#poeticstuff

[k-writesometimes]

I wish this were just as you said— an itch I could scratch, or bumps that would flatten with a little balm or oil, or a cough that runs its course and ends.

Sometimes I wonder what it feels like to have that kind of relief—

of knowing for certain you’ll be alright again:

cough-free, bump-free.

[aengell]

I find it hard to fall asleep with someone on my chest

Someone laying on my legs

Or in my elbows crest

Someone’s head on top of mine

Someone’s hands tangled with mine

I find it hard to hold them close but not hold them too tight

I find it hard to fall asleep

I find it hard to breathe

I find it hard to close my eyes

And to relax my knees

I find it hard to fall asleep, is there a reason why?

I find it hard to share my bed with one more pair of eyes

With one more tongue, and one more nose

Two more knees and ten more toes

I find it hard to fall asleep

I wonder if he knows

…

[trustonlystars]

Meet me where I sit with my insecurities. Show me your vulnerabilities, scars that hurt, memories that still haunt. Meet me by the beach and tell me about your childhood memories, with or without the traumas. Meet me at the dark alley so you could share your truths, and I can unveil mine. Meet me near the lake at dusk so we could undress our shields, uncover our stories, even before a subtle bare nudge. Meet me in the clouds, and tell me that the imaginary world does exist, and you have seen magic grow in my backyard. Meet me at the hill so we can scream to the stars to make our wish come true, let’s scream so loud that the stars have no choice but to fall for us. Meet me where your heart meets mine, meet me where I meet myself.

- trustonlystars | Jannie F

[semjase]

Just meet me in

the Orion's belt

in where we can

both lose ourselves

together. Dazed,

heart racing, filled

with euphoria as we

float endlessly

through the whole

cosmic process.

Semjase Luo Yi: 7:33pm/11-21-22

[srwords]

they say the most beautiful art is looking into someone's eyes when they talk about the things they love

but I say looking at the mirror is the most beautiful art anyone should appreciate

[jmsapphire]

I didn't know I could

Implode

Just as much from

Bottled hurts and angers

As I do unloved loves

Loves I didn't give

Loves I failed to give

Loves I wished I'd given

Loves I didn't receive

Loves I thought were mine

To have and give and be given;

- but here we are

[delightfulechoes]

Solitaire

[the-sunflower-poetess]

Continue; ❤️🌻

Please share with family and friends, you never know what someone is going through, and everyone needs to know that they are enough and that they are loved beyond what they can imagine. ❤️❤️❤️

[eremikas-bby]

Once the Sun Loved the Moon

(Picture is not mine)

Hiyaa! Just sharing with u smth I thought out of the previous solar eclipse, hihihi. Hope you enjoy reading. <33

With tears in her eyes, the moon asked; "Do you still love me. Since when, really?" The Sun smiled and cupped her cheek. Warmth radiated from him, something that calmed her glacial demeanor. Their eyes met and he then proceeded to say: “My dear, I have loved you even before the sky turned blue; since the stars decided to converge into the constellations that fascinate you so. I have loved you while the creation of these paradises came to be. And I oath to love you until the sky turns red until those very stars implode with warnings of what is to come. I will love you for eternity, if there may be. There is a special corner of my soul that will always belong to you, and even after I am gone you will be there. And after you are gone, I will perish, too. For I believe that there is no rest. For me, there is no heaven without you in it.”

The eclipse cracks and they say their farewell.

A beautiful sight; no poet could express or tell...

[cozycoffinzzz]

With the Season

[subtristmusings]

Chantilly

The garden pond glazed from the blinding sun

She and I sat in the shade of a sugar maple

Chantilly plucked the dandelions delicately as I watched

Her brown curls picking up grass like pebbles in a net

Chantilly brightened my summer that year

Took me on dreamy flights of freedom in lily-scented breezes

Then, as all sweet things, the summer drew to a close

Withering leaves falling after they’ve served their purpose

A flight only lasts so long for all I like

And so she left, like a summer constellation at fall

What’s the good in goodbye when it leaves you incomplete?

Chantilly, you left, without a word, in a beat

You were my summer constellation and I wonder if you will come again as you flew

I search for the skies and can only imagine what has become of you

[env0writes]

NaPoWriMo Vol.2, 4.14.2022 “Red Traffic Ticket”

Traffic jam sentences Can roll stop signs, Like an inconvenient comma Pause like a broken street light; And lead us to the same street Of consciousness

What does it mean at the end? A cul-de-sac question, Or racing dash– To the end Too sick of passing notes Passing periods Period.

All roads, all days, all ends Come to some end Unless… The path keeps going Growing forward With a little momentum

Drive into the next, Beyond what was Into what will be

@env0writes C.Buck Ko-Fi & Venmo: @Zenv0 Support Your Local Artist!

[aengell]

I posted this right after writing it. That’s why it’s a bit rough. I still like it though :) let me know what you think!

He adored all over my sad quiet life

He sat in my eye bags and drunk from my tears

It took just one kiss, with admiration, with delight

A feathers’ stroke on sacred skin

Sickly sweet on tethered cheeks

Your kiss still lingers

Your tongue still stings

[trustonlystars]

Some days you got to sit with pain and let it in when it knocks on your door. You can't lock yourself in, and you can't walk out armoured. You need to let it in through the door before it finds you through the window like a thunderstorm.

- trustonlystars

[the-sunflower-poetess]

[esuemmanuel]

Tengo dejos de ti, quizás porque siempre he sido parte tuya.

— Esu Emmanuel©, I have traces of you, perhaps because I have always been part of you.