Lines Of Poetry

[angelofverdum]

Gagged her

[linesofpoetry]

I was there, and we did do that.

[thoughtkick]

“She was a storm. Not the kind you run from. The kind you chase.”

— r.h.sin

[linesofpoetry]

Trouve moi

[linesofpoetry]

Midnight

My house -- quiet My bed -- cold My heart -- searching My hands --alone

[linesofpoetry]

At some point, I have to speak up for myself At some point, I have to say what I need and want At some point, I have to accept nothing less At some point, I have to believe in the possibilities of my happiness At some point, we have to agree it’s not you.

[jalondna]

I, too, sing America I am the darker brother. They send me to eat in the kitchen When company comes, But I laugh, And eat well, And grow strong Tomorrow, I’ll be at the table When company comes Nobody’ll dare Say to me, “Eat in the kitchen,” Then. Besides, They’ll see how beautiful I am And be ashamed — I, too, am America 

[olearypoetry]

[linesofpoetry]

Jamais sans toi

[atticuspoetry]

‘Mask’ #atticuspoetry #atticus #poetry https://www.instagram.com/p/Bpuyd5EgYiZ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=d9d2v46wmuhp

[pelagik]

together we are an endless conversation

rupi kaur, 2018

[resqectable]

“You are worth finding. Worth knowing. Worth loving. You and all your one million layers. Always hold that close.”

—

Danielle Doby

[linesofpoetry]

All you had to do

was one thing

Nothing special

or extraordinary

Nothing flashy

or fancy

I just needed you

to show up

[jalondna]

Cleo Wade

[linesofpoetry]

Eat Cake

[linesofpoetry]

Again

You stopped -- before we could start Again I’m left feeling the pain Again For the last time

[linesofpoetry]

I Wasn't Ready

Before you, I wasn't ready When we met, I wasn't ready When you loved me, I wasn't ready When it got bad, I wasn't ready When you left, I wasn't ready

[linesofpoetry]

I Hope

I hope he’s kind and smart and funny I hope he thinks I’m smart and funny and sexy I hope I challenge him and he challenges me and we grow I hope he loves me like I deserve… because I will him I hope he finds me, or I find him soon—either way, I’m ready

[linesofpoetry]

I look up, when I walk in nature And down when I walk in a crowd. It’s as if I have something to hide from people Covering me in a shroud But really I’m just scared of being seen. Really really seen.