#RareWords

[nestofholding]

Foyle’s Philavery

The text from which Moira’s vocabulary was sprinkled.

[umclite]

This is a reminder to those suffering in silence. The pain and sorrow you feel will not last. It will get better.

REFLECTION

I look back, it's plain to me ,

That I was in pain, that's clear to see.

The world was dark with no reason to laugh,

I've certainly lived a life of two halves.

I was filled with sorrow and so much grief,

I 'll try to explain but it must be brief.

I've faced different encounters that are bizarre,

I'm enduring the conflicts and bearing the scars .

I have been made homeless ,

And things seemed hopeless .

I've been through it all and have survived

And because of my drive ,I'm not deprived.

I know things will get better,

I am a go getter .

I'm working and fighting,I'll conquer the way

And find the solutions that will brighten my day.

[cmdrlexicaptianlog]

First Post on Tumblr!

Rare words: Anachronism, something that is out of its time

(Art isn't mine)

-Cmdr Lexi

[rarewords]

Quipu - A device consisting an arrangements of chords and colored knots.

[miscellaneousdaydreams]

Sometimes you can only trust the moon with your feelings...

[solemn-sentiments]

The way you look tonight, so unapologetically right.

[spatz-e-ingram]

Preta

What dogs have you lain to rest

To warn me of letting them lie? 

[quintessential-magpie]

Rare words to add to your collection (Part 2):

nubivagant - moving among clouds.

sciamachy - a battle against imaginary enemies; fighting your shadow.

serein- the fine, light rain that falls from a clear sky at sunset or in the early hours of night.

kalopsia - the delusion of things being more beautiful than they really are.

viridity- naïve innocence.

brontide - the low rumble of distant thunder.

orphic - mysterious and enchanting; beyond ordinary understanding.

alate- having wings; lifted up in flight.

irenic- promoting peace.

drapetomania - an overwhelming urge to run away.

[staywildeveryday]

                  Nyctophilia

(n.) Love of darkness or night. Finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness

[justkaipo]

// Sciamachy // An act or instance of fighting a shadow or an imaginary enemy. This was my final project for D. Photography I ain’t super proud. I know I could have done better but nevertheless I’m glad I did it. Hope y’all enjoy it. #blackandwhite #contrast #rarewords #photography #curtains #bnw #bnwphotography https://www.instagram.com/p/Bx3c927HfyQ/?igshid=lh2fhblsa0fe

[knowlab]

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Gluggaveður is an Icelandic word that means "weather that looks really nice through the window when you're snug and warm inside, but would freeze your eyelids off if you actually went out in it". #Knowlab #sharingwisdom #makingwisdomgoviral #wordgasm #aestheticwords #spilledwords #worldofwords #unusualwords #prettywords #rarewords #wordoftheday #vocabulary #aesthete #aesthetics #lovewords #wordsforlove #reels #instareels #reelitfeelit #astheticreels #gluggaveður https://www.instagram.com/reel/CUQCHP8FHfk/?utm_medium=tumblr

[aesthetics-and-politics-blog]

propinquity

the ((emotional)) state of being close to someone

[lowe-studios]

Swedish

Fika [fee-ka]

a moment to slow down and appreciate the good things in life.

[rarewords]

Sanguine - Having a blood as the dominant humor in terms of medieval physiology

[plagiarismcheckerx]

Plagiarism is Worth Your Concern

Authenticity in our product and work is important but what does it mean by having authentic work, though. When something is authentic it is genuine and original to that creator.

It sets it apart form the competition and by doing so makes it attractive and useful to the viewer. Think of it as adding that unique factor. The same goes for academic writing. Your words need to be unique to yourself in order to stand out and receive better grades and viewership than others. Read more on the blog: Plagiarism is Worth Your Concern

[solemn-sentiments]

Butterfly kisses

My legs around your waist, my arms at your neck, where I leave shy butterflies kisses.

Your taste on my lips,

Your sweat smells like summer to me.

And your skin melting against mine,

Feels like warm sun rays after a long cold winter.

An urge to gently bite, you're so close.

But I'll only leave a wisp of a kiss, hoping you noticed and let me do it again and again...

A hug that leaves me content and electrified,

A kiss on my cheek whispers to me a longing that matches mine, how I wish I could find your soft lips.

And yet I leave radiant, holding the all the precious little things you gift me.

A touch of hands,

A stare so intense as it is ephemeral,

A shy comment on my perfume, laced with humor as to hide it,

A piggyback ride, while I'm sure you heard my steps coming behind in a vain attempt to surprise you.

You made me look closer, and watch all the little and mysterious ways you shape my happiness.

This no longer makes sense in my life, but it did back then.

I'm glad I've changed,

I'm free.