abreezyblues
The Starving Poet
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21 / writer & travel enthusiast / Los Angeles, CA / Instagram: monaa_amely www.starvingpoets.wordpress.com
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abreezyblues · 6 months ago
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Masterpiece
Heavy breathes across my skin  Grab my hand and count to ten  I’ll take you somewhere you’ve never been  It’ll be our naked little sin  Heavy beats on top of me  I can feel your chest gleam  A figment of our imagination  Surrounded by this fascination  Lightweight memories  Become the very centerpiece  Of what once was this gentle masterpiece  Practice makes perfect  Play my favorite…
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abreezyblues · 6 months ago
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Thank you for the pain
Once upon a time you were everything  Innocently in love with the version of you I made in my head  Sometimes I hear myself  Thinking love was lightly carried  As delicate as fall  When each leaf trickles down to the ground  Your love tricked down too  Once upon a time I was 19  Thinking I found someone who was going to give me the world  Thinking he [was] the world  I gave every ounce…
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abreezyblues · 7 months ago
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Deception
Inside his eyes were my desires  Holding onto a fantasy with hidden disgrace  I dreamt of a colorful life  But his vision was only black & white  So I put on my rose colored glasses  Intentional oblivion  Spare me the heartbreak  Inside his mind was a blossoming future  Envisioning a home  Holding two alike  With shared compassion  Synchronous breathes  An unmade bed  Two young…
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abreezyblues · 2 years ago
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Transcend
Transcend me into another life  Another world  This one has gotten too heavy on my shoulders  I’m weighed down  I’m falling down  I’m coming down  And I don’t feel like getting up anymore  Transcend me into another body  This one has seen too much  Felt too much  Permanent marks left withered  Youthful essence yet Hollow inside  Something was taken from me  Transcend me into a…
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abreezyblues · 3 years ago
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Monologue
—— Curtains open ——  I run toward the screams of my name  The scream of a mother  Filled with pure agony, disbelief, defeat I’m summoned  I knew what happened before I even got there  I prepare(ed) for this moment, unfortunately  You body laying there Purely lifeless  Withdrawn from the realty of it all  Unhinged  Dead  As can be  Lips, blue  Face, purple  Eyes, rolled back,…
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abreezyblues · 4 years ago
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Díme todo
It’s quite a beautiful thing  To break down, every now and then  And sometimes we have to  Let the pieces fall and test Who’s gonna pick it up  Will it be you?  Dímelo todo  Todo lo que nunca has dicho antes  Si no ahora, entonces cuando mi amor?  Estamos bailando en un cuarto  Que tiene el espacio entre tu y yo  And I wish I told you all the words  Contained in between my…
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abreezyblues · 4 years ago
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Euphoria
(Disclaimer: This poem is written out of inspiration from the show, Euphoria. Specifically, it’s written from the perspective of Jules toward Rue in relation to special episode #2, Jules) For most of my life, I’ve molded myself to be pleasing for others  For the men I once surrounded myself with  For the superficial love I used to fill my lungs with  And through this, I lost touch with who I…
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abreezyblues · 4 years ago
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abreezyblues · 4 years ago
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abreezyblues · 4 years ago
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How-to-be-a-human-being
Growth is not a choice
Some people have it and some don’t 
Those who don’t, well, they will always be stuck in a stunt
Those who have it, well, they will always be moving forward 
Growth is a mindset 
  Pain is not exclusive 
At one point or another, you will experience pain 
Maybe physical, maybe emotion, maybe both 
Point is, there is no such thing as a life without pain 
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abreezyblues · 5 years ago
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Life, as is
“The pre-birth:”
she was carried in the womb, but two-months-too-soon. Despite the eagerness to come out into the real world, for seven months, she was home. Tucked away, safe from strangers and the cold. And right next to her, a little boy. Brother. Together, they experienced the world from their mother’s womb. From the foods mother shared with to the sounds of their father, distantly greeting…
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abreezyblues · 5 years ago
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Mom, it's me
Mom, it’s me
you’re always there
each time I fall down 
you’ll pick me up 
over and over again
  mom, it’s me
your little girl 
she’s growing up 
she’s learning well 
  you’ve taught me how to persevere 
how to love myself more than anyone else could 
how to hold my head up high 
especially when I feel low 
  mom, it’s me
the girl that you’ve raised 
has finally grown 
and she’s found love 
  you’re all the…
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abreezyblues · 5 years ago
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My Dragonfly
I was raised with the kindness of my mother 
the softness of her skin
the warmth of her eyes 
I was raised by an artist 
stroking the brush with a blink of an eye 
creating a masterpiece, only one can try 
I was raised by her delicate voice 
lulling me to sleep at night 
the sound of home, my lullaby 
I was raised by a fierce woman 
who never stopped chasing dreams
and somehow, she’d make each…
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abreezyblues · 5 years ago
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seven months the womb
seven months the womb
I won’t show it, no this time I really won’t 
because each time has been the same as before 
no, you won’t hear me complaining tonight 
because I’m through explaining 
I’m 21 years young but I’ve experienced things age won’t define 
I’ve learned what it is to see this world from afar 
some of us fly our kites in the wind 
but others can only try 
I flew mine right by your side 
but then you let…
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abreezyblues · 5 years ago
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(L)over.
little lover, how have you been? 
ya we all lose ourselves to one another 
but I’m not losing this to you 
because now that you know 
my heart is not a candle to blow 
I’ve chosen to walk away 
  little lover, how have you been?
I used to think so big of you 
but look at what you did 
I’ve never seen someone so small 
I’m glad you’ve shown me your identity 
because it’s not one meant for me
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abreezyblues · 5 years ago
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'Dehumanized-Love'
‘Dehumanized-Love’
you once were my home 
and maybe a small piece of you always will be 
because you can’t forget your first home 
where you first felt comfort and security 
where two people shared memories 
where two people grew 
where two people exchanged ‘I love you’ for the first time
these things, you’ll never forget 
even if you tried to 
  I long to hear your voice 
yet still I’ve made my choice 
to bury my…
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