Posts tagged poetry

lessons-in-morbidity:

There are continents
between us, and oceans
vast, yet you are right here,
under my breath.

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My dear friend

I despise you

Your attention

Now detestable

Hate is my companion

It reminds of your lies

My dear friend

You do not exist

For me now

Or ever again

Forget my name

As I have forgotten yours

Poets I adore!!

Rumi

Dickinson

Frost

Whitman

Wilde

Goethe

Poe

Voltaire

Oh let me not walk in idle fashion
Lacking conviction and lasting passion
Keep my hands from meaningless labor
Focus my mind on worthy endeavors
Afford me love for my fellow man
And let no one feel pain by mine own hand
This is my humble prayer to thee
No people have been as richly blessed as we.

**Written after reading a chapter from Utopia.**

secretedsins:

Sugar and spice and everything nice,
and lust, and pain,
and bitter refrains,
and love unrequited,
or returned, then lost,
or felt too deeply
no matter the cost,
and beauty so pure
as to make us weep,
and the type of darkness
that won’t foster sleep,
and hope and despair,
and obsessive need,
and everything else
our pens might bleed.
That’s what poetry’s made of.

Love!!!

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