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And then there comes a time ⏲ when you exhale all your past sufferings, doubts,fears & the unbearable losses and simultaneously start inhaling the air of hope, the current opportunities and the life itself. You even manage to create your own spring🌱🌼🍃 even if it's autumn🍁🍂 out there. You no longer dwell in the dark zombie 👿 like past which always used to haunt you even in the daylight. Neither you skip yourself into future, you just walk with the present in a rhythm full of self-belief and nothing else. 
You no longer desire someone to lead your uncertain path. You become your own navigator ultimately⛵. #life #poetsofinstagram #prose #belief #night #nightmare #autumn #spring #season #nature #writersofinstagram #blogger #travelblogger #indianwriters #quotestagram #london #delhi #literature
And then there comes a time ⏲ when you exhale all your past sufferings, doubts,fears & the unbearable losses and simultaneously start inhaling the air of hope, the current opportunities and the life itself. You even manage to create your own spring🌱🌼🍃 even if it's autumn🍁🍂 out there. You no longer dwell in the dark zombie 👿 like past which always used to haunt you even in the daylight. Neither you skip yourself into future, you just walk with the present in a rhythm full of self-belief and nothing else. You no longer desire someone to lead your uncertain path. You become your own navigator ultimately⛵. #life  #poetsofinstagram  #prose  #belief  #night  #nightmare  #autumn  #spring  #season  #nature  #writersofinstagram  #blogger  #travelblogger  #indianwriters  #quotestagram  #london  #delhi  #literature 
some softness, for once ☁️🖤
some softness, for once ☁️🖤
Do you feel the pressure, sometimes, to write something, even when you have zero inspiration? Do you also feel like you don't want to post a poem because it just doesn't feel like it's good enough? ...I do sometimes. I have a bunch written that are on the cutting room floor. Just not good. I have posted stuff that I later did not like. I bet it's not just me. .
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Thank you for reading my Poems!

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Do you feel the pressure, sometimes, to write something, even when you have zero inspiration? Do you also feel like you don't want to post a poem because it just doesn't feel like it's good enough? ...I do sometimes. I have a bunch written that are on the cutting room floor. Just not good. I have posted stuff that I later did not like. I bet it's not just me. . . Thank you for reading my Poems! #poetry  #poem  #poemsoninstagram  #instagrampoem  #instagrampoets  #writing  #rhymes  #prose  #poemwars  #verse  #freeverse  #instagrampoetry  #deepthought  #muse  #randomthought  #poems  #spilledink  #minddump  #poemsofmine  #poetwords  #poetrycommunity  #writersofig  #igpoets  #haiku  #emotions  #joy  #poetrycommunity  #toptags  #poetsstress  #stress  #writing 
wilted 🥀
wilted 🥀
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What is Love? 
Ever wondered why do we always think of love as a relationship? 
It's sad, that our generation has confused two words and so are the outcome of both these words:

Lo(ve-Lu)st

We are LOST somewhere between Love & Lust.

Love does not always mean relationship.
Neither does it mean being with someone. 
Sometimes love is just a feeling which finds its way deep into your soul and brings out the best in you. 
Everyone has someone in their lives who is irreplaceable, just like that favourite bookmark. 
No matter how many chapters you skip, once you pause, you will go back to that bookmark. 
You might probably be just a chapter in their life
But that's okay, 
Because love is not always meant to be reciprocated, it's meant to be felt & embraced.

#onewhodarestodream
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What is Love? Ever wondered why do we always think of love as a relationship? It's sad, that our generation has confused two words and so are the outcome of both these words: Lo(ve-Lu)st We are LOST somewhere between Love & Lust. Love does not always mean relationship. Neither does it mean being with someone. Sometimes love is just a feeling which finds its way deep into your soul and brings out the best in you. Everyone has someone in their lives who is irreplaceable, just like that favourite bookmark. No matter how many chapters you skip, once you pause, you will go back to that bookmark. You might probably be just a chapter in their life But that's okay, Because love is not always meant to be reciprocated, it's meant to be felt & embraced. #onewhodarestodream  #bookmark  #chapter  #poetryisnotdead  #poetrylovers  #thegoodquote  #wordsofwisdom  #wordgasm  #typewriterpoetry  #creativewriting  #wordsmith  #indianwriters  #love  #writersofig  #writersofinstagram  #musings  #spilledink  #poetryporn  #writersnetwork  #writerscorner  #artofig  #lovepoetry  #reminders  #prose  #qotd 
Meandering amongst the half bare trees and murky rivers, disturbing hawks from their high purchase and deer from their sun-baked beds. .
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#sableswanverse
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‪voices whisper across seas;‬
each wake carrying memories
as if reminiscing will bring you
back to me— questioning
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were we real or fantasy?
did my touch mean anything?
do you even think of me?
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silently wondering,
wandering
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lost
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#sableswanverse  • ‪voices whisper across seas;‬ each wake carrying memories as if reminiscing will bring you back to me— questioning • were we real or fantasy? did my touch mean anything? do you even think of me? • silently wondering, wandering • lost • #sableswan  #poeticsighs  #poem  #poet  #poetrycommunity  #poetsofsig  #poetry  #poetsociety  #prose  #INFJ  #instagood  #instapoem  #instapoet  #instawriter  #igpoetry  #igprose  #introvert  #micropoetry  #mywords  #poemporn  #wordporn  #wordlove  #wordgasm  #writing  #writersofsig  #spilledink  #spilledinkpoetry  #poetsdaily  #writtenriver 
@Regran_ed from @amigos_de_luz - . "Na Índia, são ensinadas quatro leis da espiritualidade:  A primeira diz: A pessoa que vem é a pessoa certa.
 Ninguém entra em nossas vidas por acaso. Todas as pessoas ao nosso redor, interagindo conosco, têm algo para nos fazer aprender e evoluir em cada situação.  A segunda lei diz: Aconteceu a única coisa que poderia ter acontecido.
Nada, absolutamente nada do que acontece em nossas vidas poderia ter sido de outra forma. Mesmo o menor detalhe. Não há nenhum “se eu tivesse feito tal coisa…” Ou “aconteceu que um outro..." Não. O que aconteceu foi tudo o que deveria ter acontecido, e foi para aprendermos a lição e seguirmos em frente. Todas e cada uma das situações que acontecem em nossas vidas são perfeitas.

A terceira diz: Toda vez que iniciares algo é o momento certo.
Tudo começa na hora certa, nem antes, nem depois. Quando estamos prontos para iniciar algo novo em nossas vidas, é que as coisas acontecem.

E a quarta e última afirma: Quando algo termina, termina.
Simplesmente assim. Se algo acabou em nossas vidas, é para a nossa evolução. Por isso, é melhor sair, ir em frente e enriquecer-se com a experiência. Não é por acaso que você está lendo este texto agora. Se ele veio à sua vida hoje, é porque estava preparado(a) para entender que nenhum floco de neve cai no lugar errado!"
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@Regran_ed from @amigos_de_luz - . "Na Índia, são ensinadas quatro leis da espiritualidade: A primeira diz: A pessoa que vem é a pessoa certa. Ninguém entra em nossas vidas por acaso. Todas as pessoas ao nosso redor, interagindo conosco, têm algo para nos fazer aprender e evoluir em cada situação. A segunda lei diz: Aconteceu a única coisa que poderia ter acontecido. Nada, absolutamente nada do que acontece em nossas vidas poderia ter sido de outra forma. Mesmo o menor detalhe. Não há nenhum “se eu tivesse feito tal coisa…” Ou “aconteceu que um outro..." Não. O que aconteceu foi tudo o que deveria ter acontecido, e foi para aprendermos a lição e seguirmos em frente. Todas e cada uma das situações que acontecem em nossas vidas são perfeitas. A terceira diz: Toda vez que iniciares algo é o momento certo. Tudo começa na hora certa, nem antes, nem depois. Quando estamos prontos para iniciar algo novo em nossas vidas, é que as coisas acontecem. E a quarta e última afirma: Quando algo termina, termina. Simplesmente assim. Se algo acabou em nossas vidas, é para a nossa evolução. Por isso, é melhor sair, ir em frente e enriquecer-se com a experiência. Não é por acaso que você está lendo este texto agora. Se ele veio à sua vida hoje, é porque estava preparado(a) para entender que nenhum floco de neve cai no lugar errado!" • Via Mulheres Maduras no Facebook 🌻 • 📝 #poems  #poem  #poetry  #prose  #paint  #toptags  @top.tags #poetrycommunity  #writing  #instapoetry  #writerscommunity  #poenoftheday  #writersofinstagram  #writingcommunity  #poetsofinstagram  #poetsofig  #wordgasm  #poetsociety  #igpoet  #typewriter  #creativewriting  #emotions  #mywords  #fellings  #thought  #creative  #poetryisnotdead  #poetryislife  #art  #spilledink 
Loving oneself is one of the hardest things in the world. While self-acceptance can be easy, it is not interchangeable with self-LOVE and has not the same effect. Yet you should not wait until you are happy with who you are and where you want to be in life to love yourself. Start NOW. Sounds so simple, but often the simplest things are the hardest to do. But do it and discover that the smallest shift in mindset can be all the difference and create the biggest change in your life.

Words: © 2018 @rosiecheewarrior

Image 2: @broken_isnt_bad

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Loving oneself is one of the hardest things in the world. While self-acceptance can be easy, it is not interchangeable with self-LOVE and has not the same effect. Yet you should not wait until you are happy with who you are and where you want to be in life to love yourself. Start NOW. Sounds so simple, but often the simplest things are the hardest to do. But do it and discover that the smallest shift in mindset can be all the difference and create the biggest change in your life. Words: © 2018 @rosiecheewarrior Image 2: @broken_isnt_bad #rosiechee  #writer  #original  #prose  #thoughts  #truth  #musing  #youcanhealyourlife  #loveyourself  #energy  #change  #growth 
Read the caption
बिखरे हैं टुकड़ों में जान
अपने माँग रहे अपनो के प्राण
खुशियों में आ गई कैसी दर्द के परवान
अर्थियों में उठ गये अपनो के अरमान।
पटरियों पे कट गये साँसों की शान
कोख ऊजार कर दिये माँ ने दान
किस बात का राम क्या रखूँ तेरी मान
 तु तो हुआ विजय पर हार गये तेरे भक्त अपनी जान।
#RIP#punjabaccident
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Read the caption बिखरे हैं टुकड़ों में जान अपने माँग रहे अपनो के प्राण खुशियों में आ गई कैसी दर्द के परवान अर्थियों में उठ गये अपनो के अरमान। पटरियों पे कट गये साँसों की शान कोख ऊजार कर दिये माँ ने दान किस बात का राम क्या रखूँ तेरी मान तु तो हुआ विजय पर हार गये तेरे भक्त अपनी जान। #RIP #punjabaccident  @adidevword #shayari  #me  #urdushayari  #urdu  #hindikavita  #hindishayari  #hindi  #word  #writersnetwork  #writersofinstagram  #writerscommunity  #wordporn  #wordswag  #prose  #poetrycommunity  #poems  #poetofinstagram  #l4l  #lovewriting  #3amthought  #writingslife  #2line #sher #love  #likes  #hobby #tbt 
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#poem 596 - gestures
Sometimes we do not understand with love and affection. We become too comfortable with our lack of spiritual growth and therefore complacency enters. Then the Master has to awaken you, shake you a little bit to check that you realize that you are still alive. That’s when a harsh message is needed for the ego to dissolve away. In front of the Master, the ego has no choice but to dissolve.
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Sometimes we do not understand with love and affection. We become too comfortable with our lack of spiritual growth and therefore complacency enters. Then the Master has to awaken you, shake you a little bit to check that you realize that you are still alive. That’s when a harsh message is needed for the ego to dissolve away. In front of the Master, the ego has no choice but to dissolve. . . . . . . #poetry  #poem  #poet  #poetsofinstagram  #love  #writersofinstagram  #writer  #writing  #quotes  #words  #wordporn  #poetrycommunity  #poetsofig  #poetryisnotdead  #writersofig  #poets  #writers  #spilledink  #writerscommunity  #instapoet  #creativewriting  #art  #prose  #life  #write  #writingcommunity  #instapoem  #instapoetry  #quoteoftheday  #spirituality 
My heart
like an open window
waiting for You
to fly through.

I stand with open hands
aching for You to alight
and nestle
into my palm.
My heart like an open window waiting for You to fly through. I stand with open hands aching for You to alight and nestle into my palm.
(the supernatural invades the every day)

you move in your sleep as i lay still alongside you. i talk to you as if maybe you’re awake, the eyelids gone rogue, busy dreaming. you shudder, and i shuffle into your arms so that our heartbeats can merge, a sleepy thunder. and ask you about your day, always a private secret flavored with lemon. this morning the enzymes in your communication cortex bleed cherry and you tell me you’re not sure that you’re as strong as a salamander. and did i know that their limbs regenerate. i tell you maybe you’re just a chimpanzee, using your tools as you know best. you shrug, and that’s how i know that you’re dreaming of me. that’s all i need to know. i rub your chest and watch your face metamorphosize as your eyes come back to me. all i get is a glance before you look away, like the smell of lemons. (drawing x @snoce on Tumblr)
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(the supernatural invades the every day) you move in your sleep as i lay still alongside you. i talk to you as if maybe you’re awake, the eyelids gone rogue, busy dreaming. you shudder, and i shuffle into your arms so that our heartbeats can merge, a sleepy thunder. and ask you about your day, always a private secret flavored with lemon. this morning the enzymes in your communication cortex bleed cherry and you tell me you’re not sure that you’re as strong as a salamander. and did i know that their limbs regenerate. i tell you maybe you’re just a chimpanzee, using your tools as you know best. you shrug, and that’s how i know that you’re dreaming of me. that’s all i need to know. i rub your chest and watch your face metamorphosize as your eyes come back to me. all i get is a glance before you look away, like the smell of lemons. (drawing x @snoce on Tumblr) ------------------------------------- #mood  #moodboard  #shortstory  #prose  #lemon  #writingprompts  #writersofinstagram  #writing  #writingcommunity  #creativewriting 
Some people are born to find beauty
in fleeting things
little moments
in words
or an intimate gesture.

Or larger things
in the ocean
in the sky
in my feelings for You
or in shared secrets.

I am one of those people.

Even right now
I am taking apart our love
holding it in my hands
then lovingly
reconstructing the pieces.
Some people are born to find beauty in fleeting things little moments in words or an intimate gesture. Or larger things in the ocean in the sky in my feelings for You or in shared secrets. I am one of those people. Even right now I am taking apart our love holding it in my hands then lovingly reconstructing the pieces.
Вторая книга Ксенофонтовой Ольги (@ksischa ), не смотря на легкость языка и, на первый взгляд,  легкомысленное настроение,  заставит читателя задуматься над смыслом своей жизни и, возможно,  пересмотреть свое отношение к некоторому порядку вещей... Международный арт-фестиваль «Провинция у моря» проходит на площадках Черноморска и Одессы. 
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Вторая книга Ксенофонтовой Ольги (@ksischa ), не смотря на легкость языка и, на первый взгляд, легкомысленное настроение, заставит читателя задуматься над смыслом своей жизни и, возможно, пересмотреть свое отношение к некоторому порядку вещей... Международный арт-фестиваль «Провинция у моря» проходит на площадках Черноморска и Одессы. Сайт фестиваля: http://province.do.am/ Группа в Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1796720950552204/ Группа в Контакте: https://vk.com/club88930487 #книга  #книги  #книголюб  #книгоман  #книжныйчервь  #книжка  #текст  #буквы  #буква  #литература  #ильичевск  #черноморск  #Одесса  #поэзия  #проза  #стихи  #литература  #артфесттваль  #литературныйфестиваль  #конкурспоэтов  #провинцияуморя  #литератор  #рифмоплеты  #illichevsk  #chromosomal  #chornomorsk  #provincenearthesea  #poems  #prose  #literarycontest  #Odessa 
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And here we are—on the edge of losing.
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After that so many months,
 I am still afraid to hold some others hands....
Still craving for that known warm hug...
Still want to embrace her body ...
Still want her ...
I I I know that's stupid things I am saying..
I can hold some others hand but my heart doesn't let me do that...
My heart always want to be honest with you, and with my feelings...
I know I am insane ....
And am behaving like nonsense...and that's  okay ....for me 
I knew we were the combination of sane and insane people, you are sane and I am insane.... I am not finance student who can calculate all profit and loss ac of relation...
I am bloody marketing guy
I know how to build relation, how to satisfy customer...
And I  am honest demon who can breaks bones but not trust.... #writing #poetry #writersofinstagram #writer #poetrycommunity #quotes #love #poem #poems #poet #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #words #writerscommunity #writers #quoteoftheday #writingcommunity #wordporn #spilledink #art #quote #writersofig #instapoetry #wordgasm #instapoet #poemsporn #bymepoetry #prose #poets #bhfyp
After that so many months, I am still afraid to hold some others hands.... Still craving for that known warm hug... Still want to embrace her body ... Still want her ... I I I know that's stupid things I am saying.. I can hold some others hand but my heart doesn't let me do that... My heart always want to be honest with you, and with my feelings... I know I am insane .... And am behaving like nonsense...and that's okay ....for me I knew we were the combination of sane and insane people, you are sane and I am insane.... I am not finance student who can calculate all profit and loss ac of relation... I am bloody marketing guy I know how to build relation, how to satisfy customer... And I am honest demon who can breaks bones but not trust.... #writing  #poetry  #writersofinstagram  #writer  #poetrycommunity  #quotes  #love  #poem  #poems  #poet  #poetsofinstagram  #poetsofig  #words  #writerscommunity  #writers  #quoteoftheday  #writingcommunity  #wordporn  #spilledink  #art  #quote  #writersofig  #instapoetry  #wordgasm  #instapoet  #poemsporn  #bymepoetry  #prose  #poets  #bhfyp 
Do great ideas come from the people who obey all of the minuta of life? Of being a good boy or girl? Nope. ⠀
Jung said you must leave the collective, the culture, and examine what you are made of and what you brought here. What reason do you have, for being on this earth? A lot of people think its easy to be born⠀
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Given all the things that are given between conception and birth. It’s a miracle to not only be born, but to remain alive in this world. Clarissa Pinkola Estes ⠀
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Do great ideas come from the people who obey all of the minuta of life? Of being a good boy or girl? Nope. ⠀ Jung said you must leave the collective, the culture, and examine what you are made of and what you brought here. What reason do you have, for being on this earth? A lot of people think its easy to be born⠀ I don’t think so. I think being born is very rare. ⠀ Given all the things that are given between conception and birth. It’s a miracle to not only be born, but to remain alive in this world. Clarissa Pinkola Estes ⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ .⠀ •⠀ •⠀ •⠀ •⠀ •⠀ #poetry  #poem  #poetsofinstagram  #writer  #writersofinstagram  #poet  #poetrycommunity  #writing  #wordporn  #poetsofig  #words  #poems  #writersofig  #spilledink  #writingcommunity  #write  #writers  #poetryisnotdead  #instapoet  #creativewriting  #writerscommunity  #instapoetry  #poets  #prose  #typewriter  #illustration  #author  #igpoets  #quotes  #text ⠀ ⠀
Did you know today is the National Day on Writing? The National Council of Teachers of English have dedicated this day as a time to reflect and focus on writing as a creative outlet. I hope Master King's words of wisdom inspire you to jot down even a simple haiku today! @ncte #stephenking #nationaldayonwriting #teachersofenglish #writingteachers #writers #teachersfollowteachers #teachersofinstagram #teacherspayteachers #writerscommunity #poetscommunity #teachersofig #poetryinmotion #write #prose #instapoet #writingcommunity #igpoetry #poetryofinstagram
Did you know today is the National Day on Writing? The National Council of Teachers of English have dedicated this day as a time to reflect and focus on writing as a creative outlet. I hope Master King's words of wisdom inspire you to jot down even a simple haiku today! @ncte #stephenking  #nationaldayonwriting  #teachersofenglish  #writingteachers  #writers  #teachersfollowteachers  #teachersofinstagram  #teacherspayteachers  #writerscommunity  #poetscommunity  #teachersofig  #poetryinmotion  #write  #prose  #instapoet  #writingcommunity  #igpoetry  #poetryofinstagram 
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Meine Seele ist hungrig.
Ich kriege nicht genug und weiß zeitgleich nicht, wovon eigentlich. Ich weiß bloß: Es reicht nicht, ich giere nach so viel mehr.
Ich bin der Esel, dem die Angel mit der Karotte vor die Nase gehalten wird, bloß, dass es diese Karotte nicht gibt. Und die Angel eigentlich auch nicht. Eigentlich starre ich einfach nur angestrengt nach vorne und setze Fuß vor Fuß, ohne zu wissen, wohin eigentlich. Vorwärts, rückwärts, seitwärts, ran – Hacke, Spitze, hoch das Bein!
Ist denn eigentlich wirklich der Weg das Ziel oder ist nicht doch schlicht das Ziel das Ziel, weil es ja sonst keines wäre? Wieso stehen wir eigentlich jeden Tag auf’s Neue auf?
Wenn ich für einen Moment einfach sein könnte, könnte ich es einfach Sein lassen?
Meine Seele ist hungrig.
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Meine Seele ist hungrig. Ich kriege nicht genug und weiß zeitgleich nicht, wovon eigentlich. Ich weiß bloß: Es reicht nicht, ich giere nach so viel mehr. Ich bin der Esel, dem die Angel mit der Karotte vor die Nase gehalten wird, bloß, dass es diese Karotte nicht gibt. Und die Angel eigentlich auch nicht. Eigentlich starre ich einfach nur angestrengt nach vorne und setze Fuß vor Fuß, ohne zu wissen, wohin eigentlich. Vorwärts, rückwärts, seitwärts, ran – Hacke, Spitze, hoch das Bein! Ist denn eigentlich wirklich der Weg das Ziel oder ist nicht doch schlicht das Ziel das Ziel, weil es ja sonst keines wäre? Wieso stehen wir eigentlich jeden Tag auf’s Neue auf? Wenn ich für einen Moment einfach sein könnte, könnte ich es einfach Sein lassen? Meine Seele ist hungrig. #livinglavidaLoppo  #PhilosopvieleFragen  #readcredibility  #supportyourlocalreader #Prosit  #Poesie #poetry  #Prosa  #prose #writersofinstagram  #instapoetry 
I find this time of year to be the most interesting. Often times we are up before the sun rises, and we are awake past sunset. Swipe for spoken word as well.
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I find this time of year to be the most interesting. Often times we are up before the sun rises, and we are awake past sunset. Swipe for spoken word as well. • • • #wordsandwonder  —————————————————————————— #morning  #imagery  #prose  #poem  #poet  #poetry  #poetrycommunity  #poetsofinstagram  #poetrygram  #instapoet  #creativewriting  #writer  #writerscommunity  #writersofinstagram  #spilledink  #typewriter  #spokenword  #madewords  #runawaywriters  #abodeofpoets  #thecultivatedfool  #globalagetyro  #yourinnerwords  #silverleafpoetry  #newschoolpoetry  #theliteralscript  #scribblersword  #omypoetry 
she let out
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escape from deep purple hues
circling her surroundings
held back her galaxies
 keeping all the planets and stars aligned with her vision.
-blurredthoughts7 📷:@muhammedsalah_ 
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she let out her blues that she kept alive escape from deep purple hues circling her surroundings held back her galaxies keeping all the planets and stars aligned with her vision. -blurredthoughts7 📷:@muhammedsalah_ #thoughts  #feelings  #writing  #instagram  #quotes  #poemoftheday  #prose  #poetryisnotdead  #poems  #poemsofinstagram #creativewriting  #poetryofinstagram  #words  #poetryporn  #poetsofig  #writersofinstagram  #wordporn  #poetrycommunity  #instapoet  #instapoetry  #author  #writersofig  #writingcommunity  #spilledink  #writerscommunity  #globalagepoetry  #omypoetry  #thegoodquote  #bleedingsoulpoetry 
6 Word Story Contest happening now on my website! I hope you enter. 1st place wins a prize. #linkinbio Go to my site and hit the link for 6 Word Story Contest. 💗
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6 Word Story Contest happening now on my website! I hope you enter. 1st place wins a prize. #linkinbio  Go to my site and hit the link for 6 Word Story Contest. 💗 #writestoriesnotwar 
fall vibes and cute dogs 🍂
fall vibes and cute dogs 🍂
My mom used to wear three beautiful gold bangles on her right wrist. I think my dad bought them for her on a business trip overseas, a romantic side of him I still struggle to imagine. They would jingle whenever she moved around the house, whether folding laundry, hurriedly running down the stairs, or putting an earring in. After years of associating this seemingly mundane jingle with my mom, the tones started to embody her in a fuller way than I could ever have fathomed. There were times when she left the bangles on her vanity, and I would step up to the counter and jingle them, delighting in the fact that it felt like she was magically standing right next to me, like someone painted her into the scene —- her warmth, her love, my safe place. I think this is when my fascination with music started to grow - the idea that a sound could stir within you such real emotions. The Mr. Big acoustics my best friend’s dad blasted for us in the car made me feel alive, and to this day conjure memories of laughing, being young, and not having a care in the world. No matter where I am or what I’m doing or what mood I’m in, Pachelbel Canon brings tears to my eyes with memories of the crescendoes of life - not only my wedding day but those of my loved ones. The guitar strum on an Avett Brothers folk song brings me back to the uncomplicated hope and purity of new love as my now husband used to send me songs to listen to, his very own love notes. Ashoken Farewell’s rich tones and sliding Scottish notes put me back in my shaking body while playing at my grandpa’s funeral. This is the closest I know to feeling or even describing love. That rich, raw, chills-all-over-your-body, space-all-around-you-vibrating feeling. Those three bangle jingles to me are love. 
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My mom used to wear three beautiful gold bangles on her right wrist. I think my dad bought them for her on a business trip overseas, a romantic side of him I still struggle to imagine. They would jingle whenever she moved around the house, whether folding laundry, hurriedly running down the stairs, or putting an earring in. After years of associating this seemingly mundane jingle with my mom, the tones started to embody her in a fuller way than I could ever have fathomed. There were times when she left the bangles on her vanity, and I would step up to the counter and jingle them, delighting in the fact that it felt like she was magically standing right next to me, like someone painted her into the scene —- her warmth, her love, my safe place. I think this is when my fascination with music started to grow - the idea that a sound could stir within you such real emotions. The Mr. Big acoustics my best friend’s dad blasted for us in the car made me feel alive, and to this day conjure memories of laughing, being young, and not having a care in the world. No matter where I am or what I’m doing or what mood I’m in, Pachelbel Canon brings tears to my eyes with memories of the crescendoes of life - not only my wedding day but those of my loved ones. The guitar strum on an Avett Brothers folk song brings me back to the uncomplicated hope and purity of new love as my now husband used to send me songs to listen to, his very own love notes. Ashoken Farewell’s rich tones and sliding Scottish notes put me back in my shaking body while playing at my grandpa’s funeral. This is the closest I know to feeling or even describing love. That rich, raw, chills-all-over-your-body, space-all-around-you-vibrating feeling. Those three bangle jingles to me are love. #stories  #writersofinstagram  #writingcommunity  #writersofinsta  #prose  #motherhood  #motherdaughter  #music  #shortstories  #shortstoriesofinstagram 
Some words from my piece named ‘My bourgeois baudelaire’.
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Some words from my piece named ‘My bourgeois baudelaire’. (March ‘18) . . I will upload Part I of My bourgeois baudelaire sometime very soon, when it feels ready to be read. . . #word  #poetry  #thoughts  #humans  #blog  #madpoetry  #mad  #phrases  #experiences  #madness  #mdptt  #kafkaesque  #vibes  #bleedpoetry  #wordsinmyviens  #write  #staytuned  #upcoming  #posts  #writer  #writing  #art  #artery  #prose  #sync  #poetssociety  #writersclub  #paperlovers  #writinglover  #fortheloveofwriting 
Montag ging es beim Yoga um’s Loslassen. Das ist für mich nicht neu und ein Thema, mit dem ich mich viel beschäftige, weil ich jemand bin, der sehr angespannt ist. Ich habe eine höhere Grundanspannung, als andere Menschen und bin somit selbst in eigentlich entspannten Momenten immer angespannt. Entspannung und Loslassen sind also Dinge, die mir unglaublich schwer fallen. Ich merke das immer wieder – gerade auch beim Yoga. Es ist gut, dass sie uns immer wieder daran erinnert, was bei welchen Übungen locker gelassen werden sollte – weil ich Anspannung so gewohnt (von mir) bin, dass mir selber gar nicht auffällt, wenn ich verkrampfe, wenn ich alles anspanne, anstatt locker zu sein und eben: (zumindest teilweise) loszulassen. 
Seit Jahren halte ich mich fest. Seit Jahren halte ich mich irgendwie zusammen. Seit Jahren greife ich nach, kralle mich fester, drücke immer mehr zu – um ja nicht auseinanderzufallen. Wenn ich es zeit- undoder stückweise zulasse, dann nur, wenn Besen und Handblech in unmittelbarer Nähe sind und auch dann knackt und kracht es nur ein Bisschen und es bröselt etwas Staub. Weil ich nicht weiß, was passieren wird, wenn ich loslasse. Wenn alles fällt. Ob ich mich dann wieder zusammengesetzt bekomme? Das ist ein Scheißgefühl und ich habe eine Scheißangst davor. Wie geht das denn, dieses Loslassen? Wie beißt man denn mal nicht seine Zähne so fest aufeinander, dass es beim Lachen schon wehtut, weil die Kiefermuskulatur so verkrampft und verhärtet ist? Wie fühlen sich Nacken und Schultern an, ohne konstant weh zu tun? Ist ein Leben ohne Dinkelkissen möglich? Und wie, um Himmels Willen, kriegt ihr alle das denn hin?
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Montag ging es beim Yoga um’s Loslassen. Das ist für mich nicht neu und ein Thema, mit dem ich mich viel beschäftige, weil ich jemand bin, der sehr angespannt ist. Ich habe eine höhere Grundanspannung, als andere Menschen und bin somit selbst in eigentlich entspannten Momenten immer angespannt. Entspannung und Loslassen sind also Dinge, die mir unglaublich schwer fallen. Ich merke das immer wieder – gerade auch beim Yoga. Es ist gut, dass sie uns immer wieder daran erinnert, was bei welchen Übungen locker gelassen werden sollte – weil ich Anspannung so gewohnt (von mir) bin, dass mir selber gar nicht auffällt, wenn ich verkrampfe, wenn ich alles anspanne, anstatt locker zu sein und eben: (zumindest teilweise) loszulassen. Seit Jahren halte ich mich fest. Seit Jahren halte ich mich irgendwie zusammen. Seit Jahren greife ich nach, kralle mich fester, drücke immer mehr zu – um ja nicht auseinanderzufallen. Wenn ich es zeit- undoder stückweise zulasse, dann nur, wenn Besen und Handblech in unmittelbarer Nähe sind und auch dann knackt und kracht es nur ein Bisschen und es bröselt etwas Staub. Weil ich nicht weiß, was passieren wird, wenn ich loslasse. Wenn alles fällt. Ob ich mich dann wieder zusammengesetzt bekomme? Das ist ein Scheißgefühl und ich habe eine Scheißangst davor. Wie geht das denn, dieses Loslassen? Wie beißt man denn mal nicht seine Zähne so fest aufeinander, dass es beim Lachen schon wehtut, weil die Kiefermuskulatur so verkrampft und verhärtet ist? Wie fühlen sich Nacken und Schultern an, ohne konstant weh zu tun? Ist ein Leben ohne Dinkelkissen möglich? Und wie, um Himmels Willen, kriegt ihr alle das denn hin? #PhilosovieleFragen  #sovielsosehrsohinundher  #readcredibility  #supportyourlocalreader  #Prosit  #Poesie  #poetry  #Prosa  #prose  #writersofinstagram  #instapoetry 
So I'm pretty shocked to have found this #song #analysis I did on my favorite #Kanye song, from #MyBeautifulDarkTwistedFantasy (also my fav. #ye album... ) When I synced an old work email to my phone, up came a bunch of old notes I'd lost...Considering how relevant and retrospectively interesting it is, I figured  why not share. It begins at my favorite line of the song, starting with "Hey, teacher teacher..." Then goes line by line breaking down how Kanye is both pointing the finger at the adults/institutions of our society- asking the important questions while also posing them to the listener... Then,  extrapolating onward how in the following lyrics, full of imagery and metaphor, he is speaking to the youth. Leading them, in terms and word pictures only young adults really tend to relate to (on the subconscious level), through the logical consequences and solutions to over coming peer pressure/ the desire to numb their inner turmoil. As someone who has tutored and even taught a poetry class at an organization in the city here, I felt really in tuned at the time I suppose... And compelled to write down my thoughts. Take a listen to the song, and see if you can follow along. If there's spelling errors or grammar errors, sorry, I haven't touched the
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So I'm pretty shocked to have found this #song  #analysis  I did on my favorite #Kanye  song, from #MyBeautifulDarkTwistedFantasy  (also my fav. #ye  album... ) When I synced an old work email to my phone, up came a bunch of old notes I'd lost...Considering how relevant and retrospectively interesting it is, I figured why not share. It begins at my favorite line of the song, starting with "Hey, teacher teacher..." Then goes line by line breaking down how Kanye is both pointing the finger at the adults/institutions of our society- asking the important questions while also posing them to the listener... Then, extrapolating onward how in the following lyrics, full of imagery and metaphor, he is speaking to the youth. Leading them, in terms and word pictures only young adults really tend to relate to (on the subconscious level), through the logical consequences and solutions to over coming peer pressure/ the desire to numb their inner turmoil. As someone who has tutored and even taught a poetry class at an organization in the city here, I felt really in tuned at the time I suppose... And compelled to write down my thoughts. Take a listen to the song, and see if you can follow along. If there's spelling errors or grammar errors, sorry, I haven't touched the text since I found it. Hope you enjoy. "Stupid...but #whatthehelldoiknowCP  ?" . . . . . . . . . . #future  proves #past  #artistsofig  #poems  #prose  #writerslife  #art  #share  #like  #goldenartworld  #memes  #writing  #creative  #artistsofig  #arte  #igart  #poetrees  #philosophy  #escoteric  #jesuswalks  ° ° #Mgplaylisscponig  ° @kanyewestt_official @music