#daily dose of poetry

[soulinkpoetry]

Your voice quiets my soul.

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Lovely words by B.T. @secretumpoeta

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[andywaslost]

ignore all logic

and grab my hand.

a dance with the devil

may be your last,

or maybe we stand

the test of time.

[daily-dose-of-dousy]

be with someone whose eyes can show you how much they love you, without a single spoken word.

[hereternalsins]

Mom: Try it. You like grapes.

Ri-na: That's not true.

Mom: Ofcourse you do. You've always loved grapes.

Ri-na: No. I don't. I don't like them. I've told you so many times that I don't like grapes? Why do you keep doing this, Mom? I've lost myself. I've never once had a chance to be myself. Just who am I? I did everything you told me to my whole life. I went along with the clothes, the friends you picked out for me. I even married the man you told me to marry. I held it in, telling myself that I owed this privileged life to you. That if I did as you said... I'd be the envy of all, that I'd be happy. So tell me, Mom. Why do I keep hurting? Why am I so unhappy?

[fragiledewdrop]

Translation first (although please do listen to it in Spanish. I like how he reads it.) This is not my work because I know Spanish in the average Italian way, which means I can understand and appreciate this poem, but I am not about to butcher it by attempting to make it make sense in English. The one I found is not perfect, but it does the job, and hey, translating is hard as all get out, who am I to judge?

SONNET 11

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.

Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.

Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day

I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I hunger for your sleek laugh,

your hands the color of a savage harvest,

hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,

I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,

the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,

I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,

and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,

hunting for you, for your hot heart,

like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

Yeah.

Digest that.

Now Spanish:

SONETO 11

Tengo hambre de tu boca, de tu voz, de tu pelo

y por las calles voy sin nutrirme, callado,

no me sostiene el pan, el alba me desquicia,

busco el sonido líquido de tus pies en el día.

Estoy hambriento de tu risa resbalada,

de tus manos color de furioso granero,

tengo hambre de la pálida piedra de tus uñas,

quiero comer tu piel como una intacta almendra.

Quiero comer el rayo quemado en tu hermosura,

la nariz soberana del arrogante rostro,

quiero comer la sombra fugaz de tus pestañas

y hambriento vengo y voy olfateando el crepúsculo

buscándote, buscando tu corazón caliente

como un puma en la soledad de Quitratúe.

No one does love like Neruda. Take this as a sign from the universe to go read "Twenty love poems and a song of despair" (or maybe learn Spanish, idk.)

(Also, @faithdeans , we don't know each other, but it's your fault this has been on repeat in my mind all day. Enjoy)

Yes, your love is hunger and you are overcome by the desire to eat your beloved, but can you recite Sonnet 11 by Pablo Neruda?

[daily-dose-of-writing]

what use is war poetry // aug 2024

[yearning-rambles]

365 days can change a lot

seasons chance

people move

the tides move to and fro

but 365 days ago i met with you

and we embarked on a wild

fantastically terrifyingly story

and today,

we mirror the first of many days

it’s raining

the tv plays

your hand is in mine

just like it was

365 days before

here’s to another 365 days more

[yourownpookie]

Hey lol

[robin-writes-and-such]

Maybe in 20 years my words will be beloved

Or stowed away in boxes

In an attic somewhere

Maybe I’ll look back in embarrassment

Or perhaps it won’t cross my mind

To read the sentences written there

[soulinkpoetry]

You drift quietly around my edges. I feel your presence much like that of a memory or a dream. This wave of softness washes over me and a silent contentment eases through my veins. I cannot see you. I cannot hear you. But I can feel you. Every inch of skin and bone feels you. ~ B.T.

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@secretumpoeta

[jaina-chaosweaver-of-fate]

Broken into quarters, So many times over, The same motion again, But now I don't have to do so once more.

[daily-dose-of-dousy]

you are the love that came without warning; you had my heart before i could say no.

[eldrith]

Daddy, 🥺🌸 spank my ass, leave it marked 🌸🥺 I'm a bad girl 🌷💐 choke me daddy, shove that dildo in me hard 🌱💐🌷 I'm not a good girl, bad girls deserve to be punished 🌷🥺🌺 so ​​shove it hard, please daddy 🌸🌷🌱 do it as hard as you can 💐🌸🥺🌷

such cute emojis. your prose is always so stunning, loved this <333

[drehillart]

I Need Your Support

An Update Blog Post I realize that the last blog I posted was a bit unceremonious. I hadn’t written to you all in a while and so much has happened since my last blog post, published way back in June or July. So this blog will be a bit more fleshed out and thorough, just to update you all on my life and what has been happening with me. Before I dive in though, a quick message for you regarding…

[rayindamultiverse]

Honey 🍯

[eye-of-yelough]

uh hmmm . leo pov handersbela song 👍

(cheap n cheesy by carter the unstoppable sex machine)