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patfurstenberg · 2 years
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Letter to Life Poem on Poetry Potion
Letter to Life, a #poem by Patricia Furstenberg published by Poetry Potion "scents embed in a life to proclaim: I am. I can. To be enough." #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers #poetry #poemoftheday
Letter to Life, my beloved poem and one of my latest and dearest is published by Poetry Potion today. (more…)
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autumnsunshine10 · 4 days
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Song ask:
Bob Marley - Three little birds
May doubt and fear
Fly out the window
Open to enlivening light
Beauty in bloom
Never before realized
Peace and prosperity pour in
Perhaps not a deluge
But enough to get by
Sustaining smiles
Comfort even in storms
No clouds can cover
The freedom of faith
In brighter tomorrows
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moonlightloverrr · 2 years
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I’m the sensitive one. I’m the weird one. I have a big heart. I care. If I love you, I love deeply. If I’m your friend you can trust me. I love other weirdos. I love people with big hearts. If you read this and can relate. I’m sending you a big hug, my big-hearted weird friend. Don’t change. The world needs your love. The world needs you.
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inamoment · 6 months
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If Christmas is hard, If you’ve lost someone dear.. Just look in your heart, And you’ll know they’re still here..
The star in the sky, The light falling snow.. The robin outside, It seems like they know..
If this is a time, When you’re struggling through.. Just do what you can, For what matters, is you..
There’s no need to be merry.. There’s no need to be bright.. Just do what you can, It will all be alright..
~unknown
#@inamoment
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devinetheory-2 · 7 months
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Your compliments are treasured... @rayven-interrupted
But we both know that ....
You write like Juliette
loved romeo
Platinum coated sunshine
On a cold lonely road
Like the whole world
is baking soda
And you're only dope
Like a desperate man out on the ledge
And you're his only hope
Like healing to a soul thats
Mostly broke
Working your way
through your anguish
In poetic prose
Dangerous
Like your heaven dipped pen
Is is guided by angels
And no one knows
And its left me comotose
Like Im the victim of
some kind of drug overdose
But Im sober though
Coping as I go
through the motions slow
Attempting to protect
The scars on my heart
while they heal
And somehow resurrect
All the parts me
That I know are real
that THEY told me
are supposedly broke...
As my past catches up fast
Opportunities are closing doors
Wondering how far
down this rabbit hole
My soul can go....
I mean I just got it back
from the demons that
would hold it close
after it was stolen
and sold to foes....
😬...
#inspired
#DevineTheory
#DevineTheoryINK
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wayti-blog · 2 years
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“I once asked a bird, ‘how is it that you fly in this gravity of darkness?’ She responded, 'Love lifts me’.
- Hāfez
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jude-thedude98 · 1 year
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Oh poet,
Search for me when lost words become lost feelings.
Oh poet,
I am right here, right where you left me in your last dealings.
Oh poet,
I urge you, USE me, a sword and a shield I'll be to fight against all beings that are against we.
Oh poet,
They do not hate you, they merely do not understand our relationship.
Oh poet,
Get angry, pressingly tag my pages with your raging lyrical graffiti — ink blotting every person that has caused us to feel this way today.
Oh poet,
You can cry on me too, trust and believe I will dry your tears up with stains of fame — hold on, someday you....will be famous.
Oh poet,
For every sweat dropped from brows, every blood dripped from ows, every letter typed/written out — you will be rememembered.
The Pen, The Pad, & The Poet by Mr. PoetAll
Pass this along to 3 poets who inspire you to remind them that they, too,are important.
Let's see how far this goes!
@alex-a-roman
@scatteredthoughts2
@jonaswpoetry
Feel free to write your own words to this too:
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heartofmuse · 1 year
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The joy of living is a spark in my heart that will never go out because I am grateful for every instant, even on the days of bitter cold when the embers struggle to burn, and this spark will endure even as death kisses my lips and I close my eyes to this life and welcome the eternal night of the soul, then the memory of that spark will become a star in that sky.
e.v.e.
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gennsoup · 9 months
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Oh, fear not in a world like this, And thou shalt know erelong, Know how sublime a thing it is To suffer and be strong.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, The Voices of the Night/The Light of Stars
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"I, full of dreams, grew up to have all my dreams realized but, at the same time, am living with a thought that dreams are better when kept as dreams.
That my leap would not be my fall, that your convictions, efforts, beliefs, and greeds are not ugly nor dirty.
I believe, though the dawn right before the sunrise is darker than anything, never forget that the stars you longed for only rise in the darkness."
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– SUGA, Suga's Interlude
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fire-n-starlight · 2 years
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Art is never finished, only ever abandoned-
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dropthedemiurge · 7 months
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Clench your bleeding fist and try to swing – this wall is not the thickest, yet not thin. Spit the fire from your lungs and smile again, because the world does not deserve to break you, it just can't. Your soul have been through time and space, it grew like vine with thorns, and it's unstoppable in drying heat, unstoppable in freezing storms. You're fragile, holding on a thread of fate so red. You think the verge of death is fun to dance on. Still not dead, but skies are unforgivable, and yet if you cannot fly up, you'll crawl instead. You have a lot of burns, and scars, and messy mind – but every thing of it is what you are. And I would never have it any other way, you hear? Just show me what is in your eyes, reveal your fear, and then look forward once again. Just know that every single one of thoughts you have are dear to me. Just go, and live this life another day, and know that if you fall – you will be written in the history in any way. A diary of someone who's been here, who bravely smiled and fought. I look into the mirror, face you once again and nod.
Man in the mirror – 131 // 13.06.23
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whispers-of-the-past · 5 months
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Give yourself time to live.
Something I wrote a long time ago for myself
Death? That ones a sore subject
was the last time I checked
Thinking of it, I suspect
I don't think I'm correct
See, Life and death, both have pain
You just choose who to blame
But don't go killing your brain
For that would be insane
Look around you, share some time
Hear bird songs, and bell chimes
Smell all the flowers and thyme
Choose to live in the prime
You see, in life and death, they
give limited breath, ey
Shall we Look in-depth, lets say
Life, It turned you away
Things you said you couldn’t do
You cant! Now that you're blue
Look at them, and look at you
You need to see the truth!
Don’t wish to disappear
Pat your back, give a cheer
Let me speak now in your ear
I’m proud you’re here
You made it through the bazar
You have come oh so far
Making yourself who you are
You, my bright shining star
You don't know who I am
This site, just a programme
But let me tell you my lamb
There's Green in traffic jams
You will think not for a knife
Only love for your wife
No more dreams of afterlife
Get out and live your life
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jessicasmentalspace · 5 months
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Currently working on a poem
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wayti-blog · 1 year
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A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day of his life, in order that worldly cares may not obliterate the sense of the beautiful which God has implanted in the human soul.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
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august-unfiltered · 1 year
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