Written on trees

"But poetry,beauty, romance, love these are what we stay alive for"

[composedbyselma]

the sun no longer is the centre of your universe

it burns inside you

And you are earth

with your oceans

your streams of salty water

of happiness

of sadness

-Selma

[composedbyselma]

Learning

So indulge yourself,

into the unknown.

Dive deep and resurface

greater than you used to be.

-Selma

[composedbyselma]

A bouquet of flowers

Beauty can be found in the little things.

So for what it's worth

I'd follow you into nothingness.

-Selma

[composedbyselma]

if she would walk in darkness

I'd grab a lantern and follow her,

until the day it burns out

which will be the day

i let all suns in the universe burn.

-Selma

[composedbyselma]

Traveling home

my heart no longer feels as if it’s travelling here,

here became home

and there became a travel.

-Selma

[composedbyselma]

"The day of the amsel"

One day they will visit

and it will be the day,

night will be forever.

As no one knows

where they will take you

the three riders.

May it be the day

of the amsel,

as it's freed from the cage

society can be.

-Selma

[composedbyselma]

Between love and death

I wish love wouldn't greet me

in every person I meet.

While she was greeted

by death

like an old friend,

who kindly stopped

I meet love in a person's eyes

and the kindness in their features.

I despise seeing love on some days,

while I invite her in on others.

After all she reminds me

of what has never been

but could become.

-Selma

[composedbyselma]

Loneliness and Solitude

Loneliness and solitude become intertwined these days.

as there is so much freedom to celebrate life

but how could I fully

if I cannot share some of them

with another person.

-Selma

[composedbyselma]

In the act he found freedom

for the first time

He spread his wings

leaped in the air

Fly boy fly!

Let your worries fade

let creativity flow,

make life your own.

-Selma

[meanwhilepoetry]

I'm just trying to become someone who the child inside me will not hate. I'm trying to be everything she needed and did not receive. She is so lonely still. It's not fair that she is so lonely still.

Nikita Gill

[writingdotcoffee]

“Nobody will stop you from creating. Do it tonight. Do it tomorrow. That is the way to make your soul grow - whether there is a market for it or not!”

— Kurt Vonnegut

[julianerui]

Etel Adnan on poetry:

"What we can truly call poetry starts with innocence. To be true to oneself is the starting point. To be fresh to the world is the starting point. Then life will take care. Nobody knows, until it happens, what will happen, so let go, at least don't ever lie, most of all to yourself. If the death of a fly touches you more than the death of a soldier let that go on a page. It will be your first poem."

This is the end of her "Short letter to a young poet". From the book "The Sun on the Tongue".

[libraryoflanie]

“I can’t think of any greater happiness than to be with you all the time, without interruption, endlessly”

Franz Kafka, Franz Kafka's The Castle

[derangedrhythms]

If I lived by the sea I would never be really sad. I get an immense sense of eternity and peace from the ocean. I can lose myself in staring at it hour after hour.

Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940–1956 ⁠—  Aurelia Schober Plath, 18th July 1951

[composedbyselma]

Teardrops on the window The sky, they are crying again. the clouds had enough! The wind is howling come down now, sweet love come back to earth let these tears dry by sunshine, dance under the night sky come down now my love

-Selma