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It was the spring I bloomed Spreading my scent in the subdue breeze Then came the fall And then I annihilate from the dead And the winters might be harsh With all that hail weighing me down But the summer is the one I fancy With the sun showing you the bright tomorrow And the shade showing you the stability you need today. #nature #letthemexplore #justthoughts #writingprompts #writersofinstagram #snapseed #thoughts #poem #wordporn #poemporn #wordgasm #wordsofinstagram #writingisescape #bulletjournal #imagination #surrealism #mykindaescape #ipwsubmit #instaphoto #photography
I’m having fun with using haikus to create poems. To interact with you all, if you like this poem or one of mine, comment 3 words you’d like to see in 3 haikus to make one poem, and I will tag you in the final work! Thanks for those who show support and encouragement. 🖤 • • #poet #poem #poetry #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #poemporn #quote #haiku #writer #writing #writingcommunity #writersofinstagram #words #mentalhealth #spilledink
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DAYDREAMS. How I missed you if only a name to know Even whilst you didn't know Imagination that ran so fast Always part of my present, gem from another's past A secret kept you never once were Unspoken pain but never dismissed All that was known barely a blur But I to always to know you exist Cold feet a phrase when discussed that came about through tears Only nothing more robust could be obtained through regret and fears Secret daydreams of chance meetings Childlike hopes of knowing greetings Wondering how it would be To meet another part of me Picturing details one by one Expectations of none Pure unhindered mystery Misplaced branch of my tree Yet through so little I would always say A brother I'll meet one day Said in such Childlike indifference As if only hindered by distance Like a friend I had already once known I'd meet you once more when I'm grown And of all that I had imagined nothing could describe How much more precious you are than  the imagination and daydreams from when I was five #daydreams #brother #igpoem #igpoets #igpoetry #instapoetry #instapoet #amaturepoet #amaturepoetry #spilledink #spilledthoughts #poetrylovers #poemporn #poems #puttingitoutthere #poetryofinstagram #poembyme #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #poets #bymepoetry #textpost #poetrybyme #originalwriting #poetry #poem #poet #textpost #texposts #wordgasm #writersofinstagram
If you disappear again In the cold mist of those hidden path I promise, not to crawl again Not on the wings of past Instead, i would sprinkle my shedded skin On the doors of your paled heart When time would befall On the behalf of your harrowing nobality May be it would shield your soul Against the desert of your naive morality By extricating from the past memories You may create your new life But the time when wave crashes your degenerative shore Don't turn your face this time Let them dandle it on one your cold shoulder With some love... Instead of throwing it as you don't need any longer Then, you will see... It would pass through like one of your old being Don't keep a hold on time, It may lead you to the paradise and peace This would be my time... when i would be vanished in the shadow of my own will #poem #aboutus #poetry #disappear #love #wave #shadow #past #memories #cold #shore #wings #hope #peace #paradise #writingcommunity #igpoem #wordgasm #art #soul #poemporn Word by @geet_anjali1 Art by @ottokim
You are strong
𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙤. i hope you've been okay. i've decided to take turn for this instagram. it still will be poetry, but more personal. hopefully less cookie cutter if i loosen my own leash for creativity. i was inspired by trista mateer (@tristamateer — definitely check her out if you haven't!). i love that she posts her works in her handwriting. it breathes life into the pieces that is missing with those that are with only fonts. i'm trying something new. i've said this here before, but i hadn't written in ten years until last year, so i'm really only starting to get into the meat of my wounds, of my words, of my potential. i really do feel like there's potential here. i think it's been easy for me to hide behind an instagram and post things because there was no face to it, no name other than my last. ••• #bafowler #poem #poems #poetry #poemaday #poetslife #micropoetry #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #herheartpoetry #poetryisnotdead #writersnetwork #instaword #instapoet #instapoetry #instapoets #wordcommunity #wordsofinstagram #wordporn #poemporn #poetofig #igpoetry #igpoet #igpoems #wordswithqueens #spilledink
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@damienponcepoetry ・・・ Hold fast🥀 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #poetryporn #thistooshallpass #poemporn #damienponcepoetry #poetryforthesoul #poetryforthesoul #loveiswar
My Conversations with Bianca 2 on most days, Bianca said, I feel hot tears in my eyes and I swallow that lump of air, in my throat, and clotted. on most days, I walk around just fine, I nod some hellos and tread with a smile. on most days, however, you can just read it off my face. see, Eva I am so transparent. I don't know how to be someone else. and I have come to crossroads as such that I either love too less or too much. now, I realize my expendability--- it has always been so easy to leave me because I'm the one they're leaving. . . . (art: The Reflection by Joanna Karpowicz)
What has heartbreak taught you ?
With patience and time healing will come. By @harpreet.m.dayal
We are all beautiful in different ways, embrace your uniqueness!
इस झूठा जहाँ में,अधूरा सा मुकम्मल ही सही❤️
~ locked yourself to me and left me the key ~ #poetry #poemporn #writersofinstagram
आना तो कुछ लम्हा अपने साथ लाना, जब वक्त ख़ता करेगा तब उन्ही लम्हों से तुझको चुराउंगी
~ hope you enjoy your stay ~ #poetry #poemporn #writersofinstagram
~ grow accustomed to the dark ~ #poetry #poemporn #writersofinstagram
Part-2❤ Girl IS LYING IN THE HOSPITAL BED. Boy- omg are u ok?? Girl-..... Boy- gorgeous!! talk to me!! Girl- i………. Boy- u what?? U WHAT??? Girl- i have cancer and im on life support Boy- …………………>breaks into tears< …………………. Girl- they’re taking me off 2night Boy- y?? Girl- i wanted 2 tell u but i couldnt Boy- y didnt u tell me???? Girl- i didnt want 2 hurt u. Boy- u could never hurt me Girl- i just wanted 2 c if u felt about me as the same i felt about u. Boy- ? Girl- i love u more than anything, i would give u the world in a heartbeat. i would die for you and take a bullet for you. Boy- ……….. Girl- dont be sad, i love u n ill always be here w/u Boy- then y’d u break up w/me? Nurse- Hey, visiting hours are over. Boy LEAVES, Girl IS TAKEN OFF LIFE SUPPORT, AND DIES. but wht the Boy didn’t kno is that the Girl only asked him those questions so she could hear him say it one last time, and she only broke up w/him because she knew she only had 3 more weeks to live, and thought it would cause him less pain and give him time to get over her before she died. NEXT DAY the Boy is found dead with a gun in his hand..with a note in the other…
Part-1❤ Boy- hey dude friend- hey Boy- whats up friend- nothin, hey have u talked 2 ur ex ? Boy- no friend- so u didnt hear? Boy- hear what? friend- um idk if i should be the one to tell uh…… Boy- dude, wtf tell me friend- uh….call this number….(000000) Boy- ok Boy CALLS NUMBER AFTER SCHOOL -ring- -ring- -ring- voice- hello, suppam county hospital, this is nurse beckam. Boy- uh…….i must have the wrong number, im looking for my friend. voice- what is her name, sir? (Boy gives info) voice- yes, this is the right number, she is one of our patients here. Boy- really? y? what happened??? how is she??? voice- her room number is ..123, in building A, suite 23. Boy- WHT HAPPENED??!! voice- plz come by sir and you can see her, goodbye. Boy- WAIT! NO! *dial tone* Boy GOES TO HOSPITAL, AND TO ROOM ..123, BUILDING A, SUITE 23. ❤
After his father’s death, the Son decided to leave his mother at old age home and visited her on and off. Once he received a call from old age home….Mom very serious ….. please come to visit. Son went and saw mom very critical, on her dying bed. He asked: Mom what can I do for you. Mom replied… “Please install fans in the old age home, there are none…. Also put a fridge for betterment of food because many times I slept without food”. Son was surprised and asked: mom, while you were here you never complained, now you have few hours left and you are telling me all this, why? Mom replied…..”it’s OK dear, I’ve managed with the heat, hunger & pain, but when your children will send you here, I am afraid you will not be able to manage
Drop hearts in comment . Wo jo tum school me apne B'day pe chocolates distribute karte time dosto se chhupa ke use zyada chocolates deti thi na? Wo tha Pyaar. Wo jo tum Class ka monitor hone ke Baad bhi uske baat karne pe, teachers se uski complain nahi karte the na, Wo tha Pyaar. Wo jo tum ye pata karke ki wo bus apne ghar se bus kitne baje nikalti hai aur fir us time pe theek uske pehle pahuch jaate ho taaki uske saath same time school ja sako, Wo hai Pyaar. Wo jo tum Dosto ke saath night out karte time sabke force karne ke Baad bhi ice cream ko Haath nahi lagate kyunki tumhe pata hai use tumhara bimar hona nahi pasand, Wo hai Pyaar. Apne enjoyment ke liye kisi ke saath rehna Pyaar nahi hai. Apne time pass ke liye kisi ki feelings ke saath khelna, Pyaar nahi hai. Pehle pyaar ko samajh to jaao fir kar lena Pyaar kyunki Pyaar karna har kisi ke bas ki baat nahi. ......
Part-3: The mom found out about this and asked him to just ask her out, so the next day when he went to buy the CD, while the girl went to get the wrapping paper, he wrote his number and left. [A few days later, the phone rings] Boy’s mom picked up, it was the girl. She wanted to speak to the boy. The mom (sobbing) told the girl that he passed away last week. Later, the mom wanted to remember her son so she went to his room and opened his closet. There she found all the unopened CDs. She opened one and it had a note. It was from the girl. “Hi, I think you’re really cute, do you want to go out?” She opened one more. There was one more piece of paper, and the same thing in the next CD and so on…
Part -2: “I, uh, I want to buy a CD,” he said. He picked up a random one and paid the girl. “Would you like that wrapped?” she asked him, flashing him the cutest smile once again. He nodded, and she went to get the supplies she needed. She came back, wrapped the CD, and he took it and left. The next day the boy went back and bought another CD, got it wrapped same as usual. He really wanted to ask her out but he didn’t have the courage. The boy repeated the same thing for the next few weeks. He put every CD in his closet.
Part -1: A boy who was suffering from cancer had lived his whole life inside the house being taken care of by his mother. One day he wanted to go outside,. His mother was hesitant but reluctantly agreed. He was sick of always being at home and she knew that. She let him go for a walk down the street. He walked past a lot of stores and came across one particular one that sold CDs. He went inside. He saw the prettiest girl he had ever seen there and he knew immediately that he loved her. It was a classic case of love at first sight. He walked up to the desk behind which she was working. He could not seem to notice anything else except her. She looked up at him and smiled. “Can I help you?” said she in the sweetest voice ever. He just wanted to kiss her right then and there, but he managed to think of something.
Dear Boys, What if you're supposed to be at home before 8 PM? What if you're not allowed to wear anything of your choice? What if you're not supposed to talk to any stranger girl? What if someone is staring at you continuously? What if you're asked to get good grades and help in household work as well? What if you're not allowed to party with your friends? What if you're supposed to be at home all the time? What if you're getting married against your choice? What if you're sent to some family where people don't even know you? What if you're supposed to spend your whole life with the person who is a stranger to you? What if people don't let you do things because some perverts out there can harm your being? What if you are a victim of eve teasing, discrimination, molestation or acid attack? What if your heart has been stabbed, stamped, broken or destroyed by some girl? What if your bra strap is visible all the time and boys make it a point of discussion/fun? What if you're being judged by everyone in this society whenever they see you with some girl? What if? What if? What if? . . Just answer this to yourself? "Girls don't live an easy life!" Put yourself in their shoes and think! Think that what you do, what you think, what you hear about them is right? Just think! ... I know, Boys life is also hard!
Feb8-- Today my life began. I got attached with ovary. I'm as big as a dot on a page. My mom don't know it yet. . . Feb23-- My mom come to know about me. She said to dad, 'you're going to be a father.' Mom-Dad are very happy. Mar1-- Everyday I'm growing little bit. . . Today my tiny heart started to develop and function. I can feel my heart beats. Mom, can you feel my heart beats? .. . Mar20-- I have a small head and stomach. My arms and legs are beginning to take shape. My brain is developing. . . Apr5-- They have started to think a name for me. . . Apr20-- My milk teeths are growing in my gums. My eyes are still closed. I'm excited to see u mumma. How's you look? . . May2-- Get ready mumma, I have started to kick. But you can't feel my movements although I'm too small. . . May22-- Each day I'm getting stronger. I can now hear the sound of my mom and dad. I'm just about able to see. It's darkness around me. . . June12-- Today I was in ultra scan. Wow I'm a girl! . . June13-- I felt something hurting me. I'm whispering and yelling. Mumma! . . Mumma! But all of a sudden everything was black and pain is gone. I'm aborted. My mom and dad killed me. ...... .. . Dear new generation, please don't do this in your time. We can change this mentality, so its a request dont do in your time . Lets bring change in our country 💙❤💙
*At 2:00 Am* ... "Are you there? " He texted her. And with a hope of  getting a reply from her, he kept his phone on general and started working on his new article. After few minutes, He heard the ringtone of his phone. It was her call and only that was enough to bring a smile on his face even when he was tired of working late night. He picked up the phone in excitement. "Hello" ... He repeated it again and again. But no reply came from the other side. He was going to disconnect the call, sensing it to be some network issue. And that's when she replied. Her voice, as calm as ocean. More beautiful than the sunset itself. A voice which is softer than music to his ears. . "You haven't slept yet?" She asked. It was just a whisper. Talking at this time in night was a bit risky for her. . "Was working on a article. I was exhausted and restless. As you're the only peace in my chaotic life, I decided to text you. Or In short you can say, I am addicted towards your voice." ... "And here you go. Doesn't matter it's 2:00 Am or 2:00 Pm, nothing can stop you from being romantic. Well can't blame you, it's all about you and words, you cannot stop playing with them. But please Stop buttering." She couldn't stopped but giggled. ... "I am not buttering you. It's your voice which calms my restless mind. My words? Well they are beautiful because its you. And before sleeping, I need to hear your voice once, consider it as my sleeping pills." ... "Okay, Mr., Now that you have heard it. Can I expect you to go and sleep? Because it's too late. And not a good time for me to blush this much. So maybe you can play with the words later." ... "Aye Aye 👅🌼. I'll sleep now. Good night, I love you." ... "Good Night, I love you too my good girl." She said and disconnected the call. ... M a boy😡😒
Love, a big word. I can keep on writing on this. I guess because I can feel it, I can feel the pain of what is lost, I can feel myself, So, if you find your soulmate, never let them go :) Think about a person you love more than God, have you loved him every single minute of your life? Have you never said ‘’ I hate you, stay away from me! Don’t come! Never, never again’’ to a person you love more that God? Of course you did, that’s not weird at all, we are all humans. When a person loves another person, regardless on what that person means to him/her, there is always one piece of his/her heart that loves that person so much that no one can explain the amount of it and one part that can easily be affected by frustration and anger. Love is not only loving someone, love is not only to be with someone you love, love is much more than that, love is when a person is worried about another person, when a person starts being angry because of some issues and the only thing a person can get is huge and unstoppable wind which comes so fast and blows over person heart so that nothing can stop it, no one can think at something else but frustration, hate, anger and disappointment. That doesn’t happen because a person doesn’t love another person, it happens exactly because he actually loves that person, otherwise he wouldn’t care about that or be disappointed or angry. One relationship between two persons can’t be successful without mixed feelings. You know why? Because that relationship wouldn’t be between two persons, not between humans. We are not created to have only one feeling in our heart, we are created to have mixed feelings, otherwise we wouldn’t exist, right? To have mixed feelings doesn’t always have to mean something bad, sometimes it can help in understanding of each other feelings. One human is not created to be robot, human is not created to be programmed, not to repeat same thing over and over without quitting or changing something. Of course, that mixed feelings can lead to some bad stuff, like being disappointed or being angry...true as fuck 👌🔥👌
It was a rainy day, when I was told, . . “Look now it’s enough. Mom and dad know your matter. Better try to bring down contact with her. It would be good for both”. . . This single dialogue has the complete story in it. When I heard this, I was not in a position to respond. I did not understand what was happening. I was dumbstruck. My mind was blacked out. I was in need of my best friend to cry. But he was far away from me. I was left with no option but to land in my friend’s house. The very moment I entered his house, looking at my depressed face, he asked me . “What happened?”, . I was in no state of receiving his question. My senses lost its power to perceive. He could understand my feeling and stopped touching me more on that issue. I just went out of the room, my friend accompanying me, he just put his hand on my shoulder, and said, . “Okay dude, stay calm”. . . This concerning dialogue said by him, “kicked the tear can in my eyes, and water started flooding my eyes. World was looking blurred from my naked eyes. Nothing was clear, neither my eyes nor my mind nor the situation”. . . I did nothing but “Cried”. I cried and cried. I have no words to express my agony. The next moment I messaged her, . “It’s all over darling. . . We are done. We lost the game, my parents know the issue.” She did not respond for some time. She was also in a state of shock. I always wonder, how could a highly “possessive”, highly “sensitive” girl like her, would receive all these. . . My voice did not rise to talk to her. I am sure; she would have shed tears, more than I did. And then series of serious talks continued for hours and hours
That girl and her family being very close associates of ours, were always given high respect and vice-versa. Now only because of our so called “Love” relation, we did not want to cut down the beautiful relation between the 2 families. Understanding the consequences, which we will have to face, in case we continued the same relation, we finally decided to “Split”. We decided to “break-up”, but not to cut the bond. We are from the family where we never knew what really “disobeying” meant. So, we never tried to overrule the decisions of our parents. Keeping this in mind, for the sake of relation between two families, who never had any kind of intention in getting into a relation, we were compelled to “split”. . . Today, after almost 1 year, I am a normal boy again, not giving a thought on love. We faced the heat in the starting days after the disaster, but later coped up. . . All thanks to that great and kind hearted girl, from the boy, for understanding the “Hard Facts of orthodox families”. . . I really don’t know, weather this is called break-up or not, but, getting out of a “Love” called relationship is Break-Up, for sure. . . The “Break-Up”, was INEVITABLE. .
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