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clairedarlin · 6 months

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i want our souls to be tangled into one another,

my entire being embroidered into yours

“romeo and juliet” by frederick leighhton, 1855

#artwork #romeo and juliet #shakespeare #1850s #frederick leighton #lovers #love poetry #aspiring poet #girlblogging #dark academia #pinterest #art #romance

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strawberrypuffmotherfucker · 9 months

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When Finneas O’Connell said “I lost a friend like keys in a sofa” and when Ocean Vuong said “I miss you more than I remember you” and when Richard Siken said “this is a very old story. There is no other version of this story.” And when Maggie Nelson said “haven’t you learned to keep the loosest possible hold?” And when Hannah Hassler said “I make my ramen the way a friend taught me in eleventh grade…I am a mosaic of everyone I’ve ever loved” and when Stephen Chbosky said “things change. And friends leave. Life doesn’t stop…” and when I said “Last week I left my necklace on a bus in Riverside and I wonder if you’ll find it when I leave you in the place where all the lost things go.”

#the summer before college #i wanna be a kid again #finneas o'connell #ocean vuong #richard siken #maggie nelson #Hannah Hassler #stephen chbosky #aspiring poet

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healingviawords · 6 months

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My goal in life is to be one of those people who are pure light. You see them and you suddenly feel so warm inside and all you want to do is hug them. And they look at you and smile with so much warmth in their eyes that it makes your soul feel like it's screaming with joy. You always want to be close to them because you hope some of their light transfers onto you. Yeah, those are my kind of people.

#positive thoughts #beautiful words #hopecore #aspiring poet #positivity #self love

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somniphobixx · 29 days

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faith

suffering in a bottle

and a local drunk picks his poison

whose scarred and

weary smile, long forgotten

like that of a symphony, of hymns

ode to the memory

of a poor and broken youth

and the righteous and the holy

turn a blind eye, and unlike them

he affords me a kindness

of which i am not worthy

to bear in mind the bareness

of a soul, fresh and new

and the mother says

let them hear the cry

you creature, beautiful

and screaming and

crying and singing the songs

of an abandoned church

and a forsaken christ

abandoning the child

and the childlike innocence

of this world, unto thee

blinded by hate, and

i’ll open a place

sweet child, for you

in the arms of an angel

have faith and do not pray

for no one listens

to the likes of you

immature and ignorant

in the way of kings and fools

you and i will not leave

this place, unscathed

but confused and broken

you creature, poor and unloved

i wonder what kind of god

lets this happen to people like you?

#original poem #poetry #art #my art #aspiring poet #aspiring writer #writers on tumblr #poets on tumblr #writers and poets #writing #aspiring author #literature #reading #prose

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oneiric-somnolence · 7 months

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heyo! i would love to network with aspiring authors, writers, artists, cartoonists, screenwriters, playwrights, even musicians and actors. current or aspiring creatives—hobbyist or professional.

please reply, follow, reblog and make known what your creativity is or whatever to introduce yourself. meet each other as well. if this is in the scope of your blog, please reblog for visibility!

i’d really love to meet you folks!

(for formality and context, hello, i’m romeo. cartoonist and writer. aspiring author of books and comics. working on some projects privately. more delusional hopes for the far future. looking for creative friends and potential creative partners. pleased! 🤝)

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turnyourmentalprisontoamaze · 5 months

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i'm still fucking infected with the cold i caught from you that day

I think that your love infected me with some disease.

I’ve been told I’m terminally unwell.

My symptoms?

I’ve lost control of my vision –

my eyes won’t stop trying to catch yours from across the room

like the cold I caught from you last winter.

I remember the last time your lips

ever touched mine.

I left your house that day thinking you

(and your lips)

were mine,

forgetting of course that

my illness causes delusions of the brain.

How could none of that have been real?

It felt so real. Do delusions always feel so, so real?

When will I get better?

I’m still fucking infected with the cold I caught from you that day.

My frostbite heart hurts so much.

I’m freezing cold.

I keep hoping you’ll come back and warm me up some day.

The doctors told me I am terminally lovesick.

The only cure for it won’t even call me back.

#poem #poetry #aspiring poet #aspiring writer #poems on tumblr #poetry on tumblr #bpd fp #bpd poetry #actually borderline #actually bpd

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nidhibhasin · 5 months

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how do I explain my pain to you?

hold my hand, do you feel it?

squeeze my neck, do you feel it?

the grief pulsing through my veins?

I am just baggage, an unnecessarily heavy one

.

I wonder what the sunset tastes like

what the stars feel like, to touch

on the dark blanket of tonight’s moonless sky

my cold blade on warm skin

thin edges draw thick blood

cold metal on hot metal

.

sometimes it’s vodka

sometimes it’s beer

but somehow, it’s always icecream

I have my mirrors all shrouded in white

there was a death in this house

and now I haunt it

I am a ghost

even oblivion denies me refuge

-Nidhi Bhasin

#writerscreed #poeticstories #twcpoetry #poetryportal #poets on tumblr #poetry on tumblr #aspiring poet #illustrates #grief

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multipassionat · 2 months

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The Coffee of Culture

by n.m.z | i wrote this for a coursera course lol

In a world of hustle and bustle

The coffee shop is a sanctuary

Music blaring, machines whirring

People chatting, coffee stirring

With a scent of goodness

And the warming of our hearts

Even just the ambiance

It’s like a work of art

Coffee is served as fuel

And its culture is sweet

As far as discoveries go

Delightful beverages may be our greatest feat

#poetry #quotes #coffee #life #writing #writing practice #poetry practice #aspiring writer #aspiring poet #aspiring artist #bynmz

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wonderwander4511 · 10 months

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Poori duniya hai mere paas,

Hone ke liye,

Sirf ek tu hai mere paas,

Apna ghar kehne ke liye

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kairos-thehumanpoet · 1 year

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(You Say Goodbye)

you say goodbye

when I'm drinking,

and its good to see you again

when I'm sober.

you're small greetings

have made me realize

the huge impact

alcohol has on me.

i am no longer me

when i am drinking.

you like me better

when i am sober,

but i like me better

when I'm drowning in the bottle.

what to do, what to do...

~kairos 💛

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unpleasantanywhere · 7 months

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and the truth is

even if i gave you another chance

and you did everything

perfectly

it wouldn’t be enough

for the memories i have of you

are far too painful

they play all together in my head

a cacophony of deafening shame

all i can do is heal

and i don’t have room for more shadow work

-this really is the end- k.r. gray

#poetry #prose poem #poetic #poet #prose #aspiring poet #love #heartbreak #healing #heal

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mydeadpoet · 2 years

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A dreamer, dreaming of not having to dream.

Because everything she ever wished for

was already hers.

There would be no need to dream.

#my thoughts #aesthetic #poetry #spoken word #free verse #dark academia #inspiring poetry #vintage #light academia #romantic academia #aspiring poet #art academia #bookworm #chaotic academia #lana del rey #dead poets society #shakespeare #romeo and juliet

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solaris-ecplise · 6 months

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fate has a twisted sense of humor.

you are the one thing that i need more than air.

you could deprive me of oxygen and i’d still use my last breaths to beg for you instead

-solaris

#original poetry #poetry #aspiring poet #missing them #poetblr #poets on tumblr #i love them #i need them

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deepjams4 · 8 months

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National Teachers Day!

#writerscreed #writers corner #poets corner #writers on tumblr #new poets on tumblr #writerscribbles #writers creed #aspiring author #spilled thoughts #spilled poetry #aspiring poet #national teachers day

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somniphobixx · 30 days

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anemoia

on this moonless night

with no stars to guide

my forgotten soul

back to your arms

and to the world

in which i loved and

lost to a memory

that isn’t even mine

and yet so familiar

i breath in but not out

and lost to the wind

is the whisper of

my forsaken soul

and though sorrow

has slipped through

your lips like a secret

finding a bed within

your chest, there grief

is born unto your heart

you mustn’t cry

when they bury me

for i am at home

though this place

i have never known

my unforgiven soul

is waiting at the edge

of a beautiful forest

so vast and wide

an ocean of secrets

that i can never hope to find

and yet a familiarity

so mysterious

washes over me

as i look out into this void

unto that of the unknown

i have come to realize

that i have been here

once before

and that you and i

a pair of sorry lovers

have walked hand in hand

through this forest

have held each other

in each and every lifetime

and beloved, i am sorry

that i had to leave you

in this one, so soon

is the call of fate

that i must answer

please do not forget me

do not forsake me

forgive my wretched soul

and try to understand

why i cannot wait any longer

i have come to realize

that i must now carry

this burden that is living

alone, and i must walk

through this forest,

alone, and i know

that this next life of which

i have yet to experience

that i see so vividly before me

must be my own

#original poem #poem #poetry #poets on tumblr #writing #aspiring writer #aspiring author #aspiring artist #aspiring poet #writers and poets #my art #art

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canarydownthemineblog · 2 months

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Franz Kafka is my spirit animal

#franz kafka #author #poets on tumblr #writers on tumblr #poetic #poem #poetry #writeblr #writing #poems on tumblr #aspiring poet #aspiring author #writers and poets #poems and poetry #aspiring writer #original poem

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