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forlornalbatross · 4 months
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Peripherals — moth’s motherboard memory — dents & fractures; abysmal posture, goodwill gestures, good riddance fever — always a good tempered disguise in good-byes —
✍🏽 D C de Oliveira 🗓️ November 28 2023 ⌚️Tuesday 9.11am 📷 Iphone4 📸 Friday, 10.47am - September 27 2013 📍Syd, AU 🗂️ Wordlings Pictorial
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heylsqowt · 6 days
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If I am still whole, I cannot feel it,
Into my core, I am sleeping,
The phases I feel now are next to nothing; I am hurting,
Yet I cannot find a tear,
To shed my burden,
It is as if I am sleeping, but still the world keeps turning.
-Kill the Mirage Poetry / Tracy Cregg
Thanks for reading!
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allmpoems · 12 days
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Small Revolutions [2/8/24]
a million small revolts
can add up to a revolution
if now it seems pointless,
like what you're doing isn't enough
you're not alone
there is a story
it's always stuck with me
it's about a man who tosses
starfish
back into the sea
someone tells him
that he can't possibly
save all those starfish,
but he saved so many,
did he not?
just because your small revolt
doesn't make a dent,
in the giant hurt of the world,
some individual, someplace,
was saved
and what happens,
if many more people were on that beach
how many starfish could be saved,
if enough people
did something deemed insignificant
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perfected-grace · 5 months
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You are chaotic up close. You function in oxymoron's. You're like an impending collision that's hard to look away from.
Please don't leave me.
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naeemajusthasthoughts · 3 months
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Tired
When I say I am tired
I sometimes hope people can see
for what it's worth
almost like a plea
I am constantly fighting myself
telling myself, "it's not worth it"
I cannot stand on the side
and see my family crumbling inside
with no answers to why
and justify it with a sad smile
I cannot see them die inside
when I finally find my peace
where the thoughts aren't following me
in the never ending battle with me
if only it was so easy to sleep
then perhaps I won't be tired
but I am.
So stop telling me how I should feel.
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aaravaggarwal9 · 5 months
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A Wish
Even i wish to stay the same
I want slither into that corner of yours
Come up to you gently
Kiss you tenderly on the cheek
Say that I love you
Just hug you tightly
And quietly adore nature's beauty
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thecorvinmartinet · 6 months
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Your Beauty
What do I see in you,
From your crown down to your toe?
The thoughts in your mind and your soul that’s true.
I shall tell these, so in words beauty does grow.
Your hair that falls
Like the fire in the Yosemite,
Does compare to the sword that guards the walls
Of Eden, held by that heavenly entity.
Your eyes that could allure
Conquerors into the thickest of jungles
My attention they adjure
And when I see them! Why, my heart stumbles.
And so my heart I base on yours!
For this year and then many more.
For man, would fight many wars,
Just for the beauty, in that heart I adore.
Your soul is the gold the colonizers sought.
It is filled with the glory they needed.
It is stronger and louder than guns with which they fought.
It is too good to be unheeded.
So, please do not abjure me.
Even if I’m not who you desire.
I will sit by you, lonesome but with glee.
For there I will write your beauty for the one you’ll admire.
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alzairewren · 4 months
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@nosebleedclub November Prompt - Breathing
Breathing
I know I am alive
When the soft dewy scent of the dawn
Creeps into my soul
Setting me to peace
When the floral perfumes of the fresh meadows beneath
Spiral in to fill my lungs
The amazing spices sold at the nearby market
Reminds me of a warm autumn evening
All brown and orange and yellow the fall
I feel alive
As the winter's chill makes my stomach churn
I eagerly await the springtime blooms
Singing softly to nature in a silent conversation of the hearts
And a drizzle of rain rejuvenates the world with a new life
Yet the sunsets look brighter than its rise
Am I just living or really alive?
Wren~
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jerobertsthoughts · 5 months
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I write my truths
My faults...
The hurt I feel
You've read it all
I am an opened diary
I have nothing to hide
Every post you see is how I feel inside
It may seem one sided
But I'm sure others can relate
Anything I've said is up for debate
I've been at this for years
And at times it seemed like a struggle
This writing thing fits to me like pieces of a puzzle
I write for you, I write for me
My words can be meant for anybody
I don't want to stop
I'm so close to the top
It's been written
And I hope you all can bare witness
-jeroberts
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belleinwonderland7 · 3 months
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Everytime I think about what I’ve created
I feel my heart shake and jump around
It gets so excited to be seen
Finally
It screams
‘Thank you! Thank you for letting me out!’
-kb
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forlornalbatross · 10 months
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"I yearn for you in the most delicate & polite ways; even amidst my raw animal wanting of you -"
D C de Oliveira || from: To Chloe, Orexis ||  June 3 2023 || Saturday 9.25am
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letimc · 3 months
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Immortalizing you
You are everything that I hate Everything that I regret now Everything that I can’t even forget about. It’s impossible to turn back
What if I never called quit. What if you stood by me. What if we were meant to be. In my head we could Only if
You never ever see All the things I did just to move on If this is my last night immortalizing you Just for you to know That I will tell my legacy about How I went heartless because of you
I never moved on. I don’t think I really can. I hate myself for not letting you go. That toxic, you know?
- Letízia Carrizo
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mianimasenpoeticus · 11 days
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allmpoems · 12 days
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to my one and only [2/1/24]
i love the way your hair falls
right in front of your eyes
and i love the way you push it back
getting rid of your disguise
i love the way you say some words
slightly different from the norm
an extra "u" or an extra "i"
as you give your voice its own little form
I love the way you hold me close,
in your arms, so tight
you listen, and you hold so sweet
god, it feels so right
and i love the way your eyes are so wide
like you're taking in the whole world
and you love everything you see
i love the way your eyes are so bright
like you're looking at the whole world
but all you see is me
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sanders1665 · 6 months
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The joyful pathways to his heart are blocked,
and the man keeps on cementing the cracks,
sometimes his woman senses he has pain inside,
but his friends will never know if he's hurting,
he's a dormant volcano and sometimes explodes,
and then his family is covered in burning ashes,
simmering volcano's are everywhere,
men don't share their pain and hurt with other men,
they are only allowed to be angry with other men,
men respect the rage that comes from another man,
but the rule of man is not to talk about feelings or be emotional,
that's for the women,
simmering pain and hurt slowly rise,
and a volcano erupts,
boys watch their fathers,
and boys feel the heat of their volcano,
so they build their own volcano,
men should not express their hurting thoughts,
men do not cry,
men do not allow their feminine side to talk,
men do not allow the hurt to show,
they explode like volcano's,
and molten lava covers and burns everywhere,
and then they remain in dormancy for a while,
men consider it weakness,
to talk about the things that hurt them,
a man cry's alone in the dark and sometimes,
he cry's for his mommy,
but he will never tell anyone,
all men are hurting on the inside,
but he has a shield of machismo and a coat of bravado,
he his tough,
he has scars on his skin,
he's had blood on his fists,
he's broken bones,
he's said vicious, hurtful words,
but he hurts on the inside,
he won't tell you,
but when his volcano explodes,
then you know he's hurting.
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