peachypray6
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Am_myself
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miuxpetals
ventianalallnzo
Do you publish on Neobook ?
OlduvaiJevanjee
Zhayi_Tanako
Thanks for the follow ❤️
adropofhumanity
a token of kindness [ 18th july 2023 ]
insecure poems, confident aches; inspired decades yet everyday a death. stretching silences, concrete words; homes that melt and walls that echo. floating feet, rotten flowers; waves that pause in an ocean that seamlessly flows.
fluttering thoughts, fiddling feelings; coloured mouths and disappearing promises. hibernating lights and travelling darknesses; lingering lilacs and luminescent shadows.
minds of pearls, mouths of venom; do not lose by playing to their strengths. corridors of history, weaponsied love; transient nor malleable. fragile loneliness, screaming insecurities; not every sunset has to be colourful.
sun of rain, thunders of frustration; mornings like amnesia, cloudless burdens. midday pride, repentance heavy; grief stricken victories, blackbird joys. mansions of footsteps, tears of dreams; we are all graves carrying the dying spark of life in us.
#adropofhumanity
Am_myself
Can you suggest me a poem that's long, moving and heart touching. Something I can recite in school...
Itzz_Queenieforever
@Am_myself look at some those are on Google , some Poems extra and unknown to you. Mm Like "Death" , I don't know whether you know the poem or not but you can just check those Poems of W.B. Yeats.
Itzz_Queenieforever
@Am_myself maybe The feelings you are looking for, you can get in William Butler Yeat's Poems. What say?
abandonedart
@Am_myself as full as the world by dawn l. watkins. it's a fave. if not that, auguries of innocence by william blake or the raven by edgar allan poe
adropofhumanity
a small token of kindness [ 10th july 2023 ]
mountains and decorators, exhaustion and evil eye; surviving bones and careless finds. funeral floods and tumbling sorrows; forests and bridges of laughters and morals. feelings migrated, clouds and dresses; that which rains does not always bring about harvest.
clocks of manners, a road of residences; hearts like maples marked along fences. pictures of politeness, smiles like wounds; world a death of another, burial grounds like jasmine blooms.
mornings of questions, blurred evening attempts; youth of trial and error, life a honeycomb aged. dreams of wounds, dreams like a father's disappointment; storms like swaying birth, storms sometimes like corpses of discipline.
disassociated honour, ribbed filters; what binds is not glue, rather, mutual respect. eastern wind and crepuscular billows; howling books and silent words. the majesticness of months yet the solemnity of years; to the hearts that wriggle with pain, silence is delicate, thin ice-like elegance.
#adropofhumanity
mawnvee
Hiii ~
