#bleedingwords

[rogerrcoyle]

released to fly

[naeemahussain]

I have not faced an impactful loss by death at a close proximity but I do have a great deal of experience in deaths of relationships of all nature. I believe, we must have these dialogues and fail to understand why people shy away from it or fake please others. Some name it a character flaw or consider it an immoral deed referring to religious beliefs, going ahead and putting one in a box or stating that they lack people management skills. Well, it is absolutely okay to let relationships die. You heard it. We have got to normalise not liking people without conflict. It is not a beef, it is all about the vibe. No two people are the same and shared vibes, energies and wavelengths are still a thing of the present. There are several maneuvering methods of dealing our emotions and every Human adapts a unique coping mechanism when any sort of discomfort falls upon them by circumstances either given birth intentionally or unintentionally by a fellow being. To be precise, it is not a death of a relationship. It is the death of the dynamic between the two at that stage of the relationship. A person is never wholly toxic by nature but most times, they can be toxic for the other person in the equation or it bodes both ways. Some relationships are not worth saving, atleast not in that moment or phase of our life. When someone ghosts you (physically/metaphorically/emotionally or all three), respect the dead and move on. Our ego or the society's voices in our head can rest for a day. Lift that dead relationship, bury it, sit through the mourning period. Take that rigidity ride but do not indulge in it, deal with it. For now, put your energy into the right people and over the years, you may find yourself reconnecting with the same being and a more healthy relationship will rekindle. I personally prefer losing the relationship than them being taken away by death because that way, I know someday when we both are on the same rainbow scale, we will cross over, meet in the middle and be in the light together. Call me immature, name it a flaw but how I see it, we can either grow or you can go! #Pensivemoment #Blogdiaries #Staticnoiseturnedtoart #Death #Anendisgood #Bleedingwords https://www.instagram.com/p/CLx71ZFhKnJzl9empWGQrK6ZYbGrGM_a31azIo0/?igshid=vs7kn8ezazpg

[synthaspide]

💋💋💋

[brooke-mirrors]

Scattered

A feeling there, a feeling here,

Feelings never touching or mixing.

A perfect distance between each-other,

One holding more pain than the other.

One drowning more than the other,

One larger than the other.

One deeper than the other,

But all of them are permanent. 

All will stay scared until they physically heal,

But it will hurt with the simplest touch.

Remembering what caused it to hurt,

Remembering who the heck hurt it. 

[missbennetwrites-blog]

[methlward]

It’s all about “You”

1.

Collapsing for you

was never catastrophic

as everyone thinks.

The touch of your soul

nourishes mine and for that

I don’t mind to collapse again.

2.

You think

you’re too broken for me,

I think you’re all the ways

of love and healing I ever wanted to be.

3.

I’m waiting for you

to find your way back to me, to my heart.

4.

I never meant to push you away,

I just wanted to pull you closer.

I’m disappointed you didn’t notice that.

5.

I want you the closest to me,

so close that we merge into one another.

6.

I was afraid to let you in,

but this is the only thing I ever wanted to do.

You didn’t get it, did you?

If I’ve to choose between my heart

and you, love, I’d choose you.

7.

I’ve always wanted to learn new things, but I never wanted to learn how to exist without you.

8.

I told my new plant about you last night, about the absence of your light.

I woke this morning noticing

how it started to wilt and dry up a little.

9.

I wish you’ve noticed how I was willing

to build a home in the palm of your hands and plant all my love for you there

until one day they stop trembling.

But you’ve only noticed your shaking hands, not my love.

10.

When I walk into a room full of people, all I search for is you.

[to-emma]

@yourheartbeatsstrong prompt #yourheartsbleedingwords "do you hear this demanding silence this feisty shadow framed in ivy a flower opening to show that she has no heart to bleed from but my hands bruised with tangerine words these hands they've bled you and they bleed you loudly into this demanding silence into a flower's heart" - @emma.willows.writing After Alejandra Pizarnik's "Paths of the Mirror": "IV Like when a flower blooms and reveals the heart that isn’t there." . . . #poem #poetry #poemoftheday #writer #poet #writing #creativewriting #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #poetscommunity #writerscommunity #spilledink #words #bleedingwords #prompt #writingprompts #creative #art #womenwhowrite #herwordisgold #shewrites #europeanagepoetry #poetryisart #artlixirfresh #communityofpoetry #newcopoetry #yourheartbeatsstrong #penguinpoetrynyc (at Nordrhein-Westfalen, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/BvrqB3RBJOa/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=x13qpu75i4im

[writingsandfandoms]

Gut Punch // For #fragmentpoetry prompts “bleeding words” and “terrible illusion” via @laquitybird Open tag. • • #MBS #poem #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poet #poetrycommunity #poetsofig #bleedingwords #illusion #writer #writersofinstagram #writing #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #writersofig #writtenword #spilledink #spilledwords #instapoet #instapoetry https://www.instagram.com/p/CguaeE5uxU5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[nostalgiarewind]

You scratched my heart once and now all I bear are these bruises.

Danyelle j. Alexander ©

[theceilingiswhite]

A mother should never have to experience the death of her children. I'm sorry for the negative poems recently.

[shandiij]

I don’t want you to kiss me where it hurts, I want you to turn the knife some more and make me bleed words. — Marilys Lutsar | #thisbitchrighthere #imthatbitch #bitchplease #shenanigans #wordstoliveby #bleedingwords #kween #kweenbitch https://www.instagram.com/p/B0wZRoGhFr-/?igshid=3rzejtuc7pg1

[skaushik8-blog]

Something about the shooting star..🌠 . . #mirakee #writersnetwork #shortpoetry #pod #shootingstar #rock #meteor #gravity #wish #bleedingwords #readwriteunite #poet #igpoem #quoteoftheday #poetry #poetryforgood #poem #instapoet #writersofinstagram #igpoetry #bymepoetryasia #AspectsOfLife #writer #micropoetry #bymepoety #quotes #igquotes #poetrycommunity #poetrysociety #writerscommunity #poetryisnotdead #poetryshots

[synthaspide]

Read the full poem here:

https://commaful.com/play/synthaspide/the-last-ramblings-of-a-deranged-individual/

[nothing123456787654]

You'd find that the most broken ones are the most beautiful ones. Played with because of the beauty, And left for the beauty. . . . Value what you have before it becomes what you had. Don't break someone beyond the level they can't be repaired. #poem#poet#poetry#poemporn#instalike#instapoem#insrapoet#creativewriting#writer#author#pallavilaroia#motivate#inspire#moveon#poetic#bleedingwords#randomthoughts#allaboutlife#art#artist#picsart#feelings#heartfelt#emotions#beautiful#beauty#eyes#fire#love (at Chandigarh, India)

[missbennetwrites-blog]

[methlward]

About Him

You’re not sure whether sadness sneaks into or leaks out of every part of his soul, every night. But if you get a little bit closer to him, if you’re lucky enough, you may notice how it trespasses on every mote of him; prowling for a soft realm to invade, prowling for another beautiful memory to overwhelm, prowling for you to haunt. He looks so much like the moon that sometimes he swallows you up wholly; other times he makes you feel holy. You look into his eyes and you mistake him for sadness. You look into his eyes and you’re dizzy, you’re dazzled, you’re everything you want to be.