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#i cant write poetry
meadflo · 2 months
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Between the Reposts
Between the reposts, of racoons with hats and fandoms of bread that can calculate stats is pictures of children dying guns drawn at their heads and if they are not yet dead then they will not Survive this. Between all the reposts, of famous explorers and stories about childhood boarders is letters from their mothers begging for some other reality for their children to be brought back to them as they are left there crying. Between the bloody reposts, of characters and their cats lovers and newly decorated flats is the news of the 'war' news of the 'war' news of the torture. Dogs, butterflies, BUY A NEW PC, my brother is eating cheese, I HATE APRICOTS, this is the best Pokémon, I love my dad, shitty books, how to film your heartbeat, I lost my bag crowds out the hungry, crowds out the dead, crowds out the hungry, crowds out the dead. The noise speaks volumes, and only noise will be what's left.
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argrtagrhrgrggrgrgr · 6 months
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I literally love my QPP so fucking much but like I sometimes get just kinda stuck with the sun trapped in my chest because I don't know how to express all this love and let it out so now I'm writing this goobish post reaching out to tumblr.com as a sort of last resort like help guys I love too much
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underneaththemoon4 · 11 months
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Here's a little poem i wrote called "haunting". Its my first go at it.
I am a statue.
Sitting.
Waiting.
A figure forever haunting my memories.
Dust collects upon my stone body.
I stay.
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poetryoutloud · 9 days
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hope peers back at me through the dish soap
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twinnedpeaks · 3 months
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a tapestry of lines stitched together before the age of twenty, elvira s.
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august-writing · 2 months
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"Not I," I said, "I love you."
Yet when blood was on your face I knew you not.
"Would you follow me, my child? Even in the dark?"
But when the light blew dim I fled.
You told me of the future, and of a joy to come 
You loved me and you taught me
"I know your heart, my child."
When you were weak and weary where was I to comfort?
When you cried out for the Father I hid my face.
I saw you. I saw your eyes and anguish.
O how it pierced me. How could I abandon you?
"Not I," I said, "I love you." But how could it be true?
I turned and left my lover.
Weak and twisted is the heart that claimed to live for you
How can it be, how can I live? I wish to love you.
Yet it is a dead heart that saw your face among the crowd.
A light flew across the distance. On the wings of your suffering.
O how it pierced me. My eyes have opened.
I don't deserve to be here, to sing and see the dawn
Lord let me live and love you
How I was meant to all along
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fuckingwhateverdude · 10 months
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leave me alone!!!
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vilebird · 1 month
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SACRIFICIAL LAMB
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bathtub4rats · 1 year
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Jon's been in his lab for two days and they're trying to get him to eat
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Day 96 of Writing Something Everyday
(365 Day Challenge)
Warning: This One is Spicy Lol🙈🌶️🔥
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How can someone touch you without being near you?
How can someone make your legs quiver without penetration?
I don't know - but I crave it...
I dream about it...
I feel your hands in my hair,
Your fingers tracing the shape of my leg,
Your lips on my neck - your voice in my ear..
I'm
m
e
l
t
i
n
g..
I've never felt this powerless at someone's invisible hands yet so invincible at the same time.
This is a game you're playing and I'm the avatar on the screen.
I'm okay with it, I just want you to tell me what to do - I'm idling for you.
When you come back to your game controller on the couch - is that the plan?
You want me with all this pent up unused energy?
God....If you were here right now I'd be on you like cheese on toast, I've never had such an insatiable and feral desire for anyone like this in my entire life.
Consume me...devour me...
I want to be inside of you and you inside of me...
Oh....
my....
God...
Does any of this make sense?!
What did you do to me?
I don't even care anymore..
You just ignited a flame that'd been doused long ago because I was ashamed of myself for thinking such things.
I walk down my apartment's hallway and imagine you and I.
I'm up against the wall and you have me pinned like a butterfly.
You said you wanted me to moan in your ear right?
How I long to feel your stubble tickle my skin.
I walk into my bathroom and imagine warm showers in which you join me.
You said you weren't perfect, yet you're doing something right...
Keep doing it please...I need you..
Come back...
Every
Single
Day
Without
You
Is
Torture
You know that don't you?
I love you..
~Jenni
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marcusagrippa · 6 days
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beep boop
( cut out from here :] )
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kaekae444 · 5 months
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i hate being the one that always loves more
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poetryoutloud · 2 months
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another spring poem
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Is it really a good book if there aren't any characters having complex relations with substance abuse and god?
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fuckingwhateverdude · 2 years
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@nosebleedclub // nov. #9
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