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mitskicoded · 11 months

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from girls to mothers. they never truly get to be their own person.

a thousand splendid suns by khaled hosseini

the silence of the girls by pat barker

such a pretty girl by laura weiss

the red tent by anita diamant

devotion by madeline stevens

#quotes that remind me of my mom and instantly make me want to die #i love my mom #i suffer when she suffers #its neverending #poetry #web weaving #motherhood #womanhood #poetry about life #poetsandwriters #book quotes #also the first one is mine 😭#literature

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dandelionsinthepavement · 2 months

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I will repent until god replaces my decaying flesh, adorning me with light and angel wings so full of life. I will cry to a sky that's empty until the clouds part and I hear the comforting voice of his.

A moment of clarity not yet arrived, but I will clasp the holy beads in my hands as I beg. I will wait for salivation, I will wait for forgiveness. I will do nothing with my wretched body, but scream to the heavens. An untouched mind, clouded and dizzying. A body with bones brittle, ready to snap.

I am not worthy of your forgiveness. I will fix this. I will walk through the river and wash the dirt from all my skin, I will clean the dust from my mind. I will do whatever it takes to feel right. Something akin to toxic, something likely to hurt, I do not think a single thing. I will listen to his word and his Lord only.

I will rid this filthy body and mind of it's crimes. I will be pure. I will be gentle. I will be forgiven. I will have my hands de-clawed and my tounge removed.

I will let the sun set and rise in through my windows.

I will let it hurt until I do not feel the pain.

I will be soft but that gentleness will be a choice. A dedication. I will whisper prayers in the evenings and at night. I will whisper prayers in hope they will fall upon your ears.

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lovergirlpoems · 2 years

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-A love letter to the woman I never learned how to be-

@lovergirlpoems

#poetry #poems #poets on tumblr #spilled poetry #poetry about life #poetry about mental health #poetry stories #poets corner #spilled feelings #spilled thoughts #lovergirlpoems #free write #prose writing #prose poetry #coming of age

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candy-colored-misery · 4 months

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nothing hits hard like losing people that you thought were your best friends

as if you still don't have things to tell them,

as if there are plans that still need to be made,

but phone calls are left unanswered and now the void opens your chest to invite and to embrace

the void of it all;

it's never forgiving and it has no beginning nor end,

there is only grief amongst you now

#cas's thoughts #candy colored misery #random thoughts #original poetry #ventcore #on losing best friends #my poetry #poetblr #poems on tumblr #vent poetry #poetry about life #poetry about losing friends #original post

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honeyednotes · 8 months

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my coffee tastes like you

not

literally

but it tastes like the last time that you were here and I could force myself out of bed to make it

before you got sick

it is bitter but too sweet, and the taste of plastic leeches from the cup up the straw alongside stove-burnt caffeine

all that has changed is the milk, and that you are not here to sit by my side while I drink it

by Brie Thomson

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poetryforcoyotes · 3 months

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sometimes life is hard. everybody's lives are hard at points and everyone has different problems. but i think one thing that makes things worth it is the things we love. it's so generic, but i mean, the things you don't even realise you love sometimes.

like, coming home from working long on a summer's day to drink a whole glass of apple juice. i love apple juice. eating an ice lolly over a bowl in the seat where i watch my rabbit playing. i love my rabbit. summer is long and hot but i love these things.

seeing the leaves on the trees change colour and fall as i walk. i love walking. the autumn tradition of coffee shop trips my mom takes me on. i love coffee. autumn is long and rainy but i love these things.

the robins hopping between the branches in misty mornings. i love nature. the snow that occasionally falls, bringing joy like i'm a child again. i love that childlike feeling. winter is long and gruelling but i love these things.

the blooming daffodils that my mom always points out and buys. i love spring flowers. the giddiness of a holiday celebrating new life and chocolate. i love chocolate. spring is long and chilly but i love these things.

i love colouring, and i love not caring about whether it's between the lines. i love writing, and i love letting myself write just for me. i love drawing, and i love memorialising thoughts even if i'll never see them as perfect. i love journalling, and i love remembering good things despite the inconvenience of writing every night. i love going outside, and i love breathing in the air even though the outside is scary.

i think i just love being alive

— by me :)

#first post! hello!#poetry #text poetry #poetic #poetry on tumblr #poets on tumblr #positive poetry #poetry about life #poetry about love #life poetry #life poems #positive poems #poem #poems #text post #txt post #poetryforcoyotes #🪵 echoing barks

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asphodelpoetry · 16 days

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my throat squeezes shut;

we were making a family dinner, whole,

me, split from the rest out with friends

precious time i’ve wasted crumbles at my feet:

regret—

a full plate waits in the microwave

yet i’ll never know its taste

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abrighterspark · 1 year

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surviving has no secret;

you cannot plan for life...

but you can keep one eye open

for those who wield a knife

#poetry #writerscreed #spilled ink poetry #poetryblr #poets on tumblr #short poems #short rhymes #life quotes #life poem #poetry about life #secret to happiness #poems

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kyvl · 3 months

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The Snow Globe

Did I tell you about that day? The day when my life fell to pieces Shattered on the ground at my feet I had dropped it The snow globe I was young But not so young as to not understand That I had made a mistake I was not gentle with something fragile As fragile as my life was I should have known better I had learned this years ago I wept over the fragmented glass shards My mother told me it was not a big deal She ushered me out of the room She cleaned up the glass And everything was fine But now my mother isn't here To usher me out of the room And clean up the shards Sweep them into a dustpan And put them in the trash And tell me it's not a big deal And everything is alright I should have known better Than to handle something so fragile As fragile as my life was With blatant disregard For its fragility And now I'm telling you About the snow globe About my life

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softsweetwhispers · 1 year

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i love friends, i love breathing, i love seeing the trees change from green to red and orange and yellow to bare-bones back to green, i love seeing the turn of time through the plants that bloom along the sidewalk and in between the cracks in the road, i love driving at night and looking up at the moon, soft and cratered with the tender touch of a lover, and the clouds and taking pictures, memories trapped in old polaroids forever, i love listening to music and sharing earbuds and reading books and immersing myself, i love watching water flow innocently and innocuously, watching the blues and listening to the white washed lull, i love hugs and quality time and hanging out just to hang out. i love existing. i love living.

#u ever just . look around at the green & orange & breathe & breathe & breathe . oh to just take a moment - one moment - & appreciate it all #i need to do it more often :(#thoughts & words & etc.#soft poetry #original writing #original poetry #existential thoughts #existential poetry #on living #on loving #on humanity #poetry #prose piece #writing #love poem #poetry about nature #poetry about life #poems about life #hopeless romantic

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lonerangerr · 11 months

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Former Life's Sin

Oh God, why I'm suffering and repenting on the sins which i don't even remember.

Don't you think that it's an injustice...to make humans suffer based on their former life' deed.

Is that a rule of yours? Won't you change it?

Now I repent; i mourn why I did sin in former life...

I ponder what exactly i did? Who gave me curse? Whom I made cry?

Oh Stranger, I'm apologizing for the mistakes i did to you. Please forgive me. Don't make me suffer like this. I'm begging you. Forgive me and ask the god to stop the punishment.

Although I don't remember what exactly i did to you but I can feel the pain and affliction which i had caused you.

Maybe my all apologies are in vain as you can't forgive me because I hurt you.

I have to accept it as i don't have any choice.

But I'm sure that I'll have a good life after this life as there will be no sins left. I'm paying off now.

I won't do any sin in this life as i don't wanna ruin my next life too.

God, I'll wait for the next life. I'm sure that good things are waiting for me there.

#poetry #quotes #prose poem #thoughts #thought provoking #depressing life #motivation #spilled words #spilled ink #poetry about life #wise words #my words #writing #original content #original poets on tumblr

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mervederya · 2 years

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This summer is for reading more contemporary works. ig: @merueiledreams

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dandelionsinthepavement · 7 months

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abandonment issues and broken promises.

you loved me ; loved my thighs, my hair, my smile. you loved my childishness, my humour; You loved my innocence.

you never intended this-- never wanted it.

all I wanted was for you to care, I'd be your puppet, as long as you loved me.

I was motivated by your words, your affection (attention.)

You loved me, I love you. You wanted me like a lover, I wanted a friend, a brother, someone to care.

You blame me for missing the signs-- But they were written in long dead languages, You called me little dove and I thought it was endearing, now I see the claw marks on my wings.

You loved me and I loved you. too much, far too strongly, it spilt over me, my body, my heart, your love consuming me, It was all yours. I was yours. I would wait for you.

My friends told me to hate you, I should be angry. (Why aren't I angry?) Why would I resent the hands that made me more than I was? The very hands that taught me to breathe, to live, How to be alive.

and I hated you. I hated you for leaving, I was begging you to let me back into your arms, your cage. A home built just for you and me, my comfort was you, along with everything else of mine, all yours.

and you let me go. you set me free.

I didn't want it, you didn't want it. You made me yours and then told me I wasn't.

You gave so much love, the love that let me grow; a replacement for water, for air, for everyone, for anything.

You were part of me, and I part of you.

Now it's just empty. I feel empty. I'm alone.

You care but you hurt me. you hurt me-- and you left me.

I don't want it to be true.

I didn't want this.

I'm still waiting.

I think I'll keep waiting like a dog at the door, because you loved me.

And I miss you.

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girlpoetica · 2 months

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Remember Your Name

As I rest here alone, and turn a page

And my legs crawled to that godforsaken stage

I remember my story, the life I've left behind

As I'm getting fatigued and drained

And I remember the day I first came

As my legs danced across a page

A story, a moment, a melody across time

And when my spirit flies, and I heard the music of birds and kings

And her star strung banner crossed the floor

And when the dance fades, will I keep it hung forevermore

A painted spirit in the sky

Like somebody I've known before

She taught me to dance like a bird on a storm

Like a gazelle on a waterfall

She painted the stars' romance on a broken floor

I'll miss the way you pushed me

Your sweet disposition, and that kind gaze

And you taught me everything with patience and a smile on your face

I respect few people, as I've been bruised

But please accept my praise

Thank you for all your work, and all your care

The boundless energy that you shared

Your devotion, and the time you gave

Thank you for sharing your days

Because she dances like the storm

And she never falters, never falls

Remember these lines, remember my name

And when the spirit dances to a painful melody

And we gave life to words on a page

I'll hung my banner high, because I'm tired and unfazed

And every time I dance, I'll remember your name

#original poem #poetry #poets on tumblr #poems and poetry #poem #poetry about life

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theater-flower-poet · 3 months

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And the pain consuming me is so great

The fist clenched around my heart so tight

I can't find it in me to cry and realize

That maybe, again, I am too late

#friendship breakup #friends #poetry #writing #original poem #poetry about life #mistakes

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honeyednotes · 8 months

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you have no idea of the hells I have walked through to be standing here in front of you

I did not want to burden you with my scars, old and faded like a line on a dusty chalkboard, but they still cause me so much pain

when they flare up, coping mechanisms slip in unnoticed, until I realize that I have been three feet behind my body for days

I force back into myself, like fitting a glass slipper on an ugly stepsister, but it doesn't take long to remember why I left

anxieties accost me from all angles until I reopen the door and sneak back out, overwhelmed, and the cycle repeats itself

by Brie Thomson

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