Spain Castles

Who cares?

[ninjadebris]

The Line

She hits her mark, the line moves for her, the truth runs, catches lies, bops them, quick dust reality with her vision, bending minds, the alternative will cane resolve, swiftly the stare, the silence, will vertigo reality, (easier to agree), bend on outside, winking truth mumbles, nods crisply, unadulterated (don’t need magic, inside)

@ninjadebris

[tylerknott]

In the morningtime or in the failing evening, I long for your skin.

Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson

North Pole Ninjas is available for Pre-Order!  bit.ly/NPNinjas

(via tylerknott)

[lifeinpoetry]

You know that feeling when you drink too much of a certain liquor and then even the sight of it makes you feel unsteady? That’s how I feel when I write poems about you.

— Trista Mateer, from “Garnish with a Lime Wedge,” The Dogs I Have Kissed

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I think it’s important to realize you can miss something, but not want it back

Paulo Coelho (via itcuddles)

[lifeinpoetry]

Before I was the starving girl, you were my only gold locket. Every day we were scalped by love.

Giana Angelillo, from Heroin & Sugar-cane (via lifeinpoetry)

[perrfectly]

[wordsnquotes]

Those who are heartless once cared too much.

Unknown   (via only-by-night)

[unicorn-ghost]

[yesitspandapimp]

[jafaiam]

Do not look at me Do not judge me Yesterday I was only a rookie Who had outlive Too many risky situations

Yes Not lucky at all

Each night Drowning my frustration In the sweet old whisky

Until I came across The sweet cookie

Life has many faces And i just chose The less complicated one

At least that’s what I thought At that moment

Today I feel my heart reaching The bottom of the sea Tearing my soul apart

It may be time To put back the cookie In the cookie jar And throw it away

Ja Fa

[delicatepoetry]

He Doesn’t Love You, a select poem from my new book, Poetic Thoughts. Available worldwide on lulu.com November 1st! 

[spaincastles-blog]

Villagers - The meaning of the ritual - Fabulous home session

[melisica]

"You think you’re in love, but you just want to be loved." To Our Loves (1983)

[anachronisticfairytales]

Maybe someone will know I didn’t weave crowns to draw blood; that I faught against mockery; that I did fill the high tide of my soul with truth. I repaid vileness with doves.

Pablo Neruda (via anachronisticfairytales)

[beckyangelique-blog]

#quote

[spaincastles-blog]

By your side I'm most quiet and most unquiet, most inhibted and most free.

Franz Kafka - Letters to Milena

[le-piu-belle]