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cheetahwordspoems · 1 year
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08 February 2023
‘This Heart and Yours’
Filled with a story, tenderly unique.
Paths striving with parts broken and whole.
A language the heart learned…
The heart speaks many tongues,
learning the course of life’s lessons.
Starting with where we begun,
ending with where we go,
how we are now.
Time finds us. We find ourselves,
gifted with our truth and the written scripture of of our lives.
Laughter, tears, smiles, and fears.
The stories of our soul.
Bravery never really leaves without a sound,
the camber will roar rumbles and love loud.
The deep passion, the silent compromise, and too be desired.
The humble loyalty, the modest connection, and the tender gestures.
We find time.
May they uniquely thrive,
Your heart and mine.
By,
NCM
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themodelscoach · 5 years
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#aboutmagic #whatmagicmeanstome 😮🤔 “With time I’ve learned that it is important to surround oneself with humans of one’s own energy because multiplying high vibrations on collective frequencies enhance our magic! ✨👸🏼🔥🤴🏼✨🎉Always remember though, that magic can also grow where there’s madness or chaos. 🖤🖤🖤💔❣️❣️❤️💗💖💖I am of those who like to believe that magic is also to be found outside one’s comfort zone.... 🤓so one must always keep pushing up, just like plants 🌱🍀🌳always growing towards the sky and against gravity or whatever force pulling down! 🧐 Still, always keep in mind that one must not forget to take care of one’s light, because with great power comes great responsibility. 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼 So one must never allow whoever to drive us crazy or pretend that we are. » ~Nel~ 🤷🏼‍♀️💪🏼💃🏼😎🙃😁😘🥰 #thinkaboutit #tothinkabout #aboutmagic #whatismagic #wiccansofinstagram #craziesandweirdos #freakymoods #philosophyquotes #writersonig #writerscircle #montrealwriter #montrealwriters #nelmoschetto #freestylewriter #consciousthoughts #awakenyoursoul (at Planet Earth) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bxb2iMpnyxJ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1ulpoh03tlxo5
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lovehardt · 3 years
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The blaring music and flickering neon lights illuminating the whole space was something I got used to. The mingling scent of the aromatic effervescence of my strawberry champagne and omnipresent nicotine in my hand, they all were inadequate to make me feel my soul ache, and my heart drum a beat. Not even shots of caffeine could make me my heart throb, not any nightcaps wpuld make me feel dizzy and fluttery. Even with my drunk state of mind, I was nowhere in the state of oblivion. I was alive, but not living. Not with anyone else but you.
I still hasn’t familiarized to this kind of living. Waking up in the morning to buy the ingredients of your favorite dish– soba, worshipping your sun kissed complexion in the dawn and moon shone hair in the dusk, feeling the crestfallen ambience as the clement yet rigid breeze hits our skin ; now all alone. God, how am I supposed to efface the fragments of the most noteworthy catastrophy I encountered? Am I finally close to what they call betterment? Or am I drifting away to only fall apart?
I searched everywhere, but there wasn't any trace of the one whom I bleed for. You.
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madfrancis · 4 years
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Millennial Manifest
Change is on the horizon. We were still ordering off of the kids menu in the midst of a global dine-n-dash scheme that left us holding the bill whilst too young to comprehend what was happening.
Pockets were lined to ensure their supremacy into the foreseeable future. The fattest pigs have been guaranteed their meals. Meanwhile, the working class will continue to incur the debt and interest. The luxuries of the well-to-do are still made possible by cash advances on the forgotten millennial generation’s aspirations. It used to be that imperialists would utilize conquest to cover their asses. However, as conquest becomes more difficult with the world watching online... They’ve resorted to squeezing domestically.
It appears that all parties are complicit in these actions and yet they polarize us as if it’s a simple ‘us vs them’ fix.... and while we continue to pick at each other over a few differences, they continue to make backroom deals and it’s business as usual. The real change will come when we realize that we all have far more in common than these differences that are being shoved down our throats. Only when we reach this point, will we be an overwhelming voice to be heard. We will always have our differences and those should be celebrated. However, if we look past what makes us different and focus more on creating a governing body that puts what we all have in common first... It will improve the lives of everyone. That sounds ideal, right? It does, but nothing simple can just be simple.
Term Limits. Break up huge monopolies. Get the money out of politics. Focus on the work being done and not the people doing it. Focus on content instead of a talking head looking to climb the media ladder.  We need a selfless generation that’s not concerned with popularity. We need a generation willing to plant a tree so that the future generations will have shade. We need long-term guidance and multi-generational planning. It can all be fixed. That being said, it can also fall apart. 
Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness are great... There’s no fucking around there. However, I also think that the majority of people are looking for a sense of purpose and I believe that’s been eroded. It used to be that if you worked hard, you could get somewhere and when you were no longer able to work hard... You were taken care of. We don’t have any of that now. There’s no guarantees and no one looking out for anyone. I was taught when I was young to not even worry about social security because it wouldn’t be there. They were right. The funds were misappropriated and the people that did the misappropriating have told us it’s our faults. Bullshit.
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bethanyfiegen · 4 years
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Not Again
It’s been a while since I put  The thoughts in my head to  Paper and a pen
But at the end,  Will it matter if I did? No one sees this ink No one is hearing me. It’s happened again I cry for help - and no one takes it  Seriously
When will they take it seriously? Their dismissal helps nothing Anguish in my heart, Anguish in my head.
It fades for a while, I’ve learned how to hide it It fades for a while, Then suddenly it’s striking
Strikes hard, strikes fast, Draws blood, breaks trust. I’m alone again Ashamed again I’m gone again Oh God not again.
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donotgoinsane · 5 years
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Sim Love ❇️
Do you ever wonder how societal norms restrain us as human beings? Look at history and how things have changed over the course of time. Look at how we view certain ways of the past and laugh, cringe, or shriek. Let’s focus on something light as an example - courtship. As I listened to the classical station while on my commute into work, I pictured a dance in the Victorian Era. Girls adorned in lavish dresses, with enough fabric to drown in, giggling as they finished a dance with a gentleman. How a kiss on a gloved hand would have left a lady blushing.
Then there’s today - finding a d*ck pic in your DM is just another eye-rolling Tuesday morning. So I wondered, how would humans naturally pair if just dropped into nature? For reference: I’m picturing sims being placed in that open green area. All different types of people, but there are no cars, houses, jewelry, phones, or fancy clothes. What would bring two people together? Is it as simple as location and convenience? What would make one man or woman stand out to someone over the next? I’m not necessarily talking about beauty, or at least not in the generic sense. I mean, if there are 15 gorgeous girls in a convenient location near a man seeking - when chosen, what about her pulled him in? Is it biology? Pheromones? Did she make him laugh? Was he intrigued by the way she hunted for her next meal? I’m so curious.
Looking back throughout history, or even just in different cultures. There are social norms that have been created. That’s human nature then, I guess? To create structure? To create a system of right and wrongs? Of how to be? I’m just spitballing here, no knowledge. I’m sure there are studies that have gone over this, but I am not trying to get intellectual. I’m just curious and maybe it’s because of my own quest for love, so to speak. Jeez, I cringed as I typed that. But in all fairness it is something I’d like. I’ve had my share of failed relationships, and I would like to find my match.
So it got me thinking. Maybe it has nothing to do with what we think it does. Who cares what you look like, what you do for a living, where you live. Strip yourself down to that sim in a green field. What do you have left? What can you offer? That’s what will really sync you up with someone. You have to see your mate the same way, though. So how do I find that person? The one I can happily share a plain, pixelated, patch with for all of eternity?
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trappaskunk · 2 years
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#spiralbound #howmany #loops #tothecenter ... #notebook #sketchbook #selfportrait #drawing #penandink #beard #man #blackletter #freestylewriting #calligraphy #selfdiscovery #animus #anima https://www.instagram.com/p/CbKDBWBu198/?utm_medium=tumblr
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caldeyanne · 2 years
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Raise a hand in the comments if you're feeling this 💃🏻🕺🏻💃🏽 I created the background using my new favourite painting technique Acrylic Pouring and then added my font on top. Popped it in a frame & focused my energy towards my message.. Plant Seeds In The Mind To Blossom In Real Life 😶‍��️🌞🌻 Do you want one? I'm currently accepting personalised requests, so reach out asap before it's too late - Maybe a perfect gift for Mother's Day? Quotes & Colours can be changed to match the person 💁🏽‍♀️💜✨ Fun fact.. my Granny is a sign painting for Caldey Island and you can find her art around Tenby as well as on the Island 💃🏻🕺🏻💃🏽 #CraftWithCaldesigns #ItsCaldesigns #SignWriting #ItsASign #FreestyleLifestyle #TypographyInspired #AcrylicPouringArt #AcrylicPaintPour #FramedArtwork #FreestyleWriting #PersonalisedQuotes #MothersDayGifts #MakeItPersonal #EpsomAndEwell #WorcesterPark #EpsomDowns #WaltonOnThames #Tadworth #Tolworth #Surbiton #Kingswood #Dorking #WaltonOnTheHill #Leatherhead #BoxhillSurrey #SurreyLife #Wimbledon #MertonAbbeyMills #SouthWimbledon #SouthCroydon (at Epsom and Ewell) https://www.instagram.com/p/CbFg4MJIlVZ/?utm_medium=tumblr
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clairenimbus · 3 years
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A Theory of Creation
The beginning of an ending can mean the creation of a masterpiece, without the writer every writing a word. 
It all remains in the mind as subconscious thought processes that have not yet come to life. 
To begin writing an ending could mean completing a masterpiece or destroying the process of creation. 
The masterpiece is already in creation subconsciously, it is up to the writer to comprehend their mind’s eye. 
To make sense of subconscious thought, all writers practice this but only few take advantage of it. 
The key is to trust the process of creation as it unravels itself to the mind’s eye. 
Creation is not limited by time but rather by a writer’s impatience. 
Patience is the key to successful creation because the writer is able to let go of the concept of time and experience the slow realization of their subconscious thoughts coming to life. 
To understand the subconscious mind means to trust in the instantaneous instances of “Eureka!” that appear to the writer as random. 
But in truth, they are perfectly timed by the subconscious mind to occur when the mind is at its clearest. 
Look at it this way, that moment of “Eureka!” is your subconscious mind coming to a realization of how to explain the thought process to your conscious mind. 
A writer is not aware of the subconscious thought process until the subconscious mind has a way to explain it properly through your brainwaves. 
I do not know how the science of thinking works but I do have an understanding that there is a unique relationship between subconscious and conscious thought. 
Which most of us are unaware of, hence why we refer to these experiences as moments of “Eureka!” 
If you want to be able to use more brain power forget about the concept of time and simply feed your mind information, let it work with this information subconsciously and then when the time comes the answer will come to you just like that. 
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svnsmendoza · 4 years
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4:00pm (07/27/20)
you think about me n i think about you.
being far away is about to make me sorta blue.
but there is no fear, for what we have is true.
i’ll still think about you and you’ll think about me too.
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cheetahwordspoems · 2 years
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25 September 2022
‘Nothing Less & Everything More’
Be the language of tender hearts, we have hurt.
Speak with kindness like the leaves on the trees that bristle together. Shimmering soft soothing tones.
Be mindful of the mind for it is full of dreams and wonder. Gazing into the eyes of a love that has left for a slumber. Due to drawn out lessons of winded times.
Tell me your wants and your desires.
A welcome with open arms, a leap of love.
Keep on strong, for there I lead in the embrace.
Brave, walking in the faith of dusty caves.
I am here for you, cob webs and all.
I will light the lanterns, long worn and dented.
We walk together through the gardens, the offsprings of the garden of Eden.
Be here.
Where we have walked before. Where we have grown. What has grown beneath our feet. The foot prints we leave behind.
I stand in your waiting, sunrise to sunset. Star gazed at the night sky. Head high for the trees. Centered in sight of the mountains designs. Within as the water ripples, settles, and repeats.
Spiritually risen, physically found.
Through the highs and lows.
Your roots here. My roots here.
We are this peace within these trees. We are the roots weaving the lands.
This is our growth where these flower petals bloom, wilt, and renew.
To be wholesome again and speak the language of tender hearts.
To have peace and kindness.
To lean on trust once again, understanding who we are within.
By,
NCM
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theseasonsofrose · 4 years
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~ I fell so deeply ~ It might have been a summer fling because in my world, not every thing last forever. But I can hold onto the memories, and be reminded of all the things that made me smile. . . . . . #seasonsofrose🌹 #poetry #poem #lovepoem #poemlover #rhymelover #metaphors #poetrycommunity  #poetryhealsme #poetryofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #poetrygram #bymepoetry #freestylewriting #aspiringwriter #poet #storyteller #soulwriter #womenwhowrite #writersandpoets #writersofig #inspiredbylife #photography #summer #romance #memories #happyplace #flowers #tropicalcolors (at Flower Garden) https://www.instagram.com/p/CFYPjvfFVBK/?igshid=14i3y9w6bdhsd
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thepoeticdrifter · 6 years
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I’ve written so much that I’ve began to wonder if any of it makes sense anymore. Happy Friday guys. #poetry #poem #writing #freestylewriting #restlessmind #art #unfinishedwork
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#words #wordart #quote #grunge #art #writer #book #love #truth #life #hopelessromantic #realtalk #wordporn #poem #poet #poetry #read #art #writer #write #hurt #romamce #insanity #alcohol #drugs #rocknroll #bad #wrong #freestylewriting (at Lubbock, Texas)
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madfrancis · 4 years
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Dead Words
Of all the words that writers share with the world. How many fail to see the light of day? How much of our landfills are composed of discarded literary abortions?
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tattooedterror · 5 years
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#selfmade #selfmadetattoo #freehandwritingtattoo #freestylewriting #writingtattoo (at Adventure Tattoo Studios 2) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bvw5MPrlump/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=3cpugqa8ho75
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