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maeswrites · 3 months
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may god be more merciful than the man he created.
mae s // i don't pray often, but when i do, my prayer is this.
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givreencres · 17 days
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It's all too fast
It's all too fast I can't find the words To stop the floods To stop the pain It's all going too fast A headlong rush forward A headlong rush pushed by the wind A headlong rush against time It's all too fast Will I find the tempo to stop Will I find the tempo to land Will I find the tempo to let go It's all too fast And I draw you to me Like a whirlwind of faith Am I your king? It's all too fast You resist You follow your own rhythm You don't fall apart It's all too fast I'm taking you with me You don't do as I do You slow down Maybe you'll... It's all too fast & You're dragging your feet Will you help me relax? Will you help me slow down? It's all too fast You touch me You embrace me You kiss me Things don't go too fast anymore
C Givres Encres
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abitbrokenpoetry · 5 months
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I’m sorry I asked you to stand on that bridge with me and hold my hand. I’m glad you didn’t jump when I did. It put the perfect amount of distance between us when I finally shattered on the rocks at the bottom below.. An endless war I fight all alone. But don’t judge me so harshly. One day, you will fall off the edge of a bridge all your own.
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self-titled-poet · 3 months
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I have my mother’s curse
Of reliability and kindness
My whole childhood
I watched
As people took
Small parts of her
Although it was all things
She was more than
Willing to give,
They were never returned
Or equally repaid
And I vowed
That I would break
The chain,
Except the problem is
Curses are not designed
To be broken
So I sit and wittle off
Tiny pieces of myself
Mothering in ways
I should not have to,
At least not yet,
To people who expect
But so rarely give
I guess I am destined
To be more like her,
The mother I cried for
Hoping the universe
Could promise her more
-k.l
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Shoelaces
You and I, are a shoelace
Ends of a single string
Tied together, forever
Sometimes, the lace gets loosened
But the ends remain attached....
Just like this, we can't be detached
Wrap me in your arms
The way the ends of the laces do
Nothing there can make me harm
We are like shoelaces,
Ends of a single string
-anushka
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Please understand that I struggle too
That like you I lose sleep over life’s many stress
That I too wish not to weep day after day
I hope you may begin to understand we are both drowning in the waters of life
Yes mine is a lake compared to your ocean
But understand that one can drown by both six feet of water and a single teaspoon
Understand that life is a challenge regardless of what forms it takes
Understand that both can struggle without need for constant competition
Please understand
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Impress yourself, Be yourself😉🫶🏻
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asepsuperpoet · 1 year
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Jalanan Disinar Bulan
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i am in control; this body isn't mine
i am in control; i am not scared to pilot this vessel into the ground
i am in control; i am not here
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through the souls of my boots
through the cement
down the walls
i am counter weighted
where would i go if nothing was holding me down?
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maeswrites · 3 months
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you died and i desperately need to tell you how it feels. i need you to hold me upright while i show you this hole that exists now in my heart and the emptiness that swallows my soul. i need you to hold me while i cry out for you, and scream at god and ask him why. you died and you are the only one who can get me through this.
-Mae S. // letter to everyone i've ever lost.
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givreencres · 6 months
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"The Four Elements: Earth"
A living poetry
4/6
When I think of you
Stability
Reliability
Reality
Are the first words that come to mind
First of the first
You are unchanging
Before you, you have seen
Many a step
Many a battle
Many legends
You have always remained neutral
Only letting your emotions speak on rare occasions
Sadness when your insides are touched
Joy when a new land is formed
And even when you find yourself submerged
You stand there
Welcoming all those who seek refuge
In your eyes, all beings are equal
Plants, animals, souls, it doesn't matter
You've never made a distinction
You are here and will remain here for as long as you wish
Everything is ephemeral in your eyes
So you chose to be the source of stability
In benevolent opposition to your three unstable sisters and brothers
You've become the embodiment of measure
©Givre Encres
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abitbrokenpoetry · 8 months
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your name will always bring with it a soft sort of sadness.. that falls around my shoulders & embraces me like a blanket. Or a hug.. a thousand memories of your moonbeam smile. And starlit eyes. Filtered through layers of nostalgia.. I’ll remember what was.. but it will be all the what could have beens… that will cause me to swallow the tears until they form oceans within me.. and perhaps when I’m alone one might slip from my eyes & onto my pillow.. as I wish it was your face I was gazing at in the near darkness. Long lashes on your cheekbones… maybe I wouldn’t feel so alone.. maybe I would be happier then.. there will always be an empty hole in me shaped exactly like you and you will never know.
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self-titled-poet · 5 months
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If one more person
Tells me I am too sensitive
Or that I should
Brush things off
I am going to scream.
I do not mean like
The scream of a
Petulant child
Whose mother cannot
Tame him.
I do not mean like
The scream of
A scorned woman
Whose husband
Does not listen.
I do not mean like
The scream of
A solider
Running into battle
Knowing it could be
His last.
I mean like the scream
Of all artists
Where the paint
Is so thick
The story so beautifully
Obvious in the colour.
I mean like the scream
Of a writer
Whose love interest
Is named after a real person
Only to be killed off
In the last pages.
I mean like the scream
Of a musician
Whose upbeat tune
Is played over the
Heartbreaking lyrics.
The scream of someone
That cannot be heard
So instead is
Crafted in the nature
Of its own sensitivity.
—k.l
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darylbeoan · 10 months
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I love dad jokes
I love fluffy socks
I love a book that rocks
I love comedic camera angles
I love good food after a hard day
I love finding a quarter on the ground
I love seeing birds skip to walk around
I love seeing groups of people having conversations that stretch into the night
I love when sweaters can be worn because the weather is just right
I love so many things and in a world where people can only think of what they hate it’s nice to think of some things we can appreciate
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llanekee · 1 year
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Garments of length and swallowed swabs Heal my scars and I’ll heal yours
Universes aligned through calloused stars  Filled by bars and filling in yours
Four by four allegations  Crossing signs to levitate them, to levitate the breeze
I’ll observe your lips as they soften, chapped rhymes of dehydration
Never can we be invigorated in this sharpest of kinds For I see no leading drone to contour our time
Sit next to me, incline your eyes So they manage to meet mine
-by Lane Key :] as my first poetic debauchery
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