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everytimeyousaygoodbye · 22 hours ago
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The lily of the valley,
Whom you had a rendezvous
With, has bloomed atlast
No longer she blushes at your glance
Fragrance of her souls
Fills the valleys, she has untied
The beauty, she was caged in once
The soul you met,
Has personified the sun............
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aretherestarsinhell · a day ago
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“i know i was not easy to love,
but please,
know that i would have loved you til we became one with the clouds,
til all the stars in the sky finally died,
til the universe was born anew.
i would have given you everything.
but you chose to mask the reality of who i was for the idea of a girl that was easier to love.
can you blame me, then?
can you blame me, for not being her?”
-can i blame you for wishing i was someone else? c.r.
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lorienfae · 2 days ago
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The rain nagged at us, unceremoniously, every place it could reach, plastering our hair and crusading over our faces, traces of sanity fading into the watery oblivion as we stood. Holding onto the only thing we needed, as tightly as we could, as if to slack our grip would wash us both away. Like tsunami. Like floods churning, scorning everything beautiful. Yet we held, in place, in the currents of time, in the nothingness that was everything, we held each other. The rain wept with us, unrestrained, awash in realization that it had made us wild within its own wildness. It surged and merged its aqueous strands, raging and avenging itself all in the same breath. Yet still we held.
© Anna S., 2021
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universallovebot · 5 months ago
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love is stored in the kitchen
perhaps the world ends here - joy harjo // the world unseen (2007) - dir. shamim sarif // text post - @jacebeleren​ // daidai’s kitchen - @pakchoys​ // text post - @bicarusgf​ // in the kitchen - helena janecic // letter to donald windham - tennessee williams // お仕事  - @tomokohara​ // summer kitchen - donald hall // perhaps the world ends here - joy harjo
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thenightingalesings · 2 months ago
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you say, you're afraid of death?
oh honey, we are immortal.
we'll be alive in each others words,
in each others poetry,
as long as the poetry exists,
as long as the poetry exists in between the mortal,
in between the earthborn,
we are alive.
we'll be alive in each other's words and poetry, forever.
immortal - Eva.
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definegodliness · a month ago
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Beautiful is just a word
She was sweet She was dear She was always She was near She was heaven She was good She was the fountain of youth She was fire She was rain She was love She was pain She was rhyme She was reason She was metamorphosis She was every season She was intricate She was magic She was bliss She was tragic She was suave She was smooth She was electro-magnetic She was mind-bogglingly cute She was dancing She was joy She was life She was coy She was passion She was rage She was a woman She was undulating waves She was dominance She was submission She was imagination She was wild romance She was truth She was music She was rhythm She was everything She was creation She was godly She was God She was funny She was hot She was horny She was delirium She was a moment of clarity She was gravitation She was push She was pull She was wanderlust She was soulful She was wonder-filled She was intricacy She was overkill She was stubborn She was impatient She was ecstasy She was an angel She was care She was there She was mystery She was a major cock tease She was insightful She was hurt She was convalescence She was earth She was sun She was moon She was a better world She was just a girl
--- 8-10-2021, M.A. Tempels ©
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bazm-e-ishq · 3 months ago
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میرے پاس سے جو گزرا، میرا حال تک نہ پوچھا
میں کیسے مان جاؤں وہ دور جا کے رویا
When he walked past me, he didn't even bother to ask how I'm. How can I believe when he was away from me that he cried for me.
– Parveen Shakir
تیرے پاس سے جو گزرے تو جنون میں تھے فراز
جب دور جا کے سوچا تو زار زار روئے
When I walked past you I was drunk in your love. When I realized I was away from you, I cried my heart out.
– Ahmad Faraz
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universallovebot · 5 months ago
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i cannot make speeches
cinnamon girl - lana del rey // emma (2020) - dir. autumn de wilde // text post - @tturing​ // the unbearable lightness of being - milan kundera // the song i’ll never write - gary barlow // earth, my likeness - walt whitman // the most profound things are inexpressible - christina badal // @theweeknd on twitter via @z-ndjenja​ // cinnamon girl - lana del rey
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