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makatang-igorota · 1 year

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Think of Me..

Think of me when you are lonely When you hear sad love songs While you ponder on the maybes

Think of me when the nights are long When the sheets are turning cold And you need someone for you to hold

Think of me when you are feeling empty When nobody seems to understand you Wishing for someone who could see The pain you're going through

Think of me when you can no longer hold back the tears When you desperately need someone to keep you afloat When you want your silent pleas to be heard

I won't be there to hold you To wipe your tears To hear your pleas And say words to comfort you

But may the memories you have of me Be enough to soothe the pain And push you to endure another day

~M.K. Sueño (11/08/2022)

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robingittens · 2 years

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POEM: Silhouette

Excited to finally share my #poetry with other #poetrylovers in the #poetrycommunity & #WritingCommunity. @poems-and-words @poetryfoundation @poetrysociety @poetry @poemswords @poetrybomb @writerscompanion @writingcommunityculture Read more: https://blog.emotionesque.ca/index.php/2022/06/20/silhouette/.

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sojc123 · 5 years

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In celebration of National Poetry Month, what is your favorite line of a poem you've read that made you appreciate poetry overall? Come on, drop your poetry bomb. #poem #poetry #lit #poetrybomb #poetrylovers #favoriteline #share #ipoet #nationalpoetrymonth #april #poetrycommunity #giphy #poetryisnotdead #poems https://www.instagram.com/p/BwXaKpvFbRQ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=10rqrv0ac0r54

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jossfontenot · 6 years

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It’s easy to darken the world To write poems about cold beds and black dawns Don't take the easy road Illuminate the world Make it light in spite of gravity

J. Fontenot

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colossal-mess-thoughts · 6 years

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Standstill

Before I knew,

and dove into a crowd,

the song in my head,

the beat starts to slowdown,

the rhythm began to fade.

Everything around me,

just seemed to stop,

frozen to be exact,

the world and everyone,

to be precise.

The raindrops was not able,

to hit the ground I tremble,

Rivers stopped flowing,

so does the sands of time.

Then I wondered,

was it the world?

or was it just me?

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georgekaunga · 6 years

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Anna Naklab feat. Alle Farben Supergirl started off and I ended up repeating it like 3 times before I could even carry on!!!

Ouw you know? now I remember you saying that you were gonna make this for me

And you did ahh Mone you're so German

we were chasing vision of lost dreams with everystep couldn't four see the ride we foresee a forgotten memory

of wild Times and speaking

Traveling distant; feels so close in an instant

Met George in George for instance

I was held down by the system; of my own thoughts working on my own thoughts

That was triple George in a magical box filed under a metaphor of a feeling

Green trees most with fallen leaves an omen to what it would feel like in a week

Stared in to the eyes drowning deep

Cause the life we live tonight I'm never saying never to losing sleep

Biffy clyro got me safe & sound like Capital Cities

*I could lift you up*

Week knees standing strong dancing to beautiful songs

Welcome to my new home it's an interesting City

03 one-ing finally spending time in the distant of a young and youthful time singing hymn for the weekend

Getting warmed up on the Coldplay

Of adventurous ideas

Breaking free of the limitations

You and i we them us no imitations

Let's ride till the Sun comes out

Or comes setting

Late night conversations

Till we feel the vibrations

Of a simpler life

It's your time right now

I keep waiting for reality to kick me in the gut

Or the words but, if only, or if we could just

Lose our minds in a memory of forever in a week

Would you hold on to every letter that I speak

Just so you remember my voice singing out of tune

Howling at the moon; knowing you'll be home soon

A million miles away as we star gaze

Lost in our maze how we tend to be amazed

By the silent thoughts, empty promises; lost

Again...

Just so we can get to wake up in each others arms

Like the sand and the tide; crashing like the waves rocking us into a calm.

Or this bridge of suspense, we jump in recklessness

Now all I have is this emptiness

The bottom of the glass; No two ways to look at it

Flashes of it half full; now I can't stand to look at it

Rain drops from the same light that kept my face dry

As I stare at yet another lonely night sky

How I've lost the glimmer in my eye; the hope in my smile

Now all I can hold onto is the hands of time

I was yours just as much as you were mine

I guess I'm tired of pretending that everything is fine

Here without you while I was three doors down

Build a bridge of photos suspending from cloud nine

Hike a trail through my unknown desires

Moments captured and caged; raging like wild fires...

Just to float away with the wind like the rays from a lighthouse

Memories never expire.

I'm in a different place; distracted by another city of thoughts

If this is the price i have to pay for a moment; What does a lifetime cost?

#georgekaunga #poetry #poetrybomb #poets on tumblr

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anautumnroad · 6 years

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New Awakening

green flames flicker, stretched toward blue, softened, yawning oaths from thawing beds

-Mark Morgan

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ccandd96 · 4 years

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See YouTube video from 4/26/20 of Janet Kuypers reading her poems "Opportunity to Share Globally", "Just Read a Book", "destroy", "Burning Building (Day of Silence Edit)", and "exude more in Black" from the Janet Kuypers poetry book "Every Event of the Year (Volume One: January-June)" for "The 2020 #poetrybomb" (filmed from a Panasonic Lumix 2500 camera; posted on Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest, Instagram and Tumblr). https://youtu.be/HJL4vVKJ7-k #janetkuypers #janetkuyperspoetryshow #janetkuypersinstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/B__HmMCh9mN/?igshid=1077bycyyqbsm

#poetrybomb #janetkuypers #janetkuyperspoetryshow #janetkuypersinstagram

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hunnyluv222 · 7 years

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The Conversation...

Hello, Did you know that I could feel you in my room? I’m sure you entered only moments ago You feel heavy, foreboding. I cannot see you, yet I know you are there. You have the faint smell of finality about you. Do you care for conversation? Who made this decision for me? Why was I not involved in it’s conclusion? Hello? Are you moving closer now? You frighten me. I can feel you linger. I am not ready for this. Sudden shivers of icy cold fear cover me in strange goosey pimples. Over in a blink, they stand straight to attention, and uniformly disappear. My mind turns to chaos Did I hear my name? I have lived a thousand lifetimes, yet not accomplished one I always imagined that this would hurt Where has my pain suddenly gone? You feel so familiar Have I known you, once, before? Why won’t you answer me? Where shall I end up? I wasn’t ready to go I thought I had prepared I can feel you coming closer Like a dark shadow, you loom Taking the very air with you I can’t breathe anymore The thinning bight holding me here BREAKS You have my hand Awe filled silence surrounds us For the first time, my mind is calm There is beauty in acceptance We are free We move together in serene silence

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theghostsleftbehind · 7 years

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Secrets

Secrets Plucked from Your cherry mouth - Overripe and wet, Staining my palms… Painting treason For all the sins I never committed.

Lies Etched in flesh Newspaper limbs, Front page garbage.

Heavy. Sternum crushing. Tusks pierce my eyes. Blinded by Judas truths.

Noose fingers Chloroform kisses. I am on trial. Cut down, guilty Gutted Festering love.

M. Rhymer

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makatang-igorota · 1 year

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Do you know why we still lose the things that we so desperately try hard to protect and have?

Because we hold on to them too tight that they suffocate and die.

So loosen your grip and set them free. What should be will always be.

~M.K. Sueño (11/14//2022)

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voidindevoid · 5 years

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Standing on the dark balcony in a lonesome night, i looked at the light in the vastness of the houses ahead.

Why am i in dark, i wonder? Are there people in houses who are in dark too?

There's this inevitable stretch of words, I cannot fathom to form,

Yet persistently phrases slip in and out; slightly. Mocking me.

Why I write you ask?

Because some moments I don't want to lose, I want them to be tangible, forever.

And words. Ah! there's least they can do. But they have to.

Who reads you say? All the loners, I presume. All those surrounded loners intimidated by company running from themselves, tearing from within.

They are mad people. But in madness they have immense wisdom, ready to pounce on anything at anytime.

And I too am becoming mad lately? Aren't you?

#poetry #young writers #quotes #lonely #i love you #young love #literature #poetryinmotion #poetry art #poetry is not dead #classical poetry #mayakovski poetry #poetrybomb

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madamebutterfli · 7 years

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FADE AWAY

Your actions speak for you, what will they say?

Will the memories of you last forever, or fade away?

Has your love or your vengeance taken control?

Is your silence stronger than your words?

Will your absence be felt?

What is you legacy?

Will they find you in someone else?

The days that we live are not our own

We plant beautiful gardens with the seeds that we have sown

#GOD #love #poetry #poets on tumblr #poetrybomb

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jossfontenot · 6 years

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Blue Bubbles

Blue bubbles Plumes of disinhibition Letting myself be known Even though I told myself I’d keep the gate closed

Blue bubbles In response to grey bubbles The cool and the calm How did this happen? I started off careful and now I’m the hungry one

Now that the blue bubbles are growing bigger and bigger Every time I press send it’s like my finger’s on the trigger

The grey bubbles, so fine I want to pick the pixels apart I think there’s something hiding behind those letters, man

Did you go to his that day? Did you lie down on the green-and-yellow bed? Was your conversation something that you’d like to share? Can you describe your feelings other than just “weird”?

Blue bubbles Rising and falling, splitting, transforming Like soap bubbles in Rome that day - Oh what I’d give to be in Rome with you

And it’s so far away I’ve got to hold that gate shut with my teeth I’ve gone from nonchalant to meek as a mouse Damn, I can’t believe I might lose you to an empty house

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localghostwrites-blog · 7 years

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the universe doesn’t care about birthdays (a poem).

i forgot about my birthday this year i wish you did the same maybe since then another tiny bit of me would finally belong in outer space eternity thus nothing. and later on so many cuts and parts would equal the universe where no one matters equally. i don't have memories of yesterday let alone last year what if i die with every passing day then repeat. repeat. and birthday's just a 'day' without 'birth' a reminder of my existence here in this skin so does this mean if my birthday is cancelled removed from the calendar i am no longer here? i used to make-believe a birthday is a beginning of new era new life new me like a new page but the book is stale i run through it flipping the pages in search of the better chapter and i always stumble then repeat. repeat. i forgot about my birthday this year once everyone does the same maybe one day they will turn their heads around asking "who's that?" as i'm passing by but that won't matter since my existence won't be encrypted in any dates any numbers tectonic plates. no one would ever say for sure if i truly was here or if i was made up in the story that someone told there would be no proof left and i forgot about my birthday this year and the next the next.

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advisorguy45 · 7 years

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Who knew

I didnt know it could be like this again I dont known where to begin Long talks and slow walks Through the moments of my mind Tough breaks and leg shakes I never bothered to define By more than 35.22 Or 97.43 Because heartaches And sleepless night we been through And it was love for free

#spilledink #spilledink poetrybomb poetry poem

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