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messy fruits
hunched over in the lowlights my pride lays shattered at my knees as my greedy mouth takes and takes the sweetest nectar stains my appendages delighted and scared its the closest I've come to sinning
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Witness
I wish I knew how to fix this I wish I had the courage to fix it I wish I was cruel enough to walk away I can’t escape I can’t improve I just am A witness to the fire I sparked That burns me and my forest
#024#spiraling#unfixable#forestfire#self destruction#original poetry#original poets on tumblr#poets on tumblr#poetry#poem
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je t'aime a la folie
I want to carve out your chest And make myself a home Squeezing and choking on your ribs I wish to replace your heart, an easy feat Truly how difficult can that be Making it flutter for everyone but me <3
#023#love#obsession#romance#unrequited romance#original poem#poets on tumblr#original poets on tumblr#poetry#poem
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Fingerprints, loofah and covered mirrors
I hate my body I hate hate hate my body It is not me I am not my body scrub scrub Where are my exit options I am not this lump of flesh scrub scrub A stained lump of flesh I was to be pristine Untouched, unstained scrub scrub Maybe if I scrub hard enough The fingerprints will wash away Or perhaps I’ll scrub myself out of this body and be free SCRUB SCRUB Maybe if I scrub hard enough I’ll accept this body Uncover my mirrors and Finally see myself for me.
#022#tw sa#ptsd#ptsd thoughts#original poetry#poets on tumblr#original poets on tumblr#poetry#poem#spiraling
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The X(s) On My Citizenship
I live in a progressive world,
(His) progressive world
And I’m merely Her’
My existence is dwindling
It’s not even worth a mention
Who cares if I gave my life away
Who cares if I carried the world on my neck
My existence dwindles
And I’m merely Her’
In a “progressive” world.
#021#feminism#patriarchy#frustration#female rage#original poem#original poets on tumblr#poets on tumblr#poetry
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Shoulders
Slumping and touching the gates of hell Losing their battle against gravity Burdened by this incessant guilt Defying human anatomy
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Bystander
The world crashes and tumbles
Everything and nothing is on fire
Chaos
There is so much chaos.
I am the perpetrator
I am the victim
I stand by and watch myself get destroyed
A bystander in my own mind.
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Lilith
The same mud, the same hands One is shunned, the other lives on untainted Separated from light, the dark eats her away Eyes glowing with revenge She whispers in the ears of the children Dragging them far far away Leaving them just as tainted And then she laughs, a loud hearty laugh As she watched the children of the first drift Away from the light.
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Intruder
I’ve got a person in my head
His name is intruder and he runs around
screaming, kicking and making a mess
and i’m left with a pounding head
I’ve tried to leave him
he won’t go
the only solution it seems,
the well being of my favorite branch.
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Apocalypse
The end of the world
Do you not sense it?
Its right here
The promise of a new beginning
The promise of a conclusion
Armageddon
The end of the world.
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Autumn
Tread on the carpet of colors
Paint your soles their hues
Dance to their rhythm
And breathe in the blues.
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Hunger
It's not enough It'll never be enough There's an insatiable need in us all And one day everything will perish And only the hunger will prevail
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Moon
I wish to be one with the moon
Stained with bruises
But like the moon
I wish to accept and outshine them
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Learning From The Barefoot Movement
- Bunker Roy
Barefoot College is a college in Rajasthan, India, established by Bunker Roy with the mission of training the villagers to become solar engineers, doctors, dentists and artisans. Barefoot's impact are not just limited to India but also to villages of Afghanistan and Africa. Since their establishment in 1972, the Barefoot College has worked in 96 countries over the world accomplishing 14 of the 17 sustainable goals.
This TED Talk has instilled many things on my mind. The first that education is not the only determinant of life skills. Empowering rural people is best possible through training and workshops. Local knowledge is the base for modern advancement and must be acknowledged.
What I would like to share amongst my peers is that real problems can only be understood if one steps out of their comfort zone. Not to forget that the contribution required for the development of the society is a civic responsibility.
After watching this TED talk I have been thinking of ways to empower and train illiterate people in my country Nepal.
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Permanence
Tell me my dearest
Would you still love me, if I
Were not me anymore?
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Blessing of Death
Wouldn’t it be sweet
The liberty from pain
From fear and attachments
Drifting around in nothingness
Like the souls of the dead
The blessing of death.
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Permanence
Dearest, Don’t you worry Spring comes after winter Dawn after the night And you know I love you But nothing is permanent Nothing.
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