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rainreads · 7 months
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"Tired" by Langston Hughes.
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4s1na · 2 years
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"my darling, you will never be unloved by me you are too well tangled in my soul"
— Atticus
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heyimanonboy · 4 months
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what i can't find in my life i may find in the bottom of another bottle
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celestial-equator · 6 months
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if nothing else, leave us the moon
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mehreenkhan · 1 year
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Are we what we do with time, or are we what time does with us?
— Mahmoud Darwish
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flowersforfrancis · 9 months
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om-is-ok · 1 month
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Never thought of being a writer until I met you.
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Never thought of creating poetry until I met you.
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Never understood meaning of poetry until I met you.
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Never knew poetry could be this beautiful, cruel, fierce
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....And heart wrenching at the same time until I met you.
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Never understood why do people became poets until I met you.
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Never understood why do poets talk about love so much
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as if that's the most sacred thing in this world until I met you.
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Now poetry is starting to make sense because of you,
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....glad that I met you, my poetry. -Om.
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lilllium · 1 year
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— J. Allyn Rosser, from Sugar Dada
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“Nobody has ever measured,
not even poets,
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how much the heart can hold.”
-Zelda Fitzgerald
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kurja-tales · 1 year
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dreamingmantis · 3 months
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I watch the silver petals / so softly / form ripples upon the waters of time. / My song melds into hers. / Her song melds into mine.
from "Something Like Sappho" ♡
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rainreads · 2 years
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canismajor0 · 7 months
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coffeeacademia · 6 months
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“I was sixteen for twenty years. By September I will be a ghost.”
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mehreenkhan · 1 year
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mohabbat mein nahin hai farq jeene aur marne ka usi ko dekh kar jite hain jis kafir pe dam nikle
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