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All poems are mine and just a reflection of my inner peace and struggle /some poems are reblogs of the original wrters whose name is always mentioned. 'm not going to buy into your crypto bullshit, or click your shady links. Nor am I going to donate any money to you, no matter how terrible and heart breaking your tragic story is about the war in your country/the natural disaster in your region/how you can't pay your rent/insert sad reason here.

[squarebreath]

One of the prettiest proggy powerful love songs out there

[aimanncollection]

Walk With Angels

The B.A. Mann Sculpture Garden

[lastpageandclose]

Il mio respiro fugge sulle tue parole[…]

LastPage.

[remanence-of-love]

[secularsasquatch]

[sunflowerlovergirl]

[hellocoraco]

”Your thoughts, feelings and sensations are the waves of the ocean – coming and going. There are big strong waves and there are soft gentle waves; they are all water and all part of the ocean.”

— Rose-Marie Sorokin, The Miracle of Yes

[alibabe48]

Learn to ride them all…🕉️

[sexykeeper]

Learn to FEEL♥️them and your senses will burst🖤from happiness & love.

💙💚💜

[fallencalliope]

Everything I once felt,

Soon became numb,

When you neglected my every attempt,

To make it clear how tired I was,

Of being the only one trying,

The many efforts ignored,

To make you feel loved,

Losing myself along the way,

Forgetting to love the person I am...

©️fallencalliope

[raventhecelt]

[pa-ola123]

Everything changes depending on the window from which you observe reality

ℒℴ𝓋ℯ𝓇❦

[pa-ola123]

~~ℒoѵℯ~~🌹

[pa-ola123]

Goodmorning ☕️🌹

The nuances of a day depend on the color of our thoughts... Find the right brushstroke within yourself that can make it special. ...

stay safe and healthy always...🍀🕊

🌹١٥٧٤♡

[we5teru]

New personality

The evening leans a little softer on the windows,

the wind speaks less heavily than before.

A child is coming—so new, so unknown—

and somehow the world doesn’t feel so alone anymore.

I walk through rooms that will soon sound different,

with small footsteps I don’t yet know,

and in the quiet I almost hear a fragile laugh

on its way… to here, to then, to now.

There is melancholy—but lighter in tone,

like an old coat that still just fits.

I’ve seen so much come and go,

and still this surprises me, unexpectedly.

A grandchild… the word still feels unfamiliar,

yet carries a warmth that lingers in the air.

No fear that gnaws, just a gentle wondering:

what kind of little person is on their way here?

Maybe they’ll recognize nothing of who I was,

and that’s alright—there’s no need.

As long as they laugh, and live, and slowly discover

how simply beautiful happiness can be.

And somewhere, between memory and tomorrow,

something grows I’d almost forgotten:

a quiet hope—not heavy, not grand—

but enough to make me softly smile… and that is enough.

—-Ruud—-

[nyx-tenberis]

The singing river..

Every person waits to sing their song.

Give them the right lighting, a stage—

they sing- like an unbound river in voice.

Don’t expect them to stop,

to listen if you are singing too.

... ..

I watch, stepping back—

not wanting to get wet.

Unless I choose to step into

your flowing river myself.

[streetmusclecars]

[beccawise7]

Beautiful truths... 💜🖤

[this-mans-desire]

[fallencalliope]

It's hard to admit to myself,

The conflicting feelings that swim through me,

Penetrating any kind of sense of reason,

Losing all notion that I am not worth,

A single fractionated moment,

To grasp attention from those who matter,

For my voice gets so easily abolished,

And no one can no longer hear the scrutiny that swells within...

©️fallencalliope