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poetry-universes · 5 months
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I burn,
Not of fire,
Or ice,
But of words
left unspoken.
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kaftan · 3 months
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I like the idea that the universe is contained in the sum of all un-knowledge, rather than the reverse. It excites me. To think of value and meaning and the sum of all things quantified through not knowing. Not “potential knowing” or “possible knowing” or “abstract, hypothetical knowing” — not knowing. Unknowables as powerful not for their role in curiosity or discovery or questioning, but in their own right. Everything outside our understanding is not a fact waiting to happen.
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berxiton · 2 days
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/ Lost In Love /
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In love, we lost the love we desired with a touch detached from ourselves and kept our words silently empty and 'us together' lost its sense
In love, we lost our endless spring where time could freeze for decades the rope we tied now is just a string in love, we lost ourselves
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Berxiton 2024
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revolutionforreal22 · 6 months
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When the Roses Faded by C.C Tundra
When the roses faded, they grew anew, a breath of fresh earth, sprung up out of the ashes. We are the ashes. we breathe toxic waste, dragon's breath, no. human's breath will pollute, and corrupt mother earth's core!
Our breath is that of nuclear radiation. our breath reeks of death, of our own dead, of animal dead, of broken earth. She weeps, the earth, wanted us to grow like buds, sprung up fresh with life, opportunity to await.
But we like to stuff our face, with our dead, our ashes, the ashes of our planet, it only makes the hunger grow. Our hunger, equals destruction, including ours, our self-cannibalism, will not abate until everything is mutilated, until we peel the petals from a rose
Blood-red petals, yank off stem, red fingers, our fingers, grubby, greedy, bloody and thick with filth, Let our animal dead, our dead, our dead mother earth who has given us breath! let it all crumble into shadow, let us blend into black, never go back
I see the bud upon the hill, I wish I could reach it, pluck the stem from mother's embrace, and hold it in the palm of my hand. But that is why I don't. The stem is the answer, if anyone knows, it's what gives us breath, mercy, love
Knowledge is a sort of greed too, if you're willing to eliminate, the petals that branch off, the stem from which you came. Then you are nothing. greed, hunger, broken, wilted rose petal no more, no more. you'll always be hungry.
When the roses faded, the ashes melted into a crust. residue doesn't mean: no future, it just means no future for us! And if we cannot sustain our present, (the gift of life bloomed from the unknown), then what was it all for?
When the roses faded, the ashes, not of our past, but present, suffocates us! our insides smolder, and we come apart. We bleed out, we are no more, our stem, our petals, and why? It's because: When the Rose Fades, all we need is a mirror; but often blind-sided, we give up
We cave in, we like to destroy, remember? that's right, that's right; no more roses! For when the rose fades, that's the most sad thing. Our deprivation is all that's left now, our hunger directs inwards, and we can't help but answer its call.
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Teaching in 2020
              Second grade was hard enough
                The seconds turn into hours
                Screens turn to staff as
                Students turn their screens on and off
                Teaching students slipping out of their chairs at home
                Teaches us what we thought we already learned
                Too raw is the view into the houses of inner-city youth
                Exposed to their reality;                my past too.
                When the day is over, we rub our burning eyes
                We say it is easy when we are pioneers
                Fighting our exhaustion and creeping mental instability
                Has us fighting our love for our career.  
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divishareads · 1 year
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I really felt like writing a poem on stories... #poems #poemwriter #poemlove #writing #stories #selfpoems #lovewriting #writersofinstagram #poetry #poem https://www.instagram.com/p/Cj-DOpLp2wi/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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randombouquet · 2 months
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Hello,
So this page is to try and experiment and grow creatively, finding ways to integrate AI to assist me in that (shout out to my fav collaborator Chat GPT). Taking daily time to try and flex and train those muscles with only myself to be accountable and disappoint.
We're starting off with a 30 day creativity challenge with small tasks and some big to keep me motivated and undettered.
Here's the outline:
30-Day Creativity Challenge for Your Blog
Day 1: Micro-Story MagicWrite a 100-word story based on the first object you see today.
Day 2: Snap & CaptionTake a photo of your morning routine and write a captivating caption.
Day 3: Mood PlaylistCreate and share a playlist that reflects your current mood, along with a brief description of your song choices.
Day 4: One-Sentence JournalSum up your day in one powerful sentence.
Day 5: Color Palette ChallengeCapture photos of objects in your surroundings that create a compelling color palette when put together.
Day 6: Character CreationWrite a brief introduction to a character you've just thought up, complete with quirks, likes, and dislikes.
Day 7: Photo RecreationRecreate a famous artwork or photograph in your style.
Day 8: Flash FictionWrite a 300-word flash fiction piece inspired by the word "Discovery".
Day 9: Virtual TourCreate a photo or video tour of your favorite spot in your home or city and describe why it's special to you.
Day 10: Quote InterpretationShare a quote that resonates with you and create a visual interpretation (drawing, photo, digital art).
Day 11: Review in HaikuWrite a haiku review of the last book, movie, or TV show you enjoyed.
Day 12: Shadow PlayTake a series of photos focusing on interesting shadows during different times of the day.
Day 13: The Sound of EmotionsRecord and share ambient sounds that represent your current mood, with a brief explanation.
Day 14: Dialogue ChallengeWrite an intriguing dialogue between two people who just met in an unusual circumstance.
Day 15: Creative CollageCreate a digital or physical collage that represents your week.
Day 16: Life in MonochromeCapture your day in black and white photos.
Day 17: Dreamy DescriptionsDescribe the most recent dream you remember with vivid details.
Day 18: Silhouette StoryPhotograph silhouettes during the golden hour and weave a short story around them.
Day 19: Letter to YourselfWrite a letter to your future or past self and seal it in an envelope (to be opened later).
Day 20: Nostalgia TripShare a childhood photo and narrate the memory associated with it.
Day 21: Recipe RemixInvent and photograph a new dish by remixing ingredients from two of your favorite meals.
Day 22: Urban SafariCapture the wildlife of your city (birds, insects, pets) through your lens.
Day 23: Minimalist ChallengeCompose and photograph a minimalist scene that conveys a strong emotion or story.
Day 24: Echo PoemWrite a poem where each line is a response or reflection to the previous one.
Day 25: Time-Lapse ArtCreate a time-lapse video of you drawing, painting, or crafting.
Day 26: Perspective PhotographyTake a photo that plays with perspective in an unusual way (e.g., forced perspective photography).
Day 27: Found PoetryCreate a piece of found poetry using headlines from old newspapers or magazines.
Day 28: Themed PhotoshootPlan and execute a themed photoshoot, detailing the process and inspiration.
Day 29: DIY DecorCreate and showcase a DIY decor project for your home or workspace.
Day 30: Reflection and ProjectionReflect on the 30-day creativity challenge with a blog post summarizing the experience, your favorite entries, and what you've learned about your creativity.
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rasikhah · 3 years
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How can I lost someone I've never had
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c0wgirllikeme · 3 years
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“I want to be loved”
1. richard siken | 2. Little women | 3. emily palermo
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darkcookieee · 3 years
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I love it how your eyes twinkle,
when you see something that makes you giggle.
How your lips curve such a perfect smile
which gives me a reason to live,
even just for a while.
The sound of your laugh
when you hear your favorite joke,
every strand of you hair, every single stroke.
Every details of you makes my whole system malfunction
especially when seeing you shine and doing what you love,
following your dreams and passion.
But reality also kills me,
everytime I see those stars in your eyes
when I stare at you directly,
knowing it was caused by somebody
that is obviously not me.
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call-me-freyaa · 3 years
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poetry-universes · 2 months
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i could write you a poem,
a beautiful poem.
with words that drip like sunlight
trailing down your back.
i could retell a story,
a story of us.
that holds my heart like i hold yours
in denial of its faults.
i could sing you a ballad,
shaky but divine.
with crystal clear articulations
that always fails to lie.
however none of these will satisfy,
or will be held by you in high regard.
as hard i try with any diction
i know it all flies by.
so with my hands,
i'll hold you tight.
i'll feel your skin on mine.
and i hope my hearbeat sings and write
better than my mind.
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akosilethe · 3 years
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Sometimes she is all sweet and kind, but on other days she is a maniac, glassy skin hiding evils within.
But don’t forget the days, where you are my small window with the scene of a sunset stuck between ugly walls.
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berxiton · 3 days
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/ Parade Of Red /
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Parade of red, like blood in vessels and us that drift towards the shores of love that is pouring out the valve, in essence are spread like viruses through the pores infecting minds with our presence and all the signals were cut and lost Parade of red - perfect lesson protect your love at all costs
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Berxiton 2024
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carlamiluska · 3 years
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Lo Siento
Sus pupilas se dilataron temblaron sus labios un remolino de pensamientos ahogó sus palabras su mirada llorosa atravesó tú alma arrepentimiento y culpa tu conciencia sucia cerró su boca en un gesto te dió la espalda aguantó sus lágrimas respiró hondo tranquiizó su alma "llegaste tarde" avanzó y te dejó atrás.
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Carla Miluska
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methmi-mandara · 3 years
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You created the lantern so happily, you are disgusted to see the ashes of the burned lantern
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