Poetry + Fanfic + Rants <3 (preemptively saying I post too much)
9Teen
All poems mine unless specified 🩷
Like the world hasn't torn you to teach you
Like the world hasn't torn you to teach you
as the sun's warmth dries my tears
staring at the muddy flesh of the world
embraced in the blue sky white cloud misery
as the sun's warmth dries my tears
staring at the muddy flesh of the world
embraced in the blue sky white cloud misery
BL-zebub
BL-zebub
"I am the land—the womb of life and death..."
—Apirana Taylor (Ngāti Porou, Te Whānau-ā-Apanui, Ngāti Ruanui)
#PoetryAotearoa #MāoriPoetry #poem #poems #poetry
"I am the land—the womb of life and death..."
—Apirana Taylor (Ngāti Porou, Te Whānau-ā-Apanui, Ngāti Ruanui)
#PoetryAotearoa #MāoriPoetry #poem #poems #poetry
Namgyu is so pathetically in love with a man who is so far removed from his own humanity, he worships Thanos like he's the only god who, for all his omnipotence, couldn't even save himself
#ao3 #thangyu #squidgames2 #bl
Namgyu is so pathetically in love with a man who is so far removed from his own humanity, he worships Thanos like he's the only god who, for all his omnipotence, couldn't even save himself
#ao3 #thangyu #squidgames2 #bl
#poetry #vent #sorryT.S.Eiloveyounow<3
#poetry #vent #sorryT.S.Eiloveyounow<3
Like a tinge in the bones
Reverberating up my spineless
Back
I wish I was loved for the things I did wrong
Not in spite of my transgressions
But because of them.
#poetry
Like a tinge in the bones
Reverberating up my spineless
Back
I wish I was loved for the things I did wrong
Not in spite of my transgressions
But because of them.
#poetry
In a world where wicked men are gods
And all our kings are dead,
Death is your deity, the visage you pray to, kneel before
muddy waters
As the world
pours.
#poetry #poetrydump
In a world where wicked men are gods
And all our kings are dead,
Death is your deity, the visage you pray to, kneel before
muddy waters
As the world
pours.
#poetry #poetrydump
Like dirt under my nails,
Pink blush to brown filth,
Bitten and bloody
At the edges of my skin,
Torn and fresh.
If I could, I would hold you
Under my tongue,
Like contraband gum,
Rolling between canines,
Spit coating lips as I lie:
"No, Ms., that wrapper's not mine."
#poetry
Like dirt under my nails,
Pink blush to brown filth,
Bitten and bloody
At the edges of my skin,
Torn and fresh.
If I could, I would hold you
Under my tongue,
Like contraband gum,
Rolling between canines,
Spit coating lips as I lie:
"No, Ms., that wrapper's not mine."
#poetry
"In the morning glad i see; my foe outstretched beneath the tree"
i really got that - like yeah, i too am an A1 hater
"In the morning glad i see; my foe outstretched beneath the tree"
i really got that - like yeah, i too am an A1 hater