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You.

Everything spoken

Not enough said.

The uncomfortable silence

Of feelings unshared.

Trying to read your mind,

Unsuccessfully, left me unsure

Of how this may end..

I still find myself lost about You.

I never understood my own

Always trying to figure out yours

With both our minds gone

What’s left of Us?

Only sound i hear is a silent calling,

At all hours of the day

Should i pick up?

Or is it too late?

I know when it all falls down

I will see the ghost of you

In the shadow of the night.

Unable to let go,

Of what once was,

What once transformed,

What once we created,

What we once knew…

-SS

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Shout out to chubby women just because.

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Maybe one day

I’ll be able to smell your perfume on my pillow again

Maybe, just maybe

I’ll be able to feel your soft lips on my skin again

And maybe, just maybe

I’ll be able to look into your eyes again, mesmerized by the stories you won’t tell

And just maybe,

I’ll fall in love with you all over again

For the sake of our heart

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Still crying because of you

Guess im not even close to be over you

Got me wondering what was the best move

To hold or to cut you loose

I even tried to be your friend

You said you couldn’t

Now you’re here, with a new one

Talking bout she’s a good one

Made you realize stuff i couldn’t

But you know she will never make you feel the way i do hun

This isn’t over

When i see you

You’ll come , all over

~siuvz

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You are the sea.

Your actions shake the world,

Your words expand horizons.

Calm,

At times aggressive,

Loved by many,

And feared by others.

You're the sand.

Of such immensity

But also small,

You water yourself everyday

Waiting for something to grow.

~siuvz

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To my brothers and sisters

For centuries

They hated us

For the color of our skin

For the way we dress

For the way we live

For our complexions.

For centuries,

They made us hate ourselves

For our hair

For our bodies

For our energy

For our culture

For our differences

For our strength

And the this day,

Black people tried to forgive,

to heal,

to trust. ‬

‪And with open arms,

They welcomed the same race that killed, enslaved, and tortured their ancestors.

But to this this day,

They hate us

For carrying our ancestors with us

For being free

For wanting to be treated as equal

For fighting

They hate us

For still standing tall‬,

Even they kill our brothers and sisters right in front of us. ‬

#george floyd #racisim #white supremism #slavery

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A message for you

There is no one else

I can trust this message with

There’s no one now

There is no one else

I can trust this message with

So, hear me out

Start with,

‘I love you

I know you’ve been through hurt and pain

But if you still feel the same

You can have me any day’

Ends with,

‘I need you

More than anyone around you

They don’t love you like I do

I know it’s selfish

You know it’s true

They don’t know you like I do.’

There is no one else

I can trust this message with

There is only you

There is no one else

I can trust this message with

So deliver it soon

To forever remember

And never forget

How much it means to me

That you know

That i love you

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That day on the bus

The society i live in is diverse ,

so why are they racist?

It's all about freedom,

so why do i always feel imprisioned?

They all want to be loved ,

so why do they hate so much?

We believe in choices,

so why do they disaprove mines?

They say everybody's different ,

so why do they keep comparing everyone?

They say we can have our opinions and beliefs,

so why do i feel like i gotta have theirs?

So many questions ,

that will remain without answers.

So many people suffering,

because of the same things

But i know there is hope, there are people willing to change.

Nor for themselves , bur for everyone.

So we can all be at peace.

So we can all have peace.

Of mind.

~ Silvia Sousa

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Tu

O despertar que sinto no meu coração quando ouço o teu riso diz muito sobre o amor.

O amor ninguem sabe explicar. Mas eu olho pra ti e sinto que tu és o significado.

Não me tinham avisado que seria gratificante amar alguem, querer juntar tudo o que tens para oferecer e entregar-lhes nos mãos.

Amo-te tanto. Tão intensamente que mexe comigo.

Apareceste do nada, sem querer avisar. E mesmo assim fizeste com que eu te desse tudo de mim.

Isso é amor? Se não é, não chegaram a inventar um nome pra isso que eu estou a sentir.

- S’sousa

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Savior

I was in a dark place

With nothing but my thoughts.

There was no hope left

There was no strength left

Only my thoughts, my sad thoughts.

My dreams became nightmares

My happiness became pure sadness

And my desire for life, no longer existed.

I was lost, in a dark place,

With no hope to be found

And no strength to shout..

But you found me

You healed me.

You became my hope

You became my strength

You became my happiness

You,

You lighted up a candle , that soon became the strongest light I’ve ever seen.

#poetry #love poems #poems on tumblr #thoughts #writing #notes

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You start loosing hope

When you see

That nobody cares

Like you do.

The world became selfish

Sad

Depressed

And unreal.

Nobody shows what they really are

Even when they say they opened up, nowadays that just means telling a few personal things and hoping that that person won’t hurt you after.

I miss the connection that people used to have.

When one look meant alot.

When mutual respect and consideration for their feelings wasn’t a myth.

When communication was a base of every relationship.

Nowadays is just two people fighting for reason.

It just hurts me so much to come to that realization, makes me loose hope on trying to be a better person, when nobody values me for that.

When they keep protecting themselves from things that im not even doing.

Being defensive over words that are truthful.

I miss someone that shares, listens, respects, loves. Someone who’s real, courageous, loving. Someone who means good, do good, and propagates good.

I miss a human.

#poems on tumblr #love poems #youth #made with tumblr

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Youth

In today’s world is hard to be a youth. We’re all broken, insecure, depressed and unstable. Trying to be the ones who are loved and appreciated. But unaware on how to do so to other people, because we have an idea of what we want, but we don’t seem to remember that everyone doesn’t want the same. People have different conceptions and ideas of how to “be loved” . So to them love and appreciation works on different levels.

Its hard to understand each other when no one is trying to.

Its easier to escape than to confront your fears.

And thats where you miss out on good things.

Where you miss to genuinely know yourself.

To learn.

And anew everyday.

When you’re unable to know your demons.. it’s where you’ll feel lost.

That’s just being a youth in today’s world.

Lovers that went wrong and broke us.

Reckless and wild teens trying to chase the visions of their futures.

Minds troubled by emptiness.

And destroying the road on the way to the finish line.

Being self destructive for the fun of being victimized.

Walking bodies, lifeless, and undetermined. But full of dreams and visions of happiness.

But too damaged to be motivated.

If by chance you’re one of the few that keeps trying and going regardless of what tries to bring you down, I’m just proud of you. For standing out of the circle and actually wanting to achieve happiness.

#youth #poems on tumblr #love poems #quotes #poetry