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thepathetickind · 6 months

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thought time would make it all fine but I still have to convince myself that I don't wait for you

by laurenmaerie, still you

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remnantofabrokensoul · 10 days

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"And in the end

I'd like it to be you.

In the dark,

Or in the Sun's warmth;

Your lips across mine,

Or your shaky hands reaching in need,

Your body aching

Pressed against mine;

Or your tears on my sweater,

And my hands across the bloody thighs,

As long as you're mine,

And swaying with me

Alongside the record's spins."

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d3rkb3by · 2 months

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CLASS WINDOW༄

By yuriko

I looked through

the class window

Out there, is where

Is where shadows lurk.

In the dark,

All around places

Like the park.

Outside that window

Is where danger is.

That’s why we must

Mind our business.

Go on our ways

Before the shadow

Behind you

Stays.

#poem #poetry #poets on tumblr #poetic #original poem #horror poem #shadows #glass window #tumblr fyp #poems and poetry #writer #small poem #small poetry

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mq-writes-ig · 6 months

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you have done more than damage and be damaged in this short life, my dear.

you have encircled others with your arms,

opened your hearts and eyes to the rain,

made your body into a cocoon, a womb of all things raw and alive

you birthed songs, harmonies, your own humanness

i love you

you are more than damaged

you have gained creases in your hands and skin

you are not old, yet, but you are older all the same

gather your life around you,

there is much more to come

how foolish to think you are only your illness, your damage

you are infinitely more than that

-aster

#poetry #thoughts #writing #anxiety disorder #small writer #poets on tumblr #small poetry #sad boi poetry #poetryblr #mentally ill poet #things i wish i could tell her #her being me and the people around me #you are more than your damage and more than your mental or physical illness or trauma okay?#i love you

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astr0spoems · 3 months

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High Tea (25-1-24)

So gently, so sweetly

My fingers wrap around methodically

Until you’re restricted completely

In this sacred unspoken ritual

My grasp tightens

And slowly your body cedes

As you give in, my lust heightens

And so your mortal vessel bleeds

The ichor of the gods

To quench my sinful thirst

Poured delicately into a cup

And so Ill drink every drop

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ripped-portraits · 3 months

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every single like, reblog, comment, or any other sort of engagement makes me smile. every individual one.

this is so especially true on my writing. that's my art. you are telling me you enjoyed something i created. it means the absolute world to me. and i know im not the only one who thinks this.

thank you

#poetry #mental health #original poetry #artists on tumblr #small writer #small artist #small poetry #wannabe poet #original thoughts #thank you #support small artists #support small poets #bpd #mentally tired

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writerlikeme · 7 months

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maybe the greatest failed love

we should've had;

our parents.

#thoughts #poetry #small poetry #latenighthoughts #writing #love

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the-desperate-stargazer · 8 months

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today, i saw a spider and i pointed it out to someone, and they killed it. they didn't shame me. they didn't terrorise me. they didn't taunt me. they didn't laugh at me. they didn't humiliate me. they didn't gaslight me. today, i saw a spider and someone just calmly killed it.

#small poetry #emotional abuse #poems about trauma #childhood trauma #fear of spiders #phobia #healing and recovery #scapegoat #child abuse

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ghostofsamothrace · 9 months

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Pharaoh

I think that I am rotting

From the outside in.

My lips are desert roads;

My tongue is weathered leather,

Sandpaper.

My skin will rip in two

Like stretched-out wrapping tissue.

My throat is cold and hollow,

Rough tree bark that scrapes with every swallow.

I cough up dust, a barren desert,

Sand that crumbles from a dried-up culvert,

Pouring from disintegrating arms and veins,

Through broken glass and fading pastel stains.

Oasis trees and water wilt and wither, sink away;

The embers fully burn; my heart falls ashen gray.

#poetry #poets on tumblr #original poetry #art block #poem #poetry on life #metaphors #allegories #rhythm #free verse #small poetry

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stxela · 10 months

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HIM

I want to feel that ardent love.

The one that makes you smoke and start smiling like a fool.

To start giggling late at night because he texted me.

To drink my favourite wine and listen to his favourite song.

To get drunk of his voice,

To look in his eyes and feel like I’m getting high,

I want to feel intoxicated by his presence.

I want to be known by his closest friends, by his family,

I want his dog or cat to know my name.

I want to be the reason for his smiles,

To be one he’s talking about to the moon.

I want us to stay late at night listening to music and dance,

Enveloped by smoke and love.

I want his name to be the first things that comes to my mind when someone asks me:

Where’s your home?

I want him to tell me how his day has been,

If he ate, if he drank, if he’s sad, if he’s happy.

I want to have late night face-time calls,

To wonder “Did he fell asleep?”

I want him to become a reason,

A lingering scent, feeling, thought, drug…

I want him to become the main subject of my poems,

The first thought in mornings and nights…

#poem #lovepoems #intoxicatinglove #writing #creative writing #small poetry

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rextonwithdacryphilia · 11 months

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Tbh i can't let it go.🙂

#micropoem #small poetry

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remnantofabrokensoul · 15 days

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Through the static

And the noise,

And the lasting Abyss,

She pulled me up;

And a chisel

And a pick,

And her gentle touch,

And a molded dream,

Her sculpture formed;

And her lips,

And the eyes,

And the warmth lasting,

Love unbound;

And swiftly bound to her.

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slut4poets · 1 year

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reminder of the true

A burning house

A memory of hope

Things that had meaning

All put to waste

Left with the true

The used

A body

And a soul

Burnt

But

Still alive

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writingsbynh · 2 years

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He loved me

When he said he loved me

I thought will he in a week?

When he kissed me

I thought will he in a week?

When he said he'd like to marry me someday

I thought surely he wouldn't in a week

But its been two years

And he loves me still

Now I know he will every week

- 𝑵𝑯

𝑊𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑎 ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑝 𝑎 𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟? 𝐿𝑖𝑘𝑒, 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑔! 💌

#love poetry #love poems #small poem #small poetry #spilled heart #please consider reblogging #poets corner #poem #poets on tumblr #poetry #life quotes #writers on tumblr #poetic #positive thoughts #deep poems #writerscommunity

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thedetectivesystem · 1 year

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You are every reason, every hope, and every dream I’ve had. My fingertips drag across your soft skin, every cell of your being connected to my own. You are divine beyond words, an angel fallen from the clouds.

#♱ alter tag ; mello #small poetry #This is obviously about Near #He radiates of love #system stuff

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blackbearybrambles · 1 year

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a heart was inked on your shoulder a moon was drawn in on your arm and your pretty words hung in all our minds tied with a blue ribbon

i just wanted to thank you for giving me the courage to dance

#felt proud of this one #poooom #small poetry #original poem

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