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rebelxpoetry · 2 years
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Your light compliments my darkness.
— rebel x
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art-of-us · 2 years
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To you love
And know that I have loved you,
More than the stars have ever yearned for life,
I have loved your colors both dark and light,
I have loved you for who you were to me.
I never craved a forever, I craved your time,
I wanted us to last,
And maybe I wanted to live my life with you,
Is that wrong to wish upon a shooting star.
And few but many have called my love self-destructing,
And to those I pray they fall in love,
For those who have gazed into this abyss,
Know that’s its like drowning in a dead sea.
Know that I have loved you,
And know that this love has bled.
Into seas that I later called home,
Know that I loved you more than life.
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veenussssss · 5 months
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#laugh #bpd #sensative #crybaby #relationship #couple #love #himandher #heandshe #love #funny #simpsons #lisa #lisasimpson
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logophilepoetess · 2 years
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‘‘ And there you appeared
As knocking wind
On my doorstep
And knocking breath out of me
-L.Poetess ’’
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highonstarlight · 3 years
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His love is like a stranger
I have never met
but known for centuries
I have never had
but craved soo bad
I have never loved
but wanted soo bad
I have never seen
but sensed within
I have never felt
but noticed in my fantasies
I have never recognized
but desired since the first dawn I witnessed
I have been aware of
but doubted always
just like a stranger I have known and never known.
-his usual ogler
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nei-sha · 3 years
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Your silence
is telling me
about the
forthcoming storm
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sweet-nightmar3 · 4 years
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He had her back like a shadow
All she gave him was sorrow
People trust others blindly. They stand up for others, defensing them and having their backs at all times. But in the end, they are the ones who end up getting hurt, who end up being the target of all the sorrows and betrayals. 
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perfectisntrealll · 3 years
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just want to be pretty enough for him, skinny enough for him, like-able enough for him... good enough for him..
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I hope your bedding still smell like me.
I hope you shed a tear when you watch our favourite series or hold our dog or go out to eat with your grandpa.
I hope he lets you know you lost a good one.
I hope you see me when you are fucking her.
I hope my toothbrush in your bathroom cabinet disappear into just something else in your messy home, and one day when you're 15 minutes late for work it catches your eye and I hope it hurts, I hope 15 minutes turn to 30 and you are unable to get up of the goddamn floor because you can't brush your teeth without me next to you.
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knaveofheartsquotes · 4 years
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Something that is #beautiful to you may not be to me; the same sight, different #vision Tell that certain someone that she is beautiful, she deserves to know, Today and every day.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #knaveofheartsquotes #spilledink #blackandwhite #writersnetwork #writerslife #writingcommunity #poet #writer #quotes #quote #TheGoanPoet #writerscommunity #Verbose #Rightsideofthebrain #writers #willyoureadittome #FellowWriters #AmWriting 
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invisiblethought · 3 years
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Está imagen tiene una gran historia de por medio. Primero con una amiga y luego con un amigo.
A ella la adoro y la amo, de él creo que me he enamorado. Así de simple. Puede que él sienta lo mismo pero igual lo quiero y tal vez para más.
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This image has a great story. First with a girlfriend and with a boy friend.
I adore and love her, him .. I think I'm in love. Just like that. Maybe he feels the same but still I love him and I want something more.
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rutvashah · 3 years
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She and he : episode 1
She has turned off all her lights, on the bed, the blanket covering up her nose because she didn't want to suffocate, nor physically or mentally. She has taken a room in this resort near the streams, singing a lullaby to her. She says to herself " Today was a superb day and tomorrow also would be a one.".
This resort, these streams and this particular room have always been her hiding place. Nature comforts her when people around don't. She decided " This is my time to heal from everything  that has left a wound on my soul, I will wander."
                 Early morning, through her window all she can see is fog, but she hears the rhythm of the streams. She takes her phone, clicks the picture of the view but she decides not to upload it as a status. Maybe later it would be added into her wandering highlight.
      She stretches her hands and she moves towards the bathroom and takes a hot steamy shower. She decides to wear a loose t-shirt and ripped jeans. A normal pony, a bit of eyeliner and a bit of purple lipstick.
She is in her breakfast area where hot delicious food originating from the various parts of the country is being served.  She decides to have fruits.  When her eyes moved towards the entrance she saw someone, someone who is known but unknown. He was there standing with his friends, the smile that can captivate anyone, the charm of his eyes that can freeze anyone.
She knows him through Instagram. For her many years, he was just a name in her friend list and now he is standing there, looking at her because she is staring at him. She turns her face to the opposite direction and sits in opposite direction to calm her heart down that was throbbing to see someone in her hiding space.
She decided to wander the food market so that when she returns to the town, she can upload cool pictures of the food and write down her review. She loved eating food and hence she loved reviewing as well.
Its a night time, the moon is in its full brightness which enables her to have a view of the stream.
She decides to take up the blanket to the bench and be there the whole night.  Just hearing to the streams makes her calm, her mind stops blabbering, she feels calm. Right when everything  was going  super smooth usual, she heard someone's voice
Hello
How did you identify me in dark?
Mostly everyone greets me with hello or hey but I guess you are a unique one
(Aside) He is polluting my calmest space. Breath, just take a long breath.
Hey, happy? Now answer my question".
Hmmm....just I knew it.
(Aside)  Is he fucking kidding me? Just knew it, bloody stalker.
I hope you ain't stalking me?
Nah, it's just by these vibes I found out it's you.
( Aside) I don't feel my vibes, how does  he.....ehhhhhhh
Okay fine!
So, how is your life treating you?
(Aside) who starts the conversation like this?
Yeah great, don't you see, I am enjoying myself?
Why do I sense melancholy in your voice?
Might be,  you are a melancholic person.
Maybe, maybe not, every emotion is part of my life.
Ain't you the shayar, the poet? those things do not impress anymore.
No offence but I am not impressing you, can I have seat here, I don't ......can't stand for long in this chilly weather.
( aside) Just leave, just leave me alone.
I don't own this bench, do whatever you want to do.
You were fun, back during tuition classes, now you are just a mean person.
(Aside) Because of your deeds.
Well, changes are inevitable.
No matter what, few things never like, you know? Like our soul.
(aside) Stop your Shayari, shayarana."
whatever.
Can I share your blanket? It's pretty cold.
I own this blanket, I don't wanna share it with you. Take yours or suffer in cold.
come on, we were friends once, you can do me a favour.
(Aside ) Yeah but now IDC.
**** no reply*****
Okay let's do one thing, your room is just here, why don't you fetch another blanket for me?    
                   His voice was too appealing to for her to ignore and that's why she brings the blanker from her "chamber", that is what she likes to call her room. They both are comfortable and at the same time, they both are silent.
Hmm, if you don't mind can I say you something,  actually I wanna have ice cream.
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thelettersunopened · 4 years
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Oh pretty bird, Isn't it lonely in that gilded cage of yours? Spread those wings Let these walls be broken Because creatures like you, Aren't meant to be caged and tamed. Spread those wings, darling Show them you aren't afraid to fly. You belong in the wild.
a.
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himandherchats · 4 years
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logophilepoetess · 3 years
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The End of March
"Where's your head?"
"I was wondering what'd be like to fly?" replied Alice.
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tragically-poetic · 4 years
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Him and Her
She was a poem
Deep, vast and broad
He was illiterate
And very easily bored
She was a museum of art
An exhibition of mystery
He was too shallow
And far too carefree
He didn't see her spark
Yet she shone so bright
He didn't care to look
And see her beautiful light
Her mind wandered in oceans
The depths she edged to seek
But his mind was only a puddle
His mind was far to weak
He didn't deserve her love
Her love for him ran so deep
Her mind was so wide open
The conversations they'll never speak.
- c. n. b.
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