals;
    Failing legislation, dying victims;
    Smoked diadems, shining charcoal;
    Wilted sunflowers, halfed whole;
    A crimson poet being a house of home.

    - an alien in disguise ( living behind frozen eyes)



    An Anatomy by an alien who lives within us and is unknown of the reality.

    #visit #wod #pod #alien #mirakee #ceesreposts #writersnetwork #ceesreposts

    @writersnetwork @miraquill

    When I feel exhausted, I hibernate on mirakee (hope you will understand)

    @daffodilpearlzz missing you ❤️
    @sangfroid_soul will read you soon
    @inked_selenophile moonie ❤️

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    A Vintage Anatomy

    Radioactive felicity, chlorinated melancholy.

    ~ the alien in you


  • the_world_is_unknown 29w

    Please don't hate me for this ��
    I suck at rhyming and also I may not get time later so I posted now...will delete soon and will post something not related to challenge but a simple piece of mine...

    #pictorial #wod #pod #mirakee #poem #writersnetwork #ceesreposts

    @writersnetwork @miraquill

    @inked_selenophile thank you for making me understand this prompt...
    @heartsease today's prompt ��
    @sangfroid_soul Devika di ❤️ tagged you for the first time

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    dualism .

  • the_world_is_unknown 29w

    I grew daisies and sunflowers in your heart and watered them all winters, only to lose them in the morphology of seasons.

    In summer,
    Conundrums in the dreams of a poet, made me awake amidst the pragmatic promises that I made to the forbidden petals of your heart. Aromatic seeds of sunflowers still play with the colors of my polaroids, making them scented like the hyacinth of hope. Allegories dancing in the filters of sun rays, tear manuscripts describing love that resides in heart, making way for the meninges of my mind to steal some brimming emotions from the sonnets of John Keats.

    In autumn,
    Leaves from the branches of hyberbole shred tears of acrylic world when the diastole of memories in the burnt gardens makes asynchronous season of falls with the opaque shadow of emotions from the clouds of a poet's heart.

    In the anonymous season,
    Herbarium with sheets of emotions spray mercuric chloride on the few preserved specimens of the daisies I grew and I stained the petals of sunflower in the water bath to make them translucent with pain.

    And when the winters arrive,
    I sit with some rose petals, adoring them for the thorns of reality they have, whose pricks make this bleeding heart home to a lot wandering love stories. Still the books of anatomy of life, play with the definitions of love that are decorated only in the albums of abandoned museums.

    / Anna Karenina decorates my nights in forgotten springs, when amnesiac alliterations wandering to water flowers feel drowsy under the wine of poetries.
    Cacophony from the cumulus clouds create coruscating sunshine amidst creepy nights of reality, making the blooming sunflower and daisies in the yard of lies, wilted with acid of purified definition./


    This was temp ��

    #choose #wod #pod #mirakee #writersnetwork #poem #daisy #ceesreposts

    @writersnetwork oh my god !! Consecutive repost and the fastest one I ever got ...means alot ❤️ thank you ��

    @miraquill overwhelmed with this ❤️ thank you ���� my first pod ...and you know? This was temp

    @heartsease @squared @inked_selenophile

    @/fromwitchpen @/tamanna3

    I have learnt a lot from you people in this journey of mine .... Thank you for being my constant ❤️

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    I grew daisies and sunflowers in your heart and watered them all winters, only to lose them in the morphology of seasons.

  • the_world_is_unknown 30w

    I borrowed a handful of blue sky from my last lover and kept it in the black and white jar of retro life with pastel stained dreams. I see a love stained moon amidst the mist of jars that fills my monochromatic voids which live in the lines of my poetry. Filtered sun rays belong to my emotions building aesthetic wallpapers in heart.

    Failed metamorphosis of catterpillars breath dead petrichor and fold them in the meninges of homo sapiens when taxonomy of unknown viruses of love make sky lines in the misty jars. The gravity of love fail infront of the gravity of love stained moon that rotates the heart of every poetic soul on this soil.

    The stars in the sky bounded in jar, are ICU to my homesick dreams that stain my metaphors with the crushed strawberries. Preserved eyes of a poet for transplantation of authentic illusions, name the meteors as its retina which falls every now and then lightning up dim, exhausted hearts.

    Nomenclature of elements of sky fall short, making sky home to echoing poetry.



    Sorry, was inactive with load of work.

    #prose #wod #pod #poetry #mirakee #writersnetwork #ceesreposts #belongc

    @writersnetwork thank you so much ❤️ after long
    @miraquill thank you for EC . Grateful ❤️

    @jeelpatel congratulations ���� and your interview helped me a lot today to start writing again with fresh mind
    @inked_selenophile I wrote for you ❤️
    @daffodilpearlzz take care love and be back soon ❤️

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    Taxonomy of unknown viruses of love make sky lines in the handful of blue sky. Love stained moon rotates the heart of poetic souls and the stars are ICU for my homesick dreams, making the sky home to echoing poetry

  • the_world_is_unknown 30w

    Retro dust over the attic
    Makes the alveolies to bloom,
    With the essence of sonnets
    That still sing love stories.

    Casettes of memories
    Fold the reels of purity,
    Preventing the imprints
    Of dreamy love to fade.

    Vintage diaries are
    Cascades of childhood,
    With the wrinkled pages
    Of black and white world.

    Radios of 90s
    Work with hope,
    That is hidden behind
    The melodies of anaphoras.

    Dusted earings make
    Gray voids of emptiness,
    Which craves for some
    Words of poem.

    Long lost childhood smiles,
    From the colours of polaroids.
    That is now a dream for an artist
    To paint, with so many colours.

    The darkest of corners
    Feel home to the dust of crimson heart,
    That was once wandering in the attic
    With the aroma of memories.

    There lies a rose of poem,
    At the bottom of attic.
    Making the aura pure
    With the metaphors of childhood. Read

    /Civilizations pass discovering colours to cover reality, but still the darkest corners of attic have the most colourful pastels of the world covered with the sheets of guiltless childhood/



    Getting recurring vibes ...temp...

    #attic #wod #vintage #pod #mirakee #ceesreposts #writersnetwork #temp
    @writersnetwork thank you for ❤️
    @miraquill not habituated for this

    @daffodilpearlzz @heartsease @squared will read you all soon..

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  • the_world_is_unknown 31w


    /Chasing melting rainbows with the vintage tints of humanity/

    // Saffron shades from colourless tears of endangered humanity, served the pastels of Van Gogh to paint rare rainbows that melts and fades every second when humanity cries in pain//

    Cashews of heart are embedded
    In the jars of black and white rainbows,
    Hidden behind the diaries of
    Forgotten childhood that still breaths.

    Asynchronous clouds
    Weave cobwebs,
    To filter the vagabonds
    Reaching rare rainbows penned optical illusions.

    Perfect arcs in storms of barbarian,
    Caffeinate a poet's heart
    Who sees it at onyx nights,
    With the telescope of vintage love.

    What a poet longs for,
    Are the acronyms of emotions.
    That make this optical illusion,
    Still a dream to catch again and preserve
    In the preservatives of kindness.

    Freezing oatmeals at nights,
    Serve the berries over cobblestones.
    Wrapped in freezing cardigans,
    Dropped over by a wanderer of shades.

    Wanderers see allegories dancing
    On the deformed edges,
    That slowly fades every night
    With the misty hustle.

    Daffodils of folklores,
    Sing ironical war poetries
    Which freezes the edges for a nanosecond
    But it again starts to fade behind the caramelised cumulus clouds.

    Myths of wanderers,
    Ring the bells of
    Temple of poetries,
    Waking soul of aristotle with the screams of angels.

    Hue of lost colours,
    Cries of regretting manhood.
    Make the rainbow alive
    Only in the albums of living childhood.

    /Chases continue, sacrificing those aesthetic wallpapers but all end up falling in the lake filled with potion of humanity but still the homo sapiens disregard the colourless water of humanity for defining the acronyms of lost emotions/


    #rainbow #wod #pod #mirakee #ceesreposts #writersnetwork #poem

    Thank you @writersnetwork for kind read and ❤️

    @themoongirl I adore you ❤️ keep writing
    @squared snehh!!
    @fading_saudade you will always be my heart's ease xd

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  • the_world_is_unknown 31w

    Happiest birthday Purva Di @heartsease❤️❤️❤️

    You were the first person whom I met on mirakee and since then you have been my constant suporter. My heart feels overwhelmed after seeing your love ❤️❤️ me loves you a lot ❤️❤️
    Please accept this small wish from your lil sis ❤️

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