dead_poet

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Learn this Japanese word with us. •Mono no aware (物の哀れ): A deep, bittersweet appreciation of impermanence How many of you are aware of your imperman...Read more

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lyra

14w©

for when your chest fills with mud and the shadow settles into every corner of your bones. momma, I fear this darkness inside me has your eyes. I fee...Read more

the only cure for a persistent toothache is sweet ice cream i am kidding not only ice cream, add also sweet chocolates sugar and milk don't liste...Read more

I return to the same hollow, a silence stripped bare, no trace of you anywhere. I collapse waiting, bleeding alone. Can there not be one answer? Is th...Read more

Both fresh and frozen This is saying, My way out of a dimension, I never wanted to enter. Even weeds can be beautiful, But do they bloom the same way...Read more

Can I be the poem and not the poet for once? How would you tell if my smile was Insincere, even though the sun Shines across my face Your tears sta...Read more

Society pulls us apart But what stance shall I stand at? You're mesmerising gaze Lingers in parts of my mind Crying for longing You promised me roses...Read more

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albatross_27

44w©

It’s a whisper from the universe, a final echo before the silence— when two souls, after a long journey, touch the same destination. And then, the st...Read more

There’s a place I’ve been dreaming of, where no one keeps the score, where peace comes in the silence and we’re not asked for more. Where even our qu...Read more

So I was wondering— what does it feel like to be the reason someone paints, writes, dreams, aches? Is it a blessing to live in their art, or a curse ...Read more

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marcus_m

45w©

I asked God for peace God answered calmly: "Go and let the rain touch your skin, Listen to the wind's song, Believe in me, Once the fog rises it will ...Read more

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lifeinslomo

46w©

The boy comes to me at night; whispers in my ears. Asks me if the world is still beautiful. Teaches me the word exuberance and other forgotten ...Read more

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ama_bangura

51w©

Poets are innocent fools. Feeling more though reality forbids, We cling onto what may never be — Chasing the lie of a merciful end. Poets are innocen...Read more

I didn’t implode. Like a star. As stars and people do when they are weak. Like they show on TV. Like when the boy smashes his fist into a door and the...Read more