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All over again
I wanna be nervous
With the nervous you
All over again
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I wanna feel
That innocence
Those first times
That fear
Those magical times
I wanna be
So sure
Of that unsurety
I wanna be
Trembling
To breathe around you
To look into your eyes
To not smile from my heart
Around you
All over again
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I wanna feel
Your nervousness
To touch my hand
To look at my lips
I wanna see
Your heart pound
I wanna feel you
So close
From so far
All over again
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I wanna feel
So sure
To let go
Of myself
Yet so scared
Of letting go
Of myself
I wanna take
That leap of faith
To loose everything
To just be with you
To find my whole self
All over again
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I wanna be nervous
With the nervous you
All over again
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A distant call, a wonderous text, a song to remind and celebrate this day. While winds may blow this hearkened song across miles through time and space, I'll be here. You enrich and inspire, move and comfort, calm and light the life that you breathe.
I cannot say enough how you've been a completing part of every life you give as the world you've given everything embraces you within. For every second that has passed, I wish many more would be multiplied and shared with the world you have inspired to be better and feel the love given.
-H. Murcia 10:09 AM 7/12/2022
#writerscreed#poetryportal#poeticstories#twcpoetry#writeundertheinfluence#writeblrcafe#happy birthday#teaspirationss#babygirl#baby girl#kitten#i love you#thank you
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Being Insatiable in Relationships!
What is insatiable doesn’t necessarily mean
a happy proposition to rejoice and celebrate
that she had to learn the hard way with pain!
There was a time when she was dying for him
and always wanted him to be around her.
For getting even one dim glimpse of him
she would go really weak on her knees.
She always wanted to see him more and more
and her desire was becoming insatiable to the core.
She would often imagine being in his arms held tight
such a thought of it would raise palpitations to souring heights.
Now it looks as if all that was a thing of a distant past
but one can’t fathom how could feelings change so fast.
His mere presence now becomes overbearing for her often
as if his sight is horrifying, seeing him she would get frozen.
It’s nightmarish for her to feel vulnerable to his tantrums
she imagines herself to be a clean lake thereon he being a scum.
She found herself clueless to his demands on her
as despite her efforts they were really insatiable.
The thought of that trauma now breaks her down often
she underwent because of that berserk’s obsessions.
She once heartily loved his possessiveness for her
and that only was the undoing in their relation forever.
Alas! She knew there’s no end to demands or expectations
and for the sake of one’s dignity and self respect
one needs to be sometimes a rebel too.
Instead of compromising to suffer the agony
of any abusive and toxic relationships with nothing to nurture
it’s better option to move out of the one turned sour forever
as unreasonable expectations become only agonizingly insatiable!
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https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09ZCVYVS2?ref_=pe_3052080_397514860
Available on Amazon. You have to search under my name to find it.
#poetry-reruns#poetryportal#writingthestorm#writtenconsiderations#poeticstories#writerscreed#teaspirationss#twcpoetry#Instruth#aubriestar#definegodliness
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Thanks for this cool tag @infamouslyroggylives and @takingstockofwhatmattersmost !
friends. friends. make a little fishbowl for your blog.
I tag @the-hollow-quiet @ladymaze @wordrummager @madworlddiary @street-heart-posts @cruxymox @vbkpoetry @randomlyjay @fantodsdhrit @dg-fragments @teaspirationss @mortalghost @inrumford @mariposaheart @anjo-by-the-sea @petrow
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Tag Game for Poets and the Poetically Inclined
I was tagged by the wonderful @simply-eno
1. A poem that tends to pop into your mind
I
We are the hollow men
We are the hollow men
We are the stuffed men
Leaning together
Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!
Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
As wind in dry grass
or rats' feet over broken glass
In our dry cellar
Shape without form, shade without colour,
Paralysed force, gesture without motion;
Those who have crossed
With direct eyes, to death's other kingdom
Remember us - if at all - not as lost
Violent souls, but only
As the hollow men
The stuffed men.
II
Eyes I dare not meet in dreams
In death's dream kingdom
These do not appear:
There, the eyes are
Sunlight on a broken column
There, is a tree swinging
And voices are
In the wind's singing
More distant and more solemn
Than a fading star.
Let me be no nearer
In death's dream kingdom
Let me also wear
Such deliberate disguises
Rat's coat, crowskin, crossed staves
In a field
Behaving as the wind behaves
No nearer -
Not that final meeting
In the twilight kingdom
III
This is the dead land
This is cactus land
Here the stone images
Are raised, here they receive
The supplication of a dead man's hand
Under the twinkle of a fading star.
Is it like this
In death's other kingdom
Waking alone
At the hour when we are
Trembling with tenderness
Lips that would kiss
Form prayers to broken stone.
IV
The eyes are not here
There are no eyes here
In this valley of dying stars
In this hollow valley
This broken jaw of our lost kingdoms
In this last of meeting places
We grope together
And avoid speech
Gathered on this beach of this tumid river
Sightless, unless
The eyes reappear
As the perpetual star
Multifoliate rose
Of death's twilight kingdom
The hope only
Of empty men.
V
Here we go round the prickly pear
Prickly pear prickly pear
Here we go round the prickly pear
At five o'clock in the morning.
Between the idea
And the reality
Between the motion
And the act
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom
Between the conception
And the creation
Between the emotion
And the response
Falls the Shadow
Life is very long
Between the desire
And the spasm
Between the potency
And the existence
Between the essence
And the descent
Falls the Shadow
For Thine is the Kingdom
For Thine is
Life is
For Thine is the
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but with a whimper.
The Hollow Men by T. S. Eliot.
2. One line in a song
A shaft of light is all I need, to cease the darkness killing me.
Shiro Sagisu - Who Will Know
3. One line in a movie
Any man who must say "I am the king" is no true king.
Charles Dance as Tywin Lannister (Game of Thrones S3E10) I know it isn't strictly speaking a movie, but it's still a great line.
4. A word you'll avoid for fear of over-usage
Amazing. Overuse cheapens the word.
5. One word that is you, metaphorically (no explanation)
Still.
I am tagging: @teaspirationss @hauntedfutures @themagicinmypen @theblackpoets @mortalghost and anybody else who wants to share
I'll even open this to those among you who don't call yourselves poets or poetically inclined. Enjoy..!
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Pass the happy! 🌻🌈 When you receive this, list 5 things that make you happy and send this to 10 of the last people in your notifications!
Thank you @unmondefou for the tag.
Reading books, legal texts, articles, basically any written material that I find interesting.
Writing anything that comes to mind either from legal research or from self reflection and experience.
Texting and chatting virtually, human connection albeit online gives me a sense of belonging.
Being engaged in tasks that challenge my intellect or spurs on meaningful debate among like minded individuals.
Listening to music (or should I say Linkin Park and Imagine Dragons mostly).
I am tagging @praggya1993 @instruth @dg-fragments @internalearthquake @seventhskywords @dbaydenny @scatteredthoughts2 @scribblersobia @dolores-hazy @dancing-on-the-waves@kiramalibu @katrinnac @adamantseal @aubriestar
@teaspirationss @just-4-thought
If you so wish to join the happy.
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And what are promises besides delayed flights and staying one day longer to linger in the arms of the one you love? What is warmth if not the kisses of sun that stay on the back of your neck as the wind whispers secrets in your ear? Tell me how nature loves itself and that’s what I want for you, remind me of how the water always returns to the sea and I will try to make a place that will always call you back. Maybe we will always long for something we don’t quite understand but maybe, just maybe you don’t have to know what’s missing when you have everything you need in the moment.
Sometimes when I look at you the only thing I see are all the places my lips need to be. I carry this pain because I don’t recognize who I am without it. There are aches in me that refuse to become poems. I caught you with my heart, but if I could be something, I would be a song that makes you close your eyes and listen. you’ve unravelled all the galaxies inside of my chest and you know the names of all the stars by heart, but are you strong enough to be weak with me?
It doesn’t really matter if I’m lost or found - you’re here.
Collab between @teaspirationss (italics) and myself (normal)
#collab#it’s been a while#excerpt from a book i'll never write#poetry#spilled ink#prose#prose poetry#midnight conversations
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Appreciation afro-duck-teacup for @teaspirationss ( aka the best senpai in every multiverse in the history of multiverses :D )
#writerscreedchallenge#notice me senpai#ducks#teacups#JOIN THE TEACUP FANCLUB TODAY FOLKS#duck with afro#do you think anyone would ever look up duck with afro? I hope they won't be disappointed if they do#did the duck or the afro come first?#obviously words of wisdom#poetry for the soul#hauntedwords#ok listen I am obviously not an artist#but this came from the SOUL#dw got permission so I don’t get in trouble later :D#edit: maybe I forgot what an afro looks like xD Let’s just say ducko had a bad hair day so it’s flatter than usual
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Song tag!
I was tagged by @becomingpoet , keeper of beautiful gardens and weaver of beautiful words! Thank you I love sharing music!
I listen to just about everything, but I’ve been in a very Indie and Midwest Emo mood for the past few weeks. Hopefully you enjoy! My top 5 songs I’ve been enjoying lately:
Your Deep Rest by The Hotelier
All My Friends Are Strangers by DOUBLECAMP
Boys Will Be Bugs by Cavetown
If It Makes You Happy by Michael Cera Palin
Old Friends by Pinegrove
Tagging 10 lets see what you’ve got for me! I’d love to learn what kind of music you all listen to.
@emmapoetess @jordynhaiku @scoutshonorband @akindofpoet @poppiesandpromises @readsal @aubriestar @teaspirationss @writteninjoy2 @apotypocalypse
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Lonely with you
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I could wait for your love, for ever
But if you don’t feel our love anymore
What am I waiting for ?
I could walk silently, next to you, for ever
But if you don’t see me anymore
What am I silent for ?
I could hold my questions, for ever
But if you don’t have answers anymore
What am I hoping for ?
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#poems on tumblr#literature#english post#writerscreed#poetry portal#poetryportal#new post#my poem#teaspirationss#aspiring poet#aspiring writer#love
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Premonitions through Dreams!
After a long I again underwent
same emotions not tantalising
but waking me up traumatised!
It was a dream that I often see
I’m told it’s a premonition only
leaving me shaken so stupefied
a gory picture painted my mind
that’s a sign of looming gloom
of an impending failure not far!
I again dreamt of up-north train
that I often see in dreams came
to a halt on that same platform
of railways station of my village!
I missed to catch the train again
despite me being on the station
as this time train picked speed
in a fraction really unmistakable!
Last time bogie was overloaded
with no space to put even a foot
passengers blocking foot boards!
Other time the bogie was locked
Some other time when I reached
ticket window was already closed!
It could be just a coincidence only
but every time it was a nightmare
as for me it proved as a bad omen!
Earlier also, as this time too I was
standing at some crucial juncture
or some defining moments of life
waiting anxiously for good results
but premonitions through dreams
forewarned me dashing all hopes
of something negative to happen
Hope this time different happens!
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me and my insatiable desire to have you in every possible dream i could think off
to have you sitting beside me on a thursday afternoon as i type through my laptop and share coffee with you
to have you walking ahead me in the grocery story buying stuff for our kitchen
to have you hand me a towel because i was soaked after watering the plants
to have you to select the most annoyingly cute movie to watch on friday night coz you love it
to have you order me fries and see me chomp my way through it
to have my life tied with yours knot together with all the unplanned things and
to have you is what makes my journey a little more alluring
<3
@teaspirationss :)
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a story about you:
i miss you a lot more than the silence being shared between us. i know that closeness isn’t always defined by physical space, so we’ll always be close no matter the distance. it’s really been strange. do you ever miss me too? it’s really cold right now, but i’m still going to write this. it feels like winter is here a bit too soon, i know that december is a rough month for you. i have asked the stars to sing you back to bed, maybe a few of my thoughts woke you up from a nap, maybe words are all that we are and that’s okay too.
do you ever feel like it’s hard to trust people? i was thinking that i could trust myself enough to let my feelings run rampant, i don’t want any of this to be a clean edit. you’re more important than that. you deserve my honesty. i think some parts of my heart still feel hurt. i thought that i was smart enough, that my intuition is powerful, but in the end, i think we’re all too flawed to figure out what’s right and what’s wrong. who can really judge us when the lights are turned off? every scar looks like the next scar, every lie as bad as the next lie, every smile still feels real, every time that i’ve shared a laugh with you still feels like i actually knew you. i’m walking home and the stars are so pretty! i’m not so fond of the cold, but you are. i miss your voice very much and i know you’d pick up if i called. i’ve been detaching myself from a lot. i spend a lot of time alone, maybe it’s some strange form of punishment for not loving my wonderful company enough. a very valuable question to the sad souls out there, are we lonely people or do we feel alone? is it by choice or unconditionally bound to us as part of the human experience? i still have those monkey mittens that you bought for me. sometimes when i’m anxious i listen to your bloom cover. it’s still my favorite.
i think time does heal all wounds. my rose-tinted viewpoint of life won’t change that. you’re still beautiful to me. and my heart will always have room for you. in the body, in my mind, in this spirit, in my space— i can only pray that god takes care of you and your family. i’ve left my soul in the hands of the universe for quite some time now. my feelings tell me that i need to let you know that much. i still care about you.
i feel like you’re in a good place even though we haven’t spoken to one another in awhile. i just feel it. are you? if you’re not, i just wanted to let you know that it has to. somewhere under all of the pain, there’s something good happening. i have tried to look away from the sun, but she keeps pulling me back. under promises and whispers of warmth, i’ve seen the truth of what happens when you find true love. i found wings in the shape of fire and fire has no shape— formless and ever changing, i am a perfect reflection of all the things i would love to do better, they say that it’s better to ask for forgiveness than permission— so i hope you can forgive me for taking so long to write this. there was a huge disconnect in my heart and for some odd reason, the longer my hair got, the less i gave a fuck. and that’s my fault.
this is a reminder to constantly cherish the warm parts of what makes us… us. i know that you love me because i love you too. no amount of trouble could ever take that away from us. i think at the end of the day, we all just want to be loved and feel loved. something genuine. something real. something sweet. it’s that simple. give me a star and i’ll give you a constellation back. give me the truth and i’ll tell you mine. love me like you mean it and i’ll always be there for you. you can have the shirt off my back and i won’t ask for a dime back because no matter where i go or who i become— my karma will answer back in full force because i have demanded the universe to be tough to my heart. i have hurt a lot of people and that has not gone unnoticed by the echoes of truth. i will get what i’m owed, what i deserve, what i am worthy of. no matter the price. cold hands, years of depression, a numbing sensation from disappointed relationships— a quarrel with madness slipping into chaos dressed pretty enough to kiss, but lonely enough to keep me silent down to the bone, to the wire. these aren’t just meaningless letters, this isn’t just a poem about how i missed you and could really use your presence. i think it’s good to let things out. to let things flow. my heart is as naked as it was when i was born. when i had my first cry, when i ate my first meal from deep inside my mother, when my dad tried to love my mom, when i was just in the universe as a tiny light too far for the naked eye to visually see, sometimes madness comes with brilliance— or was it the other way around? i’ve forgotten and could care less. my ramblings are just ramblings. i’m here for only a mere moment with all that i am. it really is cold tonight, but writing this has added some level of warmth in my mind and that will always be the first thing that you taught me as a writer. to start with myself and never look back. i love you so very much, i hope you never forget that. sometimes we just get busy; a reminder that you are loved is never bad. so i love you. i love you even if we don’t speak too often. i love you even if we’re not up to date with one another. i love you even when you’re unsure. i don’t have enough room in my heart to not love you. it’s just enough. just enough to love all that you are— mistakes, honesty, and lies. it’s in our coding, our nature to want to understand one another. you’re not the only fucked up person, my love. i am too. i could never judge you. i can only love you more.
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Ten songs
I was tagged by the lovely @simply-eno !
The rules are simply to post ten (10) random songs from my playlist. I don't even know what's in my Liked Songs so this'll be an adventure for all of us.
Margit, the Fell Omen by Tsukasa Saitoh
Someday by Godsmack
Name of the Game by the Crystal Method
Ain't No Such Thing as Superman by Charenee Wade
A Gentle Dissolve by Thievery Corporation
Our Time is Now by Gojira
Don't Come Close by Yeasayer
The Unkillable Soldier by Sabaton
Gomorrah by Lamb of God
Tears from the Sun by Keiko Matsui
...what can I say? I'm a complicated fellow.
Tagging: @missing-kat @teaspirationss @guitplyr @smps-corner @the-long-red-rays @fairylightsandchai and anybody else who comes across this.
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What I Do Not Understand
What I Do Not Understand
There are things I do not understand
about the feelings I have
The things from where I stand
often don’t make sense of what I have
Am I angry or sad?
How do I know what to feel?
Should I be bitter or glad?
Sometimes I just want to squeal
I look all around at the world
Then I look inside
I sit waiting for the afterworld
Away from the chaos near and wide.
Sad eyes and tortured cries abound
Can’t we just have peace?
Loving sighs and joyful cries all around
Will the noise ever cease?
Why should hate, and not love, abide?
Why should greed and war thrive?
Why are we so cruel inside?
Can’t we see what it means to be alive?
Should I hate the haters, curse the worst?
Should I love the annihilators?
I feel like I’m going to burst.
Can I live for what’s greater and not be a traitor?
Do I look straight ahead
Or to what’s above?
Who is happier the living or the dead?
Where do I find the love?
How can I reach out to help
To those who are lost and hurting?
Who do I call on for help
When life is so disconcerting?
Can I be in comfort with others despondent?
Should I live in comfort while so many live without?
How can I enjoy ice cream, cake and fondant
While outside people starve from disease or drought?
These things I do not understand
What feelings should I have?
Feeling helpless where I stand
Often make me forget what I have.
K. C. Barry
#smittenbypoetry#twcprose#poeticstories#writingthestorm#huntressandlioness1#teaspirationss#poetry-reruns#writerscreed#poetryportal#writtenconsiderations#aubriestar#definegodliness#Instruth#beautifulimposter25#dontmakemetalkaboutit#twcpoetry
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