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. Do not make me a poem. Do not make me a poem, Love. The one you read Like lines and forget, One ...
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. Do not make me a poem. Do not make me a poem, Love. The one you read Like lines and forget, One you highlight with Pink markers and tape to Your study board. One You just scream beautiful at Without knowing that there's Blood and bruises at the poet's Knuckles, you see, I'm no more Than ... .
Do not make me a poem.

Do not make me a poem,
Love. The one you read
Like lines and forget,
One you highlight with
Pink markers and tape to
Your study board. One
You just scream beautiful at
Without knowing that there's
Blood and bruises at the poet's
Knuckles, you see, I'm no more
Than words and you're unsure
Of your literacy.

Do not make me a poem,
Love. With broken metaphors
And a classified file you need
To red tape for fear of chaos.
You see, chaos is what you've
Endowed me with. Chaos,
That turns into unchurned
Inhibitions you make me unshed
Because all of it,
All of us turns to dust one
Day and I'm human, love.
I won't stay. Don't make me,
Stay, like my words.

Do not make me into a poem,
Love. One that you do not
Understand and yet snap your fingers
At because maybe, just
Maybe the words resonate with you.
One that sparkles like wine over
Fiteen dishes you were supposed
To taste and didn't. One that
Doesn't even let you stay
Awake contemplating about itself.
One that, rather makes you
Want to lie like a premature
Goodbye you didn't mean.

Because love, you're not poetic
Enough, to write me.
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Justifying You. Thanks @the.brit for tagging me on the #numbinside challenge! <span class="emoji emoji1f618"></span><span class="emoji emoji2764"></span>️ thanks to all ...
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Justifying You. Thanks @the.brit for tagging me on the #numbinside challenge! ️ thanks to all those who have been tagging me on challenges, particularly @whitecoatwriter ️ I haven't had much time in my hands lately to write. A thousand apologies! #poem #poet #poetry #numb #poetsofinstagram ... Justifying You. Thanks @the.brit for tagging me on the #numbinside challenge! 😘❤️ thanks to all those who have been tagging me on challenges, particularly @whitecoatwriter ❤️ I haven't had much time in my hands lately to write. A thousand apologies! #poem #poet #poetry #numb #poetsofinstagram #prose #art #literature #writer #writings #writersofinstagram #love #broken #breakups #sorrow #sadness #creativecommunity #igwriters #igpoets #communityofpoets #communityofwriters
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we constantly try to live up to someone’s expectations, we try so hard to protect our reputation, ...
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we constantly try to live up to someone’s expectations, we try so hard to protect our reputation, you’ll do whatever you can just so you can impress them, but you’ll soon realize that nothing will ever be good enough for them, so you try to constantly to live your life through someone else’s ... we constantly try to live up to someone’s expectations, we try so hard to protect our reputation, you’ll do whatever you can just so you can impress them, but you’ll soon realize that nothing will ever be good enough for them, so you try to constantly to live your life through someone else’s eyes, one day it’ll be your downfall when you finally realize that it was all lies, and all that you’re left with is chasing your own happiness, & you’re left living through all this nastiness, but it’s so hard to point fingers when you lived a life of sin, sometimes you have to dig deep and remember where you been, a life filled with broken promises and dreams, one day you’ll change and realize what’s important when you finally get tired of your daily routine #staywoke #truth #knowyourworth #love #mind #heart #freestyle #bars #poem #poems #writersofinstagram #tumblr #quotes #poetsofinstagram #poetry #art #inspiration #selflove #latenightthoughts #facts #inspire #inspiration #lyricist #god #latenightthoughts #love #drama
#staystrong #numb #shady #poet #hate #youdeservebetter
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"Let the wind blows the PAIN away... That you've caused because you didn't STAY... But deep within ...
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"Let the wind blows the PAIN away... That you've caused because you didn't STAY... But deep within me I still PRAY... It's my name that you'd choose to SAY... Pretending that there's US in some way... That there's LOVE even for a day." -Sukito San . . . #spokenword #poetry #love #poetrycommunity ... "Let the wind blows the PAIN away...
That you've caused because you didn't STAY...
But deep within me I still PRAY...
It's my name that you'd choose to SAY...
Pretending that there's US in some way...
That there's LOVE even for a day." -Sukito San
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i wrote this for someone else, a woman recently broken hearted who needed to remember it was not right, ...
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i wrote this for someone else, a woman recently broken hearted who needed to remember it was not right, the love she lost. i could have written this for myself. in a way, i suppose i did. amazing how these human hearts suffer the same things in the same ways and yet we convince ourselves we are alone. ... i wrote this for someone else, a woman recently broken hearted who needed to remember it was not right, the love she lost. i could have written this for myself. in a way, i suppose i did. amazing how these human hearts suffer the same things in the same ways and yet we convince ourselves we are alone. amazing how hard it is to be patient, have faith in the future, believe these arms are carried by just the right wind currents, ever moving toward shore.
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HABIT - Mahek Kode i wake up with chaotic hair and a broken memory of my dream of you last night, i ...
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HABIT - Mahek Kode i wake up with chaotic hair and a broken memory of my dream of you last night, i wear my glasses to see you clearly and wash my face in feeble attempts to wipe away the grin from the love we made last night i walk upto the kitchen counter to make a cup of coffee and my hands pour ... HABIT - Mahek Kode

i wake up with chaotic hair and a broken memory of my dream of you last night,
i wear my glasses to see you clearly
and wash my face in feeble attempts to wipe away the grin from the love we made last night
i walk upto the kitchen counter to make a cup of coffee and my hands pour in the precise amount of sugar you want in it
i take a shower with you as my hands unknowingly reach the knob to make the water warm, because i know the cold water makes you edgy
then i dress up, in the spring colours you like
and tie my hair up, so you can effortlessly caress my bare neck
I put on the chain with your initials on it
i turn on the television and since we could never choose between football and a romantic movie, i switch to the music channel we like the most
we cook together and i take out two pans for our pastas, because red sauce makes you sick
and then we dance and dance until the sun goes down
and then we go to bed and i switch on the fan instead of the AC, i trained my body for warmth because yours can't fight the chill,
we make love and then
i sleep on the left side of the bed and almost as a routine, we gaze at each other as you sing me to sleep,
i sleep and dream, again about you,
loving you isn’t a conscious effort anymore,
it's a habit

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"Please do not love me - I am broken..." - James McInerney (Poet and Author of ‘Bloom’, 'In between ...
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"Please do not love me - I am broken..." - James McInerney (Poet and Author of ‘Bloom’, 'In between the lines’ and 'Red' - Available on Amazon and Kindle. Mirakee = jamesmcinerney #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetsofig #instapoetry #poem #poet #poetry #poetsofinstagram #love ... "Please do not love me - I am broken..." - James McInerney (Poet and Author of ‘Bloom’, 'In between the lines’ and 'Red' - Available on Amazon and Kindle. Mirakee = jamesmcinerney #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetsofig #instapoetry #poem #poet #poetry #poetsofinstagram #love #writersofig #mcinerney #jamesmcinerney #rmdrake #rupikaur #langleav #jironword #charlesbukowski #christopherpoindexter #tylerknottgregson #mirakee #mirakeewriters
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Blue vase-- #breaking #heart #broken #brokenpromises #heartbeat #love #lovelessons #poetry ...
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Blue vase-- #breaking #heart #broken #brokenpromises #heartbeat #love #lovelessons #poetry #poem #writing #words #poetsofinstagram #poetcommunity #poetsofig #writersofig #spilledink #poetryisnotdead #writercommunity #writersofinstagram #igpoets #instapoet #poetrycorner ... Blue vase-- #breaking #heart #broken #brokenpromises #heartbeat #love #lovelessons #poetry #poem #writing #words #poetsofinstagram #poetcommunity #poetsofig #writersofig #spilledink #poetryisnotdead #writercommunity #writersofinstagram #igpoets #instapoet #poetrycorner #perspective
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Libra scales unbalanced by injustices multiplied by the cries In Furguson mothers losing babies ...
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Libra scales unbalanced by injustices multiplied by the cries In Furguson mothers losing babies while the belly of the beast feeds lavishly while we're on bended knee being abused by religious isms with no clue in the real meaning Al' Hum Duh'Allah or Divine Trinity label ... Libra scales
unbalanced by injustices
multiplied by the cries
In Furguson

mothers losing
babies while
the belly of the beast
feeds lavishly
while we're on bended
knee being abused
by religious isms
with no clue
in the real meaning
Al' Hum Duh'Allah
or Divine Trinity

label a city Chiraq
inner city wars
with bitter blood
the concrete speaks
Of their forgotten dreams
by river banks
cash and oil wells

morally stuck
six o'clock news
media frenzies
another funeral
and lifeless cries
too early to stand
toe to toe with
the death dealer

so much sorrow
even the sparrow
refused to fly
a caged sky
countless lives
connected by
borrowed hope
in broken system

the last pages
of the poet
and prophet
read like
quran and bible
We all watching
and waiting
on the skies to open
To
project heavens doors

Who but us
To trust Love
a force
the hands
Of God

Aren't we all
significant
authority and authentic
to orchestrate change
for the
commonwealth
State of Mind
for mankind.

Kevin Guru©2018

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Better Man. #betterman #love #broken #brokenhearted #poem #poetry #prose #igpoets #sorrow #igwriters ...
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THINGS YOU AND I TALK ABOUT - Priyakshi Sharma I. Cats purring, the therapy in grocery shopping, Your ...
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THINGS YOU AND I TALK ABOUT - Priyakshi Sharma I. Cats purring, the therapy in grocery shopping, Your joy lurking in the curves of mountain roads, My peace visiting and leaving like salty sea waves, Ice cream flavors we have never tried, Lies we rehearse for the show every night, How ... THINGS YOU AND I TALK ABOUT - Priyakshi Sharma

I.
Cats purring, the therapy in grocery shopping,
Your joy lurking in the curves of mountain roads,
My peace visiting and leaving like salty sea waves,
Ice cream flavors we have never tried,
Lies we rehearse for the show every night,
How orange reminds you of cloudless
Skies above a town you left too early,
My tanned thighs, and pale stretch marks,
Dreams broken in dreamy eyes,
Kisses stolen under vigilant street lights.

II.
We talk about hospital visits, 
Dysfunctional families gathering for christmas, phone sex and politics, tragedies swept under old carpets
From old towns, insecurities pinned like landmarks on our flawed bodies,
Which we hesitatingly accept because hashtag self love,
and the elbows we would now know from
memory, the tongues which tasted ours and robbed them of words, the futures we believe in,
the pasts we deny over dinner,
the regrets we swallow like pills.

III.
We talk about trying to save this thing we have,
About the hurt we cause we promised we won’t,
Love bartered in exchange of a familiar voice,
'Love' you say is a blanket on a cold morning,
I say it is me reaching out for your palms
In a panic attack, we talk about our favorite features
On each others’ bodies, we leave a
Prayer on each others’ lips, and call it ‘homecoming’
We talk about monsoons and hospital meals,
Talk about a scar called love, which never heals

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Flight. #communityofwriters #love #time #thoughts #pondering #broken #brokenhearted #imissyou ...
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BROKEN THINGS #poem #poetscommunity #poetry #writing247 #write #Writing #Writer #poet #instapoetry ...
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My heart still beats My will is not broken I will never be defeated By words left unspoken Lessons ...
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My heart still beats My will is not broken I will never be defeated By words left unspoken Lessons were learned Growth was achieved Self resurrected I always believed ____________________________________________________________ #poetry #poetrylovers #heart #undefeated ... My heart still beats
My will is not broken
I will never be defeated
By words left unspoken
Lessons were learned
Growth was achieved
Self resurrected
I always believed
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you were not made for each other she should not have said 'yes' or 'i do" it might be your biggest ...
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you were not made for each other she should not have said 'yes' or 'i do" it might be your biggest mistake to date nothing's been whole since that day all those nights you wasted wasted on the bathroom floor if you know what i mean? when you thought no one was watching you both blacked out ... you were not made for each other
she should not have said 'yes' or 'i do"
it might be your biggest mistake to date
nothing's been whole since that day
all those nights you wasted
wasted on the bathroom floor
if you know what i mean?
when you thought no one was watching
you both blacked out on your wedding night
maybe you've both just been wasted for far too long
say what you will about it
but love had nothing to do with it
the only thing you have in common is being broken
and filling that void with booze
maybe you've both given up at this point
you're both blue and on borrowed time, and it's getting old
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“When you have a soft heart And it gets broken, You don’t piece it back together With hammered ...
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“When you have a soft heart And it gets broken, You don’t piece it back together With hammered nails and barbed wire fences You slap a piece of tape over the tear, - Scotch, not duct, because it’s really just there for appearances- And you open up your chest to let it breathe...” #softheart ... “When you have a soft heart
And it gets broken,
You don’t piece it back together
With hammered nails and barbed wire fences
You slap a piece of tape over the tear,
- Scotch, not duct, because it’s really just there for appearances-
And you open up your chest to let it breathe...” #softheart #unfiltered #beyoutiful #besoft #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poem #wordporn #love #loveislove #lgbt #walls #liveinthemoment #vulnerable #breathe #liveyourtruth #embraceyourtruth #betruetoyou #strongwomen #feels #pain #movingforward #keepyourheadup #wearewarriors #liveforyou #softhearted #strongminded #findthebeautyineverything #silverlining
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'A confused heart always ends up broken’ – James McInerney (Poet and Author of ‘Bloom’, 'In between ...
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'A confused heart always ends up broken’ – James McInerney (Poet and Author of ‘Bloom’, 'In between the lines’ and 'Red' - Available on Amazon and Kindle. Mirakee = jamesmcinerney #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetsofig #instapoetry #poem #poet #poetry #poetsofinstagram ... 'A confused heart always ends up broken’ – James McInerney (Poet and Author of ‘Bloom’, 'In between the lines’ and 'Red' - Available on Amazon and Kindle. Mirakee = jamesmcinerney #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetsofig #instapoetry #poem #poet #poetry #poetsofinstagram #love #writersofig #mcinerney #jamesmcinerney #rmdrake #rupikaur #langleav #jironword #charlesbukowski #christopherpoindexter #tylerknottgregson #mirakee #mirakeewriters #thursday
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'The sun is no match for a broken heart' - James McInerney (Poet and Author of ‘Bloom’, 'In between ...
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'The sun is no match for a broken heart' - James McInerney (Poet and Author of ‘Bloom’, 'In between the lines’ and 'Red' - Available on Amazon and Kindle. Mirakee = jamesmcinerney #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetsofig #instapoetry #poem #poet #poetry #poetsofinstagram #love ... 'The sun is no match for a broken heart' - James McInerney (Poet and Author of ‘Bloom’, 'In between the lines’ and 'Red' - Available on Amazon and Kindle. Mirakee = jamesmcinerney #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetsofig #instapoetry #poem #poet #poetry #poetsofinstagram #love #writersofig #mcinerney #jamesmcinerney #rmdrake #rupikaur #langleav #jironword #charlesbukowski #christopherpoindexter #tylerknottgregson #mirakee #thesunandherflowers
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If you couldn't say Love. How would it show? 🗒<span class="emoji emoji2712"></span> ⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌ #christ #gospel #poem #broken ...
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If you couldn't say Love. How would it show? 🗒 ⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌⚌ #christ #gospel #poem #broken #poetrycommunity #smile #emo #travel #traveler #poetryclub #poet #poetry #love #sad #qoutes #poetsofinstagram #relationship #picoftheday #beauty #beautiful #l4l #youtuber #writersofinstagram ... If you couldn't say Love. How would it show? 🗒✒
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this is the first poem in my next collection. the first piece you will read when you open it up. this ...
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this is the first poem in my next collection. the first piece you will read when you open it up. this next book is my story. it is the story i have been inadvertently writing since i first began, but it is now organized and condensed. there are so many new pieces for you to read, so many parts of me ... this is the first poem in my next collection. the first piece you will read when you open it up.
this next book is my story. it is the story i have been inadvertently writing since i first began, but it is now organized and condensed. there are so many new pieces for you to read, so many parts of me that i have until now left out. you will read about the broken, the healed, the bitter, the kind, the ugly, the good.
this is a book of love poems—and before you say, “well catarine, all you do is write love poems,”— it is different. there is honesty in these, pure honesty. i am no longer writing to blame anybody who has ever hurt me, i am writing to blame myself as well.
this book is, above all, for me. it is about closing doors and sealing old wounds so i can stop pulling from the past. i didn’t give myself a quota for this book like i have in the past. no “i need to write __ pieces about this topic and __ pieces about this topic.” i am writing what i want to write and nothing else.
but it is for you, too. for those of you who are going through heartbreak. for those of you who are at a crossroads in your relationship. for those of you who are learning how to love somebody right. for those of you who are learning to love yourself. this is for you.

i am not revealing the cover, the title, exact length, release date, or how it will be formatted yet. that will come within the next few weeks. but just now that this is the gift i have always wanted to give you.
for more poetry, follow @evanescent.love!

art by @elle_pi__
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New Broken Pieces #poetry #poem #love #rashidgjohnson #heart #heartbreak #writing #poetsofinstagram
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UNLOVING - Seep Agrawal If loving had a how not-to-love manual attached to it, it'd start with ...
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UNLOVING - Seep Agrawal If loving had a how not-to-love manual attached to it, it'd start with something like this- one, falling in love with the idea of a person makes them indestructible indestructibility for one, is vulnerability for the other leave before your heart starts ... UNLOVING - Seep Agrawal

If loving had a
how not-to-love manual attached to it,
it'd start with something like this-

one, falling in love with the idea of a person
makes them indestructible
indestructibility for one, is vulnerability for the other
leave before your heart starts looking like the aftermath of a tornado
two, I once wrote a poem about how
your freckles reminded me of the constellations in my night sky
I hope you never find it
I don't look at night skies without thinking
of darkness anymore
three, falling in love is often
craving for two arms to call home
and a voice that doesn't take you around in circles
after all this while, all I know is that
cravings aren't known to be healthy anyway

four, in nineteen years of life
the only form of love I'm still comfortable with
is loving my own self
I'm sorry if that sounds selfish
it is the only kind of love that doesn't end with
either of us, awake at 4 am
grappling with reality and gnawing at the brokenness between us
five, expired medicines and toxic relationships
are infact, synonyms-
both silent killers
you will never know till your insides
start to resemble the hollow of a flute
now, broken lovers make for sweet music,
don't they?

six, the concept of happy endings is a
contradiction in itself
just like the concept of
you and I,
forever
will ever be.

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POEM BELOW: I pulled the last penny from my pocket; opposite of the one that held my shaking hand; ...
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POEM BELOW: I pulled the last penny from my pocket; opposite of the one that held my shaking hand; still trembling from over a hundred (times three) days of constant sorrow. My feet lay elevated and rested at that place we used to go, where our shoelaces kissed the rippled water, peacefully. ... POEM BELOW:
I pulled the last penny from my pocket; opposite of the one that held my shaking hand; still trembling from over a hundred (times three) days of constant sorrow. My feet lay elevated and rested at that place we used to go, where our shoelaces kissed the rippled water, peacefully.
This was our place.

We would talk about the dreams and the wishes that came before us, the people they belonged to, and even wondered which of those hope-filled aspirations ever did come true.
I remember one night you held out your hand with a mountain of change and I quickly grabbed the only penny that you had. I laughed (with joy) as I kissed your forehead and flung that penny into the wishing well where our feet were perched. "Don't worry, my dear, my wish benefits you too." You smirked (while joking) that I stole your wish as you told me that I owed you one some day. I assured you my wish held more than a thousand wishes and that everyone involved you. .
You smiled at our place. (You always smiled at our place.) .
So here I am today (months later) with my last penny in hand, torn between selfishness and selflessness. A trail of broken dreams and broken promises behind me, and semi-broken hope for any ever coming true. I see pennies gleaming from the well as I drop my head to pray: "Dear God, if she ever finds her way back to this place there's a chance that she's broken too. Can you protect her like you've protected me? Can you give her the hope that she needs, the Spirit and belief so that she can grow closer too? And lastly, can you let her know that the wish that I stole, was for her to always know You?" (And just in case you're reading this, between the two red bricks there's a flower pot. Underneath it, there's a wish waiting for you, and God is waiting too.)
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POEM BELOW: The Angel came upon a broken butterfly who was laboring for his flight. "Here. Take ...
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POEM BELOW: The Angel came upon a broken butterfly who was laboring for his flight. "Here. Take my wings and continue with your journey; go live to see another day; let your fragile beauty flutter with the wind." The enfeebled butterfly looked up to the Angel: "I can't take your wings. How ... POEM BELOW:
The Angel came upon a broken butterfly who was laboring for his flight. "Here. Take my wings and continue with your journey; go live to see another day; let your fragile beauty flutter with the wind." The enfeebled butterfly looked up to the Angel: "I can't take your wings. How will you get to where you're going to help those broken people?" The Angel replied: "Here is where I'm meant to be. I've now done what I am meant to do. I'm everywhere inside of you. You're the Nectar of the Earth, a Keeper of the Beauty, go fly!" The puzzled butterfly, stunned by the kind gesture, went mute in his reply. The Angel continued, "I am the Nectar of God. The people of the Earth can't see me, though they can see you. I'm in every falling feather, every blooming flower and every child-like glow. But you're the Messenger of Peace, comfort in dreams and today you'll take these wings to fly! Now I'll be in Heaven waiting, so keep these wings and paint this Earth with beauty. I'll be expecting you, like God is too, but before He calls upon your soul, He calls upon you to find those lost and lonely humans. So keep these wings and spread your Faith; we want broken people." .
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It is always darkest before the light, but it is over now. She is invincible. Not a scared little girl ...
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It is always darkest before the light, but it is over now. She is invincible. Not a scared little girl anymore. Hiding from the world, so afraid and unsure. What was she running for? But now she is invincible. The perfect storm. . . . . . . . . . Poem by @sapphsweetdoll Illustration ... It is always darkest before the light, but it is over now. She is invincible. Not a scared little girl anymore. Hiding from the world, so afraid and unsure. What was she running for? But now she is invincible. The perfect storm.
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Poem by @sapphsweetdoll
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Broken to, broken two. My work and my signed copies of my latest book, Questions to our Answers ships ...
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Broken to, broken two. My work and my signed copies of my latest book, Questions to our Answers ships worldwide via my Etsy page (link in profile). QTOA can also be found in major leading bookstores in Singapore, Malaysia and the Philippines! #writingcommunity #love #typewriterpoetry ... Broken to, broken two.
My work and my signed copies of my latest book, Questions to our Answers ships worldwide via my Etsy page (link in profile). QTOA can also be found in major leading bookstores in Singapore, Malaysia and the Philippines! #writingcommunity #love #typewriterpoetry #quote #poetry #qotd #author #poet #timothyjoshua #quotestoliveby #poetsofinstagram #quotes #writer #wordgasm #poemoftheday #poem #wordporn #books #poemsporn #igpoetry #typewriter #poetrycommunity #reader #writersofinstagram #spilledink #writing #poetsofig #creativewriting
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TIDES - Bhavya Bhagtani (@trapezium_) Not every companion Comes with a filter And sometimes ...
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TIDES - Bhavya Bhagtani (@trapezium_) Not every companion Comes with a filter And sometimes it's important To remember how Sugar coated words Can cut deeper Hurt longer Than sharpened honesty How not always Can your cold hands Find warm fingers To hold onto Because there ... TIDES - Bhavya Bhagtani (@trapezium_)

Not every companion
Comes with a filter
And sometimes it's important
To remember how
Sugar coated words
Can cut deeper
Hurt longer
Than sharpened honesty
How not always
Can your cold hands
Find warm fingers
To hold onto
Because there are evenings
And even mornings
You greet winter with
Dried branches
Burnt leaves
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I have said to you
Words harsher
Than my parents cannot
Even in their nightmares
imagine
Coming out of my mouth
And you have taken them
Patiently
Setting them to fire
In the back pockets of your jeans
As your lips have
Always found mine
To carefully spell
destiny
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We've both had
Our shares of turning
To different bodies
With different beats
But I've understood
I'd rather be in a room
Of echoing abandonment
Than with a person
I can only aim
For a castle full of 'almosts' with
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Your special talents include
Imitating people
And miserably failing
At singing without cracking
But somehow
You've had the biggest umbrella
For all my grey clouds
You aren't the best
At most of the things
But you've somehow
Aced the art of loving
Without having to mention
How much you love
Out loud.
It is only a handful
Of deep slumbers left
Before we wake up
To packed suitcases
And unlocked, empty wardrobes
All set to load
Our poorly-timed aspirations
Onboard
But even when we end up
Being continents apart
I will remember
In the hearts of my heart
There once was a lover
Who made me experience
What it would feel like
If all my journals
One night, came to life
Who made me realise
Home doesn't always have to be
Big arms and warm smiles
Sometimes it can be
Roofless and broken
Empty and dingy
Unclean and hollow
But it'll never not
Kiss you on your left cheek
Every morning
A second before
You open your eyes

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Where do all the lost hearts go The ones that hurt even though Life gave them lemons Perhaps their ...
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Where do all the lost hearts go The ones that hurt even though Life gave them lemons Perhaps their luck was their weapons Where do all the lost hearts go The ones who only want to know How to get to the heavens Without grasping the idea of their venom Where do all the lost hearts go The ... Where do all the lost hearts go
The ones that hurt even though
Life gave them lemons
Perhaps their luck was their weapons

Where do all the lost hearts go
The ones who only want to know
How to get to the heavens
Without grasping the idea of their venom

Where do all the lost hearts go
The ones who never reaped what they sow
The only pain that does grow
are their broken backs, this I know.

Where do all the lost hearts go
when there is no one left to know?
Ridden by magnificent age
Never allowed to turn the page.

Where do all the lost hearts go
that never loved a single soul
Counting stars and sheep in the cold
Never to feel true love's warmth blow

Where do all the lost hearts go...? @dragonwolfff_

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2 A.M. #poem #poems #poetry #originalpoetry #originalpoem #words #art #lost #euphoria #poet ...
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It's been 6 months since I've written something. 6 months of silence. 6 months of a broken dam with ...
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It's been 6 months since I've written something. 6 months of silence. 6 months of a broken dam with no water within, which can flow. 6 months of lost love and lots of silence. 6 months of a journey alone, and a journey within. 6 months, and not a word on this blog. Perhaps I've realised now, that ... It's been 6 months since I've written something. 6 months of silence. 6 months of a broken dam with no water within, which can flow. 6 months of lost love and lots of silence. 6 months of a journey alone, and a journey within. 6 months, and not a word on this blog. Perhaps I've realised now, that words are my best friends. People can come and go, but the words you etch in the continuum of time remain.
Look at this broken heart. It is sealed with drops of gold. What is this called? Kitsukoroi, the Japanese art of repairing broken things with material which is greater than what it is made of. "People, just like these kintsugi, are more beautiful for having been broken once, and then sewn together with gold again." I was also broken. I am now healing. I'm beautiful for having been broken down. I know my heart now exists in a million pieces, but I know for sure, that one day, love, time and happiness will seep in and bring them together. Till then, the broken pieces of my heart will drip words onto this little world of "ectopia cordis." Welcome and stay, it will be worth the wait. .
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i was taught to hold my own to speak the truth and show it unapologetically that outlandish ...
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i was taught to hold my own to speak the truth and show it unapologetically that outlandish middle child who never needed attention from the world although i crave just one and perhaps my personality calls out to crowds that i've always walked away from fueled by the values beyond ... i was taught
to hold my own
to speak the truth
and show it
unapologetically
that outlandish middle child
who never needed attention
from the world
although i crave
just one
and perhaps my personality
calls out to crowds
that i've always walked away from
fueled by the values
beyond a broken society
a class clown
skipping class
and acing the tests
because knowledge
has always been easier than
wisdom
screaming out loud
within whispers
please say my name
like you love me
beyond your pain
see the secrets
held within my eyes
and let's stomp this ground
learn this dance
and feel our way through
breathing out the insignificance
and learning that
what there is to give
is more than
what we've been taught -joshua ryan stewart °
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Larger than life You knew how to fill a room With your laughter and smile Taking up space Making ...
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Larger than life You knew how to fill a room With your laughter and smile Taking up space Making me feel safe and secure Small and afraid Without your presence I navigate the room blindly Reaching out for a hint of stability Feeling uncertain and unsure Loud and chaotic Nothing ... Larger than life
You knew how to fill a room
With your laughter and smile
Taking up space
Making me feel safe and secure

Small and afraid
Without your presence
I navigate the room blindly
Reaching out for a hint of stability
Feeling uncertain and unsure

Loud and chaotic
Nothing makes sense
My senses are overwhelmed
My heart is broken
The room feels empty and obscure

Loved from afar
You tell me you’re here
A feeling of warmth envelops me
I’m broken but there are still
Traces of your light, shining pure
Growing tall
I brace myself against the wind
And remember what you taught me
With closed eyes and open hands
I trust that I will endure ~April Bowers, 2018

Two years without you making me laugh, listening to me vent about life’s trivialities, and telling me that everything will work out. You were my compass, my flashlight, my walking stick. I can’t say I’ve gotten through these last two years without pain and a few wounds that don’t want to heal yet. But if anything, I learned from you that you’ve got to keep pressing on through the hard times. So here we are. Pressing on. Using all of the knowledge and wisdom you shared with us. We feel you in every hug we give, every kind act we do for someone, and every time we get ticked off at other drivers. 😆 This day will not be any sadder for me than any other day over the past two years. Instead, I will put some love out into the world and smile and laugh and give hugs freely. Love you, dad.

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ASSUMED SLEEP - Alfiya Shaikh Broken roofs have never welcomed rain. I remember my parents ...
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ASSUMED SLEEP - Alfiya Shaikh Broken roofs have never welcomed rain. I remember my parents fighting to the sound of thunder at night, assuming I had fallen asleep. Assuming, because they never checked, and never knew that between the peals of lightning, I could hear every bitter syllable. One ... ASSUMED SLEEP - Alfiya Shaikh

Broken roofs have never welcomed rain.

I remember my parents fighting to the sound of thunder at night, assuming I had fallen asleep. Assuming, because they never checked, and never knew that between the peals of lightning, I could hear every bitter syllable.

One night, it was raining like the world was breaking apart in two, and my house was in the exposed crack between these two pieces. I was awake when Ma slapped the suitcase shut. I was awake when I saw her wiping away her tears and raising her chin up. I was awake when she told me she was leaving.

But I don't remember whether I was awake when she asked me to come with her. Because she didn't. I wasn't awake when she hugged me tightly before she left, telling me she loved me. Because she didn't.

I tell myself she did. I tell myself that it was my fault I missed all those demonstrations of her love, because I. Just. Wasn't. Awake.

See, a roof is made of two slopes, and I always thought the slope covering my room and the kitchen was Ma's. The other slope, covering the living room and the bedroom and the dining room was Papa's. That day when my Ma kissed me on the forehead before she left (she did, she DID!) she took away her roof with her. And Papa never came out from under his part of the roof to check whether I was asleep, because he was too busy boarding up his windows with manly expressions of strength. (Ragged sobs escaped out from these boarded out windows sometimes, but he assumed I was asleep.) So those two sloping parts of the roof went in different directions that night, and I stood there in the crack formed in between. Searing wet and assumed asleep.

And that is why broken roofs have never welcomed rain.

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To continue to serve and be of service, whilst deeply affected by the state of the world and perhaps ...
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To continue to serve and be of service, whilst deeply affected by the state of the world and perhaps even broken hearted, is perhaps one of the most powerful actions there is. For it means you are both unstoppable and relentless, and furthermore it inspires courage and commitment from those ... To continue to serve and be of service, whilst deeply affected by the state of the world and perhaps even broken hearted, is perhaps one of the most powerful actions there is. For it means you are both unstoppable and relentless, and furthermore it inspires courage and commitment from those who bear witness. Let your broken heart remain cracked wide open, clean it out, keep it free of desires and let it guide you to your path of service. Do not lick you wounds instead let them bleed freely and with that deep red ink write the story of your soul's progress and perfection
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Typewriter Series #2277 by Tyler Knott Gregson . Text for Tired Eyes: . I can’t do the suit and ...
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Typewriter Series #2277 by Tyler Knott Gregson . Text for Tired Eyes: . I can’t do the suit and tie life, I can’t do the leather shoes
shined like a mirror, it won’t hold my reflection. 
I can’t do the yes ma'am no sir right away boss nonsense,
I can’t breathe the air from a square made three ... Typewriter Series #2277 by Tyler Knott Gregson
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Text for Tired Eyes:
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I can’t do the suit and tie life, I can’t do the leather shoes
shined like a mirror, it won’t hold my reflection. 
I can’t do the yes ma'am no sir right away boss nonsense,
I can’t breathe the air from a square made three dimensional. 
No clicking clacking pitter patter of fingers tapping across the
dance floor of a keyboard, crumbs sticking on the J key, left shift broken.
I’m all out of khaki, no dress shirts suffocate under the thin plastic 
the dry cleaners so graciously give you. I never found a numbered
tag littering the floor of my closet, never smelled the chemicals.
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Will it end me, some day? Will I be strangled by the red tape
I never had to cut, smashed down by the pressure of some
401K I never poured money into, the matching funds
no employer ever made? More weight, I would yell, 
defiant against the witch trials of adulthood. More weight.
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My jeans fray at the knees, at the pockets from hands stuffed
into them, my t-shirts are not as white as they once were.
The only shoes I know to wear are worn thin, a hole at the toe,
no leather to speak of, they still carry the mud from where
I’ve wandered. .
I can’t do the suit and tie life, it hangs me from the rafters
of an attic I cannot imagine. I will not sacrifice the 
wilder parts of me, they speak a language I just barely
understand. .
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
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