Hello, everyone! I'm here with another post where I gather various random poetic lines of mine and share them with all of you. Something like Twitter poetry, for lack of a better word. I hope you'll enjoy reading the blog and thank you so much for always ing my work here. You are deeply amazing.
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What do you do when the rest of the world is asleep? Which films speak to you and which songs open wounds in your heart? Are you alive?
I think I'd rather focus on the ion and the fireworks. On the happiness of being with you.
There is a lot of shame around word commitment, particularly for women who have to become a circus act in order to manage the greed for infinite options. Stay strong, doves.
Some days the sky copies my moods for attention and I wonder if it experiences loneliness the same way that I do.
And when at last you find someone to whom you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter.
What if we are parallel universies hiding in plain sight? What if traveling to another parallel universe is this thing we dare to call love?
Death is just your body rejecting you and all the moments you doubted yourself more than you loved yourself.
She has always been here, waiting for you to take your mask off and love her the way you both deserve. Come on now.
All the ways we've tried to accommodate and tame our love, all the antics our heart has tried to keep hidden; it failed.
Making a commitment to someone is loving the demons inside them and learning to be vulnerable while trying to appear strong and brave.
Today is a great day to that you have to die to your former self in order to let your new life be born. One breath at a time.
Maybe it won't work, but maybe seeing if it does will warm my fragile heart.
Be scarred but not scared. The fireworks were once a fiercely raging fire, whereas you thought they would never shine.
Do you ever miss the person you could become? Do you ever feel like a thousand pasts are shoved within your vulnerable heart?
Gltiches remind me that nothing is perfect and we are fools to believe that we can be happy while trying to achieve flawlessness.
Maybe love is the graveyard where misery goes to die.
I've opened a new art gallery, but it's inside my heart, you need a new ticket.
I prefer a soundtrack but can still orchestrate mayhem and chaos in silence. Wait for me.
Without love, you are the message inside the bottle that never reaches its destination.
I linger at the edge of the day, wondering if love and hopelessness fight for my hand.
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That is all with this blog, friends. Thank you so much for taking the time to read it and, as always, any kind of constructive criticism or is highly appreciated. I've seen outstanding content from various poets and writers around here, so thank you for putting out there the best versions of yourselves. Keep shining brightly. See you around!
Until next time, happy reading, writing, and much love from me! :books: :books: :books:
Comments (14)
I know these are meant to be separate mini poems, but they read like disconnected poetic scenes documenting the wax and wane long term emotional connections through the looking glass we know as the combination of anxiety and depression. There is definitely something of a narrative here. I could see it turning into a short story too.
Over all this really punched me in the gut. The majority of the emotions and self doubt shown here are things I myself deal with on a daily basis. that makes it easy to step in to the narrative viewpoint and long to help and ensure that the characters, in what i again feel like is a story almost, find the right parallel universe so they can be happy and stable. I want to be the observer that collapses their quantum waveform and traps them in a happy reality, not the sad ones they seem to know more often than not.
Over all 10/10 I don't get sentimental like this often enough.
You read deeply into my poetry, Johnny. Seriously, you are one of the smartest and most creative people I've met on here. Your comments make me dissect the thought process behind my poems even more and this only means that you know what you do.
I wanted to make it flow like thoughts that are somehow forbidden, yet shared by everyone who's found themselves in such an emotional state. To an extent, I wanted them to simultaneously look romantic (hopeful?) and desperate. Like threads of a thought that's bigger than all of them.
You make me so happy. Thank you! :heart_eyes: :heart_eyes: :heart_eyes:
The 5# kinda makes me wanna cry
Reply to: Starbuck
~Hugging you~ Stay strong, fam. You are amazing. (But I know what you mean.)
Antonia I love these so much :sob:
Reply to: Celine
Gosh, I'm so glad you do, sweetie! If I may ask, which are your top favorites? Two or three of them I mean. If you had to choose. Because I experimented with different ideas and I'd like to see which ones resonate to readers the most.
Reply to: Antonia •Always Books•
#4, #7, #14, #16
Reply to: Celine
That's awesome, thank you again!
These poetic verses you wrote are very deeply thought out and kind of shows exactly what I’m thinking or feeling sometimes but you put it all into words for me. This was absolutely beautiful and makes me feel very calm and at peace.
Thank you for writing this :heart:
Thank you for reading it and for taking the time to leave some ! You are so sweet, gosh! :sob: :heart_eyes: :heart:
Reply to: Antonia •Always Books•
I’ll always read anything you write and thank you! :heart_eyes: