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How to Write Poetry for Beginners: A Masterclass on Craft, How to Read Poetry, and How to live Poetically
Welcome, aspiring poets! If you have a passion for words and a desire to express yourself through verse, then this e-learning unit on writing poetry is perfect for you. Who would benefit from this course? Beginner poets who want to learn the fundamentals of poetry, including form, meter, and rhyme. Experienced poets who want to hone their craft and experiment with new techniques and…
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A friend once told me that the secret to finding love was not to actually look for it, but to heal the things that were preventing you from seeing and receiving it. I think the biggest one of all is, “What will having this love fix?” What will having this person next to me make me feel better about? What do I need them to tell me? What do I need them to prove? Who do I need them to look great in front of? What purpose do they serve for my ego?
#if u want i can give u the pdf of the book just dm me#101 Essays That Will Change The Way You Think#Brianna Wiest#keep faith in you no one can do it for you#muse inspo#inspo#quotes#motivation#poetry#literature#relationship quotes#writing#original#words#love#lit#prose#spilled ink#inspiring quotes#life quotes#quoteoftheday#aesthetic#study motivation#motivating quotes#get motivated#motivator#healing#self awareness#self healing#spiritual growth
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something breaking
in the silence
holds me back
some- hazmat level
truths
my spine just isn't ready
to shoulder
i stay a busy seance
play tea with
my ghosts
but,
stillness is
a cruel kind of patient
waiting
for my feet
to touch the ground
#poetry#writers on tumblr#twcpoetry#original poem#writeblr#avoidance and#dissociation#healing#when I can#my college professor is so hot you guys zomg
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𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.
excerpts from a book I’ll never write
#aesthetic#writing#poetry#poets corner#poets on tumblr#quotes#art#life#poem#poetscommunity#painland#spilled writing#spilled poetry#spilled words#spilled thoughts#spilled ink#another life#if love can pass then so can pain#friendship#relationship#evermore#forever and ever#feelings#thoughts#dark academia#orginal poetry#original poem#love aesthetic#mental health#healing
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When you can tell your story and it doesn't make you cry, that's when you know you've healed. Unknown
#When you can tell your story and it doesn't make you cry#that's when you know you've healed.#Unknown#motivation#quotes#poetry#literature#relationship quotes#writing#original#words#love#relationship#thoughts#lit#prose#spilled ink#inspiring quotes#life quotes#quoteoftheday#love quotes#poem#aesthetic#shakespeare#spilled thoughts#relatable quotes#reading#art#romance quotes
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Dharma (pt 2)
#dharma#compassion#love#kindness#positivity#change#mindfulness#peace#quotes#writings#words#growth#buddha#wisdom#life#poetry#philosophy#literature#healing#spilled ink#typography#my ss of my fav quotes. teachings and excerpts from the Buddha and fellow lay persons#its new update erased all my newest fav quotes of several months - it also changed the format and design and is now subscription based#$115 aussie dollars a year....yeah.#if you can afford it i would say it's not too bad at all tbh - it has podcasts articles magazines and the daily dharma drop#it is newly updated with a NEAR complete overhaul however so bear in mind#writeblr
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#never again#relationship status#relationship#probably never#probably#never#can never be#probably never again#in my life#life sucks#next life#sadgirl#heartache#heartbreak#relateable#healing#poetry#sad poem#used to love it#broken#broken heart
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And For Her
And For Her…
I would leave.
I would leave this
head full of doubt;
This head full of obsession;
This head full of lonely and controlling unforgiving thoughts;
I would leave it for the better.
I would pack it’s bags,
demand it never come back..
I would sign those papers and divorce the depression;
I would leave these disorders with nothing but a restraining order.
Because with her, I don’t have to fight for my endorphins;
I don’t have to spell “dopamine” three times to feel I deserve it;
And I don’t have to beg for mercy
For the girl I meet each day in the mirror;
I don’t have to pretend to be good at pretending.
And for her…
I would cut those strings,
Tied to this ring,
Woven in addictions and regret;
I would toss it in a lake somewhere,
And I would kill it inside of my head..
And I would forgive myself;
For every lash,
Every bruise,
Every scar,
I would apologize to that little girl,
For giving up on love,
Because she was given,
All the wrong love from the world.
And I will fight for her when she cannot fight for herself.
I will hold her hands,
And wipe her tears,
And tell her gently in her ear,
That there will never be a day…
That I will not be there for her.
-jlh
#love#spilled thoughts#spilled poetry#original poem#writing#writers on tumblr#writeblr#writers and poets#poetic#love can heal#love poetry#wlw post#wlw#pride month#original poetry#posm#you broke my heart#love quotes#for her#actually ocd#obsessive love#obsessive compulsive disorder
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I wrap my fingers around the warm cup of tea. I have discovered that I like lemon tea now. I’ve been discovering a lot of things lately; my smile, to breathe without hurting, what it means to exhale, unwinded shoulders, and the love i have for my perima.
I take a sip. It’s new. It’s wonderful.
I learn to play rummy during my vacation.
I’m good at it, but my cousins are way better than me. But that’s okay. I’m still learning, and that’s okay.
I learn how to reduce points from my stack (one by one, I pick my troubles out of my chest. I don’t need them anymore), I learn that I know way more songs than I thought I knew (I look back at the path I’ve walked. How come I never noticed the flowers that lined them?).
My sister wins the game. I grin because I’m no longer in the last place.
I flip through the polaroids taken in the last two months.
click! I hold my birthday gifts in my trembling hands. They’re lovely. I burst into tears as my best friend holds me close. In her arms, I am safe. I know when I fall, she will be there to catch me, always.
click! I talk to her till midnight about all my woes. She’s saved as ‘mushroom head’ in my phone and I miss her terribly. A month later, we sit on the floor of a bookstore and she listens to me ramble about classics. The distance between us isn’t so huge anymore.
click! I’m out of breath from cycling. The girl painted in red sits behind me and yells, “Hurry! Before anyone sees us!” We sit down to catch our breath in a lonely, lively part of the forest. I look at her like she’s my sun.
click! we talk for hours and hours on the phone and dream of our future together, of grocery runs, dorm rooms and fitful sleep. Every time we meet, we end up in a pile of laughter and tangled limbs. He is home.
click! they yell my name whenever they catch sight of me, like my presence matters, like it’s precious. Our feet carry us towards each other, running, running, running, till we meet halfway in an embrace that steals my breath away. I knock my head against theirs and we exhale a laugh.
I close the album with a smile. There are many more polaroids to take.
days blur into weeks. I get my heart broken by the people I love, and I pick myself up again. I gag and push away my sister, laughing, when she bites my cheek. I goof around with my mother, learn to drive from my father and fall on my face once. The wounds don’t bother me because I know they’ll cease to burn one day. My doctor gives me a fist bump and wishes me luck for my exam.
I sleep. I wake up. I wonder what’s for breakfast as I brush my teeth. I’m glad I exist.
#this is the first poem i wrote after i started thinking oh. maybe it's worth waking up another day#i hope this poem makes you feel the warmth it made me feel#honey sweet and sleep soft#i hope one day you too can read this and think that#perima means aunt in tamil#grief#love#poetry#my writing#prose poetry#healing#recovery
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sometimes I’ll hold on to all my anger and fury because it’s my only remnant of everything we had, maybe some part of me wants to hate you more than I want to forget.
#i’m going insane#i’m going to lose it#trauma healing#anger#grief#friendship#can you blame me#i need to be stopped#you ever just yearn#makes me want to hug twelve year old me so badly#yearning#remnants of despair#poetry#web weaving#word weaving#quotes#sad poetry#sad thoughts#female rage
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If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking
If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain.
- Emily Dickinson
#poems#poetry#short poems#thoughtful#poem of the day#healing#feelings#love#inspirational#broken heart#heart#If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking#Emily Dickinson#poetic#spoken words#original poems#writers on tumblr#poets on tumbler#poetry blog#irfanullashariff
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maybe we'll try again next time.
#pikart#projmoon#(LONG TAGS..) i talk a lot about that latter part of poems of a machine but the first chorus never fails to break my heart too#i can never remember what ive talked about and what i havent so ill do it again anyway.#specifically the line 'so here i lie; reading you my poetic stupid rhymes.' especially in conjunction with the very first lyric.#all this built up... mess and madness; concepts of impossible scope and importance for just a few words.#its the desire to express a truth outside of your reach. to tentatively try to identify; to speak; and only managing so much.#clumsy; basic; small; but it still holds a piece of your heart anyway. its not enough; but its real; its tangible; and thus important.#am i making sense? its the first steps into writing poetry / into self expression / into self acceptance / into healing and growing.#and the implication these words are being shared; despite all of this; despite all of Her. augh.#i really do think a lot about th stark difference btwn her Knowledge and her Experience. how she feels she Should function vs how she Does.#knowing how something should be vs how it Is. yknow.#anyway Oops ! Lyric Rambling In The Tags Again ! <33
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got “save me an orange” by hayley grace today, tho im ngl i didn’t finish it yet, i got to page 35 and had to put it down cuz i was crying too much to see 😭
(i HIGHLY recommend)
#bpd shitposting#save me an orange#actually bpd#actually mentally ill#actually borderline#sad poetry#this book is actively healing a part of me i didn’t know needed healed yet#it’s sooooooo goood#i highly highly highly recommend if you’re someone who struggles with parental issues (mommy n daddy issues) because holy shit#it’s like the thoughts i’ve had before but written so i can see them and annotate them and change the way i think#like omg??!
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Healing cares nothing for what caused a wound… Its only desire it to recover, to repair the damage and rejoice in being unbroken…
#anything can be healed#wellness is within reach#unbroken#writerscreed#poeticstories#twcpoetry#choose to move towards wellness#let go of the cause#recovery#forgive everything#poetry in practice
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Love keepers
You’re thoughtful and considerate
But sometimes selfish and forgetful
All the “I’m sorry’s”
And the “I forgive you’s”
Will eventually take their toll
Is this all just in the learning?
How many dices will we roll?
I always understand after the fact
But you always seem so cruel
I’ll keep trying extend my patience
Just don’t play me for the fool
Disengagement
&
Indifference
To them, I’m no stranger
All I pray is that the love will stay
No more becoming a relationship endangered
We’ve planted security more than ever before
So I say, no more heart breakers
Eventually the hurt will finally lose its sting
Let us be love growers and love keepers
#original poetry#poetic#original poem#original post#writers and poets#relationship#poetry#writers on tumblr#writing#love#tumblr writers#i wrote this#love grown#show me love#poem#my post#written#creative writing#writerscommunity#spilled poetry#spilled thoughts#spilled ink#spilled truth#dark academia#beautiful words#we can do this#time heals#heartbreak#healing#hope
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What’s broken can be mended. What’s hurt can be healed. No matter how dark it gets, the sun’s gonna rise again. Meredith Grey
#What’s broken can be mended. What’s hurt can be healed. No matter how dark it gets#the sun’s gonna rise again.#Meredith Grey#motivation#quotes#poetry#literature#relationship quotes#writing#original#words#love#relationship#thoughts#lit#prose#spilled ink#inspiring quotes#life quotes#quoteoftheday#love quotes#poem#aesthetic#spilled thoughts#relatable quotes#reading#art#romance quotes#shakespeare
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