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#poems about feelings
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Grab My Hand
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Torn from the same cloth,
Suffering in silence.
Where I learned to scream,
You learned the hushed tones.
Where I learned anger,
You learned to swallow it.
Where I am numb,
You are beginning to feel.
Meeting you felt like
Spilling watercolor all over me.
Bleeding hues
I've never experienced.
Fears,
And the way I've always screamed-
But never for somebody,
Never the way I long to,
For you.
You've been strong.
A flower coiled against storms
That would've wiped the land.
Let me shed light
Upon the sins you've sat with,
Let me set the garden on fire.
I'll unearth you with care,
Carry you to safety.
Leaving the thick smoke of once burning flames
That you put out with your laughter,
Like rain.
I know how to fight,
I've fought plenty.
Let me fight for you.
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lovergirlpoems · 1 year
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• Constellations •
@lovergirlpoems
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asphodelpoetry · 6 months
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the person i could have been lays in ruins,
my childhood it’s home,
and i know life would have it no other way
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ohwaitwhatdamn · 4 months
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Two Very Different Conversations About Love
I had two people tell me two different things about love today.
My neighbor's wife passed away recently. He told me to be wise when thinking about the people I loved. He told me to forgive everyone I can. I smiled slyly and said as much as I can.
My mother asked me if it were possible to be in love with two people at the same time. Can people be in love and remain friends? Even if they are with someone else? She asked me while I was folding laundry.
The complexity of human emotions.
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ourburningbridges · 1 year
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Life’s Beauty Marks
learning to love and embrace your ACNE beauty marks. nature is gorgeous.
i love my blemishes,
a new scar everyday.
my flesh is alive
and that’s okay.
they’re only beauty marks,
graced on the space
on my back, up my shoulders
and on my face.
i love to be alive,
with skin that breathes.
the strength in my guts
puts me at ease.
they’re only natural,
you’re human just like me.
don’t let the vigor on my vessel
be all you see.
-I.F.L 🫁
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wordvomitpoetry · 4 months
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i breathe breathe in through my nose hold it for a little while i breathe out through my mouth my head tilted back face to the sky except the sky is not in sight the sight is nothing but a ceiling a ceiling in a room filled with smoke and sounds the breath that could have been so beautiful so perfect it could have been just right but it’s nothing but a chase for the high the breathing through the nose just to get it inside the holding of the breath the breathing through the mouth my head tilted back all just to keep it inside to keep the courage, the pleasure, the bliss, the powder the powder is the point the point is the powder
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I'm right where you left me
Still calling your name
It's just like the movies
I weep in the rain
I'm right where you left me
Hoping for closure
Hugging my elbows
I wish you were closer
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honeyednotes · 8 months
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As You Wish
I think I fell in love with you the first time you quoted the Princess Bride to me
we had known each other less than an hour but I could not help it
I have never felt such immediate closeness with someone as when they bring the lines of my favourite movie off of the screen
as if I am being swaddled by a blanket woven from words so familiar to my ears that I think I will know buttercup long after I have forgotten my own name
and suddenly my world became a little brighter, as if you are a small yellow flower nestled beneath my chin in the sunshine
perhaps the ache in my back is merely phantom limb, my body remembering before we were twain by jealous gods, forced to roam searching
I like to think we have met before, in our past lives we held each other as we do now, different eyes gazing upon different faces, leading different lives, but our love was the same
sweet and gentle, like falling maple leaves dancing together in the autumn sun
your soul feels so familiar to me, like you are what I have been missing, like the last piece of my puzzle: my picture was whole before, but now it is perfect
by Brie Thomson
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nilouave · 8 months
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enchanted by the vivacious attempts to undermine the complexity of your darker side, she immersed her surfeited soul into your self-fought battle; against your shadow’s tide.
streams of rigid self-doubt pour from the weakened seams, as she observed everything appears as not what was first seen. – reality never wholehearted nor ever believed.
pleading and despondent - her misty gaze stares, longing to feel the warm glimmer; the capacity to care. illuminated by the fear of time, clinging onto each moment as she waits for aurora skies, to end the somber hymns of missed calls and cries.
she searches for beginnings and what they mean, to ask a question of value - to be truly alive or stuck awake in a dream? his words so wintry, and her words, a scream, always treading waters rougher than they seem.
lukewarm security has a place to stay, it resides in all the words he only knows how to say. fragment our illusions - there's only myself to blame, it's the only way my mind makes circumstances to stay. and it never matters what the truth resolves, because you can break my heart and i still believe it is always my fault.
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coffeexxcigarettes · 1 month
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Flambe
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Go on and worship me.
I'll let the flames
Ignite and swallow me whole.
I'll burn from the inside,
With a smile,
Watch me take control.
Try not to be surprised,
When you see how fast I change.
You think you know all about fire,
But I burn hotter in the rain.
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onefiftyeightam · 7 months
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i have shaped myself up to be so full of love.
but i also inherited the body
that's so filled up with rage.
i tried to be as gentle as i could while.
bearing all these bottled up hate.
so, i loved as much as i could.
and locked in the anger tight.
i loved as much as i could.
without breaking my own spine.
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asphodelpoetry · 12 days
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i look to the stars
wildly hope they’ll glow green,
with my childhood clasped in their light—
time, the only one i’ll curse,
myself, the only one i’ll miss
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sandywayne07 · 8 months
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20somethinggirlieboy · 2 months
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Some people say that building a relationship with someone is like baking a cake. You won't just put it in the oven and eat it right away; it takes time to bake. Some people say it's like planting seeds in the ground; it takes time until the seeds turn into a flower. Personally, I agree. But I can't shake this feeling that I am baking a cake just for me to eat. Myself, only. My cake is inside the oven, and I can't do anything else while waiting. I am watching it, but it doesn't seem to be growing or taking shape; did I put enough baking powder? I should let it bake in peace, but I'm anxious.
Shared moments creep into my mind; I can't stop thinking about that night we shared our deep feelings. That night, I felt deeply connected to you. Was it all by myself? Did you feel the same?
The waiting will kill me, I fear. But I'll keep trying; I've made my decision. I'll wait for your love as if it's a cake in the oven. I planted a seed in you; can't you feel it? You planted in me too; I feel it deeply in my soul.
If I ever say that I’m in love with you, would you take it? Would you accept me? Would you celebrate it, or would you just tolerate?
Please don't let this cake get moldy. I worked hard to do it.
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wordvomitpoetry · 4 months
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you are heedless to the fact that i live, so why do you need to ensure that i remain alive?
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This golden peace hangs over us, and I,
Almost breathless in my desire for stillness,
Want nothing more than to lean into you
Frozen in this perfect amber silence
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