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#love poem
hermoonlitworld · 2 days
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It’s love isn’t it?
When it’s early in the morning and you’re just taking your first sip of coffee and you think about them, When it’s 12am and you’re wondering if they’ve made home safe. When it’s the middle of the day, and you’re laughing and somehow they cross through your mind.
It is love isn’t it, if you think of them as you read this.
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sujaayyyyy · 2 days
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Where are you hurrying to? You will see the same moon tonight Wherever you go.
—Izumi Shikibu
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lunchboxpoems · 15 hours
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LOVE POEM
Sometimes, I wonder if I would know a beautiful thing if I saw it. So often, I was miserable when I was young, even in California with the ocean close and fat seals munching flatfish, tonguing urchins in their molars, sunning themselves pink by the sandy primrose. I ignored the whistle of the rock-faced mountain and her chorus of dry hills, walked past the blazing stars and lemons in dramatic ripe. I was so sad out west. The truth is I am most exquisite on the east coast, meaning I am in rhythm. I do not track the world by beauty but joy. That first bite into the soft carrot of tagine stew while a storm wailed over the East River. The misfit raccoon bouncing on trash bins in Central Park after we saw a Japanese play. We almost crashed a wedding that night at the Boathouse but lost our nerve. We were not dressed for the caper, but even this felt like rogue joy. Yes. It was joy, wasn’t it? Even if it was ugly, it was joy.
MEGAN FERNANDES
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onurtaskiranpoetry · 2 days
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She has that power over me, to spellbind me with just a whisper in my ear, a single lascivious incantation and a touch of her sorcerous hands, turns me into a beast.
An ancient piece from 2017 that I reworded to fit more my current style.
Reposted on a different image due to technical issues.
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jordynhaiku · 2 days
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Shakespearean
Our old texts become
a new tragedy to read
when I've drank too much.
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chthonic-empyrean · 2 days
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"أغلب الحكايات الجميلة لا تنتهي نهايات جميلة .. لأن النصيب أقوى من الحب
"Most of the beautiful stories don't have beautiful endings, because destiny is stronger than love.
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thelaststarsblog · 3 days
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Sometimes you just have to stop and appreciate all the good things in your life. 🦋
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modern-anarkali · 2 days
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Suno? Itne bekhabar kaise ho?
Hum tumhein dekhne ke liye tadapte hain,
Aur tumhein khabar bhi nhi.
Hum tumse takraane ki umeed mein hi ghar se nikalte hain,
Aur tumhein parvaah bhi nhi.
Dost samajh ke hi has lete ho humari baaton pe,
Hum aankhon aankhon mein hi tumse kitna pyaar karte hain,
Aur tumhein khabar bhi nhi.
aakanksha
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oddarette · 2 days
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I don’t animate, I don’t make poetry, but I made this.
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tinta-y-cometas · 2 days
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Fueron más firmes mis lágrimas que mis alegrías por ti.
Villasmil
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missinyouiskillingme · 10 hours
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Perhaps watching someone you love suffer can teach you even more than suffering yourself can.
Dodie Smith, I Capture the Castle
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alberideilimoni · 1 day
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//fs navratil
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notpikaman · 11 hours
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sujaayyyyy · 3 days
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“𝑊ℎ𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑜 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡? 𝐴 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑒.”
—Bai Juyi
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jordanbolton · 8 months
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“Range Life” by Jordan Bolton
Part of Scenes from Imagined Films Issue #1, available on Etsy
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onurtaskiranpoetry · 5 hours
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And this is how my gut takes a terrible beating. From listening to my stupid heart.
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poeticdarkness · 4 months
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She’s a ten but anytime she’s going through a hard time, she automatically reads and listens to music all day because she would rather escape this world and focus on other peoples sorrow and problems than her own.
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notpikaman · 11 hours
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