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[confusedthinker-noeul]

Ma, I write love poems about grief. You know the kind, where boy meets girl or girl meets boy and one of them die, the kind where one death kills two. I write about it so effortlessly that people think I was in love. Ma, I write love poems about grief, And I know you wouldn't approve. Cause you feel, there is nothing romantic about grief. For you, grief was never that simple. For you, grief was not losing somebody or the regrets. For you, It was not longing Or love. For you, grief was knowing you lost 'You' on the way. For you, grief was knowing there was no way out. For you, grief was suppressed sobs and weightless words. For you, grief was something you could never hold on to. For you, grief was forbidden. Ma, How could something die, if it never existed, How could something end, If you would never acknowledge the beginning. Ma, When will it end? When will the grief finally end ? - yours and mine. 📸 : masaan (google) #poetsofinstagram #poetsociety #poets #englishpoetry #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #womenpoets #hindimovieinspired #masaan #masaanmovie #vickykaushal #lifelessons #pain #grief #wordsforlove #wordpornoftheday #wordporn #womenpoetrycommunity #womenpoetsofinstagram #womeninmylife #noeul #confusedthinker #wednesday #weekdaywriter #poetsofinstagram (at Somewhere Under the Same Sky) https://www.instagram.com/p/CYo5L2cp4tA/?utm_medium=tumblr

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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

[prathiba-autodidact]

All New Rhyme-Scheme Poetry! Collaboration with a talented and wonderful writer, @wordsmith_a.s Illustration @prathiba_autodidact She outreached the cabana Dives deep into the moana She swirls like an emerald treasure Locked into an aqua pleasure She uplifts her kin Waves splashing her skin She slides her fingers over fish tail With Blue eyes like a fairy tale She moulds the seashells To make friends with the seagulls. : -Prathiba Shivaji [@prathiba_autodidact] She explores the underwater world To escape, from the outer world Her lungs burn and her heart pounds A deafening silence is what surrounds Scintillating corals and mysterious creatures Bewitching hues and spellbinding nature The water currents give her salty kisses Wanting to stay in deep waters is what she wishes The ocean takes her in a warm embrace Like a mother's womb keeps the foetus in place. : -WORDSMITH_A.S [@wordsmith_a.s] @bleedingsoulpoetry @societyofpoetry @theurbanpoets @streetwritersofficial @foundationspoetry @apoeticlove @apoetspathway @apoeticview @poeticreveries_ @poetspotlight @poets_area @writersflare @bybtpoetrysupport @brainidentityhome @theliteralscript #poetry#poetryofinstagram #poetrycommunity#poemsofig #poetrylove #poetryisnotdead#poemgasm #wordsandpoetry #wordgasm#untwineme #poetryandwriting #poemporn #wordsforlove #untwinemealice #writewithme #everydayjune #juneprompts #dailyprompts #dailywriting #bookpoetry #wednesdayfeature #featurepoetry #poeticmess #writeeveryday #poetrysociety #rupikaurpoetry #poetryshare #pentupthoughts #penandpendulum #poetandwriters https://www.instagram.com/p/CBhiPyTlJql/?igshid=4jxk47zzht3l

[butifuldisaster11-blog]

Love ❤️ is....

Finishing each others sentences. Even if it’s only lyrics to a song. "I just left the club got some glitter on me, wifey gonna kill me she’s the female OJ”. ~That Part- SchoolBoy Q

[nickadiguburke]

Like a lighting bolt You shot into my life, And revived my dying heart. ~ Nick Adigu Burke ~ #lovepoem #poeticlove #lovingwords #newlove #poetryreading #poetryconnection #poetryconmunity #thepoeticlover #NickAdigBurke #mynewpoem #freshlywrittenpoetry #poeticwords #poeticpost #wordsforlovers #loveletter #holmfirth (at Holmfirth) https://www.instagram.com/p/CSsNnUpqr8H/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nickadiguburke]

When Love is new The clouds in the Heart depart And the Sun shines through ~ Nick Adigu Burke ~ New love is exciting, especially when it comes unexpected. It is as beautiful as sunshine on a rainy day, so enjoy! If you enjoyed these words, please feel through to tag your friends and love ones, and show them your love. ~× Nick ×~ ✨✨💜✨✨ #lovepoem #poeticlove #lovingwords #micropoetry #shortpoem #beautifulwords #wordsforlovers #fallinginlovepoem #NickAdiguBurke #lovepoetry #poetryaboutlove #friendshipquotes #inspirationalquotes (at Holmfirth) https://www.instagram.com/p/CSohYbSKVmx/?utm_medium=tumblr

[confusedthinker-noeul]

സ്നേഹവും വെറുപ്പും തമ്മിൽ വാക്കുകളുടെ അകലമേ ഉള്ളത്രേ... അശ്രദ്ധമായി വലിച്ചെറിഞ്ഞ വാക്കുകൾ വരഞ്ഞ് മുറിഞ്ഞ ഹൃദയങ്ങളിൽ നിന്ന് സ്നേഹം വാർന്നിറങ്ങി, ഇരുട്ട് നിറഞ്ഞു. "സ്നേഹം എവിടെയോ ഒളിച്ചിരിക്കുവാണത്രേ", അവർ സ്വയം പറഞ്ഞു. "അല്ലാതെ വഴിയില്ല", പഴയ ഓർമ്മകൾ അയവിറക്കി അവർ ആശ്വസിച്ചു. പഴയ സ്നേഹം പരതി അവർ വീണ്ടും വീണ്ടും നടന്നു. പലരും വാക്കുകൾ തട്ടി പിന്നെയും പിന്നെയും വീണു. പൊടിയാൻ തരി ചോര ബാക്കിയില്ലാതിരിക്കയും, അവർ, പിടി തരാത്ത, കണ്ട് കിട്ടാത്ത സ്നേഹത്തെ തേടി കൊണ്ടേയിരുന്നു. ""സ്നേഹം എവിടെയോ ഒളിച്ചിരിക്കുവാണത്രേ", അവർ പറഞ്ഞു. "അല്ലാതെ ഈ സ്നേഹമത്രയും എവിടെ പോവാൻ" അവർ പിന്നെയും ആശ്വസിച്ചു. പക്ഷേ എത്ര തിരഞ്ഞിട്ടും, സ്നേഹം മാത്രം തടഞ്ഞില്ല. ഈ ഇരുട്ടിൽ എവിടെയെങ്കിലും ഒരല്പം സ്നേഹമെങ്കിലും ബാക്കിയുണ്ടാവുമോ? വെറുപ്പ് കീറി, അകത്ത് ചെന്നാൽ ഒരല്പം സ്നേഹം എവിടെയെങ്കിലും ബാക്കി കാണുമോ? PIC CREDIT : Pinterest #malayalamwriterscommunity #malayalamwritersofinstagram #malayalamwritersofig #sneham #lovehaterelationship #complexityoflove #malayalamwords #malayalamwriteups #malayaliwriter #malayali #writingcommunityofinstagram #writingforrelief #writeups #writersofig #writersnetwork #wordporn #wordpornoftheday #weekendwriteups #wordsforlove #sneham #veruppu #vedhana #mentalhealth #life #jeevitham (at Some Were Under the Sky) https://www.instagram.com/p/CZFA4pEpuwh/?utm_medium=tumblr

[confusedthinker-noeul]

"How was the day?", he asks me. It was my b'day and we were catching up after so long. I was tired, so dead tired and couldn't no longer make sense of what I was feeling. So I let the question linger in the air for a while and then tell him, " I feel empty". He looks at me, perplexed. "Meaning?", He asks. "My heart feels like a shore washed away by the waves. May be it's all the gratitude, the love or other emotions I couldn't name. May be it's the overwhelming amount of people, the conversations, or the mere effort that left my brain in a total wreck mode. I can't think. All day, it was so crowded, so loud and now it feels like an empty night street. And I can't choose what I like better. But I am grateful. And may be a bit scared. These days, I keep having this recurring dream where I am trapped in a room, all white, with just a bed and white sheets with no clocks or anything to tell time. I could hear somebody shouting at me, telling me, "Run...you are late. RUN...you have so much to do, you are late. And I ..." My system has finally stopped functioning. He smiles, tells me it's okay- that the sounds would fade by tomorrow. He tells me that if it's still empty, i could start filling it with little little things until it's full again, smiles -words of appreciation, a heartfelt conversation or many such. He tells me that time and age doesn't really matter, unless you are running a race with many, where you want to be the fastest or the youngest to do something. He tells me it's all a way of imparting fear, forcing us to rush through life and pointless milestones, giving a false sense of supremacy. And I smile. May be because I knew it already. May be because I still needed somebody to tell me. Pic Credit : Pinterest Caption : @confused_thinker #writingforrelief #writeups #writingcommunityofinstagram #writersofinstagram #writersofig #goodvibes #goodvibesonly #birthdaybash #leftovermeafterabirthday #womenwritersofinsta #womenwritersofinstagram #noeul #confusedthinker #wordsforlove #saturdaybirthday #weekendwriteups #weekendvibes #confusedthinker (at Mundakayam) https://www.instagram.com/p/CYenThFBQwX/?utm_medium=tumblr

[confusedthinker-noeul]

You once told me that I have to shed my past and it's trauma to be a better person, that I remind him of my father when I get angry. All these time, I have been running away, hoping one day it would all get better, hoping one day I will be free of all the pain, the baggages, the emotions of a heritage I was never proud of. I have got better, I have got rid of many , but sometimes I couldn't help but wonder if I could ever be a completely new person washing away the sins of my past.

I am stuck. I am stuck unable to identify the real me. I don't know if it's the new me or the past me that keep going back to the same place, repeating the same loop. I am not sure of the boundaries in love, I don't know when to start caring and when not to. I don't know the right way or the right method to do something. I am just as lost as everybody else.

And in the end, I blame me. I feel like I don't deserve to be loved. I realise I should just crawl back into that hole in my heart and never come out. But I couldn't. Next day, I find myself back in the open, forgetting yesterday, still smiling, still breathing and I hate it. i hate me for my indecisiveness, the inbuilt courage to build me up again from level zero. I hate myself for coming back, just like normal.

May be I am as bad as it seems. May be I too reflect all the pain received and hurt somebody just as bad. May be they are not that right either. May be it's the mismatch between what we both care about. May be someday one of us will realise.

PS : not reading this again

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[confusedthinker-noeul]

I always thought about the end before the beginning. Scared of how things were gonna end, I never started anything. So everytime, somebody moved an inch closer, I moved two back.

I don't remember how exactly we become close. Before I knew, you were there, listening, comforting. I have never felt comfortable being alone with somebody, but with you it was all very easy. We would just sit at some random place, in total silence and strangely I would feel comforted, at peace. I would feel happy.

What are we? I never asked. I didn't want to. I was scared that once we define who we are to each other, we would lose ourselves in the expectations that follow. I have seen that all my life and I couldn't let that happen. I didn't want to be accountable to anybody on how I feel about you.I would rather think of us as two individuals enjoying each other's company, and hope for nothing more.

So today at the beach, when you asked, "How long would all this last?", I couldn't tell you anything. I don't know. All I know is that there is this fine line between love and hate, and once you cross over, it would be hard to come back. You would have lost you in the way, and even after glueing all the broken parts together, there would still be voids screaming out the absence. If in the end, it's about somebody giving up on everything they were before, what's the point?. I am scared. I am scared I would give up so much. I am scared I would become somebody I am not today. I am scared I would hate you. So I just smile. May be someday, someday later, I will tell you all this. Or may be, we would have drift apart unknowingly just like we become close.

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[confusedthinker-noeul]

What does it take to grow a dream?.

You once asked me and

I tell you it needs a lot of pain.

It is contant questioning, self doubt and fear. It's asking yourself again and again about what you really want and still not being sure. It's a whole cycle of insecurities repeating itself in regular intervals, but still going at it with all your might.

You may give up at times, you will wonder if it's really worth the effort, then you pull yourself back a little, shrink yourself to a point and then days later, find yourself slowly crawling back to the place you were in the beginning, a place where there was hope, flowers and butterflies.

So to grow a dream,

You need to shed a piece of you,

everyday

and let it grow on you,

and I tell you,

it's not easy,

I tell you it's pain

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[quotesshala]

Love's such a unique diamond, whose brightness is focused only on the spreading beyond the limits, let this happen.

Deepak S