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memories-beneath-the-skin · 3 days

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Overgrown vegetation, merging and intertwined with fallen trees and a collection of various debris have taken over the last remnants of a path few remember exist or seek to travel.

Pressing through hostile barriers from nature's natural reclaiming defenses, easy to become lost,the mind becomes tired and desire to turn around begins to burn through the thoughts that take up residence, evaporating the drive that feeds the expedition.

A catch in the throat, intake of breath held, reactions of first sight of the small patch of sloping roof, covered in the same moss that clings to the trees, had one failed to look in the right direction and know what to look for they would continue their journey like most and pass right by without knowing. Some structures naturally stay invisible to most.

Maybe we don't dare choose to see.

Pushing through to see the entire structure you realize it isn't what one typically has envisioned, the roof has caved in, decades of weather, lack of care and weakening weapon of time has taken its toll.

Windows opaque from dust, cracked in some places, spider lines of stress tenderly clinging to survive , others places gaping holes where glass once stood its ground, now laying in pieces unseen.

Your heart begins to slide into your chest, disappointment flushing across your mind, yet you move closer to the door. The one you have desired to open, the one that draws.

Trepidation, uncertainty as you reach for the doorknob, still firm in its wooden cradle, cold to the touch, a slight catch as you turn it and the slide mechanism fights from its home in the frame and you hear the click of release.

Pushing lightly, you feel resistance, years of life have blocked it's natural swinging arc of travel, hinges bind and once free scream with torment of performing the action, one that should be easy, one that they were designed but have seldom done.

Finger tips pause and linger, resting on the weathered worn wood exterior. Chipped surface varnish flaking into dust on the skin.

Should one bother a space this secluded,disturb it's solitude, a place so withdrawn and guarded from life?

What right does one have to allow their heart to beat, blood to flow, lungs to pull in air inside this uninvited space?

Maybe one will be disappointed what lies inside.

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faerieicetea · 1 year

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people who get excited about stars, moons and sunsets are my kind of people

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miukore · 2 years

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From 'Intimacy' by Hannah Cao

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words-at-night · 1 year

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shelivesthepoetryyy · 1 year

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he kissed my scars and said: "you taste like the love others would drown in, but my thirst for you will always remain."

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paintmeinpoems · 1 year

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And i'll probably never tell you how much I loved you,

but I would have rode through hell if that's what I had to do to have you.

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alex-a-roman · 10 months

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I dream alone

Sometimes I feel as if I wasted my life, Chasing the right words to paint blank pages With pastel colours that cannot erase All the dark memories trapped insides these bones.

But every night I feel as if I lived a thousand times, With every new story that I ink Fickle ghosts from the past come to haunt, Tragic phantoms birthed from dust, centuries before me.

With every new poem, I become someone else, Transcend in a separate realm where time dissipates With each second I mark pages with worlds, With each word, I continue to dream alone.

~ A. A. Roman

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eefrostpoetry · 1 year

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inside of her was a universe unfolding endlessly; a heart that knew no bounds

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dobaara · 10 months

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bridges & circles of laughter and clouds by S.R.

day 18 using @/mercuriian 's prompts (x): ‘(tilted)’

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skyexrose · 8 days

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One deep talk and apology can fix a lot of things but people ain't mature enough for that.

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inkwelloftheheart · 2 months

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The rain falls in sheets Mirroring the storm that rages deep inside.

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memories-beneath-the-skin · 3 months

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If i could I would tie you up

Bind your arms your defenses

If i could I would cover your eyes

Awaken your senses of sound and touch

Remove the relied upon sight to come to conclusions

If i could I would leave my marks on your flesh

Craft my poetry on your skin where I desire to roam

Every bruise, bite, scratch a syllable of poetry on your canvas

A story only I could read, a novel only you would feel

Volumes of desire written with deepest emotions

If i could I would feast

Not to hurriedly consume

To slowly treasure your flavor upon my teeth

If i could I would devour

Not just the surface of your body

Dig deep into the marrow of your bone

If i could I would leave my essence deep in your soul

My energy flowing in your blood

Relishing every muscle contraction of your heart

If i could I would embed myself in your cells

Permiate your thoughts and dreams

If i could I would disable the mechanism of time

Elongate every moment, every touch I lay upon you

Spend every moment bringing you to rapture and release

Mapping every muscle curve, taste and thought of you to memory

My greatest voyage, never ending travels

If i could I would mark you as mine

Every moment desired, every second needed

Day or night

Every breath I take, every action I partake you would be my focus

My delight, my joy, my pleasure, my addiction

If I could I would hold your hand

Fight for your dreams, lay with your demons

No thought too dark

No detail too trivial

No moment I'd leave your side

If i could I would make you mine

Come home to you no matter the way

Hold your beating heart in my hands

Knowing it's all I'd ever need

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faerieicetea · 1 year

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if you remember anything of me, after i leave this world, remember that i loved even when it was foolish. that i cared even when it was unwanted. when my body is gone, please remember my heart.

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nida-qureshi · 11 months

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Atleast i am kind. Atleast i was kind. Atleast ive been kind.

#kindness #be kind to yourself #spilled pages #spilled poem #spilled tears #sketch

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words-at-night · 1 year

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sillyfishh · 3 months

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#cats of tumblr #cute cats #tumblr milestone #my post #spilled words #spilled pages

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