𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘱.
S P O K E N W O R D ❤️🪄
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“…somehow the warmth of sun faded away, behind the white dust of snow. It’s December again. The month of farewells.”
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if I had loved you
if I had loved you as a friend,
maybe you’d still be here
maybe we could be on our way to get some eats
afterwards we could have wandered the streets
If I had shut you down,
maybe we could be at the new pub in town
maybe if I hadn’t wanted more,
we could be at the record store
and maybe when we parted ways,
you’d have wanted to see me again
if I had loved you as a friend
i miss you. i miss you everyday. but today , i am missing you a little more. no reason , just a little more , i miss you.
I wanted to impress on you enough
that I remained a sweet whisper
in all of your day dreams.
- G.L. Angelone
When you hold my hand
All the little things,
In this world,
That are seen as worthless,
Are like rays of sunlight,
Trying to find its place,
In a world lit with leds.
Call them what you wish;
For one they are trash,
And for one,
Pieces of hope.
And when they are turned,
Into something magnificent,
Then world gets jealous,
Of the people who collect 'trash'.
Being understood by someone.
Black Love 🤎🌻
Rains pouring like whispers and kisses, all over this caramel coloured skin, that is mortal. Bringing in those petrichor scent of dead memories, that once lived.
I want to write but I dont think there is anything poetic in my life anymore
Pain is called dramatic, anger sedatived by antipshychotics
Happiness is felt but my smile is too fake to write about it
Nothing but physics happening between bodies
Love is too far of reach in my dreams.
Written in between
The seams silently are the
Words stitched together.
Is crafted to help conceal
Or made to protect.
The innocence of
A voice that has forgotten
How to truly speak.
Hidden in plain sight (Haiku mini story: Part 1)
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I was told
there was a place for me in this world
but my shape didn’t fit
and that really hurt
they don’t understand me
but I’m not the first
so I put on lots of layers
because it’s cold outside
A sad attempt
no, I know it won’t charm the gate keepers
refusing to give me a living wage
but I earned every degree
inside of me
alive in the spiral,
hanging on to my feathers
Your hand brushed against mine,
and a thousand fantasies
ignited all at once.
- G.L. Angelone
It is said that if you want peace, you must be ready for war. It's the same thing with yourself : If you want to have inner peace, you must be ready to have war with your inner demons.