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[notmadebyhumanhands]

Always in close proximity yet always so inaccessible.

As beautiful as a work of art and equally meant to be admired only from afar.

Adored and so deeply desired but never meant to be acquired.

— different ways to say ‘unrequited’

[persephoneshellhounds]

i am quiet as an iridescent, swan paperweight, sitting and melting on sadness — on sheets and sheets of it. maybe this entire time, i have been on the edge, lying like a sand angel and wading through dead buttercups. i write a premonition and call it a poem. if these walls could speak, they would call me a resident. an outsider. a hostage victim. a sorry sight. a paperweight sitting in the middle of misery. i am quiet as an iridescent, swan paperweight, sitting and melting on sadness — on sheets and sheets of it; oh, how i long to fall and break into a thousand pieces — one, just small enough to be invisible to slip away and have no trace of pervasive sadness — it glistens in casual, technicolored mockery. and i am quiet — oh, so quiet. oh, how i long to fall and break

— fray narte

[poetdreamerfool]

checkmate, king me♟

how I'm supposed to read your lips while I watch what I say? one thing some folks don’t understand is that beauty can’t be absorbed-- no osmosis, no endothermic reactions, no lights, no cameras, no action. they play chess when its checkers and checkers when its chess-- I digress second year in jail, no case, no face; cellies with with eyelash wishes and wishful whispers; to enslave a man-- first its the baptism, then you must kill inside them it the ability to dream-- hope is fine, dreams are the opposite of capitalism.

I am limitless: I breathe in hate and exhale excellence; bedfellows with chaos-- hope them cuffs stay off; dreams out past curfew-- rain dancing-- I got sons to give my earth to; lesson number 1: write them words down, son; put them flowers in some water; my mother's father had a daughter one who never bothered with her son, damn; we was all to the slaughter but lions go different than lambs-- I stand. I ain’t going along with the world’s plans MLK, Frederick Douglas, and Malcolm X could form a shaky alliance   to curb my defiance they’d take one look in my eyes and they’d lose by a landslide; I chose to conquer myself regardless of abundance or wealth, regardless of feelings or health just self.

[keeperofthewolvesx]

someone mentioned the space between heartbeats today and flashbacks of the last thing you said to me rushed blood to my head and

my heart

it didn't stop or skip,

it just pelted, furiously on the walls of its cage

like the drumming

an ethereal strumming of watery melodies

swam through my body ~

and in that lucid moment

I knew the heat of you would be remembered in my blood

~

forever

[sincerelysharon]

I feel like I'm writing from my shadow. Sunken, drowning with endings, filled with incompleteness. Or something of that nature.

drawing the clasp of her necklace close, your hands trailing over the gilded stones, skimming over a loose gemstone. poached pears sinking into your teeth, a honeyed coating over your tooth // archaic remains 60 

[poetrybyummeaimans]

"Who are you?" The most unsettling question if you don't know who you are. The most uplifting question if you have met and accepted yourself. The question you're dying to answer, if you've met and started to love yourself for who you are. From the first meeting, until you feel love, the path is long. Sort of like 'Miles to go before I sleep. #poetspotlight #thepoetryhouse #thepoetslist #poetsandlovers #divinefeminine #divineguidance #selfawarenessjourney #writersflare #writersclub #writersofig #thelonenotebook #poetsempire #upliftingquotes #whoareyou #questions #loveyourself #loveyouforever #writerspocket #penandpendulum #turnthatpainintopoetry #poetsoninstagram #globalpoetcult #evepoetrygroup #introspection #deepthinker #intj #poetrybyummeaimans (at New York, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/CO8Z82ZFCsw/?igshid=1whtstyf6eiat

[lost-ends-found]

the sun shines its special

on melancholy

creating nostalgia

with room to spare

as the shadows of leaves

leave me in awe

at your portraited face

on the backdrop I stare

it really was you

for a blink of a moment

telling my eyes

that you still exist

even as though

I sadly know

together's the time

that we have missed

.

[twiddlingthumbs101]

Only to the side

The place where I reside

Shimmering kisses along

With the darkend sky

Was it or was it not

The next in line at the gold pawn shop

Selling hearts,

While you steal silver

Do you believe him

Or do you believe her?

[silkwovenwords]

Drop

A certain tear fall down the cheek speaks so many words

More profoundly than we speak

Ancient rivers become deserts when this tear is born

It tells stories of massacres

And secrets of tombs and bedrooms, this tear

So be careful when you cause a tear to fall

As a hurricane is born after a storm

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[notmadebyhumanhands]

There is beauty in the breakdown and a method to the madness, and I can show you, if you sit a while with me.

[induminiama]

24.03.18. halt. . let all the moments sink below this horizon. may every blossom either under the sun. heave all signs entombed in thy windpipe. let me build graves, bypassing hell's gates & skies. t'is only a haven than a cavern for her broken mind. blissful meadow spread out across wide is none appealing to I- a child scorched by light. chilled by whisper of truth, only hollow in the midst of lies. paralyzed in this parallel haze one can catch a glimpse of myself- the obedient scholar, the survivor of death, marching onwards nevertheless. I, in thine eyes she in my mind carves out a vicious line- one near to a crime. "halt! none may mass these holistic bounds of mine!" . - hiar (@hiarpoetry) . . #hiarpoetry #lankanpoetry #poetry #poetsempire #poetsofinstagram #WRITERS_DEN_ #writersofinstagram #heartofpoets #bymepoetry #artisticwriters #wordswithqueens #doortooursouls #untwineme #globalpoetcult #abodeofpoets https://www.instagram.com/p/CEV4blrpNQw/?igshid=13sk5n3gx1lqi

[poetdreamerfool]

the oldest god of war

you can’t smell it you can’t hear it sometimes you can’t even  feel it but betrayal is the realest-- the oldest god of war.

roar-- no onomatopoeia; soar-- I wouldn’t want to be ya-- I wouldn’t want to be me see-- my spirit animal is a cannibal-- I mean, like, I’m eating myself

don’t equate want with need people bite the hands that don’t feed read: books and people and when it comes to the fam best to keep all things equal-- the only thing justice is blind to Is its own arrogance-- you can’t just give reality rules-- Ok; so you made the game-- cool; but how I’m supposed build my own Without the tools?

man created the systems the idols the monoliths the word recitals the hero and the antagonist the plot and the sequel-- the system ain’t equal

You’ll hear the voice of god in that gavel bang “Let him hang”

She wrote the blues And I sang 20 years a slave From the cradle to the grave Or the cradle to the cage

You choose: Red pill of blue? One hit or two? You want to keep it mysterious Or do you want a clue?

[aparnabaskaran]

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[cozycoffinzzz]

Hole

[lost-ends-found]

in lust with you first

aroused with elation

followed by the likes

of infatuation

time was a road

in the will of our bends

and soon on this path

we would become friends

but I fell in love

as you rose to uphold

an oath to a friendship

on which you were sold

I couldn't believe it

the stars were afraid

for me they were lined

but for you, undermade

so time was allowed

to keep going as such

we found other people

to comfort our touch

and drifted apart

in the way life had planned

forgetting each other

and how we would land

.

[seven7blogs]

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