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Butter—fly
Cutie pies In my eyes Butterflies Across the skies Fluttering be Among the trees Above the leaves Soaring free Gentle sighs Flying high Oh I, Oh I Would like to try Among the gentle fields of gold Of daisies, pansies and primrose In the wind, alas behold Fluttering free, never alone
—S. Lee
Aug 3, 2023
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Sanatan Nasadiya Sukta: Exploring Cosmic Origins and the Nature of Existence in the Rigveda
Sanatan Nasadiya Sukta is a hymn or poem found in the Rigveda, one of the oldest sacred texts of Hinduism. It is considered a philosophical and contemplative composition that explores the origins of the universe and the nature of existence. The Nasadiya Sukta is also known by other names, including “Hymn of Creation,” “Creation Hymn,” or “The Hymn of Non-Eternity.” It consists of a series of…
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“Icarus.”
it's all about freedom really
Credit goes to An Sifakah for the poem. Enjoy!
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When we arrived at the centre of darkness the forest opened.
Alejandra Pizarnik, Selected Poems; Uncollected Poems (1962 –1972) from ‘Contemplation’, tr. Cecilia Rossi
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My soul is a collection of scattered pieces of glass.
When I’m walking through them I can see all these different versions of myself.
While in all of them, I wasn’t perfect, I know I’ve done my best.
Take a moment to reflect and give appreciation to all of these work-in-progress versions of you, beautiful soul, you deserve it.
@zana-blestemata
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The Essence of Love
When you love and are being loved,
when you weep and your partner wipes with kisses the tears from your cheeks,
when you are in pain and a beloved being is there to comfort you,
when life brings you down and a second pair of wings springs up on your sides and help you fly again,
when you feel the world blowing up to pieces and hear a sweet voice whisper into your ear "Life is beautiful. I love you,"
then hell transforms itself into heaven,
and paradise becomes the essence of love.
Lakis Fourouklas
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"My house is buried in the deepest recess of the forest Every year, ivy vines grow longer than the year before. Undisturbed by the affairs of the world I live at ease, Woodmen’s singing rarely reaching me through the trees. While the sun stays in the sky, I mend my torn clothes And facing the moon, I read holy texts aloud to myself. Let me drop a word of advice for believers of my faith. To enjoy life’s immensity, you do not need many things." ~ Ryokan
[Ian Sanders]
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In the puddles of rain pooled at my feet
I looked to the sky and screamed
The rage boomed off the clouds
The thunder clashed, the lightening screeched
Flash, the droplets dribbled down my cheeks.
"HOW COULD YOU" I raged
I collapsed from exhaustion to my knees.
"You've taken enough" I whispered.
The stormed furied on, washed over me.
I drowned a version of myself.
This. Heavy. Inconsolable. Grief.
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Death Delight
Kiss Death with kindness in the end And when she parts, You part as friends
...and when you meet her at the door, Love her. For every hour, her work Continues till her heart's all sore With endless grief, with nevermore, So share with her this final light And kiss my dear Death Delight with kindness...
#something i scribbled while watching the series#and having my 'mid-19 century poets contemplating the beauty and philisophy of death' moment#channeling my inner Poe-t haha#anyway it started as a poem and didn't go anywhere#but i already used one piece for the post so here we go#tfothou#tfothou tv#tfothou spoilers#the fall of the house of usher spoilers#the fall of the house of usher#verna#on death#carla gugino#mike flanagan#flanaverse#mark hamill#arthur pym#arthur gordon pym#lenore usher
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Leaves
Gone with the wind Away in the breeze Wisps of whispers Rustling free A moment of silence Stillness in me Ripples of echos Again in the trees I lift up my eyes The colours they speak Singing in Autumn Of Spring do they dream Again do I stumble The crunches they cry The coldness of Winter And Summer’s goodbye
—S. Lee
July 29, 2023
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Is it my brain, or society,
That’s emptied out and died,
The times seem normal, hardly mad,
Hitler’s crumpled up and died,
And all the theory forgot about,
And back to intuition
We’re blasted, sure, but raptured no;
It’s just a stupid season
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Saving Face
And maybe I'm just saving face You could be my saving grace Every day we talked about getting out of this place Rent to own on the edge of outer space Come on now, just give me the taste Who finishes last in the human race?
Maybe I'm just here to settle the score But you say that's not enough and we need more Couldn't believe what you had in store You are the broken trauma within my core I'm sorry if I ever came off has bored I'll just pass out on the bathroom floor
Maybe I finally have gone to far At least far away from wherever you are I see your smile in the twinkling stars I miss the passenger seat of your old car You left me with this giant scar At least I kept things up to par
Maybe I never even had a choice The same can be said about having a voice I never was one who could handle the noise a fair warning to all the girls and boys hold yourself up with grace and poise It's hard to like yourself when all you do is annoy
Maybe I was born to misery and everyone else was born into glee I don't wonder anymore, oh why me Point it out and explain what I see For your kiss I'll hug a tree and if I see an animal, I leave them be
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At the wishing well
Daydreaming...
Looking in I could see my reflection
Outlined silhouette of my soul
Sometimes you have to dive deep
To a place you think you have never been before
How do I explain this beautiful pain that lives inside me
Putting me in a state of grace
On the verge of crying yet holding back
The connection of here and now to thereafter
Bonds formed through life experiences and beyond
Through love, time and space
I travel through this lifetime reaching universes unexpected
A knowing that life's eternity carries me through all existence
Knowing everything is always the same in oneform or another
Shifting everything inside of me till it feels good or not
Allowing me to grow with creation
Allowing me to see more of it all
The sparkle of shinny things
making a wish
The sound of silence
Tlw
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My yester years
The songs we've heard together,
the lyrics we've read,
our times of madness,
the secrets we've shared,
the smiles we've exchanged,
all our confessions,
the great moments that many people have dreamed
about but only very few have lived,
these are the things that will always haunt me
and make me feel a little bit proud about
the riches of my yester years.
Lakis Fourouklas
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