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osodaisy · 10 days

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Geography . . #geography #mountains #river #moon #poem #poetsofinstagram #instagrampoetry #poems #poemsofinstagram #instapoetry #writer #writersofinstagram #poetrylovers #write #read #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryisnotdead #poetryofinstagram #poetryporn #poetryofig #poetrygram #poetrysociety #poetrylovers #poetrycommunityofinstagram #poetryisart #poetrylover #PoetryOfTheDay #poetrybyme #poetrylife #poetrydaily

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cats-depression-diary · 11 months

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She deserves the world

You say she deserves the world,In my opinion she deserves a better place not this cruel world full of hate

She deserves the sun cause she's the only one that's nearly as hot as she is

She deserves the moon cause he's the only one that's nearly so pretty mysterious

But I hope she's more than just a moon phase in my life

I hope she doesn't just go like the sun to the other side when it's night in my heart

I hope she stays

I hope she stays like my love

Forever

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pennedbyvaishdas · 7 months

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Even when my body simply let gravity win over my will, my hope-brimming eyes had run the reels of you, the ones where you and I walked past each other, a surprise bloomed in your face as my face wore it like make-up. As I wished for, this version of us slowly let ourselves feel how it should have felt. Not like the present me, getting all the honest feelings covered, putting on a show, regretting as soon as the curtain falls.

How often do you put some effort into thinking about me? Does it ever cross your mind? That, when I keep trying to connect, the failure sounds like your voice asking me just to forget you.

-Vaishdas

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laynverona · 1 year

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bite mine instead (Jan 2023 L.V)

share with me the warmth you hide

the shameful and embarrassing kind

I want to see it all

all the times you bite your tongue,

bite mine instead

and reveal your blood-ridden secrets

use my pupils as your mirror

pour your soul out

and watch it dribble over my protruding ribs

let me hold your head close

and warm you with my body

as we entangle our hearts and flesh

#poetrybyme #writing

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necronomixcvnt · 10 months

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I never do this but

In a couple days, my best friend will have been dead for an entire year. He passed away via overdose and I wrote a poem about it. PLEASE BE KIND AND ALWAYS CARRY NARCAN. save a life.

"A Shade Of Blue 4 You"

-Lindsey Tyler

What the fuck was I supposed to do? While you lay on the floor turning 50 different shades of fucking blue? It's been an entire year and I still don't know what you knew. 3 months passed and everyone said "he's good" No one ever checked on you like they should. Oh what I would do for you if I could! We thought we were invincible NO ONE COULD GET US! So we ran and ran and got hit by that opioid bus, everything exploded and we were swallowed by the mouth of God, we thought. The teeth were so sharp and it ripped you apart, I got away with only a bruise but you were left inflamed, maimed and overused. This was the death of difference between me and you.

#if you like this and want more poem heart or reblog #thank you #poetrybyme #ripKB

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mysticsparklewings · 2 years

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Inktober 2022 Day 10: Crabby 🦀

I had my doubts about this prompt when I saw it on the list, but I’m actually NOT at all “crabby” about the results. 😆

More about the art & my process here: https://www.deviantart.com/mysticsparklewings/art/Inktober-2022-Day-10-Crabby-932631716

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hopefulmessyandsweet · 11 months

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burning house

what does it feel like to grow up in a house that is burning?

a house that was full of anger

and a house that tried to kill you?

you learn to anchor yourself

in a house where fire is around you

all the time

you learn to cry your way through the fire

extinguish it one flame at a time

you learn that survival is a primal thing

survival isn’t like the movies

where you are fighting and screaming

and winning physical battles with swords and

shields

survival is quiet

it looks like putting one foot after the other

it looks like letting someone you love hold you

it looks like promising yourself all you have to focus on is getting through the day

survival looks a lot like acceptance

acceptance that this is where you are right now

acceptance that this is not all that it will be

you learn that maybe your bad day won’t be fixed overnight

and that it might take years and decades but

you will eventually figure things out

it looks like screaming, yelling and crying into your pillow

because your boyfriend loves you in a way that

you wish you received when you grew up

it is in realising that all you needed

was love and tenderness all along

it feels like never wanting to end up like your caregivers

it feels like wanting to break the cycles that have been in your birth family for eons

it feels like growing up and realising that life isn’t full of pain and suffering

that i have time

that i always had time to grow, change and become a beautiful person

it looks like hope

it looks like love

what does it feel like to grow up in a house that is always burning?

it feels like learning that you don’t need to keep getting burnt

healing

#generational curses #parental abuse #poetrybook #poetrybyme

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boop-poems · 2 years

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Home

Back home, everyone knows my name

I walk down the street and we all say hello

It's a quiet community

Small, simple and slow

I could do what I want

I was financially free

Money wasn’t an object

I had no responsibility

It's mostly green and full of creation

Sounds of tractors and smells of horse

My dogs run free

But life there takes a dead-end course

So, I moved away to step forward in life

To a labyrinth of a town

Where no one knows me

And it hits me that I’m no longer a child in a playground

The sounds just traffic

Every dog is on its lead

There's no nice view from my window

And everywhere smells like weed

Most buildings are beautiful

I’m growing into myself

I’m broke but confident

A different kind of wealth

There’s pros and cons

In both places I call home

No one knows my name here

But that doesn’t mean I’m alone

I’ve fallen in and out of love

I’ve made many friends

Coming here was right for me

But who knows where I’ll be when this chapter ends

#Poetry #my poetry #my poem #poetrybyme #original poem #home #nostalgia #moving away

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thepoetryslut · 1 year

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Dancing

Their walls started a movement.

Back then We didn’t move [packed closets of colorful costumes for tomorrow night] From confined spaces We coveted freedom

They moved.

Glass crashing a counterculture the unnatural erosion of stone walls- of bile and false prophets. Nightsticks of hatred and disgust Bruising our precious hope

Now we move-

We dance at clubs in life and in death- we move with our Pulse and the times, and on the right side of history.

Freedom is Expensive. A constant toll: - in looks - in hushed tones - in forced visibility But for those 49 dead Freedom cost everything.

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basickiley · 1 year

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i get a strange feeling

that if i wanted to

i could start pulling

clouds out of pupils

and touching hearts

with the tip of a flame —

Loving in a way that shows

you warmth without

getting burned while seeing

that the truth is only scary

when you have hid from it

for so long

-k.m.

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m0ving0n · 2 years

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we've made love countless times

so tenderly, under the oak trees, under the sky

with birds singing to us

and deers greeting our naked bodies covered in leafs

you take care of me

you heal me with your light

you've seen me bleed,

wiped my tears as i weep countless times

you hold me

listen as i mourn mornings that came before you

when the sunrise used to hurt me

i'm confused how could it be

now that you are here, i finally enjoy being, breathing,

seeing your wonderful face looking at me

even when i feel the coldest, you find warmth behind

these walls i used to protect my heart

it keeps on beating

louder and louder since you've decided to stay beside

me like it wasn't even a choice - you insist to, even

when i try to push you away my attempts seem

merely weak to you

you know me better, sometimes better than i do

sometimes i have to take a second look when i wake

up and see you next to me

are you real?

has my imagination finally caught up the best of me

cursed me to live in my illusions

no

you must be real

you are finally here, like i always hoped you'd be

looking at your brown eyes with tints of green

i know this is where i belong finally

after what seemed forever has now dawned upon me

i am with my lover of this life

i am with my lover of past life

i am with my lover of future life

and i'd never choose anyone else

than you through this infinity.

- MM, 2.9.2022

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osodaisy · 1 month

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Delilah's Song . . #love #intimacy #connection #eyes #poem #poetsofinstagram #instagrampoetry #poems #poemsofinstagram #instapoetry #writer #writersofinstagram #poetrylovers #write #read #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryisnotdead #poetryofinstagram #poetryporn #poetryofig #poetrygram #poetrysociety #poetrylovers #poetrycommunityofinstagram #poetryisart #poetrylover #PoetryOfTheDay #poetrybyme #poetrylife #poetrydaily

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bylershipper · 11 months

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I miss him, I miss him so much. His warm embrace was home to me, it was the ray of sunlight in my freezing winter and now that it's been taken away from me, all I feel is pain. The kind of pain you feel when it gets too cold. I want my warmth back. I want him back for I can't survive without him. With the lack of his light I'm afraid, I'll freeze.

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pennedbyvaishdas · 11 months

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I wish for your love to wipe off my doubts at the dusk and wait for your wish to find me beside you every dawn.

Among the stars when the night scares, within some lies when hope drops and between the lines when love just blooms.

Daring enough to say out loud, growing sturdier with age and deeper than the roots for future folks to speak.

I wish you wait for the day for us to sit in silence hearing us breath and find some peace.

-vaishdas

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asaini-28 · 1 year

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"If only Shakespeare knew..."- A.S. #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetrysociety #poetrycorner #poetryhive #poetry_addicts #poetrybyme #poetryisnotdead #poetrygram #poetrydaily #poetryflow #poetrypage https://www.instagram.com/p/CmAEZJkO3nR/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#poetry #poetrycommunity #poetrysociety #poetrycorner #poetryhive #poetry_addicts #poetrybyme #poetryisnotdead #poetrygram #poetrydaily #poetryflow #poetrypage

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patinainsurance · 1 year

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