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shesaried · 10 months
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God gotta know he might have peaked when he made you.
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waywardhollowdaughter · 5 months
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i’ve decided that icarus was just a silly guy, giddy with joy at being being free from imprisonment, and that he loved the sun and the sun loved him too. so this is a poem from the sun to him.
(alternatively: i have been listening to “sunlight” and “i, carrion” by hozier too much.)
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aslisjournal · 9 months
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Excerpt from, “On a Summer Night” Asli Hersi
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maxwelldpoetry · 10 months
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I find comfort in the night. The rest of the world slows down, and my mind follows suit. The peaceful silence washes over my surroundings, soothing my weary soul. The minutes that go by are mine alone, and what I do with them is between me and the Moon.
— maxwelldpoetry
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theluciddragonfly · 23 days
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Born to be a lover but I’m a master at detachment.
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jasminesuntrell · 6 days
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No More Fucking Butterflies (19/30)
I have decided the next man I meet who makes me nervous is getting blocked, walked away from- I'll run if I have to. No conversation, no glances, no more whirlwind romances, I'm not giving chances. I'm through.
Who the hell decided butterflies in the tummy was something to romanticize in the first place? For me, I think it's my body trying to tell me to get as far as I can from this demonic creature who will only cause me harm but I kept thinking it's a good thing if his presence can make me stumble over words.
Hell no.
Neutrality is the way to go. The man you're mostly unaware of until he gives you good reasons to be. The one who doesn’t prey on the unbalanced chemical reaction that happens when you lay eyes on him.
And maybe the love story won't be the stuff of an indie romance film but it will be stable and real. It won't give you more material from which to heal. It will provide you with bliss more enduring than the intoxications of fleeting butterflies.
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theereina · 2 months
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If I start writing again, I don't want to just hold on to it this time. I want to publish it. Whether that's an actual book or poetry. I want the world to experience my love through words. Words that mean the most to me.
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poetdreamerfool · 1 year
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2023 - 4 - one
something in me changes at night. perhaps it knows for certain that all the best adventures happen after bed time. it feels like you opened time like a zipper-- where everything sucks but all is well. all is well. one step and slide: the swollen knee boogie; still I glide over the carpet like its water; the red light of the alarm clock blinks out into the void like a light house-- I crash upon my bed like waves upon rocks-- I hold my pillow up to my ear and I hear african poems, drums of war; made up stories under neon lights laughter, car doors shutting, and crying in the dark. crying sounds different in the dark all alone-- it feels more true. crying feels more real when it's a secret.
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urfavnegronerd · 9 months
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i be that pretty motherfucker
✨masterlist + resources✨
requests are open readers are black coded
im not 18 yet so i will not be writing smut, yall can wait thank u
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fics
☆ dreaming of you- selena (miles morales)
☆ agape- nicholas brittel (miles g morales x reader)
☆ boxer boy, p2 , p3
☆ right there- alina baraz (miles g x reader)
☆ ex-factor- lauryn hill (hobie brown x reader)
☆ i'm old fashioned- ileane woods (pavitr prabahakar x reader)
☆ nothing even matters- lauryn hill + d'angelo (miles g x reader)
☆ stars in the sky- phora + jhene aiko (miles g x reader)
☆ honey- kehlani (margo kess x reader)
sister advice
☆ shaving
☆ washing white clothes
☆ oral hygiene
poetry
☆ nothing tastes as good as skinny feels... except
☆ just friends
coming soon
☆ mourning doves- jhene aiko
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I cried
I cried today and it was amazing I cried my pain away I cried my fears away I cried my nightmares away I cried my anxiety away I cried cause I’m living today I cried cause I something to cry about today I cried cause I felt like crying today I lost someone great today I cried cause the lifestyle changes I cried cause I’m proud of who I am I cried today ©️
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observantnotions · 22 days
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A Spoken Word piece I created sometime last week🖤🎤
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shesaried · 10 months
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Call me sometimes <3
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“the feminist’s first adversary is also her first love: her father.”
“Often father and daughter look down on mother (woman) together. They exchange meaningful glances when she misses a point. They agree that she is not bright as they are, cannot reason as they do. This collusion does not save the daughter from the mother's fate.” - bonnie burstow
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aslisjournal · 7 months
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“I’m no longer ashamed of my process. Gone are the days of hiding the unkempt parts of my reality. I am present, declaring, ‘this is me, this is where I am’”
Asli Hersi
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maxwelldpoetry · 11 months
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@maxwelldpoetry
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jamietukpahwriting · 1 year
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the wild blue loneliness of autumn devastates me
lost in leaves an ocean of decay I feel myself drift away
maybe an ember will yet remain dim and dying still
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Autumn 10/27/22 by Jamie Tukpah
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