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xeniafarisk · 13 hours
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sibsankarroylaskar · 22 days
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Through the lyrical cadence of his verses, Sibshankar Roy Laskar transcends boundaries, igniting the flames of hope and harmony across nations. As a beacon of peace, his words echo with the resounding call for global unity and brotherhood, his unwavering dedication to inspiring humanity towards a brighter, more compassionate world."
 
 
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sp00kysk3lly · 8 months
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(This is not my poem). This poem just resonated with me and my situation with friendships and how I am feeling about my life right now.
I found this while trying to find a way to explain how I feel about everything that’s happened recently in my life.
Where I found the poem - HelloPoetry
Author - Lux
Care
You keep telling me you care,
when I ask you to listen you don’t even dare.
Everyone says pain is not the way,
but there is no reason to stay.
No one ever sticks around,
each friendship leaves me feeling like a clown.
I don’t trust people anymore,
they left me breathless on the floor.
Bloodstains covering my clothes,
you think this is the life I chose.
Still convinced you care?
Or are you leaving me there?
Hope you find the final note I left behind,
reading it should ease your mind.
I don’t expect you to understand,
to answer your question, yes, this was planned.
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creatingnikki · 4 months
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another year is ending and I want you to know that it is okay if you:
have not healed from the things that happened/did not happen from six months ago. just because the year is ending it does not mean your grief is too.
don't have any "fun" NYE plans to ring in the new year. this life is yours to live across days and months and years, and you can celebrate days other than the ones heavily marketed and shoved down your throat to shroud you in severe FOMO.
have no resolutions or goals for 2024 laid out in elaborate lists or shared on social media or with your friends. you are braving through this life trying to do your best every day and hold the fort and so of course you know, deep down you know what is needed from you for you going forward and of course you are going to work in that direction. good luck love.
have not become a "better" version of yourself by any of the tangible or conventional measures. that kind of bettering is mostly to serve others, not yourself.
are not happy with yourself/your life as it is now. you're a work-in-progress, remember? and if you're progressing in a direction you do not like, then it's time to change the blueprints and the strategy.
take time off social media around this time to protect your mental health and whatever little joy you have managed to keep.
don't want to spend too much time reflecting on how this past year went and doing various forms of 2023-wrapped. again, it's your life. you can also revisit this year in memories and pictures and feelings whenever you'd like. it's not like you don't still visit 2012, 2017, and 2022, right?
feel disconnected from your friends, family, lover. I know this is "ideally" a time to be celebrated with your loved ones. but life is not ideal, is it? it's just life. and if right now you are not feeling the love, the joy, or just don't have the headspace or social energy to engage , that's alright.
are finding comfort in simpler things like a TV show from the 90s or that book you first read at sixteen or that slice of strawberry cake or a random post like this you come across.
don't feel hopeful, encouraged, or excited for 2024. given everything that's happened in the last couple of years, on the macro and micro level, it's only natural for you to feel weary as well as wary. when the good things happen, when the healing happens, when things begin working in your favour over time, you will automatically feel all those things. it's okay if until then you choose to be neutral.
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fivethirtysix · 2 years
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orpheuslament · 4 months
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Little International Waltz, after Federico García Lorca, Dante Émile
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ultravisceral · 2 years
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Gravity
Falling, eyes Peeled, bawling Down, rain After rain, mud Falling, feet Caked, trawling Down, mile After mile, stone Falling, shoulders Sheared, hauling Down, blade After blade, blood Falling, arms Piled, crawling Down, pound After pound, bone Falling, guts Jammed, galling Down, turn After turn, waste Falling, digits Hacked, stalling Down, class After class, cache Falling, crowns Cracked, calling Down, hope After hope, haste Falling, trunks Burned, palling Down, mass After mass, ash Falling, frames Coiled, sprawling Down, sec After sec, gravity Rising
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croszukis · 1 month
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arber xhekaj holding david savard's lost blade 03.12.24
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thebrainrotsreal · 12 days
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EVIL MARK, EVIL MARK, EVIL MARK!!! I want to be coherent about this season but please picture me foaming at the mouth and running on the walls. S2 being what if Mark's just like his Dad? Insanity. I love this show. Anyways, AU where an Evil!Mark tries to make Our!Mark worse, and Our!Mark tries to make the other better. Something something confronting your idea of the worst version of oneself. Plus, tweaked black and yellow costume because I saw it and immediately went murder hornet lookin' ass and knew I had to draw it. Evil ass Mark. Horrible. I think he should be dragged kicking and screaming into redemption.
#mark and the fact he is fighting for this fucking life to avoid the Many Bad Endings???? im pacing. getting out the red string.#when the season is about who you are and what you could become. when trying to be good is an active choice and a struggle.#RAHHHHHHHHHHH#chewing on the bars of my enclosure...when every mark is evil OUR mark is the outlier. the exception. the OTHER. RAHHHH#dog poetry being mark poetry because how often can you kick a dog before it starts snarling before you raise your hand?#how often can you beat it before it rips into you without mercy? when it bites not at your hand but at your neck?#when does violence for survival and violence for vengeance start and end? when your opponent is down and you keep drawing blood?#circling and pacing and losing my mind over this btw if you care#anyways self vs self gets me going crazy. did you know i loved the end of atsv? because it shows.#i think o!mark would lose his fucking mind at what evil wasp looking mark has done + this mf wasp would LOATHE mark's kindness#they both see the other as the WORST version of themselves and they can't stand it. They can't shatter the mirror but they think they can--#--change the reflection.#evil mark seeing mark and seeing what he USED to be#mark seeing what he COULD be#CAN U SEE THE VISION??????#digital art#invincible rotating in my mind#invincible fanart#fanart#mark my beloved#mark grayson fanart#mark grayson#invincible s2#invincible show#mark like hello this is my secret twin and he is NOTHING like me hahahaha anyways wanna debate about having mORALS and LIFE#mark grayson vs the urge not to accept every responsibility as his own#he's batman coded that way#ok im done yapping#if this happened in the comics in any way shape or form dont tell me JACK SHIT or i will PUMMEL YOU with my SHOES
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derangedrhythms · 9 months
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Rebecca Perry, Beauty/Beauty; from 'Hello, Little Bird'
TEXT ID: You hate that the sun's always out, even when it rains, and all you want is to be cold.
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sibsankarroylaskar · 24 days
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aurevives · 10 months
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AURE VIVES, honeybee
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ninasdrafts · 1 year
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You see - you’ve done it again. You’ve made it through another year. Whether you’re a fighter who suffers in silence or someone who shares their struggles with the world, you have over a hundred reasons to be proud of yourself. I hope you’ll never stop celebrating your victories, no matter how small they might seem to others. I hope you’ll find the courage to take that last step, to write that letter, to send that text. I hope you will be brave enough to change your life. What are you waiting for? Please don't tell me you're not ready yet. Truth is you will never feel ready enough to take a step out of your comfort zone. Something new will always be scary at first. If 2022 was for slow transformations and growth, 2023 will be about taking the leap. About the big jump - the falling, and the flying. Accept that you deserve something bigger, something better. You've got this.
hi, 2023 / n.j.
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fivethirtysix · 2 years
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Empty Promises
I made a promise to God that I would not react this way. I promised Him that I would be strong and maintain a straight face.. Did He know that I was lying? Could He tell that underneath my sincere apology that I would rather give up than to keep trying? Because- I wasn't sincere. I still had the emptiness clawing at my head- screaming at me, pleading to my heart that I wanted to be dead. But, that is not what I said. I promised God that, in the end, I would remember what He taught me. I would put Him first because He would never leave... I knew that I was lying. Did He? I would rather give up than to force myself to keep trying.
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