#a true poet at heart

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

Dave: one headed calf

Dave: sees just as many stars as usual

[maihonhassan]

“Compliments about your appearance are nice‚ but when somebody compliments you as a person, the way you think‚ your laugh‚your personality‚ how genuine your heart is‚ that hits different.”

[alonewolf52]

Don't let your need for closure keep you from moving on from something that has already ended.

[pieceofpoems]

No summers can grow again the flowers of me that you plucked.

—Sadiya Ajaz

[mqmotivate]

Intimacy is not just about sex. It's having heart-to-hearts, staying up all night talking, sharing childhood memories, thoughts, fears, dreams & hopes for the future. It's uncontrollable laughter, direct eye contact and feeling each other without touching - it's exchanging energy

[laboratoriumkata]

[silawastaken]

remember when I considered posting poetry? *throws at you and runs*

i want to be allowed to live-

another day in the sun,

another ribbon in my hair,

another laugh, another smile, another restless night in june,

to sit and cry is the greatest thing i do,

tears upon tears in the passenger seat.

for love to take root, the pavement must crack

i will blossom,

yellow, or pink, or green,

stubborn and unrelenting at the side of the path you walk

there can be another day in the sun,

another ribbon through my hair, perhaps a flower,

I will smile, you will smile, and we will laugh through tired evenings in may,

there will be a reason to continue, a day like today after the next,

but for a chance to live, experience, to the extent we wish-

There must be change.

Change is the folded covers on the bed.

Change is the progessive clearing of my floor.

Change is your hand in mine.

Change takes time, change takes grey days in march.

Change will change me, will change us, as the world stays untouched,

Yet I will have all I've wanted. I will learn to live, and I will learn to grit and bear it, for another summer, another spring, another Christmas, another show, another song, another dance, another another another until I am so full of experience I can settle, i can breathe, and look back at the people I have changed, for the people who've changed me,

and smile.

If I learn to love, it will be the greatest thing i have ever done.

[onherway]

Pour Me Moonbeams by Janiesgotapen

[wordswithloveee]

[alonewolf52]

You can wipe away someone's tears, but not their pain.

[pieceofpoems]

No, no one write a poetry about you just because of a little attraction. I used to tell myself that you're just a crush nothing else and i almost convinced myself but here I'm writing poetries about you more and more, pages and pages and what disappoints me the most is not that you don't know about it but even if you get to know and read all these you wouldn't be able to understand a single word(or my feelings behind it).

-Sadiya Ajaz

[girl-trying-to-escape-reality]

I hope you understand that if they want you, then they will show it. No one is going to want something and let it slip away. That's not how the human heart works.

[the-absinthial-siren]

"We cross the door. He does not touch me, exaclty as I thought he would not. This is our dance: I flicker around him like a flame to the coal and he burns patiently so I can shine."

The Absinthial Siren, in "Under his black wings"

[sarahinthedress]

you have no idea why

when you kiss me so deeply

wetness falls from my eyes

and my breath catches in my chest

like an old car engine

going up a virginia hill in the summer heat

so let me tell you

you taste like peace and steadiness

our lips meeting

brings this quiet headiness

a never ending effervescence

yet

my heart is at rest with you

my nervous system is relaxed

my mind which is quick to catastrophize

is secure in the knowledge that the words

which come so quickly

to paper and

get caught in my throat

like dryer lint on a chapped hand:

are heard when shared with you

even when

they tumble out

without grace

and my tears wet my face and your shirt

and i can’t tell you what’s really going on

because my heart just isn’t as strong

as when it will be when i’ve healed a bit more

and

though i do trust you

i have demons that tell me i’ll always be poor

in love

and that i’m unlovable

and that i don’t deserve you

and that you don’t really care

but i know this isn’t true

and i know that you are true

and that your heart is true

and i just have shit i’m working through

and that i really want to

tell you i love you

but i don’t want to

rush anything

that you’re too precious to me

to let this get fucked up

with impulsiveness

before we’re really ready

that the way we’re able to talk

through things and communicate

when our emotions are higher

than the tide that floods our little town

means everything to me

and that the thought

of hurting you

even unintentionally

makes me nauseous

and that i’m terrified

truly terrified

because you are the one for who i’ve longed

not some romanticized person

who i don’t understand or know

but you

with all your quirks and flaws

the way that you’re time blind

the way that you love food

maybe even more than i do

the way that you’ve kept your heart tender

through all that life has thrown at you

your wanderlust and sense of adventure

the way the going to the grocery store together is a highlight in my week because we went together and even that was an adventure

the way you love people

regardless of their background

the way that you love life

the way that you care for those around you

the way you hold yourself

the way that you appreciate my lame jokes

and let me share yours

i would go on and on

but i know that if you ever read this

you’ll be uncomfortable with

reading what you already have

and even more so if i write much more

so i’ll just say this:

i’m uncertain

if its possible to really truly fully know another person

and i’m just beginning to know you

but i hope its a long adventure

and we’re in it together

because getting to know you

has been more special and significant

than i imagined possible

and

i cherish you

- sarah in the dress June 25, 2024

[aweinspiredcreations]

What do I know of love?

the worst of it,

that it consumes,

and I would let it

In Awe

[starryvomit]

“heartstrings”

-S