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sleepy_cottage_poetry. from 5 or 6 years ago#poetry#poems#poem#poetrycommunity#poetsofinstagr

from 5 or 6 years #depressionart

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fathomless_world. I know it's
Easier said
Than done.
All those romantic tales
That we ad

I know it's Easier said Than done. All those romantic tales That we admired And hoped to Find something As close to that "happily ever after" We dreamt of. Despite knowing That it won't be An easy ride Knowing that You'll get your heart broken Maybe more than once Emotions may Get of your hand To such an extent Where words Will start poking you And the hurt Will only increase And love may show It's worst face to you And all those Good moments Of being In love will Get vanished into oblivion Because you Don't know what to do What to feel after this havoc And if all this was Ever worthy in the first place at all. Amongst all the heart shattering moments My dear, Don't forget That love Made you smile Held you on your bad days And made you happy too. So despite All the shortcomings And destruction It can cause, Have faith It will hold you And don't Be afraid to Choose love. -Tanaz Rupani . . 🔹Follow @fathomless_world for more relatable posts🔹◾️LIKE◾️COMMENT ◾️SHARE◾️FOLLOW #fathomlessworld #taniiwrites #writingprompts #writerscommunity #wordgasms #writing #writersofinstagram #writerssociety #poemsporn #poetrycommunity #poetsofig #poetry #ttt #thoughts #musing #neonart #silverleafpoetry #amateurwriter #pinterest

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julyblossom23. This is not my usual style of writing. Not sure what this is.. prose?

This is not my usual style of writing. Not sure what this is.. prose? Poem? Maybe a bit of both.. * * I started off with an idea, a really strong sentiment actually..but am thrilled at where I eventually arrived. Just got carried away and did not stick to the original plan. Maybe that's why #outlines scare me. It tells me I gotta keep #followingtherules to make it credible, when maybe breaking them now and then can make the whole journey incredible ... * * This isn't my best, but I was in the best of moods, today, as I began to to write it😊 #wildhaired #poetrybook #poetryporn #poemgasm #communityofpoets #poetryclub #globalpoetcult #globalagepoetry #silverleafpoetry #enrapturedpoetry #herheartpoetry #yourheartbeatsstrong #poetrypunch #untwineme #updivine #loveletters #newpoetspotlight #poetrycosmos #prose #prosepoetry #writersandpoets #writersofig #spilledink #sexualfantasy #pureseduction #publishersofinstagram #sosaidshravani

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sepiapoetry. //You are//
Braving against the scathing storm of asteroids 
and a dar

//You are// Braving against the scathing storm of asteroids and a dark ether of broken comets, you are the brightest star. Found behind the embedded sapphires and spinning around that cornerstone, you are a perfect storm. A tiny giggle behind the sea of grief and a fake smile plastered over the darkness of life, you are concealing a plunged knife. //I am// Extinguished ember of the deepest blue and a caged soul chained with words, I am a dimmed blur. Way behind once upon of time and flicker of the colourless rhyme, I am a shattered glass. Trying to let you know, giving you the signs and laughing upon the phase, I am withering in this haze. -m.a. 2016. #sepiapoetry

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lilithryanpoetry. I’m not sure about this poem because it’s so much simpler than the stu

I’m not sure about this poem because it’s so much simpler than the stuff I usually write but I’m posting it anyway. . This is another poem based on a dream I had awhile ago. My dreams can be pretty epic and symbolic. . . . . . #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poemsofinstagram #igpoets #poets #poem #poems #writing #writingcommunity #spilledink #poetrycommunity #poetryisnotdead #instapoet #nzpoetry #nzpoet #herheartpoetry @herheartpoetry #veinheartartisans @veinheartartisans #bymepoetry @bymepoetry #omypoetry @omypoetry #poemwars #silverleafpoetry @silverleafpoetry #feministpoetry #feminism

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thevolatilepoet. Isn’t that ironic? .
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Go to @thevolatilepoet and click on tha

Isn’t that ironic? . . . . . . Go to @thevolatilepoet and click on that follow button! What’s there to lose? 🙈♥️ #thevolatilepoet

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ayoeridani. Her hair knit candles
forming a cowering silhouette
on dampened ground

Her hair knit candles forming a cowering silhouette on dampened grounds she’s the silhouette wilted, eaten, —a cheap meal to the bugs, blow-flies, & black-eyed maggots shes long gone yet her flame burns on vibrant roses do not mourn any loss under the sun #globalpoetcult #globalpoetry #poetsandwritersfeature #poetsandwriters #theliteralscript #silverleafpoetry #packpoetry #bleedingsoulpoetry #heartofpoets #thepoetspost #bymepoetry #worldofpoetry #yourheartbeatsstrong #penguinpoetrynyc #omypoetry #madewords #booksofpoetry #enrupturedpoetry #pentupthoughts #ayoeridani

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a_frozenrose. Learning to breath .
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It's in the deep 
A meadow 
Nothing grows

Learning to breath . . . . It's in the deep A meadow Nothing grows In the shallow Rise and fall Too soon To quick Nothing grows In the shallow It's in the deep That the meadows Thick No need for control The meadow is free Wild indigenous of the mind Body And sound The shallow Alien Barren And pot bound Find me in the deep The meadow Nothing grows In the shallow. . . #poetry #poemoftheday #writersofinstagram #writersofig #poetry  #instagood #spilledink  #wordporn #poetsofinstagram #instapoetry #poetrycommunity #poetryinmotion #poetrynotdead #micropoetry  #wordsmith  #love  #madpropslive #safe #poem  #poetofinstagram #writer #poetryprompt  #globalwordsmith #nature #breathing #anxiety #control @penguinpoetrynyc @packpoetry #silverleafpoetry @dazzedoutfeatures

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lagom_muse. | Changing homes:  I have always abhorred the idea of changing homes.

| Changing homes: I have always abhorred the idea of changing homes. One day you’re around the familiar walls and the other day, you’re somewhere you don’t know. Everything is so non- native, you’re home but you feel like a visitor. The way to the rooms are unmemorised, the fresh paint of the walls is stingy. The neighbors, unknown but welcoming, sometimes skeptic. There’s no “my spot”, you have to make one. You have nurture it like the older one, start from the scratch and still half yours. You don’t know where you can think of playing with the words and where you can ignore the world. You don’t know where you can pragmatize the outsides and where you can weep alone without anyone noticing. You don’t know where you can share a laugh with your family and drink with your chums. You have to find the room which is cleanest and the one which never goes out of mother’s sight. You don’t know till which part of the house can you smell maa k haath k parathe and from where do you keep a check at the main door? And exactly from where will God listen to you? Which window gives the best breeze and a hot neighbour? Which window gives the best sunsets and the complete moon? When it’s dark or the electricity is out, how do you ‘just’ know the way to the washroom or to mom’s bed without hitting any walls? How do they do that? The ones who move so easily, people like you. They certainly do it well like how you called me home yesterday and today you call someone new. All this while, I should have asked you if you liked changing houses too? I would have known. _ @pattynsta13 #silverleafpoetry

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