I remember a site once asked me to specify my qualifications for a course I was applying for, but what really struck my eye was the format of their question , “could you please take out a second of your time to help us determine the inclination of your course by giving this quiz a try?”, the ‘please’ ? My oh my I’ll kiss whoever programmed that test on the cheek, it was so endearing, I mean it WHOEVER sat down and took their time to think that through gets flowers from me
I Hope you realise that you never have to regret the act of falling in love, you felt what was to be felt at the moment, you let yourself fall in love with the very thought of a person’s breath on your skin, you fell in love with the act of their fingers running through your hair, you fell in love with the act of being in each others presence and doing absolutely nothing. You fell, in love. Please allow yourself to feel the emotions that encompass you, surely you’ve moved on, surely you don’t have that person around you anymore, but allow yourself to be close to others, allow yourself fall yet again, allow yourself to commit the act of giving your whole heart, body, mind, and soul to that one person sitting on the swing across yours, and let those emotions fall whilst. There’s no saying where one can’t learn to hold onto the lingering memory of what once was, it was a memory where you loved them, and it stays untouched basking itself in the warmth. It can be your own little album because you shouldn’t have to fight the smile that creeps up your face :) it was okau to fall, and it’s okau to fall again.
Today felt long, today felt heavy, today felt strong, I wasn’t quite ready, and I think it’s ok if all I wanted to do today was wrap myself in a blanket, because I deserve to have a soft whispy sigh kept the leaf I picked up from street on the side of my pillow today
Look at that cute bald spot! *gently plants a sapling, tender pats every now and then* there there, all glammed up and posh you may proceed with your day <3 𓏲˖ 𑁍 ࣪˖ 𓂃
“God, if you’re a thing with ears: please, please.”
Elizabeth Acevedo, The Poet X
Richard Siken, War Of The Foxes
Christian Wiman, More Like The Stars
Never mind. I invented you. I invented you, as far as my purposes go. I invented loving you and I invented your death. I have my tricks and my trap doors, too.
Alice Munro, from Collected Stories; “Tell me Yes or No,”
Marina Tsvetaeva, tr. by Elaine Feinstein from, “I’m glad your sickness.”
Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Sarah Kane, 4.48 Psychosis
“(…) and then there’s the silence that comes back, a million times bigger than me, sneaks into my bones and wails and wails and wails until I can’t be quiet anymore.”
Ada Limón, Bright Dead Things; The Quiet Machine
H.D., The Look-Out
Akosua Afiriyie-Hwedie, In My Version
Lucille Clifton, The Death of Crazy Horse
repetition in poetry // part v
(part i) (part ii) (part iii) (part iv)
YOU DESERVE TO BE SPENT TIME WITH It’s important to realise that not every person out there has been set out to take advantage of you, we have our own past, we have our own lessons, but each and every individual out there, deserves to have the benefit of doubt for not necessarily having an ulterior motive against you. You are doing what you can out of your complete will, learn to slowly dissolve the thought where you think you don’t deserve to have anybody else’s company around you or you’re only worth spending time with because you’re their only way in and out of a loop.
Sure people NEED you, but that does not equate to them tossing you away once they’re done wrapping up. Because every time I think about it, it’s the same as somebody else shutting me out, with no regards to an explanation or having second thoughts about the way I’ve allowed myself to feel around them,about the way I’ve allowed myself to fully and completely love the deepest corners of their mind, body and heart. It felt bad to be given up on that easily. Refrain, reflect and then proceed :) you are healing, NOT shielding, there’s a difference. Let’s not blur the line <3
just found out that “wish you were here” in persian is ‘jāy-e shomā khālīst’ which means “your place is empty” and it felt like being stabbed in the heart 37 times
❤ !!
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, let. People. Feel. Their. Grief. Often at times we don’t want someone to sweep us off our feet. We don’t want someone to put a smile on our face. We don’t want someone to shove our favourite ice cream down our throats or for that matter blast our favourite songs right from the speaker. We want to acknowledge how hurt we are often because we feel as though others would not even spare us a glance, your intention matters a lot, yes it was very sweet of you to do that but it may not have been very smart, be patient and I mean this in the sweetest way possible. Sometimes we’re just not ready. We require some time, that is all
“the flowers were dressed in nothing but light,they let me bathe in my vulnerability”
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