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Your soft heart ~ Nikita Gill
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moon-lit-stars · 14 days
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Falling in love in the rain sounds like a movie
Like in the movies when two people who are poles apart meet
Under the stormy sky under an umbrella and feel a thunder in themselves like the sky above
In reality falling in love feels more intense
like the thundering rain making window's and your nerves rattle
Falling in love when you least expect it sounds like a novel
Like in a novel when you feel drained of purpose
Then suddenly you run into someone who excites you and gives you purpose
Like you had been waiting for them to show up all your life
In reality falling in love sometimes feels expected and terrifying
like snow in a dry cold winter
Falling in love amidst the hassle of life sounds like a sitcom
Like in a sitcom where you lead a busy life trying to earn your name
Along comes a person full of support and warmth
In reality falling in love feels more complicated but somehow they
they feel like the first sip of coffee after a long long day
Falling in love with someone you've known forever sounds like a rom-com
Like in a rom-com where it is obvious you will end up together to everyone but you two
Like it was a realisation you both are meant to have sooner or later
In reality falling in love with the familiarity feels like every part of you is being cut up and laid bare
like you're asking the other to love you anyways but too afraid to accept the new form of love
Falling in love will never be an easy thing to do like in the movies
Even after saying i do or finding your home after being broken multiple times
Like in novels not many like a sad ending because why feel hopeless in the fantasy world too?
In reality falling in love can never feel the same way it did for the first time or the second or the seventh
It can never be put into words by any person
That's how people love
Wholly longingly achingly madly
Like red strings of faith tightening with every step closer.
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niviria · 8 months
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fortunawren · 8 months
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melanie martinez once said...
"PEOPLE GONNA TRY TO TELL YOU THAT YOU'RE FINE WITH DOLLARS IN THEIR EYES JUST REMEMBER: DON'T LET THEM FUCK YOU, HONEY, NO, DON'T LET THEM TRY.
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Swan Song
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This is my swan song,
the ghost of
August gone by,
my final gasped lament,
caught on the
knife-edge of a sigh;
this is my last chance
to fill the hole in my heart,
as in the voice of
a shadow,
you tore my future apart—
and the lingering taste
of summer
is still bitter on my tongue
as I recall you
in fading memories
as a place
I once belonged.
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truemoonpoems · 2 years
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🌙💫🌙💫 Hey everyone I hope your liking my poems please like and share if you do thanks!!🌙 💫 🌙 💫
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thepoeticshawty · 1 year
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if you wanna learn to fully surrender to the love of your own – you have to give up a version of yourself who's allowing others to treat you without appreciation.
thepoeticshawty
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mypetcamera · 1 year
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TRADE
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last night some crackhead
broke into my car
to smoke his peace
in the morning
I found his pipe and lighter
in the cup holder as though
a fair trade
for things he took:
my reading glasses,
a wad of napkins
a package of saltines
a small tool kit, a few coins
and a volume of collected works
I hope of all those things
that book of poetry
lights his attic
through the winter
when the cold moves in &
instead of clawing at the walls
he can appreciate depths
more filling than prayers
and keeps him company
through the desperation
of living
like lose change
between the seats
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fairydrowning · 1 year
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Posting this here for everyone!!
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reinhardtpoetry · 1 year
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This poem critiques (among other things) those who, despite advocating for change, view the world and its people in “black and white." I think it's better with some context so there's a related article on my Facebook page if you'd like to connect. https://www.facebook.com/reinhardtpoetry/
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chappelroans · 2 months
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missing someone bad for you
trista mateer / trista mateer / sue zhao / u.k / u.k / clementine von radics / trista mateer
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hidden-rubys · 1 year
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T.W. EATING DISORDER, SUICIDE Mirror, mirror on the wall
26/1/2017 6:07 a.m.
Mirror, mirror on the wall, Do I look pretty? Mirror, mirror on the wall, Will anybody love me? Mirror, mirror on the wall, I need pity. Mirror, mirror on the wall, Will I be who I wanna be?
Mirror, mirror on the wall, I haven't eaten for three days. Everything's started to fall, In many different ways. "Boys like girls who stand tall." Her mom says. "And you don't do it at all." So, down on the bed, she lays. To her head and ears, her demons started to crawl. She thinks her worth is how much she weighs. "You're worthless, useless and you don't have a call."
She took her blade, In tears and in front of the mirror, she stood. Her soul and spirit started to fade. "I've done all of what I could."
"Mirror, mirror on the wall, I can't do this anymore. My brain has stopped, my heart is sore. I will just end it all."
The little angel slit her throat, blood is dripping on the floor. Now, I think you believe that quote: "It's all bullshit what we live for."
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moon-lit-stars · 4 months
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'You make me feel like I'm in a fever dream
Darling you give me whiplash'
All I wanted was the easy kind of love
The kind of feelings people wrote about forevermore
But love is a mess and it leaves you in an even bigger mess
It leaves a sour taste in your throat
It leaves.
My every heartbeat calls your name
My every heartline forms your name
My every breath longs for yours
My every nerve yearns for your touch
Would you call this love or delirium?
At nights when I lay awake
I hate how much I miss you yet
Not the you that made us us never the you that made you and I 'us'
But the you that made us you and I
We were almost like Damon and Pythias.
How do I forget the things that are engraved on me?
In a small part of my brain waiting for something to spark it
It lays low not thinking about it ever
But when it comes out it stings like the first time I engraved it on my hide.
You try to say something but hold it back in
Holding it back till it eats you up inside
You know letting it out would be like poking a sleeping dragon
There are 99 outcomes to letting it out and 98 of them end in disasters
Disrupting the smug peace that settles.
So I let the words die in my throat
Unexplained and never heard
How do you let them out without knowing the intensity they hold?
The power to comprehend words was always foreign to me
So I kill the words and stay thoughtless instead.
I miss so many people at the same time that I think
I'm more the version of them I remember
Than myself.
Reasons and excuses sound the same when it's a matter of heart
You fall in love once but it kills you a thousands times.
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niviria · 8 months
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This musician, who is 3 years into post-stroke recovery, used a poem of mine to complete a piece of music he worked on and it is amazing! I love this piece and I love this website! https://hitrecord.org/records/6799022
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Folklore
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There is a life in me
that I’ve yet to explore,
one of spells,
and divination,
and of ancient folklore,
and of myths and legends
that beckon to
the high lands of the soul,
one where lurid dreams
and incantations
combine and console;
amidst the
birth of the burning,
in the golden haze
before the fall,
I will reach for higher meaning
and hold my demons
in its thrall.
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hernameisjimmeria · 1 year
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Beautiful in Vain
A poetry I have written just about seven days ago as part of the five short prose intermission...now so it goes like this. Bare with me because this is the first I have posted something original in over a decade. Here it goes...
Pretty hurts and vanity is the real deal with narcissism is the only emotion t one person can feel
Perfection has long been an everywhere addiction and jealousy, envy, and misery is the three brand new diseases without one singular cure
Depression stabs deeper like a butchered knife so sharp and stainless steel to cuts those emotional wounds open with the effects of low self-esteem hitting a higher nerve amongst the superficially accepted
All the while the true meaning of self love, sadly artificially flavor with toxic messages of fake positivity, slowly sinking a bitter low for the socially rejected
Praying bullshit gimme prayers for a quick fix that was never broken through the thick skins of their bodies nor clouded minds of their brains... but through the emptiness of their lonely friendless hearts
Oh so lonely inside that neither knives, scaples, or needles can satisfy nor heal any pain through anything one person became...was just beautiful in vain.
External happiness lives inside the brokenness of their sad faces, isolated with teardrops to trace
Poor ugly ducklings in desperation wanted to be forever loved wholeheartedly, to bedescribed as immaculate, goregeous, beauteous, but all they ever was living in the exteriority of this cruel bitter Earth was just that... ugliness was all they visualize
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