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invigoratorypoesy · 2 years
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Its vivid , its thrilling ,its beautiful , the view of the place of my dreams . The more I think , the more I get satisfied with the peace I feel after moving in its feilds unconsciously.
It will take efforts , time and hard work to reach there , but the happiness and pleasure is worth the fare.
Miracles are made by us and i'll create one for myself , I wont be patient for my impatient dream , but will step each time quite thoughtfully.
I might tremble but wont ever leave the grip of that virtual reality , as today its a dream tomorrow's it will be my reality.
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lotrmusical · 2 months
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never let anyone tell you that trawling through mediocre victorian poetry isn't worth it. we just happened upon an absolute BANGER of a worm poem. go read it or else 🪱🪱🪱
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mournfulroses · 2 months
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Masami Horikawa, from 101 Modern Japanese Poems; "Fresh Pain-Filled Days,"
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firstfullmoon · 1 year
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I leaned against the beauty of the world / And I held the smell of the seasons in my hands
Anna de Noailles, as quoted in Les Années (The Years) by Annie Ernaux
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Why do you love her?
When you ask me "Why do you love her" I find my words tangled on my tongue
I cannot describe to you why I love her Mere words could never do her justice
Her love is gentle Her love is kind Her love is selfless Her love is unconditional
I look for her in every painting I observe I look for her in every song that is sung I look for her in every poem I read I look for her in every dream that I've dreamt
When we meet It is as if time has stopped completely My world is taken up by her presence I feel at home for the first time in many lonely years
When you ask me "Why do you love her so?" I find my mouth numb For mere words could never describe what we have
She took me in my broken entirety Observing my cracks and imperfections She saw the rotting garden inside of me And tended to it, as a mother would to her sick child
For every scar she saw She kissed it to make it feel better For every wound reopened She embroidered new skin for me
She doesn't see a wilted garden She doesn't see a worn down garment She doesn't see a tainted piece of flesh Nor does she see a waste of breath
She does not see these things Like others most often do She only sees my entirety And she deems it beautiful
When I am broken into pieces Backed into a corner and shaking Naked and vulnerable like a feral dog She doesn't scorn, nor shun
She takes me in And soothes me Like a mother would a crying infant Gentle and reassuring, she tells me
"Everything will be okay."
When you ask me, "Why do you love her?" I find my mouth empty, my only answer being "She loves me too."
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vexheart · 2 months
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Yess
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stillflight · 9 months
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Something happened to me today. I looked at the sequoias tearing up the sky and thought aren’t you my cousins how-many-times removed, crawled from the same sea? Something grand. Something very small. I looked at the stars putting the sky back together and thought, aren’t I part of that, too? Something interconnections. Nothing separations. באַרוך האַם אַנכנו, גאַנאַנים האַ׳אָלאַם, who fell in step with the rhythm and made it a whole new dance. If there is a god, he’s probably jealous.
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weaselle · 2 months
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tired like a wheel that's been a round inspired but the feel isn't really found cause the deal is i just don't have a spark lost my zeal in the dusk and it's after dark can't sleep but i can't say i'm much awake damn deep in the plan makin' such mistakes well each day's but a dumpster so light the bin - tell me hey mother fucker go try again
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oatbugs · 1 month
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pls i need to provide updates
#basically yesterday night was chaharshanbe suri . which is a solar new yr tradition where we let go of the past suffering in our year#and like...start the new yr w fresh vigour . anyway so my friend was at the event and we were abt to leap over the fire#and she was like bro im im glad u blocked her (situationship) etc etc . and then. my phone started vibrating. and i look at it. and my f#friend looks at it. and its her. and were both like what the fuck?? i blocked her things r Over and anyway so i pick up the phone and shesl#acting like nothing happened (bc nothing DID happen for her) and she was like ohh ur doing chaharshanbe suri im not doing anything etc what#are ur new yr plans so i jusr .IDK WHY I DID THIS . but ig i didnt wanna come off as like lonely i said probably hanging out w family and#friends maybe reading poetry together . et cetera and she was like wait that sounds so fun why didnt u invite me!#LIKE WDYM YOUVE BEEN CONSISTENTLY MAKING IT CLEAR U DONT WANT TO BE IN MY PRESENCE . and i told her that after#everything i thought she didnt want to see me again and she was like you always think that 😐 . like. ?? ok anyway so she expects me to#invite her . and like. there is an above 0% but sub-5% chance she will actually show up . but the panic that gripped me#i started making calls to my friends asking them if they can come on the 23rd bc there must be an event and also i asked my mother#and she said actually yeah i am doing a thing on the 23rd :D it involves over 16 ppl (we live in a v small flat) of which like...7 are kids#so you wont have space to be in ur own room let alone invite others. which tbh like ...being around a bunch of loud kids doesnt seem fun fo#any of my friends or me etc so i thought maybe i should arrange things so that we all go out together and if she shows up she shows up 🤷‍♀️#but . im so. WHY DID I SAY THAT . i had to panic-call my research partner and ask him to get from oxf to where i live on the 23rd#and when he heard the explanation he like. the light in his voice disappeared 💀 but he potentially agreed so idk#THE ISSUE IS. 23rd im supposed to also have . a date#w this girl that i had a huge crush on when i was 15-16 (posted abt this b4 but id get shitty black coffee in the mornings just to spend a#few more minuted w her each day and she was the cleverest girl in school and she cared abt nothing but her academics but now shes very gay#scraggly homosexual etc etc shes cute) and YEAH IDK#like id have to go there on the date come back fast meet ppl POTENTIALLY (again under 5%) meet situationship girl#like is that even doable#but the thing is it would be so so so funny bc all of my friends dislike her sooo much#.........what if i invited the girl im supposed to have a date w over to hang out w us#god that would be so hilarious and chaotic . i wont do it tho im a mature person x#but it would be soooo funny#I HAVE AN ASSIGNMENT DUE TMRW 12:30PM IT IS 10:49PM RN I HAVENT STARTED IT bc i was rotting sadly in bed#popped a ritalin pill tho so here we go x#i have found myself in a state of such sheer agony and rage and sorrow and grief over this girl that atp i feel like#its just so entertaining . like i feel vaguely over it? ik nothing will come of it so its like just . have fun . vibe
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invigoratorypoesy · 2 years
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joanofarc · 1 month
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cyclin' round town!, poetry slam bam thank u mam (2024).
look left and look right for thoughts that just might collide into you i fell and i grew
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firstfullmoon · 1 year
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Maya Marshall, “Everyday”
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orpheuslament · 9 months
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Let me speak of angels once more.
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ninasdrafts · 1 year
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You‘ve always liked this time of year. This state of in between. Nothing‘s quite in bloom yet but there are hints of things growing. Flowers either blossom or die from frostbite - it changes every day. You love the chilly morning air that fogs up windshield glass and the afternoon warmth that makes you shrug off your coat on the way home. I think you always liked to know that it wasn’t the end, that things weren’t final. That you could still move back and forth without really making an impact. You could have hurt me any way you wanted and called me the next day, telling me how sorry you were and I would have believed you. I didn’t know it back then, but I know now. You never wanted to commit, never wanted to settle because you were so afraid of being vulnerable. You decided to hold on to your secrets like you should’ve held on to me and before I knew it, another bunch of flowers had died on your doorstep and you weren't even around to notice. You'd moved on without me and yet you'd expected me to stay around, waiting for you. I should've told you I'd never liked this state of in between as much as you.
in between / n.j.
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hoziersbeloved · 2 years
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I am, as the poets say, a menace to society.
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