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eefrostpoetry · 10 months

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sing me a song while i sleep so that your voice may enter my dreams

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victormalonso · 9 days

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poema de amor | victor m. alonso

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maxinewisewrites · 25 days

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my photos are grainy

no time to capture

a clear shot

of a world held

together by strands

of darting pieces.

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creatingnikki · 3 months

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you tell me you don't like poetry. that you prefer a messy text with bad grammar but authentic emotion. and I smile and tell you that my poetry is a lot like that, a list of drunk texts at 2 am I never sent the person I wrote them for. minus the bad grammar. but authentic emotion? but words that aren't pompous? expression that's human? that's what my poetry is. and now at close to 2 am, I want to send you some texts. authentic emotion. lower caps. lacking punctuation perhaps. but what would I say? I'm not drunk. and I'm not in love. maybe one day you will read my poetry and wonder if in another universe we would know each other better and how wonderfully authentic that would be, how spectacularly human.

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lovelyydarlingg · 8 months

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“The desire to be touched by you in multiple different ways is unbearable, touch my heart , body and soul all at once.”

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puchipi · 11 months

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“You touch me and suddenly I feel a little less war torn. I'm not sure what peace is supposed to feel like but I think it may feel a lot like you"

anatomy-of-rains (via wordsnquotes)

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lovediariesofanintrovert · 6 months

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If a poem hasn't ripped apart your soul, you haven't experienced poetry.

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thepastisapebbleinmyshoe · 20 days

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Do you wonder what I see, or how I interpret the world, and all it's distorted beauty. The books I read, and how I, sit at home, to quietly fill time, as he becomes a distant thought, drifting so elegantly out of sight. Shall I stumble in multidimensional, and intrinsic qualities, that separate, me from you, melodramatic interludes. What a powerful burden you bestow, I've politely refused, for I'm not a light, or mortal man's delicate burning muse. So, please do not beg me to breathe, the air from his lungs, an infatuated love, only to evaporate with the morning sun, for each night he will die and I will rise, in a temporary utopia, made of him and I.

Utopia

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coffeexxcigarettes · 30 days

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I tied myself shut

With band aids and rubber bands

In that office in the attic.

If the night was cold,

I couldn't feel it.

But I shivered

As I climbed into bed.

Hollow.

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wotchergiorgia · 1 year

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slowfalter · 4 months

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Solar system stickers on the ceiling

to remind us of our limitless potential

from the safety of our beds.

Infinite freedom,

tucked in tight

with crushing expectation.

You could be an astronaut.

You could be a poet.

Anyone can write a poem,

all you have to do

is take all that is most achingly beautiful,

vastly small,

and terrifyingly true,

and make it about you.

A poet is a black hole

with a heart of densest everything,

supermassive in your chest,

crushed like a can.

I want to grasp the universe

and paint with it a discount shadow.

I’ll take the Milky Way.

It’s the only way.

Poetry is the edge of space

and I’m a billionaire

in a private shuttle,

expelling carbon faster than the speed of light.

It’s the impatient toe tapping of the nuclear apocalypse,

it’s the heat death of your parents’ marriage,

it’s when you want to eat the clouds,

don’t force it.

Poetry is having a boner for the world

and then crying about it.

It’s that trickle down your body

when you’re getting kissed

or hope is draining out,

for one last time.

For the last time,

don’t forget that

you have a galaxy inside of you,

nobody can see.

You could be an astronaut,

metaphorically speaking,

you have limitless potential,

anyone can write poetry.

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paloma-pan · 7 days

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ardent-reflections · 11 months

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A poem Begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.

Robert Frost

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phoebe-a-poetry · 5 months

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No one told me how violent peace was. How much blood in my veins had to be spilt in order to no longer have the want for offering my body up for slaughter. To be unwilling to negotiate the value of my life in careless hands. Disconnecting desire from the word prey, that to be hunted is to be sought. If that is how you love, I do not want to be loved.

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thejournalofveronica · 10 months

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God I hate writers, they're so dramatic.

They'll take their misery

And transform it into art.

They'll use their sadness as an ingredient

in every recipe.

And thy will all taste great.

They will use you as their material

And you would not be able to object.

Because they have used you when things were nice too.

They'll say you're their inspiration

And it will seem romantic

But it isn't.

They'll lead you on with their writing

Let you sympathise

And feel things

When they're not even sad anymore.

They do the best they can

With what they feel

And sometimes

A person only has to

Feel

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thepastisapebbleinmyshoe · 8 days

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I often wonder what constellations must have aligned, to shape the parallels, of our beautiful, unique and complex lives. Those years I spent feeling lost and afraid, sitting in a neighborhood bar with people, who appear resolute, delusional, ashamed. I found beauty in kindness and compassion, and accepted the help I didn't feel deserving of, in those first few weeks and depressing months. There were parts of myself I numbed to survive, and for a time I felt that was more than enough, that I'd done all the work left, to ever be done. Unfortunately, I discovered that surviving, was the beginning, it would take more time, than I was willing to give, awaking each day, in a quiet home, out of reach and safe. I haven't forgotten how I arrived here, the desperation and loneliness of a life, so far away from home and prying eyes, for him it made my illness easier to dismiss, in the year that passed, untreated and denied.

Parallels

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