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[darichonne]

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[shemakesmefeellikeprey]

Starfall

Hurtling through these infinite

depths, this brushless vacuum

around me drowned my

voice in its silence and

secrecy, dust from my

tail the only proof of how long

I've been screaming since

I started.

I'd been calling your name

in the hope that you'd notice me,

that you would move, because

I was on a collision course with

the end of my space flight.

In this infinite nothingness,

where I could fly for eternity,

you just had to put into motion:

I knew when I was caught in your

gravity that this was the end;

I burned to dust in your orbit,

a meteor no more,

while I gazed in awe

at your oceans.

[elyse-hart-poetry]

Friends, we are getting closer to the launch of Poems for Squares! Here's an excerpt I would like to share with you, which was written for @entrompadorateo. (Swipe to see the photo that inspired this poem!) #poetrybook #newpoetry #newpoetspotlight #newpoem #poembook #instapoetry #instagrampoetry #instagrampoetrycommunity #amwriting #book #books #instapoets #writing #selfpublished #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #bookclub #bookclubs #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #bookstagram #bookstagrammer #bookstack #diybook #writersofig #smallpress #indiepoetryplease #indiepoet #indieauthors #indieauthor https://www.instagram.com/p/CoN3c1qyr-M/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[clumsybumblebeebutt]

A Poem on Love:

Love is the warm marrow of my bones, the embers made from the tree that grew in the palms of our linked hands.

Love is the feeling of stars placed in the cavity of my chest, plucked out of the black before their bloom of energy.

Love, the word, the breath, the inhale it takes and the exhales it spends to say, is something the flap of flesh in my mouth wants to say until it bleeds the same color as the velvet of my heart.

[chaosincalmness]

“Heart does not belong to me”

I am in dilemma,

My heart aches for him,

I want to hold him until I disappear into him but can’t,

Because his heart does not belong to me.

He cares for me,

He would fight anyone for me,

He will love me as much as a human can,

He will do anything my mind wish for,

But end of the day his heart does not belong to me.

I would definitely die for him,

I would burn this world for him,

I can feel my every emotions for him,

I would do anything his heart wish for,

I will let him go because as much as he love me,

His heart does not belong to me.

We have visited many places together,

We have best memories together,

We have done many things together,

We had best meals together,

But as much as I wish for ‘US’,

His heart does not belong to me.

We share calmness with each other,

We would sit in silence for hours, days or even months,

But the idea of ‘US’ is ephemeral,

His heart that I ache for, is beats for someone else,

I would love to be that person but his heart belongs to someone else

The truth is I don’t want someone better,

I want him, all of it,

His sadness, happiness, pain, everything,

I don’t think I’m worth it, but for him, I’ll try.

I want him on days where he don’t want me,

Which is beyond me because I want all that he is,

But his heart does not belong to me.

-chaos in calmness

[jude-poetry]

Winter

I thought autumn was the season of heartbreak

that a sword would drop

and cut heartstrings,

like the way trees let loose their hair

in the form of dead and shriveled leaves.

but by the time autumn has come to kiss you,

last winter has already been forgotten,

or you would realize that is when

love comes and goes as fast as the sun

during daylight savings.

I twist beneath the sheets and only meet cold cotton

it is too icy to be sleeping alone

and the season too festive to enjoy by myself.

I will find a fake partner and tell myself it is real

until I forget what real love ever felt like

because winter is too sad to spend on my own.

we spend the months dying to meet eachother

and then we die once more

when it inevitably turns out wrong

there is no coming back in winter,

we all break with the cold.

-Jude

[travelwithmestranger]

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[kafmeblogzine]

(vía ¿ A donde te llevará mañana, el ser humano que estas eligiendo ser ahora mismo?)

[darichonne]

insta: @darichonne

[calibanstriplicity]

a note to my younger self

[shemakesmefeellikeprey]

Red Lights

Baby..

Just sit where you are and don't move.

Let me just take you in in this lighting.

Before your inhibitions and clothes are removed,

Let me fight to just look, let me keep fighting.

If blue is the color I feel when I'm not with you,

Then red must be the feeling I feel as the bull.

My lion in red lighting, my Leo this red glow,

Before any of the biting, before we start the show,

Before you ride the bull, before you claw my back...

Let me take you in,

let me think of all I'm going to do to you.

Baby girl before we begin,

let me think of all I'm going to do to you.

I can't take my eyes off you.

I can't take my mind off you.

Let me take you in,

give me a couple more seconds tonight,

to take you in,

before I break you under these red lights.

[c-zennie]

Writing a poem

Counting lines on my fingers

I look like a fool

[clumsybumblebeebutt]

Ive been wanting to switch my nickname to Belle, I’ve been going by Izzy for a very long time, but she picked up her suitcase and walked out the door when I took away her hair. I hope she comes back, my house has been feeling empty.

Belle wants to relearn the best parts of her younger self, and reintroduce them into her adult brain and body.

I lost my ability to flow in writing, I’m trying to get that back. I’ve deleted Tiktok and Instagram, started editing videos and writing poetry. Im trying to get back to reading as well.

[louiseworthingtonauthor]

Yours

From Stained Glass Lives available from Audible and Amazon