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What’s your favorite thing to do at night? ⭐️ Poem by @kianaazizian ⭐️

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abodeofpoets. #abodeofpoets Featured artist 
@poetryofdhiman -  always give yourself

#abodeofpoets Featured artist @poetryofdhiman - always give yourself the love you deserve, over and over again...//02.09.18 follow @poetryofdhiman for more words, quotes and thoughts on love and life.🍁🍁 Handpicked by:   @r.jwords ____________🏠____________ Once featured kindly post on your page or a story!🔊 Use #abodeofpoets Tag @abodeofpoets For a feature or a shout out! Specially new artists! ✒📖 Spoken word artists🔊 use #aopspokenword DM us, we would love to connect! ✉ ____________🏠____________ Team @abodeofpoets #abodeofpoets ____________________________ #poetry #poetsofig #instapoet #poem #poemsofig #writer #writersofig #poemporn #spilledink #writingcommunity #writersociety #deadpoetssociety #freeverse #f4f #l4l #insta #instagram #instadaily #words #write #writers #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetry #writers #writersofig #typewriter #authors #typewriterpoetry #poetrylovers   #writerslife #abodeofpoets

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abodeofpoets. #abodeofpoets Featured artist 
@r.cliftpoetry -  It was once my favori

#abodeofpoets Featured artist @r.cliftpoetry - It was once my favorite song, the sound of our hearts beating together, harmonious as a summer evening sky— but now, the constant pounding of a single heart is deafening in an empty room. The music is lost forever— and so are you. 🌿 Handpicked by:   @r.jwords ____________🏠____________ Once featured kindly post on your page or a story!🔊 Use #abodeofpoets Tag @abodeofpoets For a feature or a shout out! Specially new artists! ✒📖 Spoken word artists🔊 use #aopspokenword DM us, we would love to connect! ✉ ____________🏠____________ Team @abodeofpoets #abodeofpoets ____________________________ #poetry #poetsofig #instapoet #poem #poemsofig #writer #writersofig #poemporn #spilledink #writingcommunity #writersociety #deadpoetssociety #freeverse #f4f #l4l #insta #instagram #instadaily #words #write #writers #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetry #writers #writersofig #typewriter #authors #typewriterpoetry #poetrylovers   #writerslife #abodeofpoets

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official_amd_speaks. ...when #she teaches you that sometimes softness is strength too

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...when #she teaches you that sometimes softness is strength too Page 39 #amdspeaks #poetry

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Words Mean Things and the Free Verse Festival is letting the words express themselves!! Check out the event sprinkled across the City of Charleston! Dance , Spoken Word , Pop Up Dinners ! Check out their page for a full schedule !! @freeversefestival

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bent.bottle.poetry. ❤️
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naitiikkkk. You're the three glasses of whiskey, 
I down without a feeling. 
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You're the three glasses of whiskey, I down without a feeling. Your every touch is as powerful as the whip from my father's leather belt. Your eyes are a magnetism, that draws this earth to melt in front of the sun. Out of anger, each word that you speak, truth or a sugar-coated lie It's feels like a spear aiming for my chest, ripping my heart and erasing my smile. You're the moon in the dead of the night, Under which I contemplate suicide. Your hug is the casket, I want my dead body to be kept in. I always knew, it'd be a pain for love comes hard and it's hard to keep promises and remember birthdays or your favourite flower or your dog's breed. If it hurts so much, why do I even care? But I know, that I longed for all this pain. If only it was tender, sunny and beautiful, I might not have even fallen for you. It was the destruction to come that made me Fall in love with you.

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azizi_alli_sabri. Freeverse #24

Did something a little different with this piece. Decid

Freeverse #24 Did something a little different with this piece. Decided to go for a 3 minute freeverse instead of the usual one. Check my bio for the link to YT. Anyway enjoy!

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ashholmes_poetry. (Description:)
He was small in this big world, 
He didn't know how to

(Description:) He was small in this big world, He didn't know how to speak his words correctly, He was a soft boy with a hard outlook on life. But he wished so dearly that the world could become pastel and warm instead of the dull grey that it became with his father's disappearance. - ashholmes_poetry . . . [Tags:] #poet #poetssociety #poetryofinstagram #poetsofinstagrams #poetry #poetrycommunity #poem #poems #freeverse #writingcommunity #writing #poetryisnotdead #poetryporn #originalpoem

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rosebud.being. A lot of people say “The trees are teaching us how beautiful it is to

A lot of people say “The trees are teaching us how beautiful it is to let go” The fall... Nobody talks about how hard and painful it must be I meditate in my backyard very often, every season. I meditate in motion at times watching, walking, observing. Some of them roll with the punches. They let go the extensions of themselves. The leaves patiently accumulate I imagine tears, heartbreak, I can almost hear the farewells Some of them grow new baby limbs and leaves begin to bud. The denial or death, the hopes of a good hideaway Are they really teaching us to let go? Or is this something that has been forced onto them forever. How sure are you they don’t feel more intensely than You and I ? The energy is closed in, as if their is a need to be cradled and protected... I think fall is a sorrowful time in nature. It just happens to look pretty damn gorgeous Letting go may look beautiful but everything ain’t what is seems. The trees don’t teach me how beautiful it is to let go, This is not volunteer work If it were, there’d be way less leaves on the ground. Like everything else, The trees teach me everything must go. To come again. “I’ll die & re bloom” #TheFall #LoveofMyLife #TreeLady #ChakraHealing #Alignment #EmpathytoEarth #FreeVerse #WritersofIG #Poetry #RootWork #Chakra

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thatbrainitch. If you asked me to describe myself
To you
I wouldn't be able to
For I

If you asked me to describe myself To you I wouldn't be able to For I am a jigsaw, pieces of which Have been lost Or were never built, maybe Or are misshapen If you asked me to show you a picture of myself I'd show you tangled wires On a backdrop of grey For I am a knot you can't untie A meshwork of gnarled dreams Broken skin and Consistently hopeless eyes If you asked me to give you A taste of myself I'd give you the sweet nectar Of my bitterness It would taste as incomprehensible As its description My taste is indecisiveness Unpredictability and apathy If you asked me to tell you What I sound like I would give you a conch Ask you to put it next to your ears Do you hear it? The constant, repetitive to and fro Motion of the sea? I'm as sure as the waves, As steeped in the perpetual commotion As the water Back and forth, back and forth If you asked me... But that's the thing, isn't it You are not going to ask me No one is For everyone is busy putting up Their own facades This is a solo journey My paths, only I can define You are not going to ask me I have to, And I have to find the answers. #writers #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #poem #poetry #freeverse #spilledink #thatbrainitch #poetsofinstagram

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misterm_thoughts. . . .

worlds away at last we are found
universe must have brought you

. . . worlds away at last we are found universe must have brought you back to my side on this day to my life for all time no one might have known how i loved you with the passion that went unrequited no one knew about it but me but i had my closest way to heaven though i don't want to let this moment pass us by again so i'm taking your hand though it's paralizing me what matters now is that your breath is the only thing i can feel and the throbbing of my heart is the sound i can hear whatever this may be, wrong and forbidden i do not care anymore i only have this one moment in time let me taste this glory before separation wins us again this is for the memory of us #poemporn #wordporn #freeverse #freeversepoetry #hearttalk #changedheart #ambiguity #conformities #wrongmove #unrequitedlove #unrequitedfeelings #losingself #boundedaffection #borderedemotions #lostlove #lovelost #unconventionalrelationships #angelanddemon #bravingheart #losinggrip #notyet #hopelessrelationship #onesidedaffair #goodbyemylover #goodbyemyfriend

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j.b.bern. how far would you go &&101818

how far would you go &&101818

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4allthethingsicouldntsay. •
I thought it was a bargain. Six for a small price. I figured I'd get

• I thought it was a bargain. Six for a small price. I figured I'd get through most of the week, and still keep more of my wage. But you were crafty in your design. Hiding every fatal flaw. Until my bare naked toe punched through the whole dang sock. A wardrobe malfunction of epic proportions, all my money spent and saved, went right down the toilet. I might have forgiven if it were just one or two of them. But six pairs ruined, two toes humiliated. And a wallet more empty. Think twice about spending thrifty when it comes to longevity. Quality over quantity, my friends. Quality. ______________________ ||| The Mysterious Sock Mockery||| 10.17.18 ||| • @4allthethingsicouldntsay • . #bargains #pfffft #happythursdayyall #thislittlepiggyhadnone #originalwriting #originalpoem #igwriters #igwriterscommunity #art #artistsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #4allthethingsicouldntsay #poetry #prose #freeverse #poetsofig #poetsofinstagram #prose #women #stories #leapoffaith #writing #herheartpoetry #livebywords #creativewriting #bymepoetry #omypoetry #spilledink #writingoffthecuff @herheartpoetry @artlixirpoetry @artlixirbrush @artlixirphoto @yourheartbeatsstrong @madpropslive @herheartpoetry

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poetic_life_man. •
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Recovery by Eli Perez.
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Grab at the flame for just a split second

• • Recovery by Eli Perez. • Grab at the flame for just a split second. Let the flicker dance inside your eyes. Grab it again. Stay a bit longer. Bring a friend, the spoon and the prize. Watch the substance cook and spit. Melt it down, liquid gold. You’ve just been bought now go get sold. These are tales, you of old, the troll beneath the stairs. The hope eater, spirit feeder, darkest, blackest mold. No longer, are you the harbinger of cold, bone chilling anger and despair. You learned to wrap your arms around the mound of your fair share of ownership in all that came before. You went through towns and knocked on every front and back door, bowed your head and fell knees to the floor. Begged forgiveness from every woman, man and child. Cried real tears that turned into a flood. Let yourself be swept away by service before god. Went 12 steps to the corner of Mercy and Divine to plead for understanding and for love. This is what recovery is made of. • #writersofinstagram #recovery

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