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lunyr-lluvio11 · 5 months
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18.
I woke up at around 2am today.
All to a song that reminded me of you.
Playing in the background of this dark room.
The sun had not shine yet,
But you were the first person that came to my mind.
You've been the first thought in my head for two months, with every day that went by.
I missed the exchanged letters,
And I missed the subtle stares.
I missed the way you'd pass by me,
And seeing you tie up your hair.
My heart was so full of you,
I didn't even know there was a little left of me in it.
My heart was so full of you,
It made it's way into my soul.
I never forgot the way your smile lit up my days,
Like how I never forgot how today is your birthday.
I ache to fill the void of silence between us.
With words of greetings,
With blown out candles.
It's bitter-sweet to feel you stand beside me,
But it's so sweet to see you regularly.
I yearn for you near,
I want you close.
Please talk to me,
It's you I need the most.
I wanted to be better for you.
I was ready for the changes I was going to make.
Could you talk to me for a moment?
Let me know of all of my mistakes?
Words are lingering in my throat,
But my tongue is tied up.
So my eyes spoke for me,
But did you get the message?
I hope you enjoyed your birthday.
I hope you enjoyed eating your cake.
I hope you had fun,
I hope you're doing okay.
You deserve all the love and all the attention, even if it wasn't your special day.
I was never meant to be your 18th rose, but that's okay.
Because I still love you. So I truly hope you had a Happy Birthday.
With all the love I could never send to you,
With all the words I could never say,
With all of the paper rings, the letters, the poems, the songs my hands could ever make,
With all the late night conversations I still yearn for,
With all the glances you stole from me,
And with all the quick stares I still make towards you.
Happy 18th birthday. I am still deeply, desperately, madly, and hopelessly, stunned by you as a person.
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author-wiss-auguste · 2 years
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I know a tree 🌳 . . . #resilience #beunique #poetryforher #herheartpoetry #poetryaboutresilience #standingout (at New York City, N.Y.) https://www.instagram.com/p/CghNS9hOWmn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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He knew
He knew , But he left for his BBQ , He knew he knew he knew , I was hurt that day , I was ruined , No return , No concern , No reverse , And even though he knew , He already had a back up, Some woman he was about to hook up, Whilst laying next to me , His rebound is now his new found, They’re happily engaged and soon to have a babe, I just wish it didn’t take so long to…
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Our newest house addition is @annemariwellswriter and we are so excited to have her join us! Anne Marie Wells (she | they) is an award-winning queer poet, playwright, and storyteller navigating the world with a chronic illness. She is a faculty member of the Community Literature Initiative, Strategic Partnership Fellow for The Poetry Lab, and Nonprofit manager for The Adroit Journal. She has received support from Capital Storytelling, the Wyoming Arts Council, and Brooklyn Poets. She was the 2021 Crow House Press Poetry Contest winner and earned the 2021 Peter K Hixson award in poetry. She was a finalist for the 2022 Emma Howell Rising Poet Award and winner of the inaugural Wanderlust Travel Book contest. She was a 2021 Wyoming Woman of Influence nominee in the arts category for amplifying the voices of the LGBTQ and disabled communities through her writing. Her poetry and prose has appeared in Ninth Letter, Platform Review, The Round Magazine, Brain Mill Press, and others. She writes to add to our shared sense of humanity, hopefully creating a more empathetic, more peaceful, and more loving world. We can't wait to introduce you to Anne Marie's incredible poetry collection in 2023! . . . #poet #poetrybook #poetry #poetryforthesoul #comfortpoetry #griefpoetry #lifestory #journey #healingpoetry #poetscorner #bymepoetry #poetryforher #poetryforhim #queerpoet #indiepoet #indiewriter #indiebook #bookdeal #bookrelease #bookish https://www.instagram.com/p/ChzWmZ4OBIr/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Excerpt from my poem “The Muse” #poetryforher #poetrynetwork #poetryaesthetic #poetrylovers #poetry #poetrycommunity #poems #poemquotes #naturephotography #explorepage #poetrybooth #explore #healing #healingquotes #love #lovequotes #muse #instapoetry #instapoetrycommunity #rumination (at Harding Icefield) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChZfC3nOW_u/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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sincerelymkay · 1 year
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Smile on the days that it hurts the most; show them they didn’t get the best of you.
Sincerely,
MKay
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sumareddysblog · 1 year
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Happy Women's Day
She’s a woman, a human, a person whose existence is most important in everyone’s life. On this special day, let’s celebrate and embrace her presence. “Happy Women’s day” to all the loveliest women out there who read me. Loves and Bows to you all for who/how the way you are. Let your life be as beautiful as the universal colours. She's a pearl out of every struggleShe's a flower out of each…
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stfusanidhya · 2 years
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5 months back..
Terrace garden, sunset daydream
Where we had our first ice cream
I fell in love with her
3 months back…
She was with her loved one’s there
Oblivious to the one back here
My Answer to the question’ who it will be?’
Suddenly became’ she’
Sun came up , night passed away
Taking away the ‘star’ along the way
For every tear she cried
I wouldn’t lie
I died a little bit inside …
I was in love with her…
Few months back..
Feelings which were meant to be suppressed ,
Only inflamed
‘ i don’t trust you 100%’ she claimed
Every word that she spoke clenched my heart,
‘I don’t feel like talking to you’ tore it Apart.
Heart turned cold as hard as stone
But… i was still in love with her
Few days back
Parting our ways didn’t helped
What i feel she also felt
‘Yes , i like you stoopid’.. she said
And i was in love with her..
And now
It’s 5:10 am, and here i am
Rejoicing over her voice
Every morning waking her up at 5
Feels like paradise
And here i sit … still in love with her
6 months from now
We’ll bid our farewell
In my memories she’ll dwell
I’ll move away to her hometown
And she , to somewhere else
And i will still love her
3 years from now
I’ll be on the battleground
Putting day in day out, sweating everything out.
Forging out that dream
Still be missing out first ice cream
Yes I’ll miss her ,in my imagination I’ll kiss her
And i will still love her…
5 years from now
Dreams turns into reality
handwork and prayers pays off
And my life have some clarity
The world wants me for what i have achieved, and that alot wish,
But.. she’s still the one I’ll miss
And i will still love her
60 years from now
Eternity has passed
Mortals cannot last
Living a life i longed for
Thanking god that i got a chance for
On my deathbed the last thing that i wish
Is to get one last kiss
Hold her hand and disappear in the blue
…then also… i will still love her
I love her ..my jewel
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wordsthatresonate · 3 years
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Introducing Matthias Helvar
I was made to hate you
with everything in me
I was made to hate you
without consideration
without deliberation
without mercy
hate became my teacher, hate became my mother
hate became my purpose, hate became my lover
I was ready to let it consume me
I was ready to let it become me
but even when
my muscles became steel
they couldn't warm me
my heart became stone
it couldn't serve me
was it really hate? Or was it fear instead?
was I afraid if I didn't hate you enough
I'd end up dead?
because when you matched my glare, stood toe to toe and looked into my eyes
and proved you were everything I have ever known to despise
I couldn't do it
it wasn't me
my hands around your throat didn't put me at ease
I knew the very act of considering mercy was treason
and yet how could I not
when you were just someone
I was taught to hate without any reason?
your hand in mine warmed me more than any fire ever did
your smile comforted me more than that hatred ever did
I was taught you were unnatural, you weren't meant to exist
that you deserved nothing more than the steel of my blade and the weight of my fist
but if that is true
then I'm as unnatural as you
and I love, I love, I love you
I'll love you
with my last breath
I was made to protect you, and I will, even in death
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yamspoken · 2 years
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Love Bites
I'm tired of the low.
Sleepless nights,
Daydreams,
And overthinking.
Cigarettes -- my problem solver.
A buzzed head with the fear of dying.
Take it all away from me if you must;
I just want to this all to be numb.
- A.Y.
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bobbyreyes20 · 3 years
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Running
I spend my time wandering in the the woods that you planted upon my smile 
You tend to shine through the leaves upon my chest 
It is said we run to things that give us comfort and if its a run then I must be sprinting because 
Im quick to find you
-An original poem by Roberto Reyes
aka bobby
follow me on instagram @bobbyreyes20 & on Twitter @bobbyreyes20 
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claudiuswrites-blog · 4 years
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For in each day left to us I promise an eternal bliss... ~ claudius..❤️ ( @claudiuswrites ) .. Don't mind the hashtags.. .. #lovequotes #lovepoem #lovenotes #poetrylovers #poemslam #poetscorner #poetsonig #poetsofig #poemsforher #poetryslam #poetryislife #poetrysociety #poetrysocietry #poetrycommunityofinstagram #forher #poetryislife #poetryisnotdead #poetryforher #writersociety #thoughtsoflove #globalagepoetry #goddess #globalpoetcult https://www.instagram.com/p/B4WZNJUjofS/?igshid=1f88le6zqb7xc
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vivre-voyage · 5 years
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I took a photo of a coffee cup/ bought seven in a Sunday market and hoped/someone I love could come/ home so I could/ make all this new coffee I bought as well.  My bones are twisting into/ faces I can't recognize/ the lamps pondering at their reflection/ I fear they have caught feelings/ limbs learning how to ache. 
in the sharp breath of the night/ the same cup of coffee siphoning into anxiety/ life without you feels like I’m missing out ( a phantom limb) /time leering at the stop-sign waiting to dash across/ living inside out/ the pastry crumbles in the box on the train. Dismembers. 
into a drunken man apologetic for his apologeticness/ in your absence, I cry less and fear more/ in your absence I struggle to leap but in your absence I know I have to unearth to find the joy again.
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angelauniversalsky · 2 years
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I'm looking forward to my 2nd signing in Cadillac, Michigan. It's my hometown where it all began. My first experience with poetry was in middle school & I kept writing. ❤✌🌈-AKC #poetryforher #poetryforall #poetryloverscommunity #cadillacmichigan #lakecitymichigan #tustinmichigan #youdeservetobeyou #lovefriendship #piecesofthepast #shattered #vividimagery #vunerability #voiceofpoets #vunerabilityisstrength #supportlocalbusiness #supportlocalbookstores #supportlocalauthors #rebel #Rebelslovepoetry #realrawrelevant #diversewriters #hearmyvoice #connectwithreaders #poetrymonth2022 #braveisbeautiful #hometownsigning #spillpoetry #Thisisme (at Cadillac, Michigan) https://www.instagram.com/p/CcmVDbSgvYr/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Excerpt from my poem, I am Healthy. Here I am in search of poetry and photos! #healthy #healthylifestyle #healing #healingjourney #lovelife #photography #poetry #cancersucks #braintumorsurvivorstories #instagood #instapoet #instapoetry #fun #poetrylovers #naturelovers #poem #poetryforthesoul #poetryforhealing #2022goals https://www.instagram.com/p/ChsLJr5OUjg/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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sincerelymkay · 1 year
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It’s okay to never let go, to hang on by the last thread of remembrance in hopes that, that memory never dies. It’s okay to never let go, for the thought of the past is what pushes your future.
Sincerely,
MKay
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