#poem

[daily-spooky]

[thoughtkick]

My only relief is to sleep. When I’m sleeping I’m not sad, I’m not angry, I’m not lonely, I’m nothing.

Jillian Medoff

[perfectfeelings]

All endings are also beginnings. We just don’t know it at the time.

Mitch Albom

[poetryforall]

[lexiklecksi]

This poem by Mascha Kaléko:

Mein schönstes Gedicht?

Ich schrieb es nicht.

Aus tiefsten Tiefen stieg es.

Ich schwieg es.

English translation:

My most beautiful poem?

I didn’t write it.

It came from deepest depths.

I silenced it.

Alright tell me in the tags, what’s Your Poem? That poem you heard once and it has dwelt within you ever since?

[thoughtkick]

When she is happy she can’t stop talking. When she is sad she doesn’t say a word.

Ann Brashares

[perfectfeelings]

It made me wonder how many times we forgive just because we don’t want to lose someone, even if they don’t deserve our forgiveness.

Deb Caletti

[omneco]

[catastrophic-crow]

while you studied the blade i studied you

how gleaming and elegant

so sharply do you cut

deadly, but unwilling

to hurt without cause

While you studied the blade I studied you. Wow those lips sure do look kissable

[iambrillyant]

“december, detach me from any dead roots and plant me in energy that breathes life into my intentions, unbind me from expired versions of myself and allow me to hold hands with growth. may i recognize what compromises my authenticity so i never fall out of alignment with my truth.”

— billy chapata

[thoughtkick]

don’t ever beg for a friendship or relationship with anyone. if you don’t receive the same effort you give… lose that contact

Unknown

[two-bees-poetry]

[notthatblackgirl]

Isn't this something we all want? Or is it just me?

— Nikita Gill

[cityelf]

this poem is about being nonbinary.

[poetryforall]