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• goodbyes • Christine was eight years old and was still learning how to pray properly, how to fold her hands in the proper gesture and how to close her eyes for sometime without opening them. Her mother would smile at her innocence. But it was this innocence of little Christine that kept her mother worried. This innocence always demanded answers to quench her thirst of curiosity; answers that her mother was unable to give. Christine would often ask about her brother Joey, who disappeared last year, had not come to meet her with presents and chocolates wrapped up in fancy papers that she would collect, but got no clue. Christine hence started walking miles to the nearby PCO to give his elder brother a call. The incharge of the PCO felt for her after days passed by and she didn’t stop coming to check if he would pick the call. So one day, he told the little girl that his brother had been sent to Mother Earth, beneath the ground, where he is safe and warm. Since that night, after her parents slept, she started sleeping beneath her bed with a blanket to feel how his brother must be feeling. It felt warm, dark and a bit suffocated. But it felt close to him, connected and it felt like their sweet secret. #poetry #poem #poet #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #writing #poetsofig #writer #poetrycommunity #poems #wordporn #writersofig #words #spilledink #instapoet #typewriter #prose #poets #creativewriting #instapoem #writers #write #writerscommunity #instapoetry #writingcommunity #spokenword #poetryisnotdead #igpoets
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❤️ . Written by Spoorthi (@lunephwrites ) . . Like | comment | share💜💜💜 . Follow @lunephwrites ❤️❤️❤️ . Drop your reviews 💚💚💚 . Turn on post notifications to get updated frequently🖤🖤🖤 . Use hashtag #lunephwrites for reposts!💟💟💟 . . #poetry #poetsofinstagram #instapoetry #tinytales #instapoet #blog #wordswithqueens #love #spilledink #pain #wordswithkings #blogger #wordporn #igpoet #spilledthoughts #poems #writersofig #indianwriters #lunephwrites #photography 💕
TEMPORARY © KrizSummer For months you stayed in my mind. And in my anger, I’ve killed you in my head many times. I imagined all the bad endings for you. Yet no scene will ever suffice my pain, And no amount of rage Will ever end this rain. But one day I realized That in my anger, I destroyed myself. Who easily appreciates things, patient kind forgiving and satisfied. So I decided to leave my sorrows behind Dropped all its ashes down to the sea. And now you are just a memory I want to write about But will never stay in my head for eternity. . . #poetrycommunity #Poetry #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #poemsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #writings #poetrygram #instapoets #instapoetry #instapoems #igpoetry #spilledink #poetryinmotion #igpoets #igpoems #poetry #words #Poetry #dreams #life #Lifelessons #lifequotes #women #depression #wordswithqueens #wordswithkings
“मैने किस्मत से चोट खाई है” सफेद शर्ट ,काले जूते पहने बारात में लोगो को नाचते हुए देखता हूँँ मै दूर खड़ा हुआ ,उनके द्वारा नोट उड़ाने का इंतज़ार करता हूँँ जो उनके लिए फालतू, लेकिन मेरे लिए मेरी कमाई है हैं मै हूँ गरीब मैने किस्मत से चोट खाई हैं। . . लेखिका: श्रेया शर्मा (@shreya_sharma_5184 ) संपादक: ईशा सिंह (@_levisha ) . . Read the full 📖 blog post, link in our bio. #dscspilledink #dsc #spilledink #poet #poetssociety #writingsociety #writersofinstagram #writer #poetsofig #scribbles #writerscommunity #writers_den_ #poetryisnotdead #poem #instaart
Perspective on things . Life is like a tornado. Things flying in and out and a whirlwind of creation and destruction. Our galaxy is a tornado on a much bigger scale, our minds hold greater tornadoes than that of Milky Way. Gigantic proportions of possibilities narrowed down to priorities. Out of which fell out a small rock today, weighed on my chest so i put it on paper. . . . #writercommunity #write #writer #writercorner #writerscorner #poems #poetry #wordswithqueens #poemsofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #poetryaccount #poetrycommunity #spilledink # #poetryinmotion
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Listening intently to someone is one of the best ways I know of to honor that person. #ComfortablyNumbLogic #readerslounge #spilledink #begreat #awesomeyou #morningmuse #impact #wellness #entrepreneur
I need fire. The moon. Stars. I need to feel the night and the crisp air against my skin. I need to release my darkest thoughts. Let them fly away like ash risen from still-glowing embers, like wood smoke drifting into oblivion. . Maybe, if I'm lucky, you'll hear them. You'll know I'm still here. And that my heart still calls for yours. — C o n s t e l l a t i o n s O f T h o u g h t © Sarah Doughty . Do you still think of someone and wonder where they are and what they're doing. If they think of you too? . If you want to learn more about my free books and where to get them, head to the link in my bio and click on Book Links. . Illustration by the incredible @carolina_zuniga_artworks. . . . #sarahdoughty #artoftheday #bleedink #feelings #lovequotes #lovestory #originalquote #poem #poetry #quotes #read #saying #spilledink #thinking #thoughts #typewriter #typewriterpoetry #womenwhowrite #words #wordsoftheday #wordsmith #written #sketchbook #watercolor #missyou #heart #magic #lovers #relationshipquotes #imissyou
Anger reveals parts of ourselves we need to work on. . . . . . . #quotes #quote #quotesofinstagram #quotesofig #quoetry #spilledwords #hurt #infj #depression #spilledthoughts #spilledink
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. A long drag. Deleterious exhale/ Smoke blurred the vision. Hazy view. Redolent. Sculpted rufescent lips. 'Why you smoke?' A long drag. Again. Numerous unknown things/ are killing us, every time. I've chosen it. As a fundamental right. To select a way for dying. Another drag. Again. Until the last puff. Of cigarette. Of life. . . . . #poet #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetrylove #igpoetry #igpoets #instapoem #instapoet #wordsgasm #wordsgram #spilledwords #spilledink #cigarette #smoke #smoking #antismoking
full poem 👇🏼 . ~ f o r c e s ~ . . curlings and cravings along these circuits spinning and drifting feathers fluttering in limbo the consequence of lightness above the wind’s forces . phrases of familiarity part through stormy landscapes painted on a canvas, disintegrating strung from high hopes above the wind’s forces . falling in and out of tune searching and searching along the crips boundaries of forevermore a distant concept above the wind’s forces. . . . // it was ironically really windy when I took this photo, my poem nearly flew away... . . . #infp #writer #writing #writingcommunity #writersofinstagram #writersofig #writersnetwork #poem #poet #poetry #prose #inspirationalpoetry #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #instapoet #instapoetry #poetrycommunity #poetryisnotdead #nature #micropoetry #creativewriting #wordporn #spilledink #lovepoetry #lovepoem #wordart #art #quotes #wordswithqueens #bookstagram
P.II.I ‘Lust’ in the series of the Seven Deadly Sins. Would an over indulgence in reading be perceived as gluttonous? ————————————————— @poetrytribe @bymepoetryeurope @artlixirfresh @globalagepoetry #stvincentpoetry ————————————————— #poetryofig #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetic #poetrysociety #poemsporn #poem #poet #poetry_addicts #poetscorner #poetsofinstagram #poetrylove #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #writers #writersnetwork #spilledink #thoughtoftheday #sins #sevendeadlysins #ink #gluttony #glut #overindulged #reading #literature
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I wish. I still wish for you everyday. Follow @catharsis_tt
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Everytime you bring us up, all I can think of is I loved the idea of receiving attention. I loved the idea of you calling me darling. I loved the idea of you appreciating my curves. I loved the idea of you gazing at my lips. I loved the idea of you wanting to fuck me. And all this time, you loved me But Darling, I only loved the idea of you loving me. -Akwrites:) ----------------------------------------- #poetry #poetrycommunity #poems #poems #poetryofinstagram #poetryofig #lovepoetry #spilledink #spilledthoughts #spilledwords #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #creativewriting #poetryforthesoul #poetryfortheday If you like the poem don't forget to like, share and comment:) Beautiful artwork by: @flowsofly
Throwback to a few weeks back: one of the world’s sensei of Arabic/Islamic calligraphy, from China - Hajj Nuruddin writing @ghalibspoetry in Arabic and Chinese! For all my poetry check out & follow @ghalibspoetry #poetrycommunity #ghalibspoetry
_______________________________________________ . . "Soneto da Paixão e Loucura" Hospícios tem aos montes. Toda cabeça atrapalhada, ali é presa prá ser estudada, não a paixão, insanidade descontrolada. Por mais que seja louca, é livre para exercer, sua liberdade e bem pouca, gente ou ninguém, é capaz de entender. Prá essa turbulência atroz, não há cura nem se consegue conter, um indomado coração algoz. Todo coração, tal liberdade tem, é loucura sufocá-lo por assim ser, pois é lascivo e seu arbítrio vai e vem. nll . . -(foto - Net) . . #poetry #words #poetsofig #quotes #ladyterramar_art #wordstoliveby #writers #wordsmith #author #poetic #poets #sonnet #phrases #writersofig #igpoetry #literature #quoteoftheday #writing #love #igwriters #wisewords #spilledink #poems #lovepoem #poetrycommunity #instapoet #instapoetry #lovequotes #writersofig #poetsofinstagram #wordsofwisdom
Even if I don’t want to, my soul recognizes its other half. It becomes a necessity to be with you.. ******************************************* This night of fog, what an eager companion beguiling my piercing wretchedness to flush out your residuals from my bloodstream and into the culverts of forget I tempered quietly at what it has done to me, your ghost that denies the light calling Prolonging its stay extorting this love that was nurtured for another And I can only escape it by sleeping inside night’s domicile in a padded space in silence And I’m full, you know Arteries clogged with obvious retaliation An earth overflowing with people Chinese mirrors plastered to keep evil thoughts out But you enter, always as a thief Carting away the darkness through the cold draft from my porous regions that are weak enough to miss you Like a debt collector who knows how to take all that I have in one breath It’s almost biblical the way you trespass among the crowd spotting my loneliness even in the company of many My heart volunteering as a safe passage My skeleton its accomplice rearranging my bones to brick your throne So don’t be fooled by my wholeness There’s always room for you beneath the “no vacancy”
******************************************* “Why do you love him?” They ask. I don’t know, I say to myself Words still fail me and they haven’t returned even after you left Your memory, Even the sound of your name floating obliviously in the wind affects me the same way as if you’re here Every emotion lands before me crowding up spaces meant only for air All reaching out for my arms begging to be chosen and felt And there I am, letting them all in Open and vulnerable this should be a sin I can never get enough I’m hungry for your soul as a pregnant woman at midnight “I really don’t know, I finally reply How the world just does it pulling me in for the kill laying out a coffin for a heart that’s still beating... Elle Bor
******************************************* The artwork of my foolishness is damning Isn’t it? How it took so much blood to learn that I only need a sip of water Why I must scrape my knees for chaos when all I ever wanted was peace Or the madness of collecting souls just to deliver them to hell Many walls have cried broken by my hands Only so I could build a shelter around me When all I desire is a home But now I have returned to the soil where it began Hoping that I have fought enough wars to make up for the one that I lost here And you, Holding quietly in your fist something that belongs to me No, I don’t want it back Just let me stay This ground is littered with many beggars but I want the hands that are not reaching out for my heart I’m never certain, Do I need love? Or do I only want to be understood? And you have always known which one to give me... Elle Bor
************************************************************ This shell has a weakness as is grease to soap I have already left before I said goodbye I’m sorry, I might tell you someday When I make it back home or if you let me... It will never matter either way These hands will meet the same fate comes judgment day When St. Peter pulls my scroll from the golden basket and he’ll say before my long list, I did not make very many enemies, just a lot of “forgottens” Elle Bor
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