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#spilled poetry
iambrillyant · a day ago
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“there is nothing more attractive and more powerful than someone remembering who they are again. seeing them swim in their true essence after an extended time stuck at shore, seeing them return back to themselves of old, but dealing with the waves differently now.”
— iambrillyant
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thepersonalquotes · 2 days ago
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notasoupcompany · 2 days ago
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my high school graduation cap quote that still rings true
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sujaayyyyy · 2 days ago
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"𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑔𝑜𝑑 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑎𝑛, 𝑂𝑟 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑡 𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑙𝑦 ℎ𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑔𝑜𝑑."
—Melanie Exler
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apoetsparacosm · 2 days ago
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I told the stars about us
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everytimeyousaygoodbye · 2 days ago
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Tender as the daisies
Brittle as a dream
Dainty as the veiled moon
Petite as the peonies, such
Was the love we shared, such
Was the love we built....................
everytimeyousaygoodbye ©
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poetryshewrote · 19 hours ago
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two hearts
two aching hearts, intertwined.
both of them, cards on the line.
neither of them, surrender their pride.
two futures that no longer align.
how their love, now disoriented.
separation seemingly cemented.
two aching hearts, pulled apart.
not entirely ready to restart.
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sweetened skin in quaking rhythm
tasting blackberries betwixt teeth;
cherry stems knotting, tied up,
by lapping liquored tongues.
breathe relief, sigh, release
deep to cling onto breath,
as mouths swill fervent flavors;
anticipating what's next.
ineffable touch, rolling eyes white,
welcoming in dawn at night.
-Quid Pro Quo-
BL 2022
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champagnev3nus · 2 days ago
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so i drew my cards
played them right
alongside
the other
heart
you sliced
-v.o
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iambrillyant · 2 days ago
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“the older versions of you that didn’t know better don’t need blame consistently placed on them, they don’t need the scent of your resentment following them, they don’t need shame consistently attached to them; they deserve gratitude. you wouldn’t be who you are now without them.”
— iambrillyant
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thepersonalquotes · a day ago
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aaronawbra · a day ago
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sujaayyyyy · 2 days ago
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𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚎v𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢.
𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙶𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚜.
—Mary Oliver, "Franz Marc's Blue Horses", Blue Horses
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wolfyoucanttame · 2 days ago
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You love October most of all, how there is no word for so much splendor.
- Eric Gamalinda,from 'the opposite of nostalgia'
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academic-nyctophile · 9 hours ago
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We fell in love in October
That's why I love fall
Looking at the stars
Admiring from afar
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anotherdeadpoet · 2 days ago
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i was scared of you
not because of you were mean
but because you werent
you were beautiful.
(exquisite, actually)
i was 14 when i first expirienced your love
and it scared me
because ive never felt love like that before
love so strong
love so beautiful
a love like yours
your love was everything to me
its a shame i only see that now
you mean everything to me, my darling boy
you are my everything. and that scares me.
im sorry i hurt you
im sorry i was mean
i didnt mean it...
and im sorry i pushed you away
i was scared of you
but im not anymore
i love you.
im not afraid anymore. of you, of love, of nothing really, nothing at all when i know youre here
the only sad part is that,
now, youre afraid of me
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white trumpet blooming in dead of night,
moonflower dreaming of love, and life.
the song you sing my heart does hark;
sweetness imparts this moth to flight.
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lost now found, a locked gaze gestates
these thoughts of longing to ruminate.
moon grown pale by the light she shows
to slip under dark and pollinate.
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with gladness I'm pulled from the sky,
plucked like the flowers in her eyes;
two souls now bound to the ground,
hand in hand unclad, we lie.
-Moth's New Moon-
BL 2022
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