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In the quiet corridors of time, echoes call,
A familiar voice, a shared memory's thrall.
Hey there, it's been a while, hasn't it?
Thoughts of us, where moments still fit.
The hands of the clock dance gracefully,
As I ponder what was, what could be.
Life's tapestry weaves stories untold,
A narrative of us, precious and bold.
Reflections ripple through the quiet hours,
Contours of laughter, like fragrant flowers.
I've thought a lot about us, you see,
The dance of our souls, a symphony.
Life's lessons etched upon the heart,
In the gentle artistry of a fresh start.
Can we talk, unravel the whispers of time,
Explore the verses of an unwritten rhyme?
A canvas of possibilities, strokes of fate,
In the silence, the anticipation is great.
What might still be, what could unfold,
As our stories continue to be told.
So here's an invitation, sincere and true,
To converse, to share, just me and you.
In the spaces between what was and might be,
Let's explore the depths of possibility.
"When you find that special someone who makes your heart flutter with a single smile, you've stumbled upon the rarest of blooms in the garden of desire. 💕 Let love blossom. 🌼 #CrushFact #LoveInBlossom #HeartFlutter" Caption: "Let's talk about the poetry of life and love. 💫 In the depths of our souls, galaxies reside, each beat a star in the vast cosmos. 🌌 #DeepFact #GalaxiesWithin" "Life is a tapestry woven with the threads of emotions, and in the quiet moments of contemplation, we discover galaxies within ourselves. Each heartbeat, a star in the boundless cosmos of our existence. ✨ Let's embrace the poetry of life and love together. 📖❤️ #DeepFact #GalaxiesWithin #PoetryOfLife" YouTube Shorts:
In shadows cast by fleeting years,
I danced a waltz with grown-up fears.
A childhood lost, a heavy toll,
In whispers of a wounded soul.
While friends frolicked in youth's embrace,
I bore the weight of life's swift race.
Responsibilities draped in gray,
Innocence lost, dreams put away.
Through corridors of fleeting time,
I walked the path, a paradigm.
Family struggles, finance woes,
In the garden, a lone flower grows.
Childhood's laughter, a distant sound,
As I navigated life unbound.
Maturity forced its early bloom,
In the twilight of a borrowed room.
Yet strength emerged from depths unknown,
A resilience in seeds I'd sown.
The sunsets painted on my face,
A canvas etched with quiet grace.
Oh, how I longed for carefree days,
To chase the sun in playful ways.
But duty called, and I replied,
A grown-up heart in a child's stride.
In dreams, I sought a lighter flight,
Yet anchored by the struggles, tight.
For every tear that marked the night,
A star was born, a guiding light.
So here I stand, a soul mature,
With tales to tell, hardships endure.
Though youth slipped by with fleeting grace,
I found my strength in life's embrace.
For in the crucible of strife,
I forged a deeper, truer life.
And as I gaze at the stars above,
I thank the trials that shaped my love.
Why is it that we don’t ever know the last time of something… is the last time.. The last time you kiss The last time you hug The last time your baby nurses from the breast The last time baby crawls The last time your baby wakes up crying at night… The last time your baby sits in your lap The last time they say words in a funny way The last time they are babies.. before they become teenagers So many last times that happen quietly, and we don’t know they are last times of precious moments that are moving on with the current of this life… But.. we remember first times.. first time you fall in love First time your heart was broken First time you kissed on the lips First time you cried saying goodbye First time you got deathly sick First time you became a parent First time your baby moved inside the womb First time baby took to the breast First stroller walk you took First giggle.. and first crawl… First steps her little feet walked So many “firsts” engraved in our minds.. souls.. and hearts… kept in frames on the walls.. and we will hold on to them forever… Is it that we remember the “first times” because beginnings are good.. and, we were blessed to “not” know when “last times” happen.. to spare us the biggest pain humans were made to endure… letting go.. and saying goodby.. By: icouldnthelpbutremember Photo: Pinterest #fragile #lifeistooshort #lifequotes #wisdom #goodbyes #lettinggoquotes #femalewriters #poetryoflife #instareels #viralreels #soothingwords #wordstoliveby #icouldnthelpbutremember #loveandpain #tidesofmotherhood #tidesoflife #oceanlovers #oceanphotography https://www.instagram.com/p/Cm42tBSpyLy/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
I keep drawing materials by the bed because sometimes early morning or late night conversations have the best poses and what could be better than discussing ideas and noting the poetry of the moment? . #penandink #penandinkdrawing #poetryoflife #sketchingfromlife #drawingfromlife #drawingfromobservation — view on Instagram https://ift.tt/XkEfP8y
From your simple nature your not as adequate as that paper that holds the words that Im saying, there is a bridge that separates you and I and I can’t lie I rather for you to be on that side, I can see that the air we breath is thinner than the blood that runs deeper then the eyes can see, feeling the distance in your throat I feel like we should make mends and watch each other grow, but Instead you burned that road and wrote my name on it like it was cursed, I should of just left you on the side of the road like a hersh, all because my heart doesn’t need to be pained from the likes of you instead I wish you well and write you off like to bad checks that got bounced right back to you; I digged in to my inner self and began to heal all the ill parts of me and there was you ripping the life out of me, opening my eyes your true intentions never lied hell I wasn’t surprised I just healed again and burned that tied that you thought was tied, GOODBYE, your presence should of never dwelled in my sanction but, it’s all good I just found inner peace and love from all angles
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There are echoes upon echoes In my garden. A place where I once brought down a Bridge of wishful starlight And burnt away old layers Of my heart-soul. The moon knew, Stopped us both, Told me to kiss you... Spun full cocoon glow Around us as earth grace. Four weekends together, Now and space. Planting seeds together, Walking the forest, Talking for days... How forever... Who the poet or the gardner, How the best parts so familiar. Light through ash, Direction, Silence in silence, Inflection, Of night heartful eyes Our inception, Angels or photons, Original reflection... #poetryofig❤ #stardestiny #soulpoetry #soulsexual #stardustpoetry #starseeds #poetryasmedicine #poetrydaily #poetryofmagick #poetryoflife #poetrycloud #poetry #poetsofig #poetsofinstagramcommunity #poetsofinstagram #poetryofangels #poetscafe #poetsandwriters #poetsandartists #melbournepoetry #melbspokenword (at Ferntree Gully, Victoria) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRzYvKStbyx/?utm_medium=tumblr