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Have you ever felt stuck in a limbo with nothing but poems to console your soul?
I thought timewas anesthesiabut half a decadeis still not enough.The pain pulsatesthrough my veinswith each breathand muffled huffs.Yet here I am.Somehow, I beat -suspended at dreamsof realized tragedies.Perhaps salvationlies on poemswith words as the sumof my sorrow.©chadangel1996
ALL YOUR PROBLEMS
If swallowingall your problemscan ease mostof your burden,know that I willgobble it hardeven if I end upfeeling all of itby myself.©chadangel1996
Hidden emotions are obvious within stanzas of every poem.
For thoughts unexpressed,there is an equivalent sigh.Suppressed emotions,hidden vexations,questions of never ending why.And when things are too much,I explode into ink in the night.Spilled calligraphy,complex imagery,my spirit celebrates to write.©chadangel1996
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SometimesI let myself bleed -not with the red bloodbut with the black ink.I squeeze the woundonto the paperand let the nightdecide my fate.Will it finally bea merry poemor anothertragic tale?©chadangel1996
I sometimes leave myselfat the edge of a random line;thinking between the dots.I replace every letterwith ten more wordsand choose a phraseI could fall in love.Should I add more stanzasto a poem I cannot even stop?©chadangel1996
How many starshave already passedand heard my wish?How many have caredor how many ignored it?Twinkling lights andmesmerizing nights.Let me dream a sightwhere my soul is yoursand your soul is mine.©chadangel1996
There are times where I could feelthis strong sense of scarcity;A state of doubt from knowingthat no amount of wordsis ever enough to satisfymy greed to write stories.©chadangel1996
Credits to whoever owns the image. Just saw it on reddit - immediately sparked my creativity. :D#pod
To daydream is to float in the stars,to feel like drowning in a sea of black.You have nothing, and you do nothing,Yet it feels as if the universeis behind your back.©chadangel1996
Learn to breathe once in a while especially if you are already stressed!! :D
Beware the stress you swallow;Remnants of dreams for tomorrow.Each breath is a golden reminderAmidst the chaos that surrounds;To never forget the essence ofHealing the exhausted heart.Enjoy a life that is sound.©chadangel1996
Keep it short.
Poems allow me to scream silently.©chadangel1996
Didn't you knowI was a human too.I didn't need much,I was happy with you.I have a heart that beatsAnd emotions that bleed.Didn't you know how pit deep it hurtWhen loved one part?Maybe now you don'tBut once you did love me.Didn't you see the wayHow love in me was bloomingAnd last I would think was leaving?Why didn't you gently wake me upAnd tell me it was a dream in disguise?Maybe I could've considered for a little whileAnd somehow leave with a sad smile.But now how do I find back my wayWhen I can't recognise night from day?Warm and cold dreams blended into oneRight from the moment you were gone.
There are two kinds of love.One where you find yourself And the other where you lose yourself.©unloved_poetries
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Capture a piece of the monsoon,bury it under words, Take it out when tyrranicalDrought reigns over the world. Capture a piece of the Darkness, use a pen to set it on fire, Take it out and warm your palms whenever the Light expires. Capture the healed wounds of the past, and the hopes of tomorrow, and hide it at the edges of a poem about today's sorrows. ©artemiswrites
Love is like a cobweb,Once you get caught,It's very hard to find your way out...©villain__
I have been above the earth
But couldn’t reach sky
I was lost enough to be stuck
My soul lived among spices
There is no taste it hasn’t had
But it’s being called Stone
Between crowds of words
Behind walls of lines she hides
Her bravest yet coward heart
Her cheeks forgot color of smile
Bones only knows how to hold body for miles
And eyes, they betrayed her in every sights
She was locked up in reality
Her nights never came, she stayed awake
But she was like a sculpture
Her teeth bite her lower lip
It closed her eyes but
Couldn’t give her will to move
At last she did nothing
She was shattering like a mirror
The kite flew away giving
Cuts in hand for life “
And I am glad it wasn't enough,I am glad you didn't stay.
Maybe you wanted a different kind of love,A kind of love I couldn't give you,Though it wasn't enough to make you stay,It was still love.©gelukzoeker
AM I DREAMING? @writersnetwork Thanks you so much for the repost! I nearly fell off the bed but really, thank you so much❤❤I am rosy pink,When I love,Delicate and tender,Like a cotton candy.I am bright red,When I work,Fiery and fierce,Like a blazing fire.I am beaming yellow,When I write,Vibrant and happy,Like a sunflower.I am light blue,When I think,Peacful and tranquil,Like the vast sky.I am lush green,When I pray,Compassion and healing,Like the rainforest.I am luxurious orange,When in a group,Enthusiastic and bright,Like an orange!I am every color,The human race has ever seen,Changing shades and tints,With time, with people._________________________________________Picture credit to rightful owner!#colour #mirakee #writersnetwork #pod #wod #sumanascribbles @mirakee@writersnetwork
I am every color ever,Changing with need,Changing with time.©sumanaa_
You would come back to me,To rub salt on my healing wounds,just to see how differently they bleed now.
This heart of mine Is a kind of book,A book with lots and lots of stories.Some I finished, some yet to read,Some untouched, while some I buried.But there in the midst, a chapter liesThat seems unfinished,With some pages left blank, partly untouchedWith the ones inked black. I forgot the parts after which plainness leadsI tried a lot but it can't be buried.A bookmark lies in this part of itWith a word "hope" printed on it.It can be writtenYes it still can beThe story of usYou and Me©thenokser
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No matter how high You might ever reach ..You will always be As good as the Depth of your roots ./Those who remain groundedNever fall /©soulfulstirrings
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In the World of advancing technologyAnd Over streaming, frantic modern methodologyI find solace in nature's armWhere everything is amiable and no harm..©sabatanveer