#WrittenWord

[sa-sa-blogger]

Đời này, sống cùng ai, sống thế nào, sống bao lâu…

Có người vì yêu, có người vì vật chất, có người vì dung mạo, có người vì tiền đồ. Thật ra hạnh phúc thật sự không có tiêu chuẩn, chỉ cần nụ cười nhiều hơn nước mắt thì bạn đã tìm đúng người rồi. Một đời có được bao lâu, quá lắm cũng chỉ ba vạn ngày, vĩnh viễn là bao lâu…

Quay đầu nhìn lại thì đã quá nửa đời, trải qua những thăng trầm mới biết, bình an là tốt rồi. Nếm qua chua ngọt mới biết, giản đơn là được rồi. Trải qua hưng suy mới biết, đủ là được rồi. Suy nghĩ rất nhiều mới biết, hồ đồ là tốt nhất.

Một đời không dài, dùng thái độ cam tâm tình nguyện, bình thường mà sống tốt nửa đời còn lại.

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Retouch: Sa

[fireisice]

Pressure Pleasure

Your hands were ravenous...

Your mouth nestled onto mine...

Against the wall I found myself

The pressure of you strong against my waist

I felt you pull and tug at my clothes

As they fell to the floor

And as I looked into your azure eyes

I knew you wanted more

Let me fuck you... whispered in my ear

And as you entered me

Your hand upon my neck

I fell into a rhythm

Of pressure and pleasure

And I'll never be the same.

[orages-et-douceurs]

When they tore up your home, You looked to the stars. I remember, I was standing with you, Holding your hand.

You looked to the stars, And asked them to fight for you. I remember, I carried your banner In the bitter wind.

You looked to the stars, And asked them for happiness. So I fought for your joy: I burnt brightly in the dark for you.

You looked to the stars, And asked them what love is. And the stars were silent, for they had never known love.

But you looked to the stars, You looked to the stars, waiting for answers they could not give.

And I'll never understand. Because I was right there all along: and if you had just asked, I would have shown you

what love is.

[a-silentpoet]

if this is what it feels like not to stand in your glow; then i hate you for ever burning so close to me

[shaydarling]

1. "Words hold immense power, each stroke of your pen possesses the ability to ignite the fire within you and inspire the world around you. Write with intent and watch as your thoughts dance across the pages, breathing life into every word, for it is in these moments of deep reflection that your true purpose shines." 2. "In the quiet spaces between ink and paper, lies an ocean of untapped creativity waiting to be explored. Dive deep into the depths of your imagination, let the waves of inspiration carry you, and watch as your words create magic that resonates far beyond the pages. Write fearlessly, for within your story lies the power to change lives." 3. "Writing is the symphony of the soul, an art form that unveils the deepest parts of who we are. In each stroke of the pen, we discover new facets of our existence, unraveling the mysteries and embracing the truths that lie hidden within. Embrace the silence, listen closely to your thoughts, and let your words become the orchestra that guides others towards self-discovery." 4. "Amidst the chaos of the world, writing acts as a refuge, a sanctuary where our thoughts find solace. Embrace the stillness, for it is within the hushed whispers of your mind that seeds of brilliance take root. Plant your ideas on paper, tend to them with love and dedication, and watch as they blossom into stories that touch hearts and ignite change." 5. "Within the labyrinth of our minds lies a treasure trove of stories waiting to be unleashed. Embrace the journey of self-exploration, for it is through your writing that you bring light to the uncharted corridors of existence. Write with purpose and conviction, and watch as your words carve paths for others to embark upon, forever changing the course of their own narratives."

[callmefantasy-commissions-open]

✨Happy Happy B-Day for Me! (Yippie!) 🥳🎉✨

>>The only gift I ask from my followers is to INTERACT with this post. Like, comment, or share! It means a lot to me!

>>There's a special story in this post! Make my day and read it as well!🥰 A representation of how many birthdays have been for me. A crafted so everyone can assume what the story is really about. I hope to be able to bring more tales like this one in the future ♥✨

[in-tenebris-et-in-solitudine]

[originalferal]

Then one day I thought I was weak for not being able to kill myself. And that was the day I knew I needed help.

No one should ever think that they're "weak" for not being able to commit suicide.

[cxxtra]

acting ingredient

i see why you

Snatched me up

Like a life vest

In turbulent waters

I see why your touch

Ignited fireflies on my bare skin

And I see why your rare compliments

Meant so much.

I see why

You were all i saw,

And i see why i chose

To fall.

You convinced me

That your arms were open

For the catch.

I see what…

I induced in you

And what you released for me…

Dopamine.

So if our acting ingredient was dopamine

Then can we really say we loved?

[amarantos-soul]

stairs muddy with rain

flowers attempting to rise

deep breath, spring will come

- e.

haiku VI // 4.27.23

[sa-sa-blogger]

Lắng nghe trái tim nhưng không quên lý trí. Dù cảm xúc có mạnh mẽ đến đâu, em vẫn cần đặt ra những câu hỏi quan trọng: “Ai là người thực sự muốn xây dựng tương lai cùng em? Ai khiến em cảm thấy được yêu thương, tôn trọng và an toàn?”

Lời nói có thể ngọt ngào, nhưng hành động mới là điều chứng minh bản chất thật sự.

Nếu em thấy lạc lối, hãy tạm gác lại cả hai và dành thời gian tự hỏi mình thật sự muốn gì. Đôi khi, câu trả lời nằm trong chính sự bình yên của em, không cần ai khác.

Em không cần vội vàng quyết định. Những người thật lòng sẽ sẵn sàng chờ đợi em. Hãy chọn người khiến em cảm thấy là chính mình, được trân trọng và không bao giờ phải nghi ngờ.🌿

From: sa-sa-blogger - (Cre,please)

[fireisice]

Muscle Memory

My body isn't the same since you

I miss your mouth upon mine

And the way you pulled me into your kisses

I close my eyes and remember the warmth of you

The strength.

Thought you should know.

[a-silentpoet]

heartbreak

HEARTBREAK

i changed the sound

of my alarm clock

i couldn't bear

waking up to it and not

seeing your face

[writingsandfandoms]

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[theblessedking]

With every touch, a sonnet flows,

As fingertips trace where desire glows.

Moonlight whispers secrets dear,

As we entwine, our love sincere.

In the depths of night, our spirits soar,

Lost in the ecstasy, craving more.

Each kiss a verse, upon our lips,

In this dance of passion, our love eclipsed.

Breathless whispers in the air,

As we surrender, without a care.

In this moment, we become the art,

Two souls entwined, never to depart.

In the silence of our sacred space,

Eternal love finds its embrace.

Lost in the rhythm of our desire,

We're bound together, in passion's fire.

[cxxtra]

Sunshine Uncaged

Staring, open eyed

Into the light,

Even when they told you it could blind you

Reaching your palm out to flame

Even when they told you it would burn,

Grabbing handfuls for your pocket

Even though you know better,

She's bigger than that.

Brighter than that.

You tried to put a lock and key on her,

Tried to put her in a glass cage.

So pretty,

But never created to stay.

She defies all containment,

Escapes all rooms

Seeps under doors,

Leaks through a closed window...

She's everywhere.

You could never hold her,

Because sunshine is always,

Uncaged.