#Poem of the day

[destinedjourneyofwords]

You're the moment I rewind to replay a specific second or a tune or a part of my favourite song to feel again and smile

9.J.25, 9:18 PM - Thoughts of you and songs of my playlists

[kalavathiraj]

Either I go all the way up to meet the stars or dive all the way down to seduction. - Chakra balancing

Life Lessons, QUOTUS

[fluffyydumplings]

IT’S THE END OF THE WORLD

If the world was ending right now

I’d hug you until I crush your bones

Because if my life flashes before my eyes

I would have liked to know that I still managed to engrave flowers of my love onto the dying flesh of your soul

It’s selfish

But once I’m gone

I’m nothing better than the fish swimming endlessly in a swirl of muddy puddles with nowhere to go

Aimlessly looking for a way to live even when life is no more

I’m nothing but the desires of my flesh and the sins that my soul has left my body with

And what better way to live even when I’m dead

But with the traces of my heart on your bones

To mark the reminder of our love

Or mine?

You could crush my bones too…

The world is ending darling..

Nothing matters anymore…

That’s kind of morbid

I’m hearing it now

But isn’t the world ending.. just the same damn thing

If the world was ending

I’d want to talk to you once last time

I wouldn’t talk about how much love I have for you

Or how all the stars in the skies are placed directly in the crevices of your heart

I would talk to you about how to make cupcakes

And how you still haven’t returned that food container I lent you last December

I would talk to you about the most mundane things that a being can talk about

Because if you think about it flowers are just particles that we happen to see

Yet they manage to hold stories of a million words

Stepped on by a man who was in a hurry on his way to work

Ignored

Plucked by a lady who hasn’t been visited by her children for years

Adored

Torn apart by the hands of a child who has just failed his test

Wasted

Think of it my darling

If the world were to end right now

What good is me telling you I love you

When my love lies in knowing how you’ve missed the bus today

When my love lies in knowing how the food at work was too salty for you today

My love for you is like a bookmark that sits between the pages of a book

Sometimes trapped between two boring pages

Sometimes trapped between the ending of a chapter

Sometimes trapped in the climax of a story

Sometimes wedged between simple words ‘like’ the or ‘nice’

Sometimes wedged between words like ‘love’ and ‘joy.’

You can’t say the moments that we have spent wasting our lives together in simply talking about the shape of the clouds

Is any less than the moments that we have celebrated

Whether it be our love or our triumphs

Because the little moments of joy that we look over are paper cranes in a glass jar

A single moment of joy is just a single crane that stands small in the horizon

But when pilled up

A colourful mess is everything

Our colourful mess is everything

A beautiful sky is made up of thousands of colours

Even a murky brown or simple beige plays a part in curating magnificence

So.. if the world was ending right now

Let’s not focus on the glass jar

Let us fold a single crane

And make it a pretty one

Because

If the world was ending right now

I would wish for nothing but a few more minutes for me to complain about doing laundry with you

I would wish for nothing but to be able to count all the freckles on your face

I would wish for nothing but to be able to steal the blanket from you as you push me off the bed

Because darling.. what if tomorrow we’re just a memory that no one remembers anymore

Because darling love is nothing special

Isn’t that love?

Familiar

Precious

Worth thinking about the end of the world for?

[refat-ahmed]

𝖡𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗅𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖾—𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉.

𝖨𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖾, 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾.

𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖼—𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗏𝖺𝗅𝗎𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝖾 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝖲𝗈 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗎𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎.

—𝗋𝖾𝖿𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗁𝗆𝖾𝖽

[loveelizabeths]

love elizabeth s.

[apoemeveryday]

on hedonism by anne carson

[sleepwxlk]

“I Miss My Sister”

I miss the girl who used to laugh,

Who carried sunlight in her path.

Her smile would brighten every room,

But now she’s lost within the gloom.

Since he arrived, she’s not the same,

Her warmth replaced with hurt and shame.

He twists her thoughts, he warps her mind,

And leaves the love we knew behind.

She vents her pain, she shares her fears,

Her voice is heavy, lined with tears.

We hold her close, we beg her, “Stay,”

But always, always, she drifts away.

I see her trapped, a fragile thread,

Bound by the words he’s deftly said.

He needs her now to pave his way,

But steals her soul with each new day.

She dreams of leaving, breaking free,

But chains of guilt won’t let her be.

I miss the sister that I knew,

Her joy, her light, her spirit true.

How do I help? What can I do,

When every bridge leads back to you?

I hope one day she’ll find her voice,

And finally make the braver choice.

Until that day, I’ll stand nearby,

To catch her tears and hear her cry.

I’ll wait for her, my sister dear,

And hope one day she’ll reappear.

- DK

[junexsleepyy]

You’re my favorite voice to hear, every time you speak to me.

[fromdarzaitoleeza]

1)Van Gogh +Paul Valéry, from Collected Works, The Voice of Things 2) May Sarton, from a journal entry.

[litbowl]

From Andrea Gibson's book, You Better Be Lightning. (Button Poetry).

[die-rosastrasse]

~ Margaret Atwood, from "Variation on the World Sleep"

[soulinkpoetry]

This gave me chills…. A perfect performance of Michael Sheen reciting “ Do not go gentle into that good night “ by Dylan Thomas.

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[alliwanttodoiscollectpoetry]

If I had Three Lives by Sarah Russel

[poemsforthesehours]

From Fady Joudah's book, Alight. (Copper Canyon, 2013).

[feral-harvest]

excerpt by me <3

[loveelizabeths]

- 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚑 𝚜.

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