#milevaroumerpoetry

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Orange bouquet,poem by mileva roumer

If I can pick a color for you I will make it for you in a bouquet I will take the orange to give you back your vitality the warmth, dynamism, and compassion that you seek so much

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poem for @alhyastarain

waves carry my words

they dance with the sea

in a purple haze, i find myself amazed

pinkish undertones bubble on the sky

over my head there's the peace that i seek

the water take away all what makes me feel unsafe

to be in power is to feel guarded by the infinite light of the universe

plum flowers descend with the rain

carrying the truth

that I find again and again

[milevasplace]

Don't waste your time feeling ashamed of what others think, they shit, they pee, they vomit as much as you do. They are human and if you knew all of their skeletons you would spend time loving you too. Others judging you is just a reflections of their own self and they own internal struggles. Ignore it, move on and live as brightly, as confidently as you can. Time is too short, too long, too bright, too dark, too much of a polarity to waste on others for limiting beliefs.

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I wanna dance in the middle of the street out of nowhere. Just to know that I am okay with being seen and to be comfortable for once with existing without any fears

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I need a salve to heal my heart

a balm of flowers

to bloom in confidence

a balm of leaves to grow my branches

as I expand and expand

i'll discover new ways to connect with all parts of me

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Some people like to suffer. They like to sit with their pain,have them tear their heart and eat it alive. They bath in their tears because it's all they know. It's all they accept as their reality. They beat themselves up because deep igrained in their subconscious they accepted that they are not lovable,that they are not enough. Words that was sad so early in their youth, became the driven motor of their self concept.They without knowing attract situations that repeat over and over the same patterns. Is it that you like to suffer .Or that you are just suffering for so many things that it seems that you are stuck? The best way to heal is to ask yourself the righ questions.

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I have been writing and working on my poetry book everyday. I am more and more nervous. Should I share my book cover before publishing or later?

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echoes of your words

rings in the ear

years have passed

if you knew the power they had

would you have said the same thing

oblivious to the fact

that when she sees you

all she can hear, is the one who broke her heart

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Don't fight yourself, when you are your own ally. When things are hard, be your own lover. Each words that you utter, to the being that you are,imprinted in light and positivity, is a kiss to your soul, a bouquet to your heart.

text,quote by mileva roumer

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Fantasy of my lonely nights Bubbles evaporating on a meadow veil that rises under the kiss of the wind sparkling eyes like the reflection of a shimmering lake sweaty hands trying to welcome yours I looked for you without knowing it

poem,by mileva roumer

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gifting is so precious

it is such a lovely act that got lost in a hyper capitalist society.

But gitfing means I see you, I love you and I give you.

So you can enjoy, so you can remember that I think of you and that you matter to me. So I give you those little words, to hold tight to your heart.

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Self love is always liking my own post first.

Self love is always choosing my own peace first

Self love is always loving my own self first

Self love is complimenting my own being first

Self love is taking time for me

Self love is taking care of all parts of me

Self love is telling myself how much I am worthy

Self love is loving myself first so I can love you twice

twice, poem by mileva roumer

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tell me your favorite color and why?

your favorite fruit and why?

and your favorite weather, I'll tell you mines next

ps let's be besties

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Are you worthy of love? Do you merit to be cared for? Can you say: I deserve to be loved out loud? Can you say '' I love me more then anything else'' Can you say: It's an honor to be in my own presence ?

If you can't, if you cringe,if it feels weird and unnatural, it tells you more then you know about your wounds, about their source and about how your interactions in your life are a reflection of that.

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Don't sell yourself as what you are not. Don't stab your own being to mold yourself to be accepted. Acceptance is to be embraced,approved and integrated. Only you can give yourself that, and by respecting all sides of you, you attract peoples that resonate with te frequency that you emit. You attract your tribe.

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comb your love,poem by mileva roumer

I want a men to comb my hair

to sit on my dresser with blooming flowers

I want a men to caress my neck

as if there lies the secrets of the earth

I want a men to take my wooden tooth comb

filled with the constallations sparkles

to comb his love into my being

strands by strands

he would devote his words of affirmations

to the goddess that is awaken within me

I want my men to comb my hair with love

but I've taken the step before

as I brush my glorious mane

I say in my mirror to me again

you my love, you my one, I am yours

epitome of love part 1