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ginadope · 1 day

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My stomach is full Full of things to say, still Tongues are useless Not worth the burn

A dance for two, fire and fire Its sweet allure Leaves a bitter taste Crushing my fingers, one by one Bound by dread Why build a sandcastle Why use bones

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heartofmuse · 2 months

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Why do I miss you when I shouldn't? What have you done to my soul that I think of you like this? Have you enchanted me without me knowing? Was it your soulful eyes or perhaps that melancholic smile? I'm drawn to you and I can't explain it. Do you think of me too and that's what I am feeling?

e.v.e.

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dg-fragments · 9 months

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I write to you, of you, not because our souls are intertwined, neither because you're mine or I'm yours, but because I do not know of any other audience, for these thoughts, in the form of mere words, for this fragmented existence, which reveals through the cracks of past experiences, to lose itself in the captivating beauty, that is yourself.

- DG

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quaintobsessions · 4 months

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The Shape of Things to Come

I swear I’m not staring at her name. It’s only the cast of each letter, the grace, re-entry for my memories carved in clay, all else erased.

That night instead of chasing stray Northern Lights above stone walls of an old water tower, instead of heading back along dark water, singing

through blue air I’d breathed for too many seasons, I arrived at a wheel and a kiln. I swear I’m not staring at her face. It’s just

the effect of her making and unmaking, it’s just her intense concentration. Now that I’m right here, I can’t think of anything else.

I’m only staring at her hands, I swear. Only her hands.

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jinniebit · 7 months

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Ꮪꮶꮓ х Ꮪꮋꭺꭰꮻꮃꮋꮜɴꭲꭼꭱꮪ

⦡ Lee Know x Warlock

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persephoneshellhounds · 1 year

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Will I ever possess the softness I pretend to have?

— Fray Narte

Gif from: Stealing Beauty (1996) // Dir. Bernardo Bertolucci

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creatingnikki · 3 months

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as a hopeless romantic and with the heart of a poet you may think that it's inevitable to get over it — this heartbreak, this pain. if someone mattered to you this much, if everything with them meant so much, then how can you go on living without them? but there's nothing commendable about yearning for a love years later that could never manifest into something healthy, long term, and mutual in your life. unrequited love? one sided love? the one that got away? an almost lover? yeah at someone you gotta have to stop romanticizing that. you don't want material for shayari. what you want is to eventually move on and meet someone else and have a fulfilling and meaningful life because that's what is commendable. that's what is beautiful and that's what is poetic. a life well lived. a life well loved. not being hung up on one person or the idea of that person. the way our brains are wired is that you cannot really keep drowning in the memory of someone for over a year. if you decide to move on and let go at some point and go out there and meet other people, you will find someone who will make your heart smile again and whose jokes you will find funny and who will make you want to risk getting hurt again. it's honestly inevitable. so don't let them lie to you. don't let them make you believe that you have to live, if you are a romantic, if you have truly loved, as someone who never moves on. that doesn't make your love for that person any grander. it only makes your life less meaningful and more miserable. sadness can become a habit especially when it's sadness in love, or rather sadness in the lack of love. you can fall in love with that kind of sadness. you can glorify it. you can get so attached to it that you'd rather keep it than attempt at happiness in love again. don't be that person. love and let go and love yet again. the poetry is in that.

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sparkandashes · 2 months

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You've become so accustomed to yourself that sometimes you forget your own worth. Days blend into each other, making everything seem ordinary – from your appearance to the way you express yourself and understand the world. But it's those moments when someone reminds you of your uniqueness – your beauty, your kindness, your intelligence – that truly warm your heart. Hearing these affirmations from others helps you see the beauty in yourself. However, not everyone sees you the way you do. Some may not appreciate your light, and instead, they may cast shadows of envy or doubt. It's easy to get caught up in comparing yourself to others, but remember, you're on your own journey. Take a moment to reflect on the little things that make you special. Your presence in this world is more meaningful than you realize – it's like discovering magic in the ordinary. -Sparkandashes

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dreamingdreamin · 2 months

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Brown eyes that mirror thoughts; eyes that round up when intriqued, eyes that close to almost a slit when playful, eyes that sparkle with mischief even before the words come out of her mouth.

I play along when she has a joke in mind, she doesn't know her eyes are giving it all away. The way her lips curl up and the way her nose crinkles, the way her voice carries her intent- light and full of laughter. She doesn't know i've spent years learning her and can read her through and through.

Here she comes, those coffee powder eyes with twinkling lights beneath it. Here she comes and starts with "Hey have you heard. . ?" Here she comes and there's happiness in my blood, it's going all around.

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slowfalter · 4 months

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Rain falls hard through the ceiling

———

Soon you’ll be living

In the house right next to mine

And when I borrow a cup of sugar

You’ll say you love me for all time

Your cats will be cautiously fond of me

Like a father

I’ll feed them all the fish I catch

Soon I’ll be learning fishing

Soon I’ll be self sufficient

I’m knitting my own crossbow

And pickling my own poetry

And whittling my own company

So some day I can live in a cabin in the trees

But I will never do it

I know you like the finer things in life

Like electricity

And running water

And I like the finer things in life

Like you and me

Together

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ginadope · 22 days

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whispering

The white butterflies, those Heart-shaped sweets And my daughter - the one my body betrayed - her precious hands The moment's creatures, all Strands in my braid

I do remember dreams My hair does sometimes Cover my face, and yet Space can only follow time One way, not another So who am I to Keep looking behind

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heartofmuse · 5 months

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Love is many things but it is also an agreement where both parties state their needs, their expectations, their limits. Both must be honest with each other and themselves, and go in with eyes wide open. Things must be talked out loud, and not assumed. Hurts must not be allowed to fester and anything that bothers or upsets you must be brought out to the light even if it is difficult. Communication must always remain open and vibrant for change is inevitable and these conversations must be had constantly. If there comes a time you cannot come to an understanding then please part before bitterness and hurt take over and obliterate every good memory from both of your hearts. Love is an agreement, a pact, a promise, something that must be held in reverence and honored by those involved.

e.v.e.

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dg-fragments · 6 months

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Take me home, will you, for I've been out here lost, more than I wanted, longer than I anticipated, and lonelier than I imagined.

- DG

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quaintobsessions · 3 months

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Burning Hour

It must be the music that touches this hiraeth hollow

sweet and bitter below my ribs;

I cannot for the life of me think why else as I roll an old ink press over layers of cloth and clay

I remember exactly when you were lost at sea

and I began surviving differently.

It must be the music

because outside the sky still reflects uncanny ice blue

there is pink in the cloud sailing across steadfast

the moon is almost gold

and you’re no longer seeing any of it

through my eyes

that I know of, dear heart.

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jinniebit · 7 months

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Ꮪꮶꮓ х Ꮪꮋꭺꭰꮻꮃꮋꮜɴꭲꭼꭱꮪ

⦡ Seungmin x Werewolf

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trustonlystars · 9 months

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We are out in the lands of magic, there is nothing you cannot be. Walk around the soft grass and write stories about the lakes, use your wings that have remained hidden for so long, and fly away to heights that cannot weigh you down. You are meant for musings, you are meant to be kissed like a photograph found after ages. You deserve slow dances, you deserve smiles, you deserve to be heard and felt. You deserve to be like a music album where the lyrics are nothing but snippets from your life. You deserve to live your dreams, the same dreams that keep you going. You are a dream, please be around dreamers.

-trustonlystars | Jannie F

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