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trustonlystars · 1 year

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I am drawing the curtains now, seated at the throne and my crown is well-settled. I unveil emotions that are raw, and sometimes uncomfortable. I swim through oceans of pain and watch people at the shore extend their arms that would never reach me.

Amidst the roaring noise, how do I whisper that the waves have accepted me? The shore in my sight seems to be drifting away but I am no longer afraid of drowning. In my dreams I have learned that no depths of drowning will really kill me. There's a warm home inside these deep waters now. I have learned how to be okay with others not being okay with me.

There is no end I can see, there is always a direction to turn to, but for a heartbeat it seems frivolous. And I hope you understand this too, that you can't be living your life without loving yourself.

- trustonlystars | Jannie F

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rubberizer92 · 7 months

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🌟 "Tantalizing Tron" Unveils the Top 12: Let's Dive into Poetry with Farid! 🌟

Gentlemen of OBEY Season 8, the excitement is reaching new heights as we introduce you to our captivating Top 12! These remarkable men are ready to electrify the stage with their unique charm and talents. 🏆💥

As always, your votes on Instagram, Instagram Stories, and Tumblr will play a pivotal role in shaping the journey of our contestants. Make your voice heard! 🗳️📱

Now, let's immerse ourselves in the world of poetry with Farid, representing the land of Pakistan 🇵🇰. Farid is not just a contestant; he's a wordsmith, a poet who weaves emotions and dreams into verses that touch the soul.

Imagine Farid crafting verses under moonlit skies, inspired by the rich tapestry of Pakistan's culture and landscapes. His ability to evoke feelings through poetry mirrors the depth and passion that define OBEY.

As we embark on this poetic journey with Farid, remember that your votes have the power to transform words into art. Join us in celebrating this eloquent poet and his quest for victory! 📜🖋️

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qamarul-islam · 9 months

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Tomb of Hafiz 📝

🌍 Exploring the enchanting aura of Hafiz Tomb, where words come alive! 📜✨ Immerse yourself in the world of timeless poetry and rich history. #HafizTombAdventures #PoetryPassion #WanderingWords #TravelWithPurpose #CulturalJourney #SoulfulExploration #GlobalPoetryTrail #HeritageWanderlust #InspirationalWanderings #EternalVerses #TravelingThroughTime #HafizLegacy #RoamingAndRhyming…

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#architecture #famous #hafiztomb #history #poet

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fruitfulodyssey · 2 years

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Could it be more?

I wonder if you've

Hidden yourself

From me..

Your thoughts

Expressing deep

Intensity of the unknown

Resting inside you.

Yet you stutter

With comfort

Unable to utter

The words you

Desperately need.

You find relief

In your limitation

Fearing words

Will belittle the fire

Felt inside

Burning as a forest fire

Unchecked.

Desiring to

Set me a blaze,

You believed I'd

Ignore the pain

Of lighters.

I asked if you

Had something to say

You looked at me,

& in your eyes resided

A deep reservoir.

You said "the love

I feel for you

I've discovered is

bottomless, you'd

Either drown in

my ocean of affection,

Or become ashes

Learning how to love me.

Either way you'd be

Purified & find

You and I were bound

Before time, but you'd

Have to be willing to fall"

The reservoir remain

Unbothered, no sign

Of ripple or reduction in level,

Although intense

She held back waiting

For my vessel

To understand

I too am a reservoir

When she pours

I pour & it becomes

An infinite cycle.

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cozycoffinzzz · 2 years

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Mercy

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the-sunflower-poetess · 2 years

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“I am a Queen.” 👑

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dblxelpornsluttnlovinmann · 3 years

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QNVRmind me you see ifinally found freetyme 2b feelfree me who likes 2b deep nd diirty full of filthy intellektual sexually purposely 2see you feind 2jus touch tha klit the tip plus how it twiches jus from you hearing finger fukk it while we discuss why you deserve 2see believe nd have a pov on your life that gives you sekurity strength from openmind talks as we mutually masterbate gifting you wit tha hate that aches from listening me nd well equally talkin truths 2me which ends wit Ogasmn of spasmn eyes loosing kontrol as your thighs let loose of its grip bekuz edging bodii2bodii n2 bodii&mind is where Nivana's Sublime had 2kids equally their own but twins from within where tha essence nd energy begin which happen when fone konvo had khemistry plus bomfortable flow souls stroll roll speedup nd go slow as 1effortlessly sexually soul enlightenment of xxnx porn hubbin form of friends fone sluttin becummin that feeling from nunthyn DBL nuttin bustin from where rose grows from konkrete thru snow shows why feel from your child pure soul without waiver or doubt wit 10toes 10ft deepdown wit1 addiktion tha sound of musikk is nvr missin my earbuddies is how ikan wit feet pounded nd grounded then properly pussy pounding it sooo my head kan b n tha klouds 40ft deep bekuz my feet whether by me my angel or lukk my feet keep me grounded nd 2steps ahead is my head seein scenes from a pov of most advanced advantage point nd truth b let loose is bekuz letting go nd kontrol where nd wat your voyuage is even when swells 2&20ft get delt with tha same fixit from tha same toolkit gifted 2me as kidd as my per kap or slush fund kinda sumthyn bekuz enuff bukks showed me why 2cents ain't tha move that's wat you save 2nvr need 2use bekuz you move nd do wat ppl thynk is wrong without sense till it fakts hit wit rakks in on nd wit stakks Makin Legit Bigg Bukks fukk shannii tha g.o.v. loyalty 4FAM nd myhaters get my sukk adikk after it was n an ass shyts bekuz that's tha atm money shot giving nd gifting why I walk with peace nd love instead of hostile let's bleed nd b evil humans funnii how then 2everyday me as tha new mann igetta see 20/20 hindesites reason behind why I walk better blind allowing my eyes 2look bakk 2rewind gaining everykind of idgaf bekuz sametyme ppl sidelined talkin bout how mynirvana is from tha shyt nd Sublime is only n my mind but wat real life n realtyme shynes from a shy humble nd kind mold but when tha light shows it's light nd gives those who chose 2listen nd b fluid n BivBompTikk Komprehension bekuz that nd those are tha why 16inches past my fingertips nd those n I love n my life lives are wat gives mylifes it's why ppl get thrown nd 1st empressions istepp full opposite from giving good impressions 4most testings bekuz exceptions 2ALL RULES ISPEAK b4 1st meet equal 2when you see a books kover tells you if theres a vibe from jump or a negative gut bump but like life that is me nd tha book written as me is like vanilla sky or that movie that you HAVETA WATCH TWICE jus bekuz sooo your eyes kan see wats happening nd wat happens is you getta feel ct true that reading my story is like life slow marathon pace 2see enjoy nd

#dirty story #just posted the uncensored version #dirty secrets #spilled poetry #POETRYPASSION

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prasannawrites · 3 years

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mahout

with an elephant’s hunger, i yearn for the light that snooze soundly in your dark of your eyes, wanting to rouse them from sleep with bated breath and whimpers of a ghost language that only our eyes know how to speak.

#poetry #love #love poem #poets of tumblr #poetrypassion #poetryplanet #spilled ink #excerpts from my heart #writerscreed #poeticstories #poetryclub13 #new poets society #thepoetscorner #mahout #my writing #prasannawrites

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blondnblue-22 · 3 years

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Dexterity, anonymity Full-exposure blotto Came on a mission Missionary going commando Free-falling, fee-balling Opium addicts on the hook Junkies on ice - love has a price Ten Commandment Mercury Mercurial, existential Rise to the challenge of Your potential Deaf jams, blind plans (The) Strawberry (blonde) Prince Finds his way into jams #poetryworld #poesie #blondnblue22 #blondnblue #poetrydaily #poemsofig #poemsporn_ #igpoems #instapoems #poetryofinsta #poetryaddict #poetrylover #poetrywriter #poetrypassion #poetryinstagram #poetryteatime #poetrylife #poetryhive #poetrymonth #poetrypage #poetrywriting #poetrytribe #poemsforthesoul #poemsforher #poemsforhim #poemsforyou #poeteyforlife #poetryandprose #poetryandart #poetryandpearls (at Harlem) https://www.instagram.com/p/CT47u57pspd/?utm_medium=tumblr

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trustonlystars · 2 years

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To everyone who's lost a parent,

I think as time passes by you start overlooking your grief. You start comparing your life and strengths with others. You forget the emotional turmoil you have been through and start being harsh on yourself for petty things. It's okay to not do that, it's only right for you to need your parents and grieve their loss even if it's been a while. And just because it's been a while since your loss, it doesn't mean your battles are not difficult, it doesn't fill the void, it doesn't make it any easier, you just learn to grow around it. And there are some days when you really wish you could go back home and talk your heart out to them, rant, complain, have silly arguments, and go shopping with them over weekends. Most days you only want simple things, very simple things, but you end up doing it yourself. But you disregard the courage it takes to do that. Just because it's been a while since you've grown courageous it does mean you stop appreciating it. It's okay to take up space and feel proud for all the things you do by yourself, you are worth being celebrated.

- trustonlystars | Jannie F

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lost-ends-found · 4 years

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original thinking

is sleeping within

a comatose keeper

withholding a grin

somewhere behind

the walls of your thought

cleverly stashed

in the pearls that you've caught

and one day from nowhere

it does make a scene

surprising your wits

and sweeping them clean

you marvel and smile

at its potent potential

and know that all naysayers

are inconsequential

cuz you see its fruition

is just beyond time

but you know it is coming

in prose or in rhyme

and it's all up to you

to capture its scent

describe it in detail

then render it spent

and watch as it morphs

into something believed

as its energy leaves you

completely relieved

.

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fruitfulodyssey · 2 years

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This distance

between you & I

run for miles.

I'd run those miles

To be an image

Burnt into your eyes.

I'd escape my

Wasteland

Vacant of you

Vacant of fruit.

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angelauniversalsky · 3 years

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Poetry has saved me so many times! Just cranking out word after word of emotions as tears spilled from my eyes onto my cheeks to the floor where I couldn't stop sobbing. As if the whole world were on my shoulders. Ya, feel me? Like this never-ending defeat or need to change those who will never understand true power is in love, compassion, tolerance acceptance, and our ability to adapt. ♥🌈✌AKC©12/29/20#poetrycommunityofig #poetrypassion #michiganauthor #michigangirl #michiganpoets #Readunknownauthors #readindie #readthis #Readrealwriters #readwriteunite #readpoetryeverydamnday #thisismetrying #believeinyourself #keepmotivating #passionateartist #poetrypassions #poeticoutlaws #aimhigh #Cadillacmichigan #traversecitymichigan #wordsaremysuperpower https://www.instagram.com/p/CJXzH4kBoyk/?igshid=1wwvhnpp3agf5

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cozycoffinzzz · 2 years

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the Worst Part

The worst

Part is you're alive.

Pulsing throat,

And a nauseous belly.

The price to wake up

On a Monday, or whenever

You’re hit in a week,

Is heartaches, disappointments.

There is no way to get to Friday

Without them. I'm sorry. We all are.

But forget these feelings,

Enough to allow space for others.

Enough so as not to experience

Anguish for the first time on Sunday.

You will take all of it—

Pain and joy and the in-between

—Tomorrow. So take an umbrella.

When you ask yourself, “Why stay here, where

I lose and grieve?”, remember that most things

Come back in different forms,

And there are reasons we are beautiful,

And worth falling in love with.

You have the right to be here.

Stay—and watch the clouds pass

Again, and again.

You belong.

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frangwilde · 5 years

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KALEIDOSCOPE Broken people know there's no healing but only the awareness of being broken. Nevertheless they can live in spite of. Broken people keep their balance on the edge of a chasm. One wrong step it's enough to reach the bottom. Broken people are good climbers. They have no certainties, nothing to cling to. They can crawl, fly, do somersaults and be back standing again without saying a word. Broken people never learned how to love, they simply loved too much. This is their curse. But there’s an artistic aspect of my being broken. There’s a place where I hid all the scattered pieces of me that I randomly collected. If you reach that place and let your light filter through those pieces, I can take all the shapes and the colors that your mind can conceive. . . Artwork by @yossikotlerart . #PoetryCollection #poetrynation #poetryisart #poetryartistsunite #poetrypassion #poetry_addicts #poeticjustice #writingcommunity #writingcommunity #writerscreed #artcollective #artlove #painters #hues #brokenpeople https://www.instagram.com/p/B2KBjmEFUHl/?igshid=1cc0frmney1p

#poetrycollection #poetrynation #poetryisart #poetryartistsunite #poetrypassion #poetry_addicts #poeticjustice #writingcommunity #writerscreed #artcollective #artlove #painters #hues #brokenpeople

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i-suck-at-sarcasm · 6 years

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my little monster…

i keep her in a cage

press the food through

the bars

read her stories of love,

of monsters who’ve

escaped

& maybe-

maybe i am testing fate

when i leave

going to work each morning

she sits staring at empty

white walls

on the outside

shaking

yelling obscenities

crying in the silence

as

i cannot

& preparing for the moment

when the chain keeping

the iron closed

has been rattled

just enough

her teeth shattering

the chains

and all of the sudden

the monster

is at large

leaving reason behind

just wanting its own

story

-how many more stories til I break

hemly

@lexiklecksi

#poetryclub13 #poetrypassion #prompt:monsters #poems #blotchedpoems #behindbars #passionslockedaway #feelings

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