Life is my teacher, and my experiences are lessons

[writingthestorm]

haikkun:

WE are the poets of Tumblr. Every single one of you has impacted me over these years and I wouldn’t be the writer I am without your support. But our writing community is struggling… partly because of decisions of Tumblr, partly because of collective hurt in the world the past few years. I cannot bear to see anyone else disappear. Our community needs CPR… And it will NOT come from a Tumblr update or a lift of banned tags. We need clear and immediate triage, for blogs cut off from support, and that will come from US. Let us show new writers what it was like to walk into Tumblr years ago.

Join me in this challenge to immediately help the community! Please feel free to share, reblog, and tag writers in the comments (up to 5 per comment, or up to 50 in reblog text) to spread the word! I believe in you!

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💜 stay extraordinary :)

[versesandvice]

There are so many amazing blogs and people here already!! Sorry not sorry if you’ve been double tagged 🖤💜

@quiet-storm132 @a-lex-17 @strikezilla01 @disruptivebychoice @petrow @thatpoemguy @dustysunday @prasannawrites @pari-prince @instanceandthephrase @poetry-while-black @peachpoetics @savedinmydrafts

[a-lex-17]

It Hurts

I want to hold you

Closer than you've ever been.

Smell you as your hair covers my face.

Place my heart in your hands.

I can't understand,

Why it hurts to think of you.

Why the nights feel so cold

Why my bed i feels so alone.

I want to call you on the phone.

I want to hear your soft voice.

Rejoice in all the warmth you give

And live by your side every day.

I can't say what's on my mind

So I write it line by line.

There were times

Where I could have died.

I lied and said things were fine

While I held a knife

to the side of my throat.

I never spoke of these things,

I didn't want you to see me in that light.

It's a sight I couldn't bare to show,

So here I am fighting with myself.

Telling me to put my heart on a shelf

And hide it away from all to see.

To be heartless and cruel.

To use hate as fuel

To never love again.

I feel some things won't mend,

But let's pretend

That your love could.

If you knew you would save my life

Would you fight for me then?

Would you tell me its ok

And that what I feel is normal?

Or just be horrible

And ignore what I have to say?

I can't help but think

That love is an illusion;

A delusion of hope.

Would you remove my rope

Or watch me die slow?

[a-lex-17]

Drops

These cheeks feel so stiff.

Like plastic, thick and rich.

This bliss is only a shell

Behind a wall of solid hell.

I've said that I am well

Even when I often dwell

On parts of the past I cannot change.

Strange, but I feel a drop.

I don't understand, why it doesnt stop?

It drips from my face

All the way down from the top

But my smile is in the same place

I wish that I could erase

The parts of me that care.

This life seems so unfair

With its awful bitter taste.

I feel another drop reach my lip.

I remember, to wash my pain,

I'd often take a sip.

Time has made me numb

Except this emotion, to which I've succumb.

If my insides were a color

They'd be a pale plum.

This unpleasant ache is like no other

And there's nowhere to run.

I slide down against the corner

And sink into my knees.

I can feel the violent grip

Of this dark and horrid disease.

I need to take a breath,

If not I may just drown

In these cold depths

With the beast that I've found.

It seems there a no more drops

I've caught each one after,

Before they've dropped.

I can't help but feel a lot

This image is not what it seems.

I'd like to be alone a while

Inside of endless dreams.

For now I'll force myself to smile

As these drops turn into streams.

[a-lex-17]

"Succes is a journey, not a destination" - uknown

[soulreserve]

dreamlike

morning comes in waves, rising with a warm and soft winter sun that makes runny droplets of frost on windows.

I haven’t risen yet, I am still dreaming with you somewhere in the realm of imaginings as lush as this morning.

your liquid eyes melt through my dreams. you blur the boundaries between what is and what could be. like dew resting on arching, curling leaves.

like mist moving through the bones of trees.

© SoulReserve 2020

[mybeautifulbleedingpieces]

Sometimes I wonder,

if I ever stop trying,

will we still talk?

-katie, 09:00

[a-lex-17]

Frustrations

I'm tired of being strong.

All along I've heard this song

As it echoes in this room.

This wistful tune

Will be your doom

And all who think it worthy.

For thee, I shall battle day and night

Like a sprite dancing with the wind.

And to what end? Until I win your heart.

How cold you say?

To this very day I may have uttered

All these careful whispers

Of awful colors hidden in the grass

From which I prance to the silver maze.

It may amaze you to see,

All the bloody things I do for thee

When They can't see you.

[a-lex-17]

New Beginnings

And so it starts before you can feel it begin

Enveloped in beautiful dreams as kings

Because we are more than what we're told.

We are bold, more than just an existence.

Resistance met only by needless fret.

Let me show you a different way of living.

Find new beginnings in things not born anew,

A story whose origins we choose to discover

In lieu of all these shiny rings and desinger things.

I only wish to do good onto others,

But it is the choas of kindness that posions us.

I lust for true connection.

An attraction so strong, reality bends.

Here we tend to lose ourselves.

Now we're so busy picking sides

When both parties have skulls to hide.

Still I find it so amusing.

The youth in misguided concepts.

What this means is we have much to learn

Because life will never make right and wrong easy to discern.

In reality, many follow blindly.

We have the means but lack principle.

[awed-frog]

been howling at these for half an hour

[easingblackgirlsanxiety]

I’m the “you too” person to 😅

[farfallaviola]

Querido universo, yo existo

Quizá sea porque ya sé quién soy, y lo mucho que merezco. Que no dejo entrar a cualquiera...

Quizá sea lo mucho que aguanté y poco que me dieron. Que no recibo a nadie que venga con las manos vacías...

Quizá éso y sólo por eso es que todavía no llega alguien lo suficientemente fuerte para aguantar tanto peso

[a-lex-17]

State of Mind

Is it ok?

Are you sure?

Maybe they're busy.

What should I say?

Am I just a bore?

I hope they don't think I'm messy.

Well what if..

Or maybe..

No, i dont want to be a bother.

Is this it?

Please save me.

I need to find some cover.

My mind won't be quiet,

Every night I fight it

But despite this,

I'm lost.

I can feel the frost on your shoulder,

Are these just my thoughts?

Or is it just getting colder?

I'm sorry for being me.

I thought maybe you'd see me.

It's ok, It's my fault.

But what if we get caught?

Now it's starting to feel kinda hot..

I really miss you a lot.

Maybe I don't need to be here.

If I left they wouldn't shed a tear.

I don't how much more I can bare.

I'm not scared to die... BANG.

[a-lex-17]

Imagined Potential

what is this blunder?

The thunder without lightning

Fighting to coerce me forward.

To some a delusion;

a stagnant dream

With no restitution it seems.

Still I take the leap.

Only fog and mystery

As far as the eye sees.

Once I had a dream

Of sailing the 7 seas.

Yet here I am. Freeze!

I haven't moved in days.

Its the same place.

The same face.

Still I took the leap.

This deciet is not my defeat

For this lesson was essential.

Do not waste time on imagined potential

[a-lex-17]

Break The Silence

It's cold and quiet.

Yet sweat rolls down the brow,

I've found that silence

Can wreak havoc on the mind.

A great, deep sigh.

I must find my peace inside.

I must not forget to climb,

For life is too short.

All sorts of distractions

And retorts

for which I did not ask.

Alas, it is my truth.

Soothe your mind

And be at ease

For troubled times

Will come and flee.

So break it now.

This silent vow

[dolores-hazy]

You would think by now

I'd know better

And I do, I do know

But doing and knowing are

Two different things entirely

Too bad knowing better

Isn't good enough

[quiet-storm132]

Untitled IX 07/23/2020

As I scour the internet

An interwebbed source of ideas

Inspiration sparks

A light switch switched back into the on position

All this time I watched but failed to listen

To what was really around me

Interwoven into my environment

A condition called a false sense of entitlement

In retrospect

A false tongue can speak with a dialect of a misguided rendition of power, praise and ambition

But under the right circumstance if given the right amount of light

Holes can be seen better yet felt if keen senses have been strengthened enough

To recognize truth from lies

Identical are they sometimes

One can be so easily fooled it happens every time

The power that words contain

They Can create while in the same breath they can destroy

They can bring together while in the same line they can deploy

So be careful where you may wander

If need be stop, think and wonder

As Written Knowledge can help redefine the mind to find subtle breaks in what appears to be a continuous line

I speak not to be heard

I write not to be read

I exist not to be understood

But I live therefore I am

All the above and then some

A theoretical version of man

(C) Quiet-Storm

[a-lex-17]

Change

It can feel so odd.

Change can feel deranged

Like a horrible fog.

It can feel so wrong.

It can however, explain

Why at time, I feel insane.

Like i said, it's odd.

But still, I love to write it like a song

Challenge myself everyday

So with myself I feel at one.

Please don't use your guns

With this pen I shall slay

And I shall say.

All the different places

And the different faces

I have seen?

This has been

an unpredictable day

There is no way

To be sure of what lies ahead.

[a-lex-17]

Words

The way you dictate

Your very essence.

At times I'm reminiscent

Looking back upon fate.

Words.

The stern allure,

Unsure of what powers they hold.

Untold stories sold

In the pursuit of gold.

Words.

Then there was thought,

Bought by mere material.

How unreal this power

We give to words. A lot.

Words.

They move us,

Almost like a verb.

The truth is,

These are just words.