my hands tremble at the thought of you, always itching to write you, to write of you, to write for you; endlessly, yet never reaching you.
- Ēva Devingelien
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my hands tremble at the thought of you, always itching to write you, to write of you, to write for you; endlessly, yet never reaching you.
- Ēva Devingelien
"my darling i feel love in your bones"
@prolixen
golden boy how does it feel to burn out in a single breath soaring on a thought that second-hand wings would save you oh, lionhearted boy didn't you know that the ocean weeps for tragedies before it swallows them whole
the flight of icarus
We are all healing from something.
I could not wait for another minute now, to be inhabited by your ways, your happy feet is dancing again, how graceful and ephemeral, for this is the heart of the house, a place where our life is a secret, until it is no longer a secret, and to carry on just with you, alone together with you, to daydream in this cozy boudoir.
Chuck Akot, from Waterline and Other Poems, piedi felici
Sometimes I wish I had amnesia so I could forget everyone that treated me like shit.
I was so sure that he would hurt me, I practically asked him to do it.
- G.L. Angelone
Fear
Fear is the key to survival
Fear is tunnel that keeps you safe
Fear is what pulls me down
Fear is what I cling to
Fear is my state of being
But I often wonder
Is there a life after fear?
I am fearful of fearlessness
For fearlessness will lead to chaos
The kind of chaos that is destructive
The kind of chaos that topples thrones and melts crowns
The kind of chaos that gives birth to art and beauty
The kind of chaos I desire but I often push back
I will never know what lies after fear, after death
But I feel the intimations of change that lie ahead, The dawn of a new beginning and destruction of the old
- The Angry Shayar