You make me feel so protected. And safe. And cozy, and warm. Comfortable. I just feel good with you.

k.b. // i love being with you

Inspired by: ‘heart leaks like a sieve’- @somebodycallixii

I will never leave you, except when I leave you breathless.

I want you to take my hand and get me far away from this wretched land.

You made my heart hurt

So I took a dagger

And cut you out of every piece of me.

You loved my thighs

My hair

My chubby cheeks.

You loved my coffee stained teeth

And my big, flat feet.

So away you go.

I took a dagger and cut you all out.

So when I look in the mirror,

I see me and only me now.

You broke my heart

And you broke me

But here I stand

Absent of you

With dagger in hand.

I always wished we have what they write about in books, And now we do - A goddamn tragedy.

a.y.

If you

Want

My

Eyes

To stay

On you,

Then you

Should

Keep your

Eyes on me.

If you want

Me to hold on

To you,

Then you must

Also extend

Your arms

To me.

I won’t be

The only

One reaching

Blindly,

I can’t find you

If you are not

Also trying

To find me.

I can give

You everything,

But you have

To at least

Walk towards me.

-J.Wool, Meet Me Halfway, Soul Whispers

In an attempt to be perfect, I have become worse than before

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i love people who randomly and oh so casually say poetic shit like i was hanging out with my bf after a week and i made a comment like “it feels kinda weird looking at you after so long, i missed you” and this boy replies so casually like “but it feels like i’ve been looking at you since forever” LIKE DUDE ???? stfu before i kiss you

If I say I love you, would you say it back?

k.b. // ross harris - say it back

Inspired by: ‘exquisite, visit, glisten’- @mylifepaneerpizza

I wish I was this special type of shallow.

To loiter in a simple world that waterbends

to your crevices waves

upon shore like a godsend,

a dream come true.

Atlantis has always been at our fingertips.

Harmony can be found in ponds meditating

miles into the backwoods of our towns.

We all choose to skip stones

and experiment with the water tension

that forms a transparent portal.

Easy access whirlpools an endless gesture

between Earth and heaven.

Be a koi that snorkels our planet:

feetless, graceful,

and with a hint of mystery.

"Shallow Atlantis" -P.J.C.

More Original Poems Here!

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F. Scott Fitzgerald // Charles Bukowski

intangible - madisen kuhn

Grasmere, Cumbria, home to the English Romantic poet William Wordsworth. Here you will find the cottage that he lived in, the daffodil garden he planted in memory of his daughter, the tomb where he was laid to rest, and the lakes and trees and mountains that inspired his genius.

Now is the best time of year to take that train to Cumbria! And if you cannot, perhaps console yourself with the works of the Lake Poets. (photos @lakedistrict IG)

Nobody

Knows

The strength

It took

You to

Pick

Your own Self

Up off the ground

And yet you did

It so quietly, it

Went unnoticed that

You hit the ground at all.

Nobody really

Knows how strong

You truly are,

But I see it.

I truly see

How incredible

You are.

-J.Wool, You are Incredible, Soul Whispers

All the witches the world scare you over, were just normal women in dark times who wanted to eradicate social inequalities and strived to be as powerful as the men of their age

But they will never tell you that

They will tell you that they were miserable, horrifying, beasty women who wished to suck people's blood out of their systems. The truth is, they were the women who were sucked on by the society's menace instead

All those bitches, witches and snitches were nothing evil. But patriarchy enforces that free women are ugly women, kind women are lonely women, and independent women are creatures you must never think of becoming like

Patriarchy wants you to remember that having your own beliefs, ideologies and lives is a sin for women. However, it's a sin that goes one way only. That it's okay as long as it's a man who's doing evil. Because they are better, wiser, more rational and less emotional than us.

You must not listen to them, you must never. Ignore what they want you to hear because whatever they're saying is nothing but a pretentiously self-effacing way to self sabotage you.

They want you to drown because they think the ocean is all theirs

You must make your own way no matter how many paths you cross over and no matter how burnt your feet get, you must never give up and trust someone else to bring cold water for your wounds

We've been giving up all over history and I'm going to put an end to this. I'm going to make up for those innocent women they killed and raped for something they did right

I'm going to tell them that being a woman is the least shameful and most dangerous thing about me

you will never get what you deserve if you stay with what you tolerate.

— alhwrites