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[mindsandpens]

Step into the evocative realm of Kashmiri poetry as our talented poetess weaves a mesmerizing piece, capturing the essence of tradition and emotion. 📖✨ Let the soulful verses transport you to the heart of Kashmir's lyrical beauty. 🌟 Dive into this enchanting moment on Tumblr, where each word is a poetic journey. #KashmiriPoetry #PoetryExcerpt #TumblrVibes #LyricalMagic #CulturalHeritage #EmotionalVerse #SpokenWordArtistry #SoulfulExpression #PoetryLoversUnite

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[marisadonnelly]

“Books are the windows through⠀ which the soul looks out.”⠀ ― Henry Ward Beecher⠀ ⠀ ______⠀ This is my soul, reaching to you.⠀ Book: Somewhere On A Highway⠀

[colossaldickenergyx]

THE TOP RIGHT PEACH

Minding my own business, there I was,

Minding her own business, there she was.

There were sun rays in that market and there were shadows of hats playing hide and seek in that market.

Nothing new, nothing out of the blue.

Mundane chore and crushed fruits all over the floor.

Fluttering rim of my teal dress arching and marching like a pawn from the game of chess.

I was zoned out only to get back in this place, by her snap- right infront of my face.

Slightly irritated, slightly confused, "Who was this that snapped me out of it?" I speak as I was bemused.

"Could you shift a bit? I want to reach for that top right peach." she asked with glee.

I glanced at her but sadly it wasn't a glace anymore as my eyes were stuck on her perky nose, her beady eyes....ah, mi amor.

My head moved the other way as it was too much to handle; ergo, I took a deep breath and goddamn she smelled like a cozy french vanilla candle.

It never happens but today it happened.

The whole market was no more tepid. Few muffled voices and showers of confetti but not so rapid.

I moved a little right, warning my brain to not act wierd alright!

I nodded my head and gave a shy smile, her lips curved too like the river Nile.

"Finally got everything on the list, let's head home." said the old voice tapping my shoulder. Their hand was cold but my heart felt colder.

Upon reaching, my legs went straight to the tiny house set.

Admiring its tiny doors, windows, cupboard and closet.

I can see her inside the closet — scared, afraid and a little tormented.

Deliberately staring at the closet real hard, wishing this miniature me would COME OUT and stand by the yard.

It takes courage little girl, it won't happen overnight.

For when you'll come out, I promise to show you the same market, where I saw this jollygood girl with a pile of peaches in her basket.

[kylieaynyockey]

She was absolutely porous, and positively so: she felt as though she was all but bubbling, but a sweat stroking down her skin was a reminder of release, of relief. // Y’all it has been a SWELTERING summer round these parts 😣 Every time I take a new pic of the mushrooms growing on my block, the next day they’ve exploded bc the heat! #poetryexcerpt #poetry #mushrooms #hot #nature #kylieaynyockey

[robertpmsnoek-blog]

Prologue

‘I live in the shadows, where fear and anger are banned from the soul. A place where I can fight the battles that emerge out of the Darkness and the Light. These two always fight for their own justice, their own right, their own existing. I live in both worlds, and I consider myself the best of both worlds. I will give my powers to the next generation, so they can continue the battle. The next generation of Gliffhanger, my son. He will face a challenge, to stay in the light where I left him, and only fight the darkness. His life will be difficult, he shall walk the same path as me and he shall be the one that will make a difference in the world. He shall walk the same path, with a different ending. After my last fight, I will give up my place as Gliffhanger, and I Will became the owner of an different sword. If the time is right, my sword will be given to him. He will be called by the sword himself, it’s only a shame I can’t be there for him. I have to walk a different path, because it didn’t went that good as I though it would go.

Welcome to a touch of a rose..

[bchivi]

Adventures through life each and everyday spent together with our new wife this universe that loves us endlessly, taking us on this blissful journey. (b.v.c) 🌥 • • • • • #photography #photographer #landscape #poet #artist #losangeles #venice #california #art #poetryexcerpt #poem #writing #thoughts #nature #water #flow #summer #explore #adventure #live (at Venice Canal Historic District)

[brooklynsafrica]

Ironic.....

It's ironic that just as you say I like this person, we fit in a weird way and I think I could see myself going against the norm for them, reality steps in and reminds you of who you are and your place in life. Just as you give in to this well sold dream of genuine care and affinity, something comes in to remind you that what is for everyone else is not necessarily for you. Your path of life doesn't necessarily go through the garden of red roses of love and eternity, it curves around it, close enough to smell the roses but still out of your reach to take one for yourself. You can sense the beauty and watch it bloom but watching is all you've been destined to do. Sometimes you forget that all you've ever stood for may be all you will ever stand for and that's when the disappointment sets in. You allow yourself to dream like everyone else forgetting that you are nothing like them, all because this person dipped in your finest fantasies and all the necessary qualities on your list waltzes into your life providing false hope and motivation. The irony that your biggest fan becomes your emotions' worse enemy....

[blkcancer]

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[officialmstabu-blog]

This is an excerpt from a poem I hold forever dear to my heart. It is from a poem called “Mother’s Secret” I dedicated to any mother who has ever lost a child due to stillbirth. We are beyond grateful to have had three rainbow babies since 2012, but I know what it’s like and my heart goes out to you.

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[marisadonnelly]

I am on the sand writing poetry,⠀ blinking in the light that breaks⠀ through West Coast clouds⠀ demanding to be seen,⠀ to be felt.⠀ ⠀ A homeless man beats the drum,⠀ a white, ripped t-shirt, dirty hands, ⠀ golden blond curls ⠀ that blend in the sun.⠀ ⠀ His head is tilted back, eyes closed,⠀ feeling the beat⠀ through fingertips.⠀ I close my eyes, too,⠀ and listen to him,⠀ to the scattered voices,⠀ to the seagulls begging⠀ for scraps, to the bartenders⠀ and the clinking of glasses,⠀ to the waves breaking⠀ on the shore in succession,⠀ each one stronger⠀ than the last.⠀ ⠀ #poetryexcerpts⠀ #somewhereonahighway https://www.instagram.com/p/B3c2eQHFPu-/?igshid=15n6wajidk7b2

[marisadonnelly]

In words we begin our escape.

[marisadonnelly]

Your kiss tastes like rebellion.⠀ ⠀ ⠀ _____⠀ #poeticverse #poetryexcerpts #somewhereonahighway #yourkiss #lovepoetry #marisadonnelly #marisadonnellypoetry #lovingyou #spilledink #poetsofinstagram #poetryofig https://www.instagram.com/p/BtL18RdBoGM/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=st9exaacq3np

[marisadonnelly]

If I could give you my heart like an atlas,⠀ I’d let your fingers trace the highways,⠀ the veins that make the backroads,⠀ the creeks, pauses where you’ve taken my breath.⠀ ____⠀ #giveyoumyheart #poetryexcerpts #somewhereonahighway #marisadonnelly #marisadonnellypoetry #takemybreath #lovepoem #lovepoetry #spilledink https://www.instagram.com/p/BtDou1nB_Vp/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=9r8iwj6vui0p

[marisadonnelly]

Who would have known ⠀ just one taste ⠀ could set my heart ⠀ on fire?⠀ ____⠀ #poetryofig #poetsofig #lovemeuntiliburn #somewhereonahighway #marisadonnelly #poetryexcerpts #poeticverse #spilledink #writersofig #writersofinstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/Bs-qdGihJXy/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1fxe6xovqbj3h

[robertpmsnoek-blog]

Her power!

'Don't be afraid, I'm here for you.'

She opened her eyes and saw the rose in her hand.

'Your love for me is real.' She whispers. I hugged her and gave her a kiss on her forehead.

'Are you surprised?' I whisper in her ear. 'Don't be, ever! I love you more than anything in the world.'

I felt her new power in her soul. I felt her heart glowing of warmth, like the fire was ignited. Her heart beating with mine.

[marisadonnelly]

Maybe I’ve finally discovered⠀ how to sit still,⠀ to trust,⠀ to seek.⠀ Maybe where the sky and the water⠀ and the sand meet⠀ my new story begins.⠀ I am just now⠀ in my infinite moment⠀ becoming.⠀ ⠀ ______⠀ Book: Somewhere On A Highway⠀