A heart full of pain and questions.
A void in my life bigger than i was ready for.
We love you Ming❤️
#catsofbluesky #adoptdontshop
#missyoubillions
A heart full of pain and questions.
A void in my life bigger than i was ready for.
We love you Ming❤️
#catsofbluesky #adoptdontshop
#missyoubillions
sunlight cascading in waves
light blooms in her hair
#haiku #poetsofinstagram #flowersinherhair #writer #poem #dreamy
sunlight cascading in waves
light blooms in her hair
#haiku #poetsofinstagram #flowersinherhair #writer #poem #dreamy
the divine and the damned,
split in an atom.
#atom #poetry #write #poetsofbluesky #poem
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the divine and the damned,
split in an atom.
#atom #poetry #write #poetsofbluesky #poem
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#poetry #poetsofbluesky (shadow lynx is a name of an account i use on instagram) all writing good or bad i post is my own) {not counting reposts of course😁}
#poetry #poetsofbluesky (shadow lynx is a name of an account i use on instagram) all writing good or bad i post is my own) {not counting reposts of course😁}
was victory
a neat closing of a door.
But a poet’s quiet
isn’t surrender,
it’s the breath
before the match is struck.
You played at power,
and mistook the pause for defeat.
But I don’t swing wild
I carve where the echo
will reach you last.
#DontFuckWithAPoet #poetry #FAFO
was victory
a neat closing of a door.
But a poet’s quiet
isn’t surrender,
it’s the breath
before the match is struck.
You played at power,
and mistook the pause for defeat.
But I don’t swing wild
I carve where the echo
will reach you last.
#DontFuckWithAPoet #poetry #FAFO
Sweet the lullabys brushing them aside, dark the memory that forgets them. #nohashtags
Sweet the lullabys brushing them aside, dark the memory that forgets them. #nohashtags
what it is to know
the restless thrum
of your heartbeat
drum drum drumming
the divot of my wrist
there’s an emptiness here
in the crumple-dark hollow
of my hand
here where the lines
of our time-creased palms
are meant to complete each other
#poetry
what it is to know
the restless thrum
of your heartbeat
drum drum drumming
the divot of my wrist
there’s an emptiness here
in the crumple-dark hollow
of my hand
here where the lines
of our time-creased palms
are meant to complete each other
#poetry