it rains

barkha.aquarius.19

[soul-from-another-era]

Trust fades away, lies blur the truth.

[princelevmyshkin]

Claude Monet

Under the Lemon Trees

1884

[pink-heart-writes]

[somewordsarebiggerthanothers]

In English, we say:

I miss you

In poetry we say:

I heard the song you love

At Cafe last night

We used to listen to it together, We used to smile, talk and drink wine

I remembered

And felt pressure on my chest

Others saw a sad face

But I felt ten-ton truck which was smashed

My chest

[livingwiththeinternet]

Francesco Levy, The Constellations of Summer

[bymarahh]

IG @bymarahh

[monalalallla]

The endless cycle of hating everyone and then hating yourself for not being able to love the people you used to love like your life depended on it.

“Have I lost my ability to love? Am I that cruel?”

[serotinals]

I've Been Daydreaming A Lot

[lindamarieansonsnaps]

[qu33n0fth3cl053t]

forget me not

[poetrydystopian]

Vergissmeinnicht

[laazulmuerta-deactivated2026010]

Dark fire

In the shadowed tomb, where silence weeps,

Juliet sips the poison deep.

Her love, now lost, a ghostly flame,

A whisper in the void of pain.

The poison’s kiss, a bitter wine,

Spreads through her veins like creeping vines.

Each heartbeat slows, a mournful toll,

A bell that chimes for her lost soul.

Her breath, a fragile wisp of smoke,

Escapes her lips with every choke.

Her heart, a shattered glassy sphere,

Reflects her lover's image clear.

The world grows dim, a fading light,

A twilight fall to endless night.

Her love, a ship that’s lost at sea,

Drowned in waves of agony.

The poison’s grip, a serpent’s coil,

Tightens ‘round her in silent toil.

Her body, cold, a marble form,

A statue carved in love’s forlorn.

She feels the loss, a hollow ache,

An echo in a heart that breaks.

Her life, a thread that’s cut too soon,

A star that falls beneath the moon.

In death’s embrace, she finds her peace,

A quiet end, a sweet release.

Yet still, her love, a phantom’s kiss,

Haunts the shadows, dark abyss.

For those who’ve lost their heart’s desire,

Know Juliet’s pain, the soul’s dark fire.

A love that’s lost, a life that’s torn,

A sorrow deep as night’s forlorn.

(One of my favorites so far, what do you think?)

[for-roslyn]

[monalalallla]

how it should've ended.

[monalalallla]

do y'all ever felt like none of your friend actually like you...and then think, no i'm being paranoid again but then you notice the small things they do and that kind of makes you feel bad.

everyone is talking in the groupchat and you are kind of excited, they share their problems and the chat goes on for hours, you love listening and encouraging them but when you say something about yourself, they just don't respond and start a new topic out of nowhere, maybe they did not saw it but it happened so often and now you're not sure anymore.

maybe you're just paranoid, but these small things kind of hurt sometimes.

do you feel like you barely talked about your problems to them? when was it the last time they asked you if you're feeling alright? last month? last year?

sunshine, i don't know if you're paranoid or not but listen, you need to go tell them how you feel, you don't deserve being ignored, you deserve the same love and care you give them, i know you can do this, don't hide your feelings.

and never beg for their love, love is shared, not gifted or given.

©inkmadeofsky

[sillypoetproject]

i spent so long chained up within the confines of my own mind that i forgot how nice the scent of the earth is after it rains.

i forgot how lovely the sun feels on my skin, how peaceful the wind sounds when it dances through the leaves of nearby trees, how joyful it is to run my fingers through the fur of stray cats and hear them purr in delight.

i forgot how beautiful the world is.

i’ll never make that mistake again.

[sillypoetproject]

i spent so long chained up within the confines of my own mind that i forgot how nice the scent of the earth is after it rains.

i forgot how lovely the sun feels on my skin, how peaceful the wind sounds when it dances through the leaves of nearby trees, how joyful it is to run my fingers through the fur of stray cats and hear them purr in delight.

i forgot how beautiful the world is.

i’ll never make that mistake again.

[bymarahh]

IG @bymarahh

[monalalallla]

my feelings rn:

[aishespoeticmuse]

fuck soft love, i want a love that devours me from the inside out, i want a love that keeps me up at night, i want a love that burns my insides, i want a love that reminds me this life is the only one i have, i want a love that makes me wanna be brave and most of all i want a love that makes me feel safe.

[thylocalbard]

Apparently some people don't do this, so...

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