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[dafreeeagle]

Stay or Stray

It’s easy to walk away  When it gets harder with every step  The path gets cloudier the more I stay  I come off empty, when I extend my hand to the wind for help Stay or stray  Am I enough, or am I just a fool in love  I don’t want to lose grip of this fight  I have to find the light  Sway or pray  These doubts are daunting me  Ironically, the closer I get to you  The clearer I see,…

[joyofblogging]

It was the last night of the weekend

Everyone was soundly sleeping

In my makeshift bed, I kept on turning

Didn’t know why I still not sleeping.

Is it because it’s still not time?

But my head has already aching.

I prayed to God one thing

“Please get me into sleeping.”

Until I was able to sleep at 5 in the morning

Still my head has been throbbing

I didn’t know what I’m feeling

But suddenly I found myself crying.

Oh no! What happened?

Is it my anxiety coming again?

Don’t like this rollercoaster emotions

When you’re smiling then suddenly tears are falling.

And I think what they said is true

That those who are happy the most

Are hurt and get sad the worst

You just don’t know.

They look totally okay

Thus no one would ask how are they

But when they’re all alone

That’s when they feel they’re not that strong.

30.05.2023 12:55AM PHT

[cacauscorpioni]

"Vem cá, deitar comigo no chão" do autor Erick Saraiva @vemcajoao Sinopse - Este é o meu primeiro livro de poemas. Uma junção de 30 poemas que transformam das coisas mais corriqueiras às mais intensas em poesias que ecoam em quem as lê. Minhas Impressões: o que dizer quando você própria se sente dentro do poema? A cada verso, algo em mim se resgava, minhas lágrimas ardiam ao sair dos olhos. Um livro coringa, para dia que você não está muito bem!!! #poems #poemas #poemlovers https://www.instagram.com/p/CpEtxxIsamF/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[vikasqo]

Focus on you.

You've done enough for the ungrateful.

[jasminesuntrell]

The Emancipation (I Get From Love) of Angie (12/30)

On this very day, nineteen years ago The artist of my life, Mariah Carey released what many consider her comeback album The Emancipation of Mimi on the very same day my best friend and twin flame, Angela Giaimo became emancipated from childhood.

I have never been very spiritual. I'm not Ace of Base; I struggle to see the signs. And I'm unsure what I believe about this universe but here are some things I know coincide:

Mariah Carey and Angela Giaimo are both Aries.

Neither Mariah Carey nor Angela Giaimo have middle names.

Mariah became my favorite artist primarily because of lyrics and Angela and I first bonded over us both being lyrics girlies.

Like Mariah, Angela is an amazing writer and musically inclined.

I tried to get my ex-best friend that I nicknamed "MiMi" to use The Emancipation of Mimi as the theme for her 18th birthday,  just two months after Angela's 18th.

That same ex-best friend betrayed Angela, and her treachery brought Angela and I closer  because I was on her side, the correct side.

I never knew Mariah's album came out on Angela's birthday until today, the number of years later that is the same as my favorite number.

When it comes to Angela, It has never been a question that our connection is inherent. I would not scoff at the concept of it being ancestral and supernatural. And while I have no mystical gifts that will tell me she is pregnant the way her brujería informed her of Saviour's impending arrival, I can sense that it's by more than chance that she's tattooed on my spirit. And why I love Angela Giaimo with my whole soul, even more than I love Mariah Carey.

[20she]

You’re the joy I found in the middle of the ash.

You help me rise up, when my sun won’t come up

for days.

You’re the moon that sparkles my bed

You made me think that there’s a chance,

there are flowers burst through the dirt

after the huge storm

and bitter-sweet

rain.

You, 2023 ~me

[the-dose-makes-the-poison]

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[boobsandbravado]

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[raisemerryhell]

𝓨𝓸𝓾’𝓻𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮

[dafreeeagle]

The Crater You Made

New Poem, "The Crater You Made", enjoy the read.

I used to only look forward to your messages on my phone,be it a paragraph or even just a word,And I would feel on top of the worldNow, I just wanna talk to any body I used to love running back homeso I can hold you in my arms,talk about our day and spend the rest of it lost in timeNow, I don’t even wanna be home There was a certain grace in my life when you were in it,so much life and…

[essentiallydonut]

Queen, forgive me for i have sinned (a plea of a poem)

my Queen: i miss the spontaneous conversations; your random chirping, complaints, and telling me spending time with me is your favorite thing; your questions– telling me i’m amazing at everything — i was and am not but you thought so. you. i miss the way you would be playful with me. you’re never the problem; still why do i feel this aching for what used to be? why is there a neuron…

[blondnblue222]

Poem by me. Image stolen from the internet. I don’t write a lot of love poetry, if you can call the sentiment here “love”. The hackneyed awkwardness of the poem is characteristic of my difficulty establishing real intimacy. Poem is typed in the alt text in case anyone wants to share or steal my poem. #lovepoem #lovepoems #love #lovepoetry #poem #poems #poemoftheday #poemsociety #poempm #poemsofinstagram #instapoem #poemcommunity #poemgasm #poemlove #poetry #poet #poetrycommunity #poetsociety #poetsofinstagram #poetrylovers #poetryisnotdead #poets #poetsofig #poetryofinstagram #poetryislife #poetryislove #poetic #instapoet #poetsoninstagram #poetofig (at New Orleans, Louisiana) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnsFAdfugYj/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[morethanalphabets]

Cerita cinta # 1

Saat itu aku masih duduk di kelas 3, aku belajar mengenal arti kata cantik dari wanita imut lucu yang aku temui di sekolah. Hari demi hari kita saling bertemu, saling menatap mata. Tak jarang juga mengobrol, obrolannya mungkin tidak berat hanya sebatas materi pelajaran tapi entah kenapa hatiku mulai berdegup. Ah cantiknya Enno..

Entah hari keberapa aku mulai memberi sebuah liontin yg aku tabung dari uang jajanku dan mencoba memberinya. Hadiahku disambut baik dengannya. Ah iya bukan hadiah juga yg dia dapat, lelucon dari teman sekelas pun begitu. Tapi peduli setan, aku tak segan dan malu hanya utk mengutarakannya. Dan selanjutnya tiap pagi sebelum jam pertama mulai. Yg selalu kunantikan adalah melihatnya diatas jendela, Datang dengan sepeda merah lengkap dengan keranjang di depan dan rambutnya yg khas. Itu akan selalu menjadi sudut terbaik melihatmu.

Singkatnya..

Hari kelulusan tiba . Kukira kita akan masih bersama, setidaknya di kota yg sama utk melanjutkan pendidikan berikutnya tapi dunia memisahkan kita. Inner childku kehilangan dirimu utk yg pertama kalinya .

[dessykm]

Cause I wait too.

Maybe, I need to calm my thoughts, cause I've been breathing your name. Smells like nana's food as a child used to make, when the humor of marihuana is fading away and you find all the ingredients only in one place. I mean... I'm hungry to meet you and honey, I wouldn't leave a plate you've been stuck in my mind and hopefully that's okay. I'm big fan of coffee, something to think and tell deeply curious about how your lips would ever taste. Fuck.

[vikasqo]

you once told me there is tragedy in my eyes. you are the only one to see it because it is only there when I look at you; I feel the doom in each of your breaths, see the end in every smile. I know how this goes.

[20she]

Start to make love letters to yourself. ❣️