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words-at-night · 6 months
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fromdarzaitoleeza · 1 year
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You can suffer nostalgia in the presence of beloved if you glimpse a future where beloved is no more
{Quotes: Balance varela /I Loved You Before I Was Born Li-Young Lee /jhon grisham/Geoffrey hill /A poem for a moment with you by Eisha Tandon/emery allen /anais nin/Can't Help Falling in Love Song by Elvis Presley/Milan Kundera, Identity}
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poetry-universes · 1 year
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I was homeless, until I found you.
Now,
My safe place lies in your heart,
My faith lies in your eyes,
My hope lies in your smile,
My strength lies in your love,
My world is you.
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that-poet-nextdoor · 3 months
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Home
I want nothing but peace,
A lovely simple life,
Somewhere I can go to,
And leave all this strife.
I want a cottage,
With a dog, and a cat,
I would grow old, my heart filled with love,
"Welcome" on my mat.
There would be a crimson window seat,
I would sit, and I would write,
I would watch sparrows in the day,
And the stars at night.
It would be so beautiful,
This place I'd call my own,
Always holding a place in my heart,
A place I made for home.
- Sylene
Hii! Hope you like this one, it made me feel really warm inside,I was stuck between calling it dream or home. Anyway, I hope you liked this, please don't steal, and please give a note or two, it really helps with motivation <3
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sullenload · 19 days
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i love you. i love you and the way your mouth curls up when you won’t admit i’m funny. you hate smiling with all of your teeth, but when i see it, my body melts into the shape of waking up next to you on a sunny morning.
you kept me afloat and didn't even let me know you were drowning. it still hurts knowing how well you hid it but i guess it’s too late now.
what do i do with this? what do i do with this emptiness that has an underlying scent of your clothes?
my ribs crack every time i pass you and take in that loving scent. one that feels like holding me when i’m at my worst.
i’m sorry. i’m sorry you had to feel like you were at the bottom of the ladder, having to feel like you need to help everyone else up and by the time it’s your turn, you’re already back on the ground trying to catch your breath.
i’m sorry you didn’t feel like i could be there for you. and maybe that’s my fault.
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cosmicbirch8 · 1 month
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daydream-in-color · 1 year
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I’ve spent twenty-four years wearing a face crafted by the ridicule of others.
How was I to know that the face I carved for their sake was slowly draining my soul away?
— lifelong masking
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waggingtongue · 8 months
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you forgive your government
then take it out on me…
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marineashnalikyan · 2 years
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Pg 11 of The Moon Taught Me 🌙
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eefrostpoetry · 1 year
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since i have no true home can i stay with you this night forever
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putah-creek · 1 year
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My choice, if I have one, is to live like rain, bringing life, covering the earth, covering everything.
-james lee jobe
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words-at-night · 6 months
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fromdarzaitoleeza · 8 months
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poetry-universes · 1 year
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When a poet falls in love with you,
Your essence becomes something new,
They notice the way you move and sigh,
And capture your spirit with each try.
They see the way you rub your palms,
And how you never lose your calm.
The way you smirk after a kiss,
And how you dance, pure bliss.
They find words to describe your soul,
And turn them into something whole.
In every word and every verse,
They'll make sure your spirit never disperses.
They'll marvel at how you handle books,
Never creasing pages, taking extra looks,
And they'll capture the way you close your eyes,
When dancing in the mood, as music flies.
Every word they see in you,
Transformed into something beautiful and true,
With every verse, they bring you to life,
Their words immortalize, free from strife.
People say we die twice, it's true,
First when we breathe our last breath through,
And then when our names are said no more,
Fading away into memories of lore.
But if you fall in love with a poet,
They'll weave you into every sonnet,
Mentioning your name, again and again,
Ensuring that you live on, forever unbroken.
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that-poet-nextdoor · 2 months
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Goodbye
I'm sorry that I never say goodbye,
That I always turn and run,
I do it because it terrifies me,
That I might be more than just fun.
And I worry that you care,
That you like me at all,
Because I can't handle that,
So I will throw up a wall.
And I know it's rude,
And will make things worse,
But I can never speak,
Unless I rehearse.
I am my downfall,
A self fulfilling prophecy,
I expect you to go,
So i'm not surprised when you leave me.
- Sylene
This is a poem about finding it difficult to say goodbye, not unlike my last poem, 'three words', which is about finding it hard to say you love people. Please don't steal, and if you enjoyed this, please give a note or two, it really helps with motivation <3
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desert-beauty · 10 months
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“We’ll it’s not like you have a choice,” I said
“You always have a choice babe,” he said
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