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disruptivebychoice · 3 months

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She is the fire of summer, the comfort of winter, and she is the reason why even the sun decides to show in December.

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kidgillis · 11 months

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Darling, you don't have to pretend with me. You don't have to hide your emotions or thoughts. I know depression is hard to deal with and healing from trauma reopens a lot of scars. However, no matter how low or bad you might feel, you have to know this truth - Darling, I love you and I'll always be here, even if you don't want me too. See, I want to hear about your day, what you're into, and what you're doing. I want to be present with you during your happiest and saddest moments - ready to pick you up or push you forward. I want to dwell with you when you feel abandoned or alone - just as much as I want to spend time with you laughing and having fun. I want to comfort you with the warmest embrace or simply hold your hand, if you'll allow. I want to wipe away your tears just as much as I want to make you smile. I want to make you all of your favorite foods and watch all of your favorite series...even those that I hate. I want to cuddle up - being the big or little spoon, as long as you're with me. I don't care if you ugly cry or throw a fit of rage - we can destory the world together and clean up the mess late - when we're ready. And, If we have to sit in silence, we can do that too. We don't have to talk about anything you're not ready too. But, if you do want to talk - you can vent or completely consume me with your twisted thoughts and rambling words. For you, I have all the time in the world. When I'm with you - I'm home. There's no where else to go. There's no other place I'd rather be. Beloved, you are so important to me and I know, sometimes...it's hard for you to accept or receive that truth from me but, I'll continue to prove myself and reassure you - as long as it takes. I love you. God, I love you so much. I'd do anything for you - except three things. I won't dishonor you, your love, or your trust. Which means, I won't let you harm, end, or mistreat yourself. You can pretend that you're fine and that life isn't a mess with the world. But, when your with me, you can forget the facade and break into million pieces. I'll be here through it all.

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quiet-storm132 · 2 years

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The Stopwatch

A stopwatch

Holds time in place

As its hands circumnavigates its face

Stopping briefly to count the seconds

Displaying information to those who can read and decipher its cryptic message

A revelation that goes beyond one's understanding

Time is limited yet endless

A common commodity

That's value is priceless

11/4/21

©Quiet-Storm

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elycwinters · 3 years

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Moon Magic

Words: 231 Tagging: @flashfictionfridayofficial

I Moon magic is… one of the most beautiful things that one could possibly see.

II It is bewitching, it sings its magic to the soul and the deepest parts of your bones, it speaks in ways that only the heart understands.

III It starts in the eyes, when you look up during a full moon and its light slips in, softly and carefully making its way from your eyes down.

IV It happens during those nights when insomnia is worst and you seek the solace of the moon and its stars.

V Moon magic is… something that not everyone can describe or truly experience.

VI This sort of magic is willful, even if your heart, soul and bones seep it in, only those with hearts of poets could truly sing it back out.

VII Then again, don’t we all have a little bit of a poet’s soul beneath the moonlit sky?

VIII But it doesn’t leave you, it makes its home in your body giving you a little extra something.

IX It brings people together, late at night when others are in deep slumber some hearts hear it sing and they walk out to stand beneath the skies as the moon shines and sings to the deepest parts of you.

X So if you ever come across another moonlit soul, do not be afraid to take their hand.

XI Those souls know what kind of magic dwells inside of your heart.

- Ely C. Winters.

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thevampiresblackrose · 3 years

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It already feels like fall,

though the leaves remain an evergreen

And the trees they stand so tall

Towering over crescent streams

While the water stands there still

No frost lightly coats its rippled waves

Yet, the wind, it sighs a chill

Strewn like wilted roses upon the crisp of graves

#poetry poems #wutiprompts #writingthestorm #writingundertheinfluence #poetryportal #poeticwhispers #poeticstories #poem #sintheblackrose #writerscreed

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ginadope · 3 years

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dancers

I won't tell anyone Of the bad advice your heart gave you Though there was nothing shameful Trust me I forgot the past Drowned it in a glass There was no horizon Just navy blue and azure Were we meant to remember those clouds? Were we meant to call them ours?

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merakimousumi · 3 years

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Rise in Love - Embrace the Unknown and the unknowable

One of the greatest part of our life's concerns encompasses around unknown and unknowable. The great Uncertainty.

This is one of the reasons we are fearful of death. We really do not know what happens after we die. We hear or read about them in various forms , yet due to lack of direct experience the fear persists.

Entering into any new things or change in life situations also invokes this unknown and unknowable. It is possible you an expert in your field yet that element of unknown daunts . We make all human possible plans in our mind, do our research, howsoever we are prepared the elements of unknown lingers.

I am no exception. I am you. This uncertainty leads to anxiety, restlessness another cause of suffering. In the years gone by I have been introduced to various tools like EFT (emotional freedom technique), Ho’oponopono ( ancient Hawaiian practice), "The Work" by Byron Katie , Violet Flame and many more so in event of unknown or unknowable or both, I would choose one or more tools and practice them to clear the emotions and feelings of tightness. Till it feels light again and wait for the guidance to be received. It takes persistence and perseverance, sometimes mind gives up too. Many times when I am able to clear my inner beliefs and conditioning I have experienced ease and see light , feel light and life is good again.

My teacher has been vibrating differently off late that is something i had noticed since full moon of month of May (the channel of Blessing he is always has now been sending some radical life changing teachings), in one of the night session freely available to the world ( the library of Nithya's night sessions are in YouTube), he took us through the journey what he called - Rise in love - Love the unknown and unknowable. He bought the most pertinent topic of human sufferings without beating around any tools or methods. This time there was no via route. It was bulls eye, you cannot miss it (if you miss then you must be looking in opposite direction). I felt like its zero with that twist making it infinite.

He said - When an unknown and unknowable or just any one aspect appear, you have to love it. He paused and continued to mention it again. Found it so simple that my mind could not comprehend. For the first few moments honestly I did not get it. Now it was my turn to pause to get the sense within what was mentioned, because I sensed it was home coming at heart.

This is what I felt - When one is grasping for breath, this was 'that oxygen' the lifesaver , that was the power and potency of this teaching. It is not the one which we do not even realize on Normal day during inhalation and exhalation.

I felt Archimedes had entered my body and I was dancing Eureka Eureka!!

The flow and the essence was exactly like Mother's love which is complete in itself. "Love the unknown and unknowable". It went a step deeper when we were asked to love ,just like the way we feel love is, how we define our love. Giving the choice to love anything just like yourself felt personal freedom, the infinite possibilities of loving.

I reviewed the present moment of my life of unknown and unknowable (oh, there are loads , piles that was lying everywhere) and just embraced each with great love. I felt so good (I do not have a better word to express), as if meeting my mother after a very long time and her hug was the most precious gift which i could not trade off with anything. This was the medicine that I was looking forward up until now, I am in LOVE, drunk in LOVE, insanely in LOVE. I have multifold things now to LOVE. More I love, more I am LOVE.

Now onwards I have only 1 mantra - just love unknown and unknowable, I really do not know or now I do not have any intention to know what happens after that.

You see I am in Love :-) !!!

Tathastu

#storytelling #story inspiration #creative writing #writeundertheinfluence #writtenconsiderations #writerscreed #wutiprompts #poeticstories #being mindful #mindfulpractice #buddhism #alan watts #sri nisargadatta maharaj

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obsoleteandobvious · 3 years

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I've been counting the turtles for so long

That i've lost count of my own bones

Oh the shape iam in, ive grown tired of it

Once i was a dreamer caught in-between

Death or life grand me either

I hear no song, no whisper

Of green nor are my lungs crying for air

The strand of a hair that iam walking on,

I have been walking since adam first learned

To name or when shame became a thing

It seems never ending grand me my wish and break this bridge

Let my flesh burn till it turnes black

Let me crawl outside of this skin

Ive grown tired of prayers and screams

Ive grown tired of counting the turtles.

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sirenlaments · 3 years

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measuring myself to

standards,

that don’t equate

to yours.

if perfection

weighed worth

i’d only ever

come up short,

insecurities stay exposing

the fragmented

pieces of me,

but you placed

an unfamiliar song

inside my heart,

and from the tethers

of my limitations

i am set free.

#poetry #poeticstories #wutiprompts #love #faith in jesus #excerpt from a book i might write

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delicateanthropologyforpoetry · 3 years

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#writeundertheinfluence #inspirational quotes #motivational quotes #positive quotes #poem #poetry #movie quotes #love #love quotes #wutiprompts

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disruptivebychoice · 3 months

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Drive

I’m in dire need I’ve starved And I'm ready to feed

Bring on the creativity Push to start, I'm driven

I isolate on purpose, it's where magic ignites below surface

I’m in my zone When conquering alone Success feels best when nobody knows

I work hard on my own I fight tooth and nail To never give up Even if i fail

I conquer and defeat You can be my guest, take a seat

Watch me drive as I come up, feeling alive

This isn't a lie I've got the grind I can't be stopped

You might think I’m a lot But it's a mindset of passion And with it, I'm always the champion

I'm headed for the top I promise, I'm the cream of the crop

Wait and you'll see just how I thrive

Take a seat in the back Watch how I drive

#poeticstories #poetrycreed #poetryportal #writerscreed #twcpoem #poetryriot #inkstay #writeundertheinfluence #wutiprompts #nothing-but-poetry

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kidgillis · 1 year

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Oh, are we going to pretend that my name isn't etched into your skin? That my essence isn't flowing through your veins? That my touch or voice doesn't ignite a burning desire within your bones? That my image isn't imprinted on your brain or our memories don't replay within your mind? Or how my name isn't tattooed upon your tongue? My love, it's crazy; how you try so hard to get rid of me, just because. If I would've known, I would've erased your number and burned the bridge that allowed us to cross paths a long time ago. But, I guess we'll both pretend - nothing happened between us.

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quiet-storm132 · 3 years

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hello! hope you're doing well. can you write something about someone that wants revenge for their deceased loved one? your texts are inspiring <3

Lo and behold

Revenge is a dish best served cold

Beyond my control

My anger explodes

Creating thus another hole

One for me to lose myself in

Laid next to my you, my closest of friends

Where do I begin to describe my pain?

You were taken away by an assailant whose name

I will Not mention

Until the full strength of my vengeance

Is felt, Period, like the one at the end of this sentence.

They say it's an eye for an eye and theirs I'm about to gain

So their loved ones can then feel my pain the same

I've never been one for violence

But now I'm willing to try it

Out of respect and memory of you, my dearest friend

This moment will stand as defining

I cannot continue to pretend, to keep on smiling

For what?

When the emotion that fuels it is gone

Like they will soon be.....

#writeundertheinfluence #wutiprompts #new poets society #poeticstateofmind #poeticstories #poetryelixir #poetryportal #black poets society

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elycwinters · 3 years

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I will unleash my inner wolf and howl at the moon, let those who tried to chain me hear my howl and quiver in fear of the animal I carry inside me.

- Ely C. Winters. | Wolf I Am

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thevampiresblackrose · 3 years

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About Last Night

Below the night skies, we lay upon the grassy concrete lines

Counting down the silver coated stars while you home your hand in mine

Tenderly smile into each other's eyes, rush a kiss into the sublime

Greeting expectations with naiveté that dissipates with time

And for a moment we lived inside each other's light

Wondering if we should stay awake or should we say goodnight..

#sintheblackrose #poeticstories #my poetry #poetry prompt #wutiprompts #writtenconsiderations #writingundertheinfluence #writingthestorm #my writing #poetry poems #poemas #twcpoetry #writerscreed #writblr #new poets society #poets corner #poetas en tumblr

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frequen-seas · 3 years

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You need to stop looking around

Stop looking back

Glorifying the past is not the answer

Stop it your memories are tainted

Twisted by the lonely that claws out of you

Hungry for company, a familiarity

But what you recall isn’t who he really was

You’ve painted him bright white wings

Gleaming and spectacular

Thinking, if you were to fall

He would be there

To carry you both

Back to safety, familiarity

See what you recall isn’t who he is

It’s who you want him to be

And you don’t even necessarily want him

You just think you do because you don’t have him

We’re all guilty of it

Looking around, drooling over things we don’t have

The coins shine brighter in someone else’s hand

The flowers bloom bigger in the garden 3 blocks away

But all the while

We forget where we are

The here and the now

Just because it doesn’t fit your idea of perfect

Doesn’t mean it’s not meant for you

Flowers don’t bloom overnight

You take care of them every day

Marvelling at the little green leaves

The stems branching, little buds forming

I’m telling you, it’s time to stop

Stop giving yourself these made-up choices

Just because things aren’t how you want them to be now

Doesn’t mean you have to go back to the past

Stop being so scared of embracing what you have

It doesn’t mean you’re settling

You can build your dreams slow and steady

Contentment and complacency aren’t mutually exclusive

So let yourself bounce with the ambition for tomorrow

While you dance proudly in today’s glory

#poetry #love #new poets corner #new poets community #poems #wutiprompts #write under the influence #openmic #growth #the past #looking back #memories #soulmates #new love poems #healing poems #discord

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