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mycosmicbackyard · 10 months

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My most precious, heavenly love

She’s the most beautiful being I’ve seen,

her head wears a crown of green

and of flowers, picked from the cosmic meadow

where flora reflect constellations and their glow;

and where I, can rest

and have my break from the shadows

Her only will is to spend time with me,

to lay in the grass with me;

to let hours of golden moments laugh, and fly

into our hearts, and to our minds, while time

flies by, it waves and says “hi!”

while we sigh towards the sky

She’s the gold, in the beatings of my heart,

she’s my concept of true art;

she is the inner, most glowing light I was shown:

She’s my princess, the most precious jewel I own,

she’s the breath in me;

she is all I want to be

And as I lay there in meadow, I do

remember something - still true;

I’ve been here before, but then I disappeared,

I had to hide from the one thing I most feared,

I forgot myself

therefore fell, to living hell

I don’t want to fall back to what I once was,

don’t want to loose this true heart

How can I keep us in this state forever,

how can I stay strong for this mystic endeavour,

I’m just a being,

who are constantly fleeing

She talks to me, she says; «I love you forever,

this, will be Truth, for ever,

I’ll always stay here and wait for you, my love,

my strength originates from The Sources above,

I’m strong and I’m true,

I will always wait for you.»

«Remember; you’re human, worried and tense,

your thoughts, they live in defense,

you forget who you are, and what you should do.

forget that your only task is to be true, to

you, and to me; to,

your own, calm reality.»

She is my Inner Delight, my Seer,

and she will always be there;

whenever I fall, she will hold me up tight,

she will whisper in my ears what I feel is right,

she’s my truest love,

My One; My Inner Soul Glow.

And I will try my best, to stay here,

for me, and with her,

it is in her arms I belong at night-time,

her being is soft and heavenly divine;

this is true, self-love

and I want to stay here now.

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unknown-internet · 9 months

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There’s something so beautiful in imagining yourself from an outside point of view. Looking at yourself and saying “that’s you”.

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sakshinarula · 7 months

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In a dream, I have my own manifesto. I stop calling my lovers the ocean and the sky. Stop believing that men are the bread when I sat hungry all my life at a table for one.

- Bad Poetry and This Loving, Sakshi Narula

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papercutplanes-cute · 8 months

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"If souls were like stars, I'd hang the ones of all the people I'd ever loved. And your star? It would shine the brightest."

- 11:22 AM thoughts

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harringtons-cupid · 2 years

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Moon

The moon could never be compared to you

You are both so beautiful

It would be unfair to compare to the two

You are like roses, vibrant and loving

The moon, shines down guiding souls

You don’t need to guide anyone but yourself

You have never needed anyone but yourself.

- H. September 2022.

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toxic--minds · 5 months

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If I were to be anywhere

It’s late in December.

Flickering fairy lights, naked trees, and feathery-light snow fill the night air. You’re sitting by the window as you smoke your last cigarette and shake off the ashes on the ashtray I got you last year for Christmas. The scene is an unfinished canvas with coffee stains on the rug and the unmade bed where we had sex. Where you kissed every inch of me with lips that tasted sweeter than a cherry tart. No view is better than seeing you walking around naked in our small apartment.

—o.r

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kaleidascopemirror · 10 months

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“Killed the martyr(I am a fighter)”

Looking at me

Can you see

I am a woman of strength

A woman of power

I’ve been a martyr in my life

Everyone’s sacrifice

Wore the scarlet letter on my sleeve

A black sheep

Been deceived

To believe

That I am nothing

I went through hell and I’m still standing

The consequence is my own strength

Proved to myself

That I’m capable of surviving

Whatever they throw at me

But I’m done sacrificing myself

I’m done being pushed around

Done silencing myself

When I have the right to speak

So I’ll get loud

That’s what it’s all about

I’m done fighting myself

For the sake of somebody

Who don’t give a damn about me

And I’m done letting everybody

Tell me who to be

Look at me funny

And tell me what you think about me

It’ll surprise you

Because I can be full of ice

And turn you into stone

I deserve respect

Like anybody else

So I dare you to challenge me

And show me disrespect

Life isn’t a game

You can’t gamble with mine

I let them more than once

More than twice

More than 11 times

But this time

I am a woman of strength

I am a woman of power

I’m no longer weak

No longer will I be

A martyr for the sake

Of people who don’t care

About me or anybody

But themselves

The last time

Was the last time

I killed the martyr

Inside of me

Now I’m growing up to be

A woman of strength

A woman of power

I’m taking back my life

Because what they don’t know

Is I’ve always been

And will always be

A fighter

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emma-saige · 1 year

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jude-thedude98 · 7 months

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I never knew being around you would

Raise my standards

But upon searching for you

I found it

That tis you I've been holding onto

Love by Mr. PoetAll Self-Love Poetry Book

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ncis-nerd · 1 year

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life is not a fairytale.

there are no happy endings

no one is coming to save you.

if you can find the strength to,

pull yourself out of your slump.

then you've got the strength to,

do anything you put your mind to.

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memoires-blessees · 1 year

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My body has dips, curves, and the occasional dash or lasting divinity given by my mother. My thighs and my stomach are those of Aphrodite and the women I love so much in this world. My eyes are the colour where the sky meets the sea, the horizon of the world, my face is the soft, sweet face of a doll a child would love. And I love these features on others, for they look so divine, a goddess trapped in mortal flesh. And slowly but surely I learn to love them on me. The mirror shows me what I am, the flesh I inhabit with my thoughts and my endless collection of words and it allows me to see the horizon I hold in my eyes.

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uralivish · 1 year

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You are not everyone's type.

You're like those mystery books not lots of people like.

You talk less, just read and write.

some people think you are cold as ice.

And people judge you too much everytime.

They say you do everything extra and that's not right.

But you are like summer rain tha makes everything alive.

You dance, sing, love and laugh like it's last day of your life.

You are a mystery but not snowy and shy.

Not lots of people like you and that's completely all right.

Cause when it's comes to people you don't believe in types.

All you want is same vibes.

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unknown-internet · 1 year

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Beauty Within

I find you very beautiful

sometimes I wonder why you don’t admire yourself exactly the same that everyone else admires you?

You are so perfect

but you worry so much about others and how you don’t like exactly like everyone else?

You are amazing

Then you start to doubt yourself while you should be amazing if there are other people?

You are smart

But then you don’t know the definition of a big word and you tell yourself that you aren’t?

The greatest musicians weren’t born with the talent of being great you know?

They had to build that skill over time so they can become great.

You need to be patient with yourself and understand that you are growing just like everyone else.

You are amazing in your own ways just like everyone else.

You are smart just like everyone else.

You deserve to find that beauty within yourself because it already exists in you.

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sakshinarula · 7 months

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I was piles of white paper folded and wrapped each day in your strong and crafty hands. Some days you folded me into a paper heart and kept me safe, buttoned and warm in the pocket of your blue shirt. But on some days you gave me wings like a crane and helped me fly away.

- Loveish, Sakshi Narula

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papercutplanes-cute · 8 months

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"I have the mind of a devil but a heart made of gold."

- 9:55 AM thoughts

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karmabb777 · 1 year

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strength is not building protective walls around your heart,

strength is having heart hardening experiences and yet maintaining a kind open heart.

so love and get hurt, then get hurt again.

but whatever you do, keep that beautiful soft heart of yours.

- rather to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all

#aesthetic #poetry #beautiful words #love poetry #self love poetry #healing #advice #lana del rey #self growth

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