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[takingstockofwhatmattersmost]

i’ve read your words and they settle in my chest like smooth stones in quiet water you’ve captured the kind of love that feels like exhaling like waking up to sunlight instead of in an alarm

i think about what it means to crave someone not out of hunger...but for the peace they bring to hold their heartbeat in your hands not because you fear losing it but because it’s the first sound that’s ever felt like

home

you’ve drawn love like a warm blanket not smothering...steady not demanding but always there isn’t that the kind of love we all hope for the type that doesn’t fill the cracks but teaches us to live with them gently beautifully completely

[recognizingthevoiceless]

Thank you for the reblog! You're doing great work for writers on here :D

No worries...thank you for writing, without you all there'd be nothing for us to reblog! Keep writing, we'll be reading!

[heartofmuse]

The wind blows and you come riding every color of dusk. You flood my heart like the colors flood the sky with a myriad of shades, tones and hues in such a perfect harmony, your sublime beauty enraptures my soul. 

e.v.e.

[nikithathampy]

What power in me held as I bruised

Everything, everything spun, in my mind, and around, racked by the chaos of a voice that couldn't outcry

Brute force took over my body, my eyes , my senses as in odd angles it bend and my mind shrivelled, even tears felt cold in here

Someone, somewhere called out my name, such a caress, such pain, as the world came rumbling down, I floated along, if happily, for a second

Cracks bellowed, pealing my deafening ears, my bones I realised, but shrouded in hitched breaths a plea crooned from far away, that voice

That voice that yelled, in my mind I met those eyes, agonising and bloodied, as it watched me break, trying to save my grip that was now slipping away

Inbetween the pain and the sobs, I memorized, the smiles that made our lips, the warmth of touch in this cold damp place, those twinkling eyes, those crying beautiful eyes

My heart warmed to the now receding voice, knowing I was not alone was enough, knowing my pain was understood was enough, everything was said, everything

As the silence grew, I knew, with a severe clap it snapped, a home to such beautiful memories, such agony and pain, longing all laid to rest, my mind splintered.

~nt

[disruptivebychoice]

I told myself,

One day

but surely,

That did fade

I gave up

And the cheers stopped

but today,

I know that one more day

is how i keep what i have

it's a life's work

and I can't be led astray

Today,

I must stay.

[burningmuses]

RUINS

because isn’t there a beauty in ruins? isn’t that why people came all the way to rome, to stare at the crumbling pillars melting into ivy, letting that living vine lift where stones could not? isn’t there something breath-taking about a burial ground, filled with moss-covered headstones you dig your nails into, pulling away with palms full of green and rust and the shadow of a ghost? because ruins are like a wounded mother, bleeding but still fighting, teeth bared. because ruins mean someone, ages ago, isn’t forgotten. here is where she walked, here is where she ran. here is where she laid under the sky and let herself feel small, feel infinitely unknown beneath a sky full of things she couldn’t name. because i am a ruin—did you see the marble of my throat, where he chipped away at it? did you see the vines that are crawling across my chest? it’s been so long since something touched my heart. did you see the cobwebs in the corners of my eyes? i’ve kept them shut for so long.

give me a reason to open them.

–by @falteringperceptions

***Kevin’s Note: This was from 2013 and from when I was a BLUE TAG POETRY EDITOR here on tumblr. Yes, there used to be editors here on tumblr that were "supposed" to sift through mountains of poetry and "TAG" them for others to read without having to search. This was also when I started the Recognizing The Voiceless (RTV) reblog blog and was deep-diving into the lesser known poetry of the day. Back then it was before Yahoo! bought tumblr and added all the BS ads you see now. There were many more writers and poets here and created the Tumblr Writing Community (TWC). It would take me hours to TAG the ten best poems IMHO…we only were allowed 10 tags and there were only ten of us I believe. All this is to say…the above piece is STUNNING to me…it was back then, and it still is today! There are stunning pieces on tumblr today, but there were sooooo many more back in the day. Doesn’t have anything to do with you poets, it’s just a numbers game really. More writers to read and more time to read them. I LOVE you all…mean it!***

[stoxxgaleriaderte]

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[mypoeticsoul-ny]

"Every man somewhere in the world has a woman right beside him, who was created just for him. She is no better than the others,

but she is the only one he really needs. And every woman, too, has such a man;

But few lucky people meet each other."

~Unknown

Art | by Faith Gözenç