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i-am-a-fan · 6 months

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Part 1 — Part 2 — Here

Epilogue: Growing Pains

Ko-Fi??

Poem under cut

It’s easy

for me to completely change my form.

It’s low commitment

almost a habit to stay in it.

It’s when I have to change my true self, that it stings.

The more drastic the change, the harder it is to maintain.

The longer I hold it, the more tired I get.

But, I see now,

that if you need me to change,

I’ll bear the growing pains.

#lego monkie kid #lmk #my art #monkie kid #lmk mk #lmk sun wukong #lmk monkey king #lmk monkie kid #speck art #I love poems #North called me out when i told her it was a poem #Have the finished product!!#ahhhh

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trulythine · 5 months

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HOPE NOT

#poems on tumblr #poetic #poetry #love #my post #poem #enemies to lovers #tumblr fyp #fypage #fyp #hope #heathers #december #i love poems #i love him #i miss him #thoughts #figment of mind

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fluffyydumplings · 1 year

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The Lost Souls Of Greed

Gold is the sparkle of one’s eye

While dirt is what fills the empty cresses of one’s stomach

One will mine until the earth is sunken and void of anything

And another will scrape away to blossom their yield of spring

The saying comes and goes

You harvest what you grow

You receive what you give

But my dear, the earth isn’t hollow

And you reap what you sow

The gold you desire will come to a halt with the pieces of earth you assault

The blossoms you yearn for will come to an end with the trees that no longer bend

Desire is putting everything and anything as collateral with fate

But it isn’t a house that is in jeopardy

It is much more

It is much less

It is what keeps you breathing

It is anything that makes you happy

It is a single sliver of your favourite book

It is an entire shelf of your mismatched life

For a being that runs too deep into the woods

Is a being with lost limbs

For a being that climbs too far up into the mountains

Is a being with stolen breath

But, oh

What do you call a being who runs with both their eyes closed

Desire guiding them onto a broke cliff edge

A human?

A figment of your imagination?

Both you and I?

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autistic-disabled-poet · 2 months

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Gone In an Instant (tw - death)

“I’m so sorry.” That’s what you hear after a death. Why are you sorry? Does Death loom over, forcing you to apologize?

“Oh no.” That’s what my grandma said. I knew it was Rusty, the old man with Parkinsons and dementia. He was dead.

Death stared at me with a smirk. Right after losing a competition, Death swooped in, taking one of my best friends with him.

“Ivan, come up here!” My grandma called frantically. Pascal, the uromastyx, laid flat in his tank. Dead. I held back my tears.

Death wasn't in the house. After all, he was just a lizard. Death peered through the trees, watching me bury my lizard and loath him.

“Help me! Help me!” My papa cried out from his chair one night. I ran down the stairs, grabbed his morphine. He sat there, oxygen of 78, hands on his knees gasping.

He didn’t die, although he doesn’t deserve to sit in this pain. When he’s gone, our lives won’t really be the same.

Death pops in every now and again, just to say “hello.” Somehow, every single time, he is gone in an instant.

We sit in terror, wondering if he is serious this time. When Death truly comes, his victim will follow, gone forever.

#poem #my writing #my poetry #tw death #i love writing #i love poems #please critique me #my poems #original poem #aspiring poet #writer #writers and poets #writers on tumblr #queer poets #disabled poet

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thenojudgefriend · 6 months

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You plague my mind

my every thought is yours

your long gone

yet your still here

why you?

what made you diffrent?

why was it you that stayed etched into my mind?

One second Your gone

the next minute you come back stronger than ever

we had nothing

but i cant help but think we had something

maybe it's in my imagination

but i felt something

i hope you felt it too

i still feel it to this day

i hope you do to.

a short poem wriiten by moi i hope you enjoy. please comment and repost

#poetry #love quotes #love #unrequited feelings #self accepectance #qoutes #lover girl #i love poems #i love him #i love you

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anonymousshapeshiftingghost · 7 months

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#4

Different than the last three lmao- I don't want to just associate my wacky poems with venting tho- cuz they are genuinely fun to make and help me !!! my imaginary therapist would be so proud.

#poems and poetry #original poem #silly #silly poem #poems on tumblr #poetry #i love poems #making them helps me way more than i thought lol

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misathecommie · 8 months

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and i never want to forget how your voice sounds. and i think im forgetting how your voice sounds. and since we met, all there was in my head was your voice echoing and echoing and echoing. and now all i want is for the 2 years of echoes to all come ringing back at once, and it doesn't and it doesn't and it doesn't and all that i'm left with is the built up cold winters nights' piercing silence that has been buried in my bones for the past 16 years.

the silence hurts. i feel as if i have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. the silence is all there is and nobody's here. i feel like a dead man, except i haven't forgave life yet, i'm not at peace yet.

i long for the soft brown earth below. there is too much to live for, and i'm exhausted. too much to live for, too much to feel, too much to write, and i have no energy. the crushing guilt of the past, the crushing guilt of the future for things i could've done, all come rushing to me in those cold winter nights' piercing silence that echoes and echoes and echoes in my mind. as it always was, always has been. the guilt was always there and i was just distracted with love. now the built up guilt all comes, rushing at once. the silence is gone. all there is is guilt and the grief for all that i could've had. all there is left is love that has nowhere to go; ideas, poems, dreams, passions. they all leave all at once. i finally gave in. i finally gave into your nightmare. and i'm left with the striking silence again. i have forgiven life now, and i'm at peace. and the silence is comforting, instead of crushing me with every thought i ever had, now, it takes away every thought i ever will have, and i find solace in the silence.

#i just wanna be free from my thoughts lol #i genuinely feel good and at peace with life for the past couple months yet i still get the crushing waves of depression every once #in a while and i just thought about writing this #i know it's terrible god i hope no one sees this #poetry makes me feel better #i love poems

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spookykestrel · 9 months

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1, 3, and 6 for the poems :3c

HI TY - I feel like I should clarify these are in no specific order just when i found them

Guidebooks for the Dead by Cynthia Cruz

I don't really have a specific reasongin for this poem I just love this author and the way she puts words together

3. The Two-Headed Calf by Laura Gilpin (cw animal death)

Ok this poem is sooooo popular but it hits every time. Having worked with animals and livestock and seen the beauty and fragility of life it just feels so important to me. There's so much I could say about this but I'll stop by just saying that Laura gets it

6. The world is about to end and my grandparents are in love - kara Jackson

YAYYY this is literally like...my favroite poem. the way she describes her grandparent's relationship their dedication to each other the warmth of their love ??? the fear of the world ending and never having a chance to live a llife of love facing a doomed world head on??? the strength of it all to carry on past the end of the wolrd to keep them safe forever ??? plus the WORDs agh i love love love this poem its so good i ve read it a million times

that fourth stanza is absolutely my favroite thing ever

#tY FOR THE ASK #I LOVE POEMS #kestrel calls #asks #undescribed #mutuals <3

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jeffscvmsock · 10 months

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When i die, leave my body in the woods for the wolves to find. Leave my body to be sniffed af and torn apart by the jaws of those canines. When i die, run my funeral and then cremate my body. Compost me miles underground but please do not allow my body to be used after death. For even after my spirit leaves, i shall still fear the teeth and hands of males.

#i love poems #poemsbyme #poems and quotes #poems on tumblr #sad poem #sa awareness #rapeawareness

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marylikesflowers · 1 year

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you rip my heart out of my chest and let it beat in your hand. you pour life into my soul and bring kindness to my eyes

#poetry #poets on tumblr #i love poems

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xxgoblin-dumplingxx · 2 years

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Listen.

I am. UPSET.

I had a whole literary thing in my badman!Jason drabbles and no one caught it that I know of.