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maihonhassan · 28 days

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"Par tere aage kuch bhi nahi sab khaak barabar" said no one ever :')

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sadthotminusthoutmorethought · 20 days

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I’m in love with my best friend so I wrote a shitty poem

we lay there

my head on her chest

her arms around me

and mine around hers.

we lay there

the tv flickers in the dim lighting

I think the movie protagonist is stupid

she agrees.

we lay there

her hand traces my back

she draws patterns I can’t see

I trace hearts on hers.

we lay there

I can hear her heartbeat

it’s so fast

so’s mine.

we lay there

I raise my gaze up to her face

god she’s so perfect

I hope she knows.

we lay there

just as friends

nothing more

just best friends.

#wlw #shit poem #love poem #ugh fml #fml #im in love with my best friend

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aidsyouinthinking · 4 months

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The “Metaphysics” of poems.

Where do our wounds go when they heal? Do shadows linger in the dark? Some must question are they real? Can one have a neutral ark? Does agony befall, if empathy-less trees surround? Does it exist at all, if within themselves it’s not found? Do souls shed or must it be picked? What part are we, what’s me truly? Nothing real, our mind just tricked? Singular; brain unruly?! Selfishness blinds us of consequences, If they’re never faced, were they ever there? Cooking the book of other’s expenses, does bliss waive debt from each type of affair?

#poem #original poem #poetry #original writing #poets on tumblr #shit poem #Kinda....#Eh a man's shit is another man's poem #Sorta rushed but I need to feel like I did something today :P

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barelylivingooze · 10 months

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Feeling less depressed

Creativity’s suppressed

Crawling deep into the darkest shadow

Paint turns into an amazing shitshow.

absurd.

#poems on tumblr #poetry #poetic #short poem #writing #creative writing #poem #writerscorner #creativity #tortured artist #poems and poetry #shit poem #my poem

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gay-faerie-circles · 3 months

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i am absolutely head over heels for this man

he takes care of me when i need it

and handles my heart like it’s made of glass

he is my muse and i am his

i want to paint his body, his heart, and his soul

i want to hold him close and to think him my rose

i just want to spend our days together and a big old house in the middle of a flower field

i just wanna leave this place and runaway

maybe to a place where the stars meet the sky

or a land where the sea drops off

i just want to be with him for eternity

#this ended up being a poem lmao #shit post #shit poetry #shit poem #poem #poetry #i love him #love #what the fuck

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okoninjah · 3 months

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Seems tonight

Tears fall from my eyes

But it won’t be the last time

I just miss you the most at night time

And it’s because of me

That you had to leave

Nothing I said, you’d believe

You’re the only thing that ever meant a thing

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berrychanx · 1 year

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Eh? My little sister is a tsundere? 😂

I think I've finally understood how to do shading 🥺 this took so many re-tries. I didn't know what face to give Seiji. I love his silly eyes

#tokyo mew mew #mew mew power #tokyo mew mew new #my art #fanart #seiji aizawa #minto aizawa #parodia #shit poem #famart

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imkesrealylngusrnamsanalsowrts · 1 year

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⚠️trigger warning⚠️

Mentions of depressoin/forever sleep/dr*gs

I want to preface that I'm completely okay. I'm just venting through poetry. It's a better way I've learned to cope. Instead of my old coping mechanisms. Please know that it's worth it to say alive, ok? It may not seem like it now, but it's ok. You will be able to do it. So please stay alive.

I know I've become depressed.

It happens.

I get high highs and low lows.

I don't actually want to sleep and not wake.

I'm exhausted of my routine,

Yet have no energy to change it.

I'm undesirable,

I know.

Messy hair,

Heavy eyebags,

Tiered eyes,

Always high,

Trying to escape my will to die.

It's surreal,

My birthday is coming.

Never thought that I'd make it to 20.

I have a lover,

I have friends.

Yet why do I want it to end?

So I try to get high,

So I don't die.

I think I just want to be wanted.

I feel unwanted.

I've lost my way again.

I'm tired of having to find my way,

Again.

I just want to sleep for a while.

It sounds nice.

#poetry #poems and poetry #shit poetry #shit post #idk what to tag this as #short poem #poem #shit poem

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yesnoactually · 1 year

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In the end its all about love isnt it?

platonic

romantic

the wanting to be buried close to a dear one

the holding of the hands of a stranger

the helping those who probably cant be healed no matter what you try

in the end

love is all there is

all there ever will be

love will always be there

if you look very, very closely

-Frances

#original poem #poetry #shit poem #spilled ink #short poem #love poem #love #death #writers and poets

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stinkyhorsebitch · 1 year

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Skibidibap, skibidiboo, i got a shitty sketch for you!

#Life is not about the finishline #art #skulldrawing #sketch #shit poem #shitghosting #monochrome

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thoughts-of-a-tired-teen · 1 year

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every goddamn day

is an uphill climb

and every little action

is a losing fight

and there’s no light at the end of the tunnel

because i’m drowning in my own mind

#shit poem #depressed #as fuck #kill me now #anyways slayyy

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meanslackofart · 1 year

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#shit poem #I know #bleh #myre means chutiye in Malayalam #🙃#meanslackofart #spilled thoughts #poem

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off-tip-of-my-tongue · 4 months

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Ladybug

Dec 15, 2022

A ladybug is trapped inside my window

I noticed it just the other day

I thought that it was visiting

I thought that it could leave

But that proved wrong

Because today I saw it again, crawling on the glass

A ladybug is trapped inside my window

Ladybugs have wings, in order to take to the sky

But how can it fly when it’s stuck, trapped inside my window?

Is it unhappy, stuck in there?

Maybe it doesn’t know it’s stuck

Maybe it thinks it can escape

Maybe it’s trying to fly it’s way out, but doesn’t know how

A ladybug is trapped inside my window

As I stare into my window pane

I wonder how it feels

Maybe it feels safer stuck

It cannot be hurt or eaten in there

Can only sit between four walls and watch time pass it by

Maybe when it went in there, it wanted to hide

Maybe there are predators nearby

Ones that seem sweet, seem charming

But will hurt it all the same

Maybe it knows this

Maybe it doesn’t

Maybe that’s why it hid

Maybe that’s why it’s stuck

A ladybug is trapped inside my window

As I sit in my room, I stare

I watch as it crawls and climbs the glass

Exploring, or looking for a way out?

Maybe both

Maybe neither

A ladybug is trapped inside my window

As I sit on my bed, I stare

I could get up to get food

Or to talk to my parents, to improve their mood

I could get up and leave

But instead I sit and watch the bug, from within my four safe walls

A ladybug is trapped inside my window

I watch it as it climbs

Maybe it thinks it can leave

Maybe it has left, when I wasn’t watching

Maybe it returned

Maybe it’s watching me too

Maybe we’re watching each other

A ladybug is trapped inside my window

I look over to my bedroom door

I could leave

I am not trapped, like the ladybug

But my parents are just outside of it, and I do not wish to talk

I do not wish to improve their moods

I do not wish for that to be my responsibility anymore

I do not wish to be the one to keep the peace

Maybe peace is overrated, but it makes it so much simpler

Peace allows us to ignore our problems, until the next time it is broken

Maybe I should get some food

It is noon and I’ve still not eaten

I sit inside my self-imposed cage and stare longingly, begrudgingly at the door

I could leave at any time

I could fly like the ladybug wishes to do

I could leave not just my room, but this entire house

I could, I could, I could

But I won’t, so instead I watch the ladybug climb the glass

A ladybug is trapped inside my window

I get up to go and get some food

I do not know what to eat

I do not know much anymore

I used to feel like I knew everything

But, now, I don’t even know what to eat

Eventually I get my food, anything random at all

Simply to keep my body going

I quickly turn around

I’m already anxious to return to my cage

Sometimes I leave

I walk through the nearby woods with my sister, and the tree bark feels like freedom

But I always must return soon

Our parents don’t like us out after dark

Our parents don’t like a lot of things

A ladybug is trapped inside my window

Sometimes, now, when I see ladybugs outside

I wonder if the one in my window wishes to join

If it is envious of their freedom for flight

I am, sometimes

A ladybug is trapped inside my window

There is another on the other side

It’s crawling on the glass

I thought at first that the one in the window had escaped, but it was still there

I wonder if the one outside wishes to help

I wonder if the one inside wishes to be helped

I wonder if I wish to be helped

I confuse myself sometimes

I cry within my cage, my room, wishing for help, yet never ask for it

Even when I’m outside, walking in the woods, enjoying freedom, I do not ask

Asking for things is hard

Asking for things makes you a burden

I do not ask

A ladybug is trapped inside my window

I wish that it one day will be free

Though I know it never will, not really

It will die within the cool glass pane

A ladybug is trapped inside my window

I do not know how to get the creature freed

I cannot find any holes, any spaces it could fly from

Maybe it will be trapped forever, until it dies inside the glass

I cannot help the ladybug, and the ladybug cannot help me

I do not know if either of us wish to be helped

Maybe we’ll both be stuck in our cages forever

A ladybug is trapped inside my window

I’ve never understood a creature more.

#sad poem #shit poem #poetry #shit poetry #ever since writing this I have a weird relationship with ladybugs #I feel a weird kinship with them #and I tear up when I see them sometimes #I probs need therapy lol #poem post

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ghost-leviathan · 1 year

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Do you ever draw something, and think to yourself “Why did I think this was a good idea?” Yah well, artist hold to much power in my opinion and things shouldn’t be drawn….so here’s a drawing I found from last year or so of the Yassafied Pinocchio as Aiden…