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What torture was it now
there r more things in heaven and earth, horatio, that r written of in ur fucking wattpad
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Uhuh i know alright (ب_ب)
saw two ladies at the bus stop today <3


#ur tiny u cant attack#but youre cute for trying#ill just have to go into the tulblr black hole for u
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So now i gotta check here for ur life updates !?
saw two ladies at the bus stop today <3


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I think you're a pro at it 💃
#sock<3
look at them
Is it u pole dancing under rainbow lights or sitting in the sink coz I think it is ?
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look at them
Is it u pole dancing under rainbow lights or sitting in the sink coz I think it is ?
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The most excitinggnggngngnxjcnc I can't wait 🥂🤝
next 15 days I'm allowed to run free so expect more art I guess
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if you can't summon the flames directly from hell, store bought is fine :)
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VI
But still this me that I’ve become carries on as ever I really do believe I have to do something - something human This life I’ve been living is growing monotonous So much so that even store delivery men inspire wonder
And even though I’m in full possession of my faculties The core of my complacency is cluttered with doubt. No matter how insipid, those two qualities Are a part of me - a part of me for good it seems.
And when the wound of the music charms my heart I actually begin to feel myself reviving While those two qualities expire within me
Ah…the song of the heavens, the song of the sea I think I understand the essence of beauty now But even so there’s some relief - this idleness cannot escape!
- Nakahara Chūya, “Exaustion” (continued) from Poems of the Goat
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are tomatoes a veggie
Shouldn't u check ur family tree for that ?
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Do we have a franz kafka diary entry for july 1st, i want to know what he thinks!!!
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Photo albums and stickers

We could be
We could just be .
If we exist in possibilities
We could be
Dancing in the night
To the music in our minds.
Smile when we want
And cry if we could .
But I feel complete
Holding onto those four
Walls built up in black
sketched in with white
Taking me in
To keep me there in frames .
Why is it not us though
I was searching through
my photo album
I could not find us in it.
After
Seven years,
Four together I remember
But no proof
Unlike the pack of stickers
Sitting in the corner of the drawer
Behind ages of nothing .
It had us- stickers of smiles
And thousands of stars
It meant nothing back then
It still doesn't
But it has potential
To make me care again.
We could forgive
If we could foresee .
If we weren't in
Each other's memories
We wouldn't be
hurt of the ones
we relive .
Smart enough
By the age of nine
I could feel
Lonely but I was fine
Smiling with the stickers
Stuck to my wall
That I painted blue and bold
To remember what we were then .
When it is just me though
It's easier for me I hoped
But it wasn't when I
Opened the photo album .
After
Two years
I'm still feeling a bit cold
But it's summer
Filtering sunshine in rays
Warm on my hands
Pride in the air enough to
Make me feel okay.
Its like Me - the sun of rays
Of million possibilities.
It meant Nothing back then
Yet now I look at it
Squinting my eyes I feel
All the potential
To make me, Me again.
~Kom.✨🌼
#original poems#spoken word#2am writing#late night thoughts#picture of a thousand words#poembyme#poems for the dark#poets on tumblr#writing#poetscommunity#aesthetic#nostalgia
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