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No one EVER has the right to invade your peace or undo what you have worked so hard to heal. The more you intimately acquaint yourself with your tenderness the less you can be sold agendas of others that do not serve your higher self. Above is an except from // malicious intent // full poem posted below. ▪️◾️▪️ By knowing myself
intimately, compassionately
I find I learnt
the strength to rest
my every imperfection
every vulnerability
gently
at your feet.

I became
the calm eye of my own storm
standing bare
heart held in open palms
before you
as you began
to loudly misgender
my every strength
as weakness.

I watched
as you ran circles around me
closing in
lashing out
viciously trying
to pull me out of character
when you simply could not locate your own.

Doused in disbelief
I was dragged through muck and mire
your magic morphed
into malevolence
a scheming predator
circling, salivating 
seeking to gather and sharpen
every softness I’d confided
you destructively decided
to press each blade
I gave you
firm against my flesh.

Callous,
cruel and calculated
you mapped out my mind
with malicious intent
to methodically slice open my stitches
one by one
ripping into where I’m tender
rubbing salt on old healed wounds.

Perhaps you misheard
the extent to which my feet had firmed
beneath me.
What you misconstrued as my fragility
was my story
my symphony
I send lashings of lavender
to everywhere I’ve ever hurt
so not to be brought to my knees
as your prey.

Despite every concerted effort
you made
to tear me down
to where you were
you could never
load your pistols
with my peace
nor could you turn
my tenderness
into a weapon of war.

Your ammunition
ineffectual
when I made this contextual 
self-speak
drenched in kindness
through my every waking hour
served to strip you of your power
to ever use me
as a weapon
against myself. - Bel Tal
No one EVER has the right to invade your peace or undo what you have worked so hard to heal. The more you intimately acquaint yourself with your tenderness the less you can be sold agendas of others that do not serve your higher self. Above is an except from // malicious intent // full poem posted below. ▪️◾️▪️ By knowing myself intimately, compassionately I find I learnt the strength to rest my every imperfection every vulnerability gently at your feet. I became the calm eye of my own storm standing bare heart held in open palms before you as you began to loudly misgender my every strength as weakness. I watched as you ran circles around me closing in lashing out viciously trying to pull me out of character when you simply could not locate your own. Doused in disbelief I was dragged through muck and mire your magic morphed into malevolence a scheming predator circling, salivating seeking to gather and sharpen every softness I’d confided you destructively decided to press each blade I gave you firm against my flesh. Callous, cruel and calculated you mapped out my mind with malicious intent to methodically slice open my stitches one by one ripping into where I’m tender rubbing salt on old healed wounds. Perhaps you misheard the extent to which my feet had firmed beneath me. What you misconstrued as my fragility was my story my symphony I send lashings of lavender to everywhere I’ve ever hurt so not to be brought to my knees as your prey. Despite every concerted effort you made to tear me down to where you were you could never load your pistols with my peace nor could you turn my tenderness into a weapon of war. Your ammunition ineffectual when I made this contextual self-speak drenched in kindness through my every waking hour served to strip you of your power to ever use me as a weapon against myself. - Bel Tal
Even when I weaved them 
Even when they were hewed 
Words were calm 
To me they were kind 
Sometimes I stealed them 
Even when I lost 
Words gets me through 
Words kept me bind

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Scribbles To Live..
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Those carelessly scribbled pieces are now meaningful poems those you people appreciate and feel. I'm really glad to feel such butterflies in me every time you people comment or appreciate my posts. This is the way, how i started.
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Scribbles To Live.. . . Those carelessly scribbled pieces are now meaningful poems those you people appreciate and feel. I'm really glad to feel such butterflies in me every time you people comment or appreciate my posts. This is the way, how i started. . . Artwork source Pinterest. . #love  #brokenheart  #broken  #sad  #writerscafe  #writersblock  #webstagram  #colorful  #poeticsociety  #poetrytribe  #poetryisart  #poetryislife  #poetryislove  #poemgasm  #wordshurt  #poets  #bymepoetry  #poeticjustice  #wordporn  #wrinkledsoles  #words  #spilledink  #instapoet  #typewriter  #poeticjustice  #wordsofinstagram  #worldofpoets  #poemsforher  #poetryoftheday  #poetrygram 
I Didn't Have A Good Father Growing Up.
Nothing Even Near.
I Had Apples.
Which Sounds Really Weird.
I Like Golden Delicious Apples.
Not Too Bitter, Not Too Sweet.
Just Right For Pie.
They Say That The Apple Doesn't Fall Too Far From The Tree.
If That Were The Case, 
I Wouldn't Be Here Writing Poetry.
I Was Too Busy Fighting To Expressed Myself.
And Even Now, I'm A Little Too Quiet, Too Soft.
Because Like An Apple That Fell From A Tree, 
I Took A Pretty Hard Beating On My Way Down
To Get The Freedom Of The Ground.
For The Tree I Had Been Grow From Was Sick, Twisted.
It Fed Off Of My Purity And Bruised My Beautiful Skin
Every Chance It Had.
I Saw My Family Receive The Same Pain.
I Thought All Families Were The Same.
I Thought All Trees Had Such Abusive Nature.
It Wasn't Until Later Where I Learned That
Families We're Loving, 
Did I Realize Mine Was Not.
Somehow, That Hurt Me The Most.
The Reality That Apples Were Supposed To Be
Big, Beautiful Fruit.
Not Bruised And Small.
For 14 Years, I Would Cut My Own Stem And Beg To Be Free.
And No Matter How Hard I Yelped, 
It Was Up To Me To Be Exactly Who I Had To Be.
I Had To Thrive, Survive.
Cry And Then Get Right Back Up.
And Despite Being Stuck On,
I Fought Until I Thought
There Was Nothing I Could Do And Then I Tried Again Because I Was Too Stubborn To Given Up.
Stubborn.
Just Like That Tree.
Again, I Didn't Have A Good Dad, 
But What I Had Was More Than I Could Ever Need In Life.
I Had Affection From A Mother Who Raised 4 Kids On Her Own.
I Had People Who Stayed And Hugged Me
When No One Was There.
I Had Patience To Wait And Continue To Fight.
I Had Life To Live And The Curiosity About What
Was Beyond This, This Pain.
I Had Eternity.
I Had All The Time I Needed To Be The One True Me That I Could Love.
And Most Of All, I Had Self.
Myself.
So, When People Say That The Apple Doesn't Fall
Too Far From The Tree, 
They're Kinda Wrong.
Because That Apple Is It's Own, Beautiful Self
Regardless Of What Tree It Came From.
It Can Become A Bigger, Better Tree And Grow
A Whole New Type Of Apple.
Me, Personally, 
I Like Golden Delicious.
Not Too Bitter, Not Too Sweet.
Perfect For Making Some Pie.
-frankensteinmug
I Didn't Have A Good Father Growing Up. Nothing Even Near. I Had Apples. Which Sounds Really Weird. I Like Golden Delicious Apples. Not Too Bitter, Not Too Sweet. Just Right For Pie. They Say That The Apple Doesn't Fall Too Far From The Tree. If That Were The Case, I Wouldn't Be Here Writing Poetry. I Was Too Busy Fighting To Expressed Myself. And Even Now, I'm A Little Too Quiet, Too Soft. Because Like An Apple That Fell From A Tree, I Took A Pretty Hard Beating On My Way Down To Get The Freedom Of The Ground. For The Tree I Had Been Grow From Was Sick, Twisted. It Fed Off Of My Purity And Bruised My Beautiful Skin Every Chance It Had. I Saw My Family Receive The Same Pain. I Thought All Families Were The Same. I Thought All Trees Had Such Abusive Nature. It Wasn't Until Later Where I Learned That Families We're Loving, Did I Realize Mine Was Not. Somehow, That Hurt Me The Most. The Reality That Apples Were Supposed To Be Big, Beautiful Fruit. Not Bruised And Small. For 14 Years, I Would Cut My Own Stem And Beg To Be Free. And No Matter How Hard I Yelped, It Was Up To Me To Be Exactly Who I Had To Be. I Had To Thrive, Survive. Cry And Then Get Right Back Up. And Despite Being Stuck On, I Fought Until I Thought There Was Nothing I Could Do And Then I Tried Again Because I Was Too Stubborn To Given Up. Stubborn. Just Like That Tree. Again, I Didn't Have A Good Dad, But What I Had Was More Than I Could Ever Need In Life. I Had Affection From A Mother Who Raised 4 Kids On Her Own. I Had People Who Stayed And Hugged Me When No One Was There. I Had Patience To Wait And Continue To Fight. I Had Life To Live And The Curiosity About What Was Beyond This, This Pain. I Had Eternity. I Had All The Time I Needed To Be The One True Me That I Could Love. And Most Of All, I Had Self. Myself. So, When People Say That The Apple Doesn't Fall Too Far From The Tree, They're Kinda Wrong. Because That Apple Is It's Own, Beautiful Self Regardless Of What Tree It Came From. It Can Become A Bigger, Better Tree And Grow A Whole New Type Of Apple. Me, Personally, I Like Golden Delicious. Not Too Bitter, Not Too Sweet. Perfect For Making Some Pie. -frankensteinmug
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The dried ink, the broken nib
The sore throat, the parched lip
Are the hopeless hope
Of this wordsmith
Even though 
She will move along with the flow
And will let her tears glow
Yet won't she crib
Will stare at the wide sky
By holding her head high
Will take a deep breathe
Plunge once more
In the ocean of her core
Will scream inside and roar
And to eradicate her fears
To enlighten and empower
Her blessed thoughts
Will take a dive deep
And will break through
The wrecked doors -Moumita Ray (The Fervour of my Soul)

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The dried ink, the broken nib The sore throat, the parched lip Are the hopeless hope Of this wordsmith Even though She will move along with the flow And will let her tears glow Yet won't she crib Will stare at the wide sky By holding her head high Will take a deep breathe Plunge once more In the ocean of her core Will scream inside and roar And to eradicate her fears To enlighten and empower Her blessed thoughts Will take a dive deep And will break through The wrecked doors -Moumita Ray (The Fervour of my Soul) #poetry  #writersofinstagram  #lifequotes  #poem  #poeticjustice  #instapoem  #typewriterpoetry  #poemsofinstagram  #quotestoliveby  #poet  #wordsofwisdom  #poetryislove  #lifecoach  #instapoet  #poetrycommunity  #poetryisnotdead  #wordgasm  #spilledink  #wordsmith  #micropoetry  #spokenwordpoetry  #positivevibes  #writersofig  #motivationalquotes  #quoteoftheday  #quotes  #poetrycommunity  #writingcommunity  #authorsofinstagram  #poetsofig 
The limerence of a couple is an abstract feeling... In here, the romance is between the moon and the soul, entirely dedicated to the love and the night they are gifted just for them....
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The limerence of a couple is an abstract feeling... In here, the romance is between the moon and the soul, entirely dedicated to the love and the night they are gifted just for them.... SLEEPLESS LOVE.... Do support💕💕😊 #poemsofig  #poetry  #poets  #poetsofig  #poesia  #poetrygram  #poetryporn  #poetryofinstagram  #poemsofinstagram  #poetsofinstagram  #poeticjustice  #poetrycommunity  #poetryisnotdead  #write  #writer  #writingsofinstagram  #writingsofinstagram  #writingprompts  #moon  #moonlovers  #writerscommunity  #writersofinstagram 
DE ALLIANTIE

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Confusing
Confusing
Aching for your lips on mine,
wish on falling stars for your touch.
Cry for the look in your eyes,
-fall apart-
when it's all
too
much
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#toomuch 
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Aching for your lips on mine, wish on falling stars for your touch. Cry for the look in your eyes, -fall apart- when it's all too much . . . . . . . #toomuch  #writing  #alwaysonmymind  #ihateyouiloveyou  #love  #lostlove  #imissyou  #ihateyou  #poetry  #poetsofig  #poets  #poems  #poetryisnotdead  #poeticjustice  #shootingstars  #micropoetry  #excerpt  #writerscommunity  #writersofig  #writersofinstagram  #itsalltoomuch  #lost  #theloveofmylife  #rhyme  #ineedyou  #whyhurtme  #iloveyousomuch  #idontknowwhattodo  #icantstoplovingyou 
A daring conquest I tried to achieve,
To save a life, to weave a mind.
For love never could be received,
Or peace ever gained.
So I will wage wars,
Break these concrete chains.
I will then soar into skies of love,
And breathe the air of freedom,
For that is where I truly belong.
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Bound.
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What wonderful words you have but yet you walk away..
What a soft touch you have but yet it pains me to remember it...
Just leave me be.
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"Love Has No Fear & No Deception.
No...Love Is As Real As REFLECTION"
-JBG2-

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#nofear "No deception... if you feel yourself going towards it.
It's time for reflection." #kindness
#prosper "Faster, Together, WE, Prosper!"
-JBG2-

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As she gazed onto the onlookers 
Waiting for a response
Yes! Uncertainty beyond doubt
As the day passed by 
She knew she could count on them 
Them the unknown, who would stare at the delicate petals that she held.
There to remind her that the soft touch of them flowers would eventually become theirs alone.

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As she gazed onto the onlookers Waiting for a response Yes! Uncertainty beyond doubt As the day passed by She knew she could count on them Them the unknown, who would stare at the delicate petals that she held. There to remind her that the soft touch of them flowers would eventually become theirs alone. #streetphotography  #street  #streetofindia  #streetphoto  #indian  #portraitphotography  #portrait  #portraits  #poetry  #poet  #poetrycommunity  #poetryofinstagram  #poetsofinstagram  #poeticjustice  #poems  #poem  #poemsofinstagram  #writersofinstagram  #writing  #writingcommunity  #writerscommunity  #writer  #talented  #photooftheday  #photographer  #photography  #vivid  #captions  #moments  #literature 
It's raining, 
but not from the sky.
It's raining, 
not raindrops but lies.
It's raining, 
spilling out of my eyes.
It was raining,
when you said goodbye.
It's raining, but not from the sky. It's raining, not raindrops but lies. It's raining, spilling out of my eyes. It was raining, when you said goodbye.