#wooing with poetry

[mamayan]

WHA- WHAT IS THIS POETRY? 😳😳😳😳😳😳😳

Desi asks to be wooed with poetry, I deliver.

You’re so pretty

Chirps the the blind bird

Sharp beak running through feathers

You’re lying

Says the girl with perfect vision

You can’t see so how can you know?

She asks with derision

You’re voice is so lovely

Chirps the bird who can’t hear

You’re lying

Says the girl who hears just fine

You’re as bad as that bird who is blind

She says with conviction

You’re so kind

Chirps a bird she’s never met

You’re lying

Says the girl who likes to forget

You all are just birds, so what do you know?

She asks with confusion

We know a good heart

Chirps the birds in unison

[welcometogrouchland]

ANOTHER SKETCH DUMP! Featuring more of me playing with lineless art. Batman reborn era trio (dick, damian and steph) I miss you...when will you return from war. Also featuring Steph designs bc I've seen ppl dissatisfied w/ her current look, some good mom Talia, and Jason Todd poetry club. Duke is confused not that Jason would start a poetry club but that he'd have such mid poetry opinions. (ID in Alt)

[poems-of-the-anentomologist]

uhh this is the long awaited blahaj poem of myth :3

it is ofc dedicated to my blahaj

Poem For Jess

You’ve been there

Through rain and snow

Through my darkest moments

And the better ones

Holding you tight my chest in the dark of my room

It’s midnight once again

Your touch is soft

You are so soft

I can bury my face close to you and let it all out

My tears, my words

A thousand sorrys

Sorry that I was born in this ill-fitting skin

Sorry for hurting you

Sorry for what I’ve said and what I’ve done

and so much more

You are my friend,

My comfort and

The only thing worth living for sometimes

Even though you don’t say anything

I can hear your voice sometimes

Even though you were sewn in a factory

I feel as though I have made you with my own hands

Assigned a character,

Let you play the role

And you’ve played it fantastically my dear

[fewwordsmanyriddles]

There's no man like you Baek Hyun Woo.

[asoftepiloguemylove]

"YOU WERE MY LIFE." // BORA AND WOONHO

PROJECT 7 Time After Time // 20세기 소녀 20th Century Girl (2022) dir. Bang Woo-ri // wave to earth bad // 20세기 소녀 20th Century Girl (2022) dir. Bang Woo-ri // Anaïs Nin Henry And June: From "A Journal of Love" - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin (1931-1932) // 20세기 소녀 20th Century Girl (2022) dir. Bang Woo-ri // Foo Fighters Aurora // 20세기 소녀 20th Century Girl (2022) dir. Bang Woo-ri // Dulce Maria Loynaz Poema LVII (tr. James O'Connor) // 20세기 소녀 20th Century Girl (2022) dir. Bang Woo-ri // Silas Denver Melvin pitiful origin // 20세기 소녀 20th Century Girl (2022) dir. Bang Woo-ri // Robert Frost Nothing Gold Can Stay // 20세기 소녀 20th Century Girl (2022) dir. Bang Woo-ri // boygenius We're In Love // 20세기 소녀 20th Century Girl (2022) dir. Bang Woo-ri

[verademialove]

“It will rain tomorrow. Then as you wait until the rain stops, live another day. If you keep this up, there might come a day when life doesn’t seem so miserable.”

Lovely Runner (2024)

[iwritenarrativesandstuff]

Always cracks me up when people who haven't seen much of Moomins characterize Snufkin as someone who is always very wise and mature and perfectly chill and who knows everything. Boy I remember you from the early books. I remember you wanted to call a boat "Lurking Wolf".

[six-white-venus]

written for @lady-shadow-and-darkness 's prompt, 'translucent'.

[peaceishim]

"Just tell me you want to see me, then I will quit everything and come to you"

[corpsentry]

at the asian american studies sponsored movie screening i run out of my seat to press a button for the presenter and you look away, not in shame, but in anger

go make your own movie.

One where you’re the star

and everything’s my fault

the way you want it to be. I know, it’s easy

to let someone else hold this grief

and sit in the bathtub,

all dressed up to go to the party.

Maybe in this movie it’s your party

and I the party crasher,

holding cymbals and a baseball bat, et cetera.

But we don’t stop getting older when we’re angry

and you’re only twenty,

can’t listen to lullabies at night,

can’t sleep without a blanket

over your head like you’re scared

of your own shadow. God, go

write your own movie.

You could do it,

you’re still

pretty. Angry? Me too.

The bathtub’s overflowing,

the bathroom’s flooding

with whatever you couldn’t say

to the poet with their palms glued shut

in a cheap simulacrum of prayer.

Didn’t you say you were tired? Angry? Me too.

Upset? Unhappy? Me too. Hungry? Lonely? Me too. Me too.

Standing barefoot in the grass

I remembered the month of bad weather.

How I parted the fog with broken hands each night,

looking for your voice.

Oh, I will not forgive you.

Not like this.

With your fingers splayed

against the brute February sky,

lips cracked open like windows,

waiting, like you always are, for me to say the first word.

[elialys]

Beneath my hands your small breasts are the upturned bellies of breathing fallen sparrow. [x]

ANNA TORV & ALEX WOLFF as Charmian Clift & Leonard Cohen in So Long, Marianne

[willwoodoutofcontext]

YEAH 💥👏💥💥👏💥💥💥👏

NOT MY PRESIDENT💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

— Will Wood, 2016

[fairytink13]

Happy birthday to me 🤭☺️

[yourcozylibrary]

"Time that passes again"

—Im Sol

[fewwordsmanyriddles]

[themasterofalchemy]

I’m on the run again

Burning my fingertips and cutting my hair

This alias will be missed, but I need to flee from here

Jumping fences, I think of the faces

I vow I’ll never see again

False pretenses, depleted promises

I vow I’ll never make again

I see the writing etched on every wall

Echos of words that never should have been said at all

Memories I wish I couldn’t recall;

That takes my sprint and forces me to a crawl

Sirens be damned, I’m getting out of this alive

Not a final stand, just looking to survive