#ldr poem

[annagxx]

Phir Milne aaoge na?

“Phir milne aaoge na?”

“Shayad haan.”

“Shayad kahoge toh umeed de jaoge.”

“Ho sakta hai main wahi chahta hoon?”

“Tum itna uljhaate kyun ho?”

“Tum pehle se hi uljhi hui ho.”

“Toh suljha doon?”

“Koshish toh ki thi.”

“Ek aakhri baar phir sahi.”

“Aaj waqt nahi hai.”

“Tabhi toh poocha.”

“Kya?”

“Phir milne aaoge na?”

[coffeexxcigarettes]

Artificial

-

I wish you were here.

Sitting on my kitchen floor.

At 3 am.

We could take turns digging though

My Special K cereal box.

Taking big handfuls,

And whoever gets the most

Of those terrible little chocolate pieces

Wins them all.

Or you could kiss me.

I'd let you kiss me, if you wanted to.

As much as you wanted to.

We could crush that cereal into dust below us,

And turn my late night craving into you instead.

I know it isn't possible for now.

I'll have to make due with artificial chocolate.

But I do wish you were here.

x

[cherryred-xoxo]

[v1rginsu1cidal]

ੈ✩‧₊˚✧.*And I live to love you and I love to love you ✧.*ੈ✩‧₊˚

[silent-insanities]

I just want to fall asleep in your arms tonight.

[yungluv16]

In the name of higher consciousness

I let the best man I knew go

Cause it's nice to love and be loved

But it's better to know all you can know

[starz-jo]

hell is a teenage girl.

[aurevives]

— Aure Vives, from ‘km ⇢ xo’

[angelicdoll13]

[peach-and-cherryblossom]

I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.

-Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena

[coffeexxcigarettes]

Stuck

-

It's a draw.

I've pushed against this wall so long,

I'm beginning to forget a time I wasn't.

I'd like to sit down, I think.

Somewhere in the grey.

Take a breath, just a moment-

And remember the way your hands felt.

Exploring my body eagerly,

Even if they've never really touched me.

How your voice shook,

Asking if I was okay.

I was more than okay.

I'd like to burn the memory in my core,

Feel it gush through my veins,

Let it become a part of me.

Maybe then I won't be so stuck,

So pathetically weak-

Pushing this damned pointless wall.

[everydetailofher]

You want a HUSBAND?? The thing that killed Sylvia Plath???

[v1rginsu1cidal]

Boy, you wanna come to my motel, honey?

Boy, you wanna hold me down

Tell me that you love me?

[sassywiththesas]

We should FaceTime sometimes, I miss your face a lot.

[yungluv16]

everytime an unreleased lana song is removed from the internet an angel looses its wings

[sweet-bunny-dreams]

Poetic language is an aesthetic for words. If anyone shares anything I ever post, I want it to be this because I have an important question. Most of the world is not and never will be poets but I ask this.. Have you ever tried to write poetically? Not even a poem just use poetic words and language to describe your thoughts and feelings? If not, I want you to try it. It doesn't have to be amazing or impressive, you don't have to share it, it doesn't have to rhyme or even really need to have the flow like the classics. It's just your words and your feelings. I am just a girl who waxes on poetically and will never be accomplished but that is not the point. Writing poetically, using romanticized and elegant words to describe your feelings is just like dressing up in our favorite clothes. We all have our regular style but then at times we want to be extra cute, extra sexy, more elegant, look more mature. Even men want to look more distinguished, more polished, more gentlemanly on certain days. We all love our aesthetics to express ways we feel, so why not try it when we write about our feelings. We put on nice clothes and accessories to feel extra pretty, try making your writing feel the same. It will be sooo weird at first if you never tried and you may even feel silly because you're not good at it yet but who the hell cares! Start with writing about love or lack of it, start with an old or new crush, maybe your family, your city, neighborhood, pets, your favorite shoes and outfits, how you feel during the holidays, how you feel about the world or the beach, perhaps it will be about your favorite musician or movies... just dress your words up to be a little bit prettier like the days that we feel like dolls or stylish men. Even if it is over the top and funny, do it for laughs. If my blog did anything Id want at least one person to try this, i don't have many follower but if you read this, please share because maybe someone out there needs to read it. Thank you in advance. Best Wishes, B