Beyond Words

[ryenocer]

i exist somewhere behind those clouds

[pre-raphaelisme]

Study of Dante holding the hand of Love (for the painting ‘Dante’s Dream at the Time of the Death of Beatrice’) by Dante Gabriel Rossetti, 1855-1856.

[ryenocer]

[flowrrs4u]

I am good. I am loved.

[ryenocer]

[ryenocer]

I hit my head on the wall last night.

the fear i learned,

had driven me up against the corner.

my back against the wall, all alone in the dark

afraid of moving.

I know nothing of what i am afraid for.

But everynight I move a little more than before

in hope of once being able to be free.

Though it seems tonight its not time yet

[ryenocer]

all these footprints carry different stories

[ryenocer]

meow

[frostedmagnolias]

Morning at the pond of Rastede, 1906

Hugo Duphorn (German, 1876-1909)

[ryenocer]

[incohorace]

what studying literature feels like

[lifeinpoetry]

I was never good at this body. 

There was always something in me so anxious to crawl out.

— kiki nicole, from NOBODY’S DAUGHTER

[metamorphesque]

― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Gentle Spirit

[ryenocer]

As the thunder roared

the sky lit up on fire

I sat there alone

burning along with it

[ryenocer]

I let go of the lip I didn't know I was biting, the metallic drop of blood rolling down it, a mark on the paper, now, an irreversible sign of my ignorance

[ryenocer]

The warmth of another, the tenderness of their embrace, and the interwoven hands that create an unbreakable connection. Minds that effortlessly comprehend each other's emotions, and hearts that not only understand but also beat in harmonious rhythm, as if sharing a secret language of love.

[penandparchments]

Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic.

- Oscar Wilde