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putah-creek · 1 year
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When I die, let me sleep in the rain that falls on the trees, in the rain that falls on the ocean. Let me sleep easy in the wetness that brings life to the earth.
james lee jobe
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fraiserire · 2 years
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“I miss you.”
“I’m right here.”
You’d say, as if you’re not staring right through me. As if I’m not here begging and screaming at you to let me in, just let me in. Why won’t you let me in? I can see your pain, your anger. I can feel it. You’re hurting the ones you love most because of that anger, the grief you feel so deeply, like a bullet straight through the heart. I know you’re staring at the hole it left behind trying to figure it where it all went so wrong. I wonder where it all went wrong as well, and if you let me in I can show a way to patch that void in your heart.
“I miss you.”
“I’m right here.”
No, you’re not. Not unless you let someone in.
- A. Nicole. M
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edwardastormwrites · 1 year
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ryanth3sailor · 2 years
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Day one into September. Woke up with tired eyes and a messed up soul. Drank the coffee straight from the pot and wished that I had slept a little earlier. Took the train to work and reluctantly met an old face aboard. It started with a glance, followed by a smile and few moments later, we were talking about mysteries, mistakes and more. In all of the schmooze, I was least expecting this to be the once in an infinite moment when someone said things that could traverse through the darkest part of the mind, and set ablaze the long lost memories; as if they had been in existence all the time, but never caught the eye. He began telling me how much he loved the game of football and the way things have changed in the last couple of decades. It might even be possible that some of the renowned players of this generation shall be playing their last World Cup which is happening at the end of this year. He added that he remembers watching the last edition of the tournament with his father. The story took a turn when he said that, he lost his father that very year and he has tried moving on from the scenario as well. He doesn't miss his face or his touch but his voice, that echoes around him sometimes. That's the part he's going to carry with him in the days to come as well. It's like, he could give up on himself just to listen to him talking one more time. The entirety of this conversation was immensely different from any other that I've ever had in my entire life. It pierced my head and made me think about it the entire day. So, while returning back from work, I couldn't hold this to myself, and ended up writing about it. My words are simple and put down straight. The voices echo every time I open my eyes to reality. The places, the connections, the feelings and emotions, everything has woven out a story from it. And most importantly, I miss the people, who till a few weeks back were there right next to me. All my stars in the night sky, wherever you are, you're remembered. You're loved and missed every moment. #indiapictures #onlyinbengal #shotoniphone #thelonenotebook #writersclub #spilledink #engravedinink #poetscity #ilovewriting #untwineme #ryanth3sailor (at Kolkata) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ch-J0KPJ-6A/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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poetmanish · 2 years
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When in crisis a part us mutters “its not fair” or “I got a raw deal”. But maybe if we look deeper we may find something more. How is this crisis in my service? — Poem from the book Midnight Journey of a Seed: Pathways to Resilience In the Face of a Pandemic https://amzn.in/1OqOFDf #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #apoeticview #poeticlibrary #societyofpoetry #poetsglobe #poetscity #poetryisnotdead #poetsandpoetryy #writer #writerscity #writersofinstagram #dailyquotes #writingcommunity #lovepoetry #igpoets #poetconnection #poemsnproses #dailyquotes #mentalhealthawareness #resilience #dailypractices #dailyinspiration #poetry #art #goodreads #readstagram #readersofinstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/CellTYCrn31/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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nicolebpoetry · 1 year
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when i feel, i feel 
instagram: @nicoleandthemoon
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the-sound-ofrain · 1 year
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STRANGER -
Staring at the clean wall from my bed,
I'm trying to draw your dirt on ever single face sitting inside this cube,
Walls wants to be filthy,
Brick wants to be felt,
Sand wants to be aligned.
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There's you a known stranger,
who still don't find yourself between my verses,
who still read it like another newspaper article,
who still don't know that I worship Poetries and it's you, whom I idealized to write one,
who still can't find me between your palm lines,
who still don't wait after school to walk together in the rain after everyone's gone,
who still don't know that I leave my face undaunted to be fixed by your fingers,
who still can't guess that leave my tie bizarre to be positioned by you,
whom I still keep writing,
whom I still keep outlining,
whom I still Love besides the flaws.
I always question myself.
Am I happy ?
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Then you sing my name and I feel like I'm flawed.
- apollo
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paulrkohn · 1 year
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Pieces... I don’t need anyone to save me.  There are too many sunsets I am yet to see, need to see, must see.  But someone cheering me on would help.  Someone holding my hand in love instead of judgement would be nice.   Because isn’t that what we all want? To be loved for who we are and what we are and all that we are, always?  The waves and sea remind me that even when its rough,  I am here to be me and make a difference to those who need to see they’re not alone   as I share the relentless things that have happened to me, that they took from me.   The peace and quiet broken by voices; some familiar, some I can’t place,  calling out the mundane as they go about their day, treating those they encounter   with contempt instead of care, with judgment instead of love.  And I pray that they will be quiet so that I can focus, listen,   only hear the one voice I need to hear in peace.  But this place I find myself in is peaceless cos there are so many pieces,  and I will not rest until I am whole again.   . . Thank you for reading my words. I hope they help and heal you as much as they do, me. . Image: Canva . #Poetry #Poet #Poem #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #poetrylovers #poetslife #lostinthought #Reflection . #packpoetry #bymepoetry #bymepoetryaus #untwineme #untwinemeaustralia #discoverywriters #silverleafpoetry #writersflare #poetsongram #globalagepoetry #poets_area #societyofpoetry #poetsgalaxy #poetscity #edgysquirrelpoetry #worldofpoetry #streetwritersofficial #poetrywarriors #cooeepoetry #ifnotforpoetry #poeticreveries_ https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn3mfyHJsWU/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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bookstoshare4you · 1 year
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#poetscity #flowersarrangement #poetsglobe #quotesjowo #poetsandwriters #quoteskekinian #flowersturk #quotesberkelas #quotestag #quotesfreefire #quotesoflife #watercolorflowers
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lantai-kampoeng · 1 year
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As tought as it go throught it, just remember that you'll only come out with more inner strength, resilency, and profound personal growth • • • • Lots of love, @gina2quotes • • like • save • share • • • • • • • • _________________________________________ #poetry #quotes #poem #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #writing #quoteoftheday #writerscommunity #gina2quotes #writers #words #bleedingsoulpoetry #bymepoetry #poetsanonymousink #silverleafpoetry #mode_poetry #streetwritersofficial #spilledink #untwineme #poetsandpoetryy #poetscity #poetsgrid #poets_area #herheartpoetry #canadianpoetry #globalagepoetry #poetstribe #writersflare #purpleheartpoetry (di Brownsville) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cl8HIgNSLvI/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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thefrenchphantom · 2 years
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28.09.22 ...nothing's fair, life is an acting game... #poetry #shortpoetry #silverleafpoetry #instapoetry #poetryofinstagram #poetryofig #igpoetry #poemsofinstagram #igpoems #poems #writersofig #poets #instapoets #poetsofig #poetsofinstagram #spilledink #poetryisnotdead #longlivepoetry #packpoetry #poetsarc #mentalhealth #writer #poetrypunch #poetryrise #risinglightpoetry #poetscommunity #writersville #poetscity #words #deltawords https://www.instagram.com/p/CjEXKv-KY7Q/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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putah-creek · 1 year
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The instructions said to plant the seed in moist soil and then worship whatever grows there. The wind whispered to me as I turned the soil.
james lee jobe
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fraiserire · 2 years
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I’m still chasing kindness and tenderness like a child.
It’s still slipping through my fingers like the butterflies of my youth.
- A. Nicole. M
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13lionz · 2 years
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truth severs samsaric attachments. masochist for enlightenment. • • • @jessicawritess If that ain't true, idk what is👀 . Follow @jessicawritess for more. . . Picture credits - @paeulini_official . . . Save and share if you like. . . . . . . . . . #poetryisnotdead #pinquotes #writersofig #poemsofig #instapoet #poetryporn #quoteofinstagram #poeticjustic #wordswithqueens #dailyquotes #poetsdaily #micropoetry #poets #selflovequotes #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity #tumblrpoetry #igpoetry #untwineme #wordgasm #herheartpoetry #wordporn #womenwhowrite #poetic #poetryslam #poetrylovers #writersofinstagram #artlovers #jessicaarora . @streetwritersofficial @bleedingsoulpoetry @poetsandpoetryy @poets.and.writers apoeticview @communityofpoets @writersnetwork @cosmosofwriters @poetscity @poets @bymepoetryamerica @artlixirpoetry @risinglightpoetry @poeticreveries_ @poetsandtexts @poetsandpoetryy @globalagepoetry @micropoetryfeatures @thewritersturf @_inkverse @poetic_eclectic (at Cartagena, Colombia) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cdo_mPMsml_/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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poetry-with-alisha · 3 years
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It’s only after the end of the worst days, that the best ones knock at your door with extreme optimism💖🥰✨
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poetmanish · 2 years
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Nature knows how to retreat & resource in the face of a storm. How can we resource our inner resilience when confronted by a person or collective crisis? Join us on 4th June 5.30 pm IST (8 am CET) to discover more. Register www.tinyurl.com/pathwaystoresilience (Above poem is from Midnight Journey of a Seed: Pathways to Resilience In the Face of a Pandemic by Manish Srivastava) https://amzn.in/gXPUS8Z #resilience #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #apoeticview #poeticlibrary #societyofpoetry #poetsglobe #poetscity #poetryisnotdead #poetsandpoetryy #writer #writerscity #explorepage #writersofinstagram #dailyquotes #writingcommunity #lovepoetry #outsiderpoets #poetryvibesonly #poetsqrid #heartofquill #igpoets #poetconnection #poemsnproses #streetwritersofficial #bleedingsoulpoetry #writersflare #writersville #mentalhealthawareness https://www.instagram.com/p/CeSbDyIJnJ9/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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