#poetry blog

[loveletterstoadirtybastard]

When the moon gifts me light through the window Ribbons of her love from between folds in the curtains I wonder if you are being blessed with the same I wonder if she kisses your skin in the way I cannot I wonder if I will ever be bestowed with the gift of being under the same moonlight with you

[wordsofaworld]

It is up to us to wake up

To realise we do not have that much time

We cannot keep waiting for next week

Next month

Next year

We must grab life by the throat

And savour every moment

Do as much as you can

Seek new places

Take silly pictures

Love with every fibre of your being

Take care of others

Make a goal and achieve it

Take risks

Stop worrying about money

Stop self-sabotaging yourself

Stop waiting for the wake up call

Be reminded everyday that you do not have all the time in the world to wait to start living.

[ad-venturism]

MINDFULNESS. Even a clean house needs dusting. It is clean because it is cleaned. even a clear mind needs breathing. It is clear because it is cleared. There is no life but what is lived. Everything is real though a false perception can weaken a home and clutter a mind. Every moment is a now, every moment begins anew.

[europasage]

on being alive.

@delepiphany on pinterest // lucy dacus, please stay // @arthoesunshine // @leaf.guy_ on tiktok // bo burnham, that funny feeling // @peepuddle

[mehreenkhan]

Are we what we do with time, or are we what time does with us?

— Mahmoud Darwish

[lovebloodandmonsters]

— Carolina Outcrop

[imfullofworms]

There exists an original of this poem that I might share some day <3 but for now it seemed meaningless against the above

[theprofoundcosmos]

"There's still part of me left for you."

— I Wrote This For You, Lain S. Thomas

i will add credits and stuff as soon as possible! i am currently going insane <3 this makes sense to Me

[alliwanttodoiscollectpoetry]

If I had Three Lives by Sarah Russel

[lifeofatriggeredhoe]

You didn’t stay…

[ipoetried]

to be human is to create - dec.8 2023

[loveletterstoadirtybastard]

You loved my virgin heart Scratched the healing sores that itched so intensely Stood in the center of the storm Spoke the words that my soul ached to hear Sang to me the melodies that spoke to you Soothed the creature that gnawed at my insides Tore into the flesh that encased my body and set me free And now I am trapped in your ghostly embrace There's nothing there but I can't pull away And even though it hurts And I beg the stars to let me forget I will forever dream about dancing with you Together beneath Mother Moon

[shittyartestries]

you left the door cracked as if you might come back

i don’t know how to stop waiting for you

-

[forestgirlpoems]

you were my third but the first

to steal my heart

for a butterfly's lifetime

no matter how many wingstrokes

there was no typhoon for us

only weak winds — still water

the dried butterfly wings

you left in exchange for my heart

can't seem to bear

all of this fear and tear

[diaryofruchita]

ruchita, excerpt from about love

[mehreenkhan]

ye khwab hai khushbu hai ki jhonka hai ki pal hai

ye dhund hai baadal hai ki saya hai ki tum ho

ye umr-e-gurezan kahin thehre to ye jaanun

har sans mein mujh ko yahi lagta hai ki tum ho

Ahmad Faraz احمد فراز