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mirrorworld12 · 3 years
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thespiandrummer · 5 years
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Desert Light
Desert light streaks nascent
           on the snows of archival white
young beams that cannot die
           lest the sun lingers any longer –
 In the mindfulness of time
           we’ve received the gift of life,
a cognizance rife with an awareness, a
           clarity primed, a reality unfettered
by the misfires of memory;
           alas, the gift does not rely
on perception alone - there is no time
           for such things as reminiscence -
 So I travel on my way
           blissfully aware that I am
found in discovery of my own likeness,
           the secondhand tick of being human
 where the road I travel longs for the
           finality of impermanence, like the
slow and lengthy misconception
           that strikes the evidence as truth
 when the god spark within me speaks
           of love to the light of day
and your hands, above the chorus of dawn,
           lay gently on my brow.
© K. James Ribble
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herthoughts36 · 7 years
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Beautiful poetry from @deannazai.poems go check out my homie ✨ #herthoughts36 #writerscrush #followher #shoutout
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romainewrites · 8 years
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#silence #fact #quoteoftheday #quotes #instapoetry #calligraphy #qoute #writersofinstagram #writerscrush #instagood #instalike #tumblr #twitter "Silence speaks volumes"
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mirrorworld12 · 4 years
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Your words were too deep to be understood by the souls who haven't seen the world with the eyes like yours. Your eyes looked for the soul rather than faces, the darkness underneath all the colours, the pain behind the laughter, the wilted flower in a blooming garden and mostly love hidden in the harshest of pieces people offered you. Several times I noticed the way you looked at me like someone looks at art that was lost and found again. People like me do not meet people like you very often. It is rare to find someone who sings the same song, knows the same steps before even joining to dance, hear everything like it's a love song because it was coming from my mouth. You painted me in colours I didn't even know the name of. My life turned into music that heard me. Lovers like you never leave, even after leaving. They arrive every night and leave you in ashes every morning. Lovers like you stay in souls for a lifetime. Love like your stay always. I hope you too find your song or someone who makes your life music. Goodbyes aren't worth mentioning but still, I will sing ours because it was with you.
mirrorworld
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mirrorworld12 · 4 years
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Be brave, fall hard and love again.
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mirrorworld12 · 4 years
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Something in me keeps dying every day and no matter how hard I breathe it doesn't help. Maybe its the parts of what I used to be. I was happy and now years later I have understood that being happy was the most poisonous thing I have done to myself because now I crave it like every other being. The awareness that it is just a state and its existence has nothing to do with what is happening and what has happened or will happen to us is killing me more. Maybe trying is not always good or enough. This dying parts of happiness are hurting me more than the hurt itself. This desire of holding the dead remains is too much and it is taking over the parts of me that say ' let go '.
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mirrorworld12 · 6 years
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Art doesn't need any words
It never did
And I met someone
Who felt just like art
That's why I don't believe in
words
not anymore
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mirrorworld12 · 6 years
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Why do you think
that you can pick
my pieces and try
to put it back the way
you want
You were not here
when my heart was ripped
out of my chest
and cut into small
pieces and left on
a unknown road for years
I travelled that road
thausand times a day
just to watch it bleed
You were not here
When I picked it up
and promised that
No matter what happens
an unknown road will
never be its home again
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mirrorworld12 · 6 years
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What if I tell you
I am not just sad
Breathing hurts me
more than anything
My soul feels homeless
and cries for home
A home that this body can never be
so my soul tries to hide in the corners
of my own body that doesn't even exist
It looks in the eyes of the
strangers and travel in and out
just to find the home
And I don’t know what hurts me more
Not having a home in my own body
or maybe not finding the one in others.
mirror
19/2/18
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mirrorworld12 · 5 years
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Each night
I try to hide and run away
from your memories
But even in deepest corners
and far away places you are there
sitting and staring at me with that
honey brown eyes of yours
making me wish that if only
you were an another guy
whose eyes I liked on my way back
But at the end you and I
we both know
You were more
a much more than a stranger
walking on the roads
You were the home
you were my only home
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mirrorworld12 · 6 years
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I asked my heart
If it can fall in love
again
All I heard was silence
and a voice I never heard before
At that moment I realized that
I have actually lost the part of heart
that fall in love
when I fought the battle for both of us
alone
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26/3/18
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mirrorworld12 · 6 years
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Sometimes I just wanted to tell
about the sadness in my head
But everytime I open my mouth
I see the similar shadow in their eyes
May be we all are same
trying to hide it all inside
we let it roam in our eyes
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21/2/2018
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mirrorworld12 · 6 years
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I saw him trying to pick
pieces of his heart
that a painful love left behind
I wanted to help so badly
but my hands were full
with pieces of a heart
that once I called mine
Our eyes met once
and we both knew we can
never have it whole back
no matter how much we try
It hurts to stare
in pair of eyes
that carry the emptiness
Just like mine .
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22/2/2018
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mirrorworld12 · 6 years
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I was ready to burn my own world
for the love i had for you
but you were scared of the mere darkness
So you just burnt the love we both had
just to brighten up a dark night of yours.
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mirrorworld12 · 6 years
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My eyes are tired of carrying the weight of your memories
And my heart is full of the black ink that your love left behind
My mouth hurts by spitting it on pages and turning them into different shades of black
And still when people come looking for you I open my eyes wide and put a knife in my heart to let it bleed black so that they can see you were there with me.
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18/2/2018
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