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[oldscribblynotes]

I figured that you can find pain within some of the most beautiful places of the world. Some of those being within the words that we simply speak. #globalpoetrycult #poetstext @globalpoetrycult @poetstext @writers #writerstag #poetryaddict #writersaroundtheworld @writersaroundtheworld #wchindi #ftwriterss @poetsmania_ @bleedingsoulpoetry #writerscommunity #writersinspiration #streetwritersofficial https://www.instagram.com/p/ClbtcbtpL8N/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[cjb2014universe]

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[cjb2014universe]

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[sole-soul-sold]

If walls could talk (04/08/2022)

if walls could talk

I wonder what they'd say

would they generously advise?

promise to hold dear my vice?

would they invigorate?

or would they enrage?

or would they in hushed whispers, simply just pray?

[theserenestories]

Belief is the elixir of dreams, In the shadow of looms, Bathing in faith is embracing ethereal serenity, Leading you with inscrutable intuition, Beyond the worldly illusion, The cosmic reality that we see. Across the sands of the dee, My freedom was like a cold-pressed coffee. The sour beans of gloom laid their icy hands over my ebullience, It is pronounced to remain hungry while searching for a home, The quest for life was submissive under the loneliness of gloam. It is the complexity of the human soul, That keeps you hungry for more. And when you are about to give in, Rays of sun-like an omnipresent guardian angel, Plants the seed of hope in you within, Time, the rite of passage of light, At that moment, Like an epiphany struck me. I was the leash that was holding me from being free. Being too attached to the elusive aroma of comfort, Expectations of my dreams turning true, Was like writing postcards to the dead And breathing in love that forever read. Caskets of desires need to be filled, With pennies of belief and hard work. And when you do that, The magic of the universe works. The sudden movement of objects of life is labeled change. Change your actions to alter your verity. Dreams brew in hopeful hearts, Ones that believe magic exists, Are the ones that taste life’s serendipity. When life throws a bunch of lemons your way, Remember, These moments will become memories, Which will forever stay With you. Life is a quest, A quest of queries, a quest of clues, A journey of the stars and a journey of bleeding blue. Bleeding blue in the color of ink, Writing our lives into the dreams we sink into. Sometimes we wish to hide, To be lost in a land where we hear no familiar sound, But all we want is to be found. To be found in a way we were never strayed, To be loved in a way we are never betrayed. -Hridya

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[paper-and-poesy]

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[paper-and-poesy]

One last look as I walk away, I take her in, for the last time. Raising a brow in question she hints as if to say, "Please don't come back to me, not anymore". A wave of her hand asking me to keep moving, my sigh follows each step into dying arms of the sun. Taking in her quivering lips, betraying her smile filled eyes, longing glimpses to last a lifetime. Love is not enough sometimes, holding on to a soul, buried to your core, unquenchable, intoxicating need. Drowning fast as passion clogs your lungs, brimming up, filling hollowed bones, emptying arteries of grief. Love, if left unchecked, from the inside rots, perfumed desires suffocating at odd hours. - Shilpi Saraswat @writersaroundtheworld #writersaroundtheworld #watwprompts #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poem #poetrycommunity #love #poetrylovers https://www.instagram.com/p/CeyaA_6o3V0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[nickadiguburke]

I have spent most of this afternoon, penning my new poem, The Serpent. In its completed form, I hope this poem conveys, to the reader, the important role that mindset plays in the overall devolopment of our own happiness. As English poet John Milton, wrote (he of Paradise Lost fame), "The mind is its own place, and, in itself, can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven." I hope you enjoy reading it Now, bed for me. This took all my gas lol ✨💜✨ #writingcommunity #sleekpoetry #writersaroundtheworld #antipoeticrevolution #cosmosofwriters #thepoeticbuds #thepoeticlounge #closerlivespoetry #thepoetic #poetcity #poetsandpoetry #writersrising #poemsandproses #poeticprose #globalpoetry #beautifulpoetry #beautyinwords #holmfirth #holmfirthwriters #communityofpoets #thepoeticcommunity #creativepoetry #spiritualpoetry #mypoetry #writersofinstagram #instawriters #instapoetry #instapoem (at Holmfirth) https://www.instagram.com/p/CSnMjO0qBbQ/?utm_medium=tumblr