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vulpinesaint · 11 months ago
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what they don't tell you is that writing poems can be so. difficult. when you're doing it for a purpose and not just to write a poem.
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koszmarnybudyn · 1 year ago
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There are two wolves inside but one of them is just a little boy who wants to love and be loved.
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ginadope · 2 days ago
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neverenders/*******
Closer and braver Ungrateful there lingers A shadow in the dark - can we still find each other In the light?
I will not put the pen down - there is blood on his cheek - I will cover my eyes Try and call me, journey Road never to be understood I caught a drop of that timeless paint It can not stay blinded to the art
It is love - mine and yours - that is a Neverender That creatures of the moment fear
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devilsadvcate · 7 months ago
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I don't want to hope that I'll be understood anymore. I want to be so potent that knowing me is unavoidable.
an original by me
^_^
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lookninjas · 5 months ago
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2369.
twelve hours later to finally do what I'd wanted all along and lounge on the bed with the cat with the breeze of the fan and the soothing piano music and the purr sounds there in the distance
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rustbeltjessie · 5 months ago
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Listen/purchase: Jessie Lynn McMains - Ode to Awesome by Various Artists
The kind of kiss that melts your kneecaps is awesome! Opening a new box of paints is awesome! James Williamson’s guitar riff in The Stooges’ “Search and Destroy” is awesome! Red lipstick, green tea with honey on a rainy day, the secret glow of nightjars—awesome!
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divination1330 · 6 days ago
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What Makes a Monster
I wander full halls and open rooms stacked with people who care.
Who say they care,
Who do not know the difference between those two things,
And I lie.
I say I’m okay, I act like I’m okay, I bite my tongue and forget my younger years and forget some more all along with my name,
I wonder how long until they notice-
Untold secrets that are etched and beholden in my skin,
Lies that feel like the truth from both sides of the line,
Marking my skin into something awesome.
Sometimes sublime.
A monster, this time,
Every time,
All the time, for some.
They can’t see with my eyes-
Why can’t you see with my eyes?
The divine has been described as blinding for some.
But I try to see, I thought I could see, why am I blind?
Why do I believe you when you say I am blind?
Why do I believe you when you say I am a monster?
Why do I believe
Most importantly…why do I believe in you.
When you make me blind,
Take away what is divine,
Leave me broken on the floor in the white death of the night, devoid of color and bathed in it twice,
A baptism at the end of the denial of time, stripped of what has always been mine,
You made a monster.
Most importantly…I feared it
When this time, all this time, I should have woken up,
And screamed what is mine,
And called the monster what it was.
You…this time.
Every time.
All the time, for some.
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chashmenaaz · 10 months ago
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Us aangan ka chand
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Sham samay ek unchi sidhiyon wale ghar ke aangan mein chand ko utre dekha hum ne, chand bhi kaisa? pura chand insha ji in chahne wali dekhne wali ankhon ne mulkon mulkon, shahron shahron, kaisa kaisa dekha chand har ek chand ki apni dhaj thi har ek chand ka apna roop lekin aisa raushan raushan, hansta batein karta chand? dard ke tees tu uth’ti thi, par itni bhi bharpur kabhi? aaj se pehle kab utra tha dil mein itna gahra chand! hum ne to kismat ke dar se jab paye andhyare paye ye bhi chand ka sapna hoga, kaisa chand, kahan ka chand?
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insha ji duniya walon mein be sathi, be dost rahe jaise taron ke jhurmut mein tanha chand, akela chand Unka daman is daulat se khali ka khali hi raha warna the dunya mein kitne chandi chand aur sona chand jag ke charon koot mein ghuma, sailani hairan hua is basti ke is kuche ke is aangan mein aisa chand? ankhon mein bhi chitwan mein bhi chand hi chand chamakte hain chand hi tika, chand hi jhumar, chehra chand aur matha chand Ek ye chand nagar ka basi jis se dur raha sanjog warna is duniya mein sab ne chaha chand aur paya chand
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ambar ne dharti par phenki nur ke chheent udas udas aaj ki shab to andhi shab thi, aaj kidhar se nikla chand! insha ji ye aur nagar hai, is basti ki reet yahi sab ki apni apni ankhein, sab ka apna apna chand! apne sapne ke matle par jo chamka wo chand hua jis ne mann ke andhyare mein aan kiya uj’yari chand chanchal muskati-muskati gori ka mukhda mahtab Pathjhad ke peDon mein at’ka pila sa ek patta chand dukh ka dariya sukh ka sagar uske dam se dekh liye hum ko apne sath hi lekar Duba aur ubhra chand
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jhuki jhuki palkon ke niche namnaki ka naam na tha ye kanta jo hamein chubha hai kash tujhe bhi chubhta chand raushnion ki pili kirchein, purab pacchhim phail gain tune kis shay ke dhoke mein patthar pe de patka chand hum ne to donon ko dekha, donon hi bedard kaThor dharti wala, ambar wala, pahla chand aur duja chand chand kisi ka ho nahi sakta, chand kisi ka hota hai? chand ke khatir zid nahi karte ae mere achchhe insha chand
Ibn e Insha
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abnormalpsychology · 6 days ago
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thrilling sequel to my poll from back in January
#I wish I was kidding about the eulogy one. I really wish I was#decisions decisions. who to chose#the people I actually like…?? or the people who like me?#these are so stupid I love making them.#bbge polls#bbge.text#more info on each#bc I want to yap abt em#1 - PLEASE return my calls… this girl was so kind and gentlemanly and we had suchhhh awesome chemistry#she goes to an Ivy League so it could be she’s just hella busy w work not ghosting me#I hope it’s that I really liked her :’)#2 - I actually did ask him out. kinda indirectly . and casually. too casually bc now neither of us have brought it up again#he makes me so happy to be around 😭 it makes me kinda emotional#he’s just like… sHOCKING and endearing and never the same#I love him unfortunately no matter what. as a human#3 - SAME FOR HERRRR OMG :( my beloved.#no one has ever been kinder to me maybe.#‘British’ is a downside here bc that means v long distance and . also bc I thought it would be funny to count as a point against her lol#we met during the summer and I miss being around her every day#4 - OKAY. we TOTALLY have chemistry and NOO ONE has acknowledged it. but it’s THERE every time we talk.#and I’ve never really had that w somebody before in this way idk 🫥#I accidentally referred to her as my ‘partner’ when our party members were teamed up together to do something and it was probably FINE but#it sounded so romantic I got embarrassed asf#she can probably tell I like her I don’t think I’m slick 😭😭#and I feel like she might like me too? or we just get along real well I’m not sure#bc we get along like. REALLY well#5 - I stare at her all the time… she is stunning. she writes great poems. soft spoken in this incrediblyyyyy endearing way#I worked up the courage to talk to her n get her number for WEEKS!!!! and then. nothing lol#6 - he’s a great conversationalist… and I know he’s single….. but he also likes Quentin Tarantino like. abnormal amounts idk#shit . I’m out of tags. for the rest uhhh use ur imagination bye :)
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graciethespeyeral · 7 months ago
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Looking at my friends, with the same adoration one would gaze up at a starry sky
Hoping I could admire their shine for a long long time.
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emophia · 2 months ago
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i pine, not for her embrace
but to feel her breath leave my mouth 
to recieve words spoken to her
feel her digits as i rub my hands
my lust is not entagled with another
i lust for a life i was not given
is this unnatural?
is this a noxious want?
what more could i think when my lungs fill with heavy ceramic
contagious porcelain skin with rugged decals
reflection no longer recognizable
is my need for the realness of another selfish?
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devilsadvcate · 3 months ago
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a poem inspired by my wonderful friends:
 ─゚*。:゚+ヽ【*´∀`】人【´∀`*】ノ+゚*。:゚─
“I am in the company of lovers.
Soft, painted hands that cling so angrily to love because they know it has been taken from them before.
My friends love to the fullest extent of the word, and trust that I am taking notes.”
-c
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lo-fag · 3 months ago
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lesbian sex poem on my mothers workplace fridge by me
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trashcanplant · 4 months ago
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I love that everybody knows somebody who’s achieved some success (both flesh style and online style) like look at my moots, they’ve done some baller shit in the WH fandom and on their own. Now look at this one friend I know flesh style, she’s literally got the voice of a pop star and is accumulating a small following in our town because she’s working her ass off to be singer? It’s so cool, just remember to put your stuff in perspective because woohoo you’re awesome. Yea!
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supernova3space · 7 months ago
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The Sun vs My Star
The sun saw me
And they cursed
They scoffed, spat
And they shot down their hurt
To that, I laughed
And to that, I declared
You know not, flaming fool,
The worth of the darkness I possess
Of solitude and secrets and safety combined
Of sweet stolen seconds
And soft touches shared
Sunlight, burn and die, I do not care
The sun shines in vain,
Futile, I have no use for it
For, even without its radiance
I see who you are, baby
My love transcends vision
All human sense and mortal passion
The sun's light is useless to me,
I do not need it to see you as you are, honey
So...yeah, I had very fruity vibes while writing this.
Maybe don't read the tags?
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vulpinesaint · 7 months ago
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i love to get to spring every year and be so excited to have a wonderful time in a lovely season and then immediately collapse into the worst mental health crisis of my life since the previous spring
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