#PoetryInspiration

[serhabil]

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A thread of meaning in the void,

a path begun but never explored.

What we were hums in the quiet—

a story suspended mid-sentence.

Not every echo is meant to return,

Not every touch finds permanence.

Yet, beyond the paths that split us,

our verses still breathe freely.

[harmonyhealinghub]

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[ohno-poetry]

We Are In Its Belly

The universe has eaten us.

We stare up at a starless sky,

And wonder when the lights were lost.

The blackness closes over us.

The whispers of dead angels say,

"The universe has eaten us.

Invite us in to sing with you."

We mime the words we do not know.

Then once alone, we contemplate,

The rib cage where the sky once lay;

The universe has eaten us.

The ocean boils and burns our lungs;

The tempest twists inside our chests;

A monsoon storm over our heads;

Our hopes and dreams have turned to dust;

The universe has eaten us.

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[thewrittentales]

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[primecashpro]

"शब्द द्वारा मनुष्य की आत्मा उठती है और कविता वह दिव्य वाहन है, जिससे वह आसमानी उड���ान भरता है। आज विश्व कविता दिवस पर, मैं हर कवि और कविता प्रेमी को यह शुभकामनाएं देता हूँ कि वह अपनी कला का समर्थन करें और उसे सभी के बीच फैलाएं।"

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[triboetry]

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[crystal-charlotte-lynch]

Sometimes when I sleep

By Crystal Charlotte Lynch

Sometimes when I sleep,

I wake up with a sense of urgency.

Sometimes when I sleep, I suddenly wake because it’s hard to breathe.

The weight of the world on my shoulders sometimes these thoughts consume my dreams.

Sometimes when I sleep I dream of falling endlessly into my own madness.

Sometimes when I sleep, that’s all I wanna do is just sleep.

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[thewillowtreeoverlook]

If I Didn’t Know Better

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[peskypoetry]

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It cannot be, It can't be true, You were here yesterday, I was with you, This can't be happening, Not here and now, You can't be gone, No way, no how. *** I won't believe it, It is not true, You are still here, Aren't you, This is a joke, A horrid jest, One I'll wake up from, And you won't be gone. *** It's all my fault, That I am here, And you are not, What more could I have done, I didn't visit…

[ohno-poetry]

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[ohno-poetry]

a poem written by a bear

by tao lin

let me go eat some salmon

why are there coke cans in the river

what if i wore a bullet proof vest during hunting season

i’m a bear; i walk in the forest and look at the river and the river is cold

i saw campers today and they ran away and i was alone and i destroyed their tent

let me go scratch my paw on a tree

let me go eat a salmon

last night i cried onto my salmon

the salmon was sad but it still wanted to live

it wanted to swim and be sad and i ate it under moonlight

i saw a moose scream the other day

it screamed quietly under a tree

i felt embarrassed and sad and i thought, ‘oh, no; oh god, oh my god’

sometimes i climb a tree and sit there and sing very quietly

sometimes i want to go to a shopping mall and chase the humans and claw them

i’ll ride the moose into the shopping mall and ram the humans

the moose and i will ride the escalator and i will hug the moose and the moose and i will cry

i will eat the moose

i don’t care

i will scream and throw the bubblegum machine from the second floor to the first floor

i felt compassion for the salmon and now i don’t care anymore

i’ll walk into a parking lot and chase a large human and hug the human and cry

i’ll walk into a house at night and push the humans off the bed

i’ll stare at the bed and i’ll feel fake

“This bear dug a sitting pit to watch her favorite duckies”

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