#poam

[kcggggg]

‘Darker these Days’

#kc green #poem #poam #poetry

[betogato]

Favorite Place

Wonderful rain bristling down as inside the Nguyen Pho & Grill. As the brown floor is shining and glistening as bright as the stars.

walking by the restaurant before the rain you can smell freshly cut grass.

Strong scent of the rain petrichor.As cars honking and splashing as they drive by.The rain is going pitter-patter on the window.

I taste cold coffee boba touch my tongue and the boba slowly goes down my thoughts.

As the food is brought out I taste the sweet and nice nutty flavor of the food I ordered.I feel the warmth of the food I order and its silky bowl.

i feel a relief and a feeling of relaxation as I sit down.The mood of the restaurant feels welcoming as you enter the store.

#favoriteplace #poam

[forestfalling]

I miss a life I never had

An imaginary time when life felt real

I miss a person I never was

Who never questioned there place

I miss somone who never breathed

They felt more real then me

I miss living in blissful delusionals

Now all I have are falsified memories

#vent #poam #poetry

[the-teacup-dragon]

I don't even know why I'm stressed. It's just like my brain won't shut off, it's like I have four tabs open, two just running in the background cuz I've solved the problem as best I can and the other two are the TV sitting on pause and wanting to just talk to someone about anything. But I don't know how to just talk to my mom and my best friend is away and there's no one else I have because I'm stupid and can't ask for phone numbers or they never text back.

My brain just won't shut up even though it has nothing to say, but maybe it's the silence that's deafening and I can't seem to think straight and I know I have important things to do but if they haven’t been done by now, what's one more day? But tomorrow I'm busy and the day after that too, but this is an important thing I need to do.

And no one gets it because the silence is bliss but if it's quiet I must be forgetting something, not the dress that sits unmade not the collage testing that still needs done, not the worry that comes with being responsible, being the leader.

I just want everything to be quiet, but the quiet feels so wrong.

#brain dump #poetry? #poam #writer #the world is so loud #but the quiet feels wrong #poetry #dump post #words #adhd #stress #a girl is tired #im just tired #i slept like shit #and its not getting any better

[judeskal]

I am a star

What a loss it would be.

How could you not clap for her? 

She was her and father would only ever be proud of her. 

While little old me would sit tight.

Only to be looked at to be told your not her or your doing it wrong. 

Or bit your tongue he is your father.

 You mustn’t speak to him that way. But mustn’t I?

 He does not look at me, not at my mind or my beauty. 

Oh no no no never.

 But only at my wrongs of not being her

.But little do they know.

 I have a secret.

 I don’t want to be her.

 Because I am far too amazing to lose and become her. 

What a loss it would be.

 Oh yes yes yes. 

Father told me to wish upon a star. 

I did as I was told. 

I looked up but he was no longer there. 

He was there. 

He was there but not looking at me. 

Oh, no no no. 

I was only second to be seen. 

Because my sister it seems was out shining. 

With her mind and her beauty. 

Outshining yet again sister. 

Oh, clap clap clap! 

What a loss it would be.

By: Jude Kal 

Kisses

#poetry #love #selflove #lifequotes #poam #poams #i love me #star #starsshining #enough #better #pop off #words #inspiring quotes #insipring #live laugh love #live #writer #mypoetry #quotes #myquotes #mylove #my love

[finalloven]

Home/Land

Home is where my people are,

Where my spirit draws close to the lord,

Where I've run with bare feet in the grass,

I've laughed,

I've cried,

I've loved.

Home isn't always a place,

More often than not it's a person,

Or a moment.

I wouldn't claim any land as my own,

But there are hill ranges,

That my heart sings to see,

My soul releases a breath,

I didn't know it was holding when I return,

To the land I call home.

#new Zealand #home #land #poam

[kainduk-blog]

#love #tiger #poam

[beth-sincerely]

I don't

super wanna exist,

But unfortunately

to live

it's mandatory

#new zealand #university #poam

[supertron64]

my head it hurts

in bed im cursed

Everything so hurts

I want yogurts

M and M dream

And Cookie Supreme

In a vanilla greek goo

And i can share ut with You

#angel.text #my poam

[deathunabrighted]

We are all just curious girls <3

#girlblogging #girl interrupted syndrome #feminine rage #divine feminine #lana is god #gaslight gatekeep girlboss #cinnamon girl #she’s just experiencing the agonies of girlhood #hyper feminine #coquette #female manipulator #female hysteria #femcel #feminine beauty #poams #poetry

[purpledreamsartshop16]

Wishing Flower

A Dandelion in the world of roses, something that’s born into the sun and soon becomes the moon. The wishes, Secrets and dreams it holds, from children young and old. Take ahold of your dreams, wishes and secrets, and don’t forget your wishing flower. Because the same flower you blew and watched it fly way is growing again, and holding onto others dreams. It goes and comes again, making thousands of suns, and thousands of moons. Hold onto your childish heart and do not let your wishing flower fall, because something as precious and pure should never be forgotten. The End.

#my writing #writing #flowers #short story #storytelling #dandelion #poams

[kcggggg]

everyday problems with love

#poam #poems

[villain-menagerie]

Slayers Artober 2022. Day 3. Cheerful

Two young royals. Deceptively optimistic, deeply tragic.

#fanart #my art #slayers #the slayers #amelia #pokota #amelia x pokota #pokota x amelia #slayers artober 2022 #shipping #This is an Amelia x Pokota fan blog #lol #what's their name? #pomelia? #akota? #pomelia sounds nice #poame? #pokame #yeah that sounds right

[forestfalling]

Acceptance-

Would you still love me if I wasn't me

at least the me you always seemed to perceive

Would you hold me if my body changed

Maybe more maybe less but not how your thinking

Would you still smile bright when we locked eyes

If all their surroundings were slightly ajar

Would you continue to show me off without a care

When all the people really would stop and stare

-

Or would you climb out of love with me

Tell me I'm no longer that person fell for

Or would you refuse to touch me

Tell me what you feel you don't like

Or would you frown when i looked your way

Tell me how I don't look the same

Or would you hide me away were no one can see

Tell me you can't stand the shame

-

Would you still love me if i wasn't me

at least the me you always seemed to perceive

Would you hold me if my body changed

Maybe more maybe less but not how your thinking

Would you still smile bright when we locked eyes

If all their surroundings were slightly ajar

Would you continue to show me off without a care

When all the people really would stop and stare

-

Could you sink ever farther in your love

Say your perception can change but your feelings will not

Could you caress me where i don't feel secure

Say no matter what your fingers will not harden

Could that smile of yours widen when you look my way

Say every day you look more and more lovely

Could you stand next to me with pride

Say i am yours and you are mine

-

Would I still love me if you didn't love me

Will I never change if that is true

Would I be able to stand myself without your arms around me

Will I lose myself in the mirror

Would I be able to smile if i never saw yours again

Will I repeat every horrible thing you say to me

Would i be able to stand firm on my own

Will i crumble under there glares

(Not sure if it's finished but here's a poem I wrote. I'm open to feedback)

#poam #my poetry #poetry #acceptance #my writing #writing #feedback

[the-teacup-dragon]

I was scrolling through Instagram earlier today and came across someone I use to know. We were never good friends but we knew each other from being in plays together. I knew she had horses and dreams and liked to read. I knew she worked hard and was going places and couldn't help but look up to her.

I haven't thought about her in a long time, yet when I saw her post I got curious and skimmed through her profile. She got married this year, made many of her dreams come true since I last saw her and even has two novels published online. She's only 22.

I'm nothing like her and I wish I were.

I live at home, work two jobs and barely make by sometimes. Most days I don't know what my dreams are, my novels haven't made past first draft and I've spent so much time on my own, I can barley make friends anymore, let alone find a partner.

I look around me and see all these people I use to know, I see them go to college, I see them know where they're going, I see them and their dreams and can see that they'll make it far.

Then I look at me and my fictional dreams of superheroes and magic, of pirates and dragons and wonder where I have to go.

I'm going no where and maybe never will

I found a girl I use to know on Instagram today. She followed her dreams and succeeded.

I don't think that'll ever be me.

#writer #life #storyteller #writing #poams #poam #story poem #spilled words #words #rant #just rambling #just a rant #a girl is tired #a girl i use to know #im tired #dreams #i feel like a failure #i think i have impostor syndrome? #poetry #short writing #just a story #realatable #please tell me im not alone #i still dont know how to tag #word vomit

[stars-and-spice]

Dear my dearest little me

I am near the end and the road has been short

Walked the whole way and still no ache in my back

I find myself looking back

To when we started

You burst out on our way

Already at a run

You had only just begun

I fear I failed you

We were going to see so much

But I fell and I feel I won't get back up.

Time is different now

Precious and tender

The moments are worth so much more

And heavy now

In a way they weren't before

Take me back to days waisted away

It's a gift to forget what a gift life is

To worry not if my thoughts should be forgotten

To get to walk that long path, most trodden.

#this is fiction #poam writing workshop in a medical museum #so i wrote from the perspective of someone dying 😶 #original post #poetry