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We love so many things, yet one of the things we love the most is beauty.
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We see beautiful things and beautiful people. .
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In a way we are jealous of that perfect symmetry, that astounding glow and sheer infatuation they provoke us.
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But more than anything all we wish is to possess and translate that beauty to our minds and in our souls.
We love so many things, yet one of the things we love the most is beauty. . . We see beautiful things and beautiful people. . . In a way we are jealous of that perfect symmetry, that astounding glow and sheer infatuation they provoke us. . . But more than anything all we wish is to possess and translate that beauty to our minds and in our souls.
Be still. 
It’s all coming. 
That was my message today. 
All week I have felt a strong urge to read. 
To fill my soul & spark my creativity. 
This is just a small look at my reading list. 
What’s on yours?
Be still. It’s all coming. That was my message today. All week I have felt a strong urge to read. To fill my soul & spark my creativity. This is just a small look at my reading list. What’s on yours?
saw #blackpanthermovie today; feeling proud of my heritage. and also now I want to rock a lip plate. #wakandaforever
Dear stranger,
You’re free to kn(own) my city but please return it with a little polish and spruce. 
Love,
Nayab .
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******translation******
City of eternal spring
City of lights so bright 
City, my only city 
Yellow, blue distant, wandering city
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City of torrid industrial waste
City of filth and ruin 
This city broke my heart apart 
This city got its own back •

City of my mother’s dreams
City that her dreams misplaced
You’ll find sweet mango and plain orange here
This is a little true and only half a vow sincere
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#nayabmalika #writersofinstagram #writersofig #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #femalewriters #dailygram #dailypost #wordporn #poetryisnotdead #poetrycommunity #untwineme #doortooursouls #wordswithqueens #wanderlust #lahore #pakistan #desi
Dear stranger, You’re free to kn(own) my city but please return it with a little polish and spruce. Love, Nayab . . . ******translation****** City of eternal spring City of lights so bright City, my only city Yellow, blue distant, wandering city • City of torrid industrial waste City of filth and ruin This city broke my heart apart This city got its own back • City of my mother’s dreams City that her dreams misplaced You’ll find sweet mango and plain orange here This is a little true and only half a vow sincere • . . . . . #nayabmalika  #writersofinstagram  #writersofig  #poetsofinstagram  #poetsofig  #femalewriters  #dailygram  #dailypost  #wordporn  #poetryisnotdead  #poetrycommunity  #untwineme  #doortooursouls  #wordswithqueens  #wanderlust  #lahore  #pakistan  #desi 
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Your name I rhymed with a storm,
I covered it with a golden glow. 
In trumpets of Angels I blew
Under the pink clouds 
On the hillock sitting.

It isn't in vain that nature rages,
Everything is set in motion.
On roads, forests, clouds and mountains
With delicate plumage 
The shadows of the night lay down.

Millions of galactic years
Have passed between us.
The night still shines
With beauty of the wild.
We haven't  finished writing down
About our world yet,
Which try to breaks free
From colorful books covers.
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💝
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. Your name I rhymed with a storm, I covered it with a golden glow. In trumpets of Angels I blew Under the pink clouds On the hillock sitting. It isn't in vain that nature rages, Everything is set in motion. On roads, forests, clouds and mountains With delicate plumage The shadows of the night lay down. Millions of galactic years Have passed between us. The night still shines With beauty of the wild. We haven't finished writing down About our world yet, Which try to breaks free From colorful books covers. . . . . 💝 #writing  #sad  #happy  #love  #poetsofinstagram  #wordporn  #relationships  #writersofig  #You  #poetrycommunity  #creativewriting  #spilledink  #wordswithkings  #wordswithqueens  #mypoetry  #mywords  #words  #writersnetwork  #inmyhead  #poem  #poets  #pain  #nights  #fate  #life 
Love like no other...
Credits to image owner
Love like no other... Credits to image owner
Your heart is pure sprinkle it everywhere You go 💛💛💛
Your heart is pure sprinkle it everywhere You go 💛💛💛
This is for those who don't wanna get hurt but wanna be in love and feel love. Love yourself because to be in love you need to be strong enough. There is bliss and happiness in loving someone else,  no doubt. But what if whom you love is not in love with you? So if you don't wanna take risk and don't want yourself to get hurt,  love yourself.  But if you are strong enough and don't care about hurt, go ahead because what if you might get lucky and trust me, if you get this lucky,  every single hurt is worth it. 
@loves_knight 
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This is for those who don't wanna get hurt but wanna be in love and feel love. Love yourself because to be in love you need to be strong enough. There is bliss and happiness in loving someone else, no doubt. But what if whom you love is not in love with you? So if you don't wanna take risk and don't want yourself to get hurt, love yourself. But if you are strong enough and don't care about hurt, go ahead because what if you might get lucky and trust me, if you get this lucky, every single hurt is worth it. @loves_knight #writer  #writersofinstagram  #writercommunity  #words  #lifepoem  #life  #oldsoul  #wisdom  #lifequote  #poetry  #poet  #poetsoninstagram  #herheartpoetry  #globalwordsmiths  #bymepoetryasia  #bymepoetry  #artlixirpoetry  #wordswithkings  #honestlyworded  #wordswithqueens  #wordporn  #doortooursouls  #TPMD  #untwineme  @artlixirpoetry @bymepoetry @penguinpoetrynyc @globalwordsmiths @untwine.me @subtlepoetz @thewebbedwords @writers_den_ @doortooursouls @heartofpoets
drawing by @ilse__xx ⛰
drawing by @ilse__xx ⛰
With the wind ✨🌙
With the wind ✨🌙
i’m not weird, i’m just myself a lot.
i’m not weird, i’m just myself a lot.
•the seat by the window part two• (requested) 
He continued to take his drags, even let out a few mumbled curse words as she ashed her smoke out. Tied her hair up again and said, "You're more than welcome back inside." He wandered the streets for some time trying to find God shining a light on somebody so he may ask them for answers. That never happened. He'd look to his hands and how they weren't webbed against another, how alone he felt. 
He returned to his seat by the window, placed his hands on the coffee mug and found a pen sitting there. Crossing out words on the newspaper trying to make a story out of what's already in print. He found the words of others and made his own. 
I don't know where I stand with your heart. Am I at the beginning of loving you or at the finish line. 
The article he was scratching words from was about a passionate athlete during their Olympic experience. Except he wasn't standing at a medal ceremony and this finish line he couldn't train for. More toast and more coffee hours went by.

The sunset came out and blanketed the sky in darkness. He felt more at home now than he did in his own. It was the diner where they first met. The first time he said, "I got this one." That wasn't all he wanted to take from that night. To his surprise the same napkin holder she wrote her phone number on turned to the new one he'd use to clean his hands from the crumbs.

It was that chance he never took. The number he never called. The smile he always remembered. The story he forgot to keep writing  waiting for her to come back to that diner again. When he stepped away for a few minutes the waitress arrived and read his little blacked out newspaper story. She only had one thing to say in her head, "He only has himself to blame. Taking chances isn't for everyone. Taking them in your head gets you nowhere." She took away his bill and walked away. 
He came back to a clean table. The newspaper, mug, plate, and pen were not there anymore but there was a note.

It read, "I usually take tips but this time I'm leaving you one. Call her. Tell her how you feel. I want to see you smile again. Don't come back here without her."
•the seat by the window part two• (requested) He continued to take his drags, even let out a few mumbled curse words as she ashed her smoke out. Tied her hair up again and said, "You're more than welcome back inside." He wandered the streets for some time trying to find God shining a light on somebody so he may ask them for answers. That never happened. He'd look to his hands and how they weren't webbed against another, how alone he felt. He returned to his seat by the window, placed his hands on the coffee mug and found a pen sitting there. Crossing out words on the newspaper trying to make a story out of what's already in print. He found the words of others and made his own. I don't know where I stand with your heart. Am I at the beginning of loving you or at the finish line. The article he was scratching words from was about a passionate athlete during their Olympic experience. Except he wasn't standing at a medal ceremony and this finish line he couldn't train for. More toast and more coffee hours went by. The sunset came out and blanketed the sky in darkness. He felt more at home now than he did in his own. It was the diner where they first met. The first time he said, "I got this one." That wasn't all he wanted to take from that night. To his surprise the same napkin holder she wrote her phone number on turned to the new one he'd use to clean his hands from the crumbs. It was that chance he never took. The number he never called. The smile he always remembered. The story he forgot to keep writing waiting for her to come back to that diner again. When he stepped away for a few minutes the waitress arrived and read his little blacked out newspaper story. She only had one thing to say in her head, "He only has himself to blame. Taking chances isn't for everyone. Taking them in your head gets you nowhere." She took away his bill and walked away. He came back to a clean table. The newspaper, mug, plate, and pen were not there anymore but there was a note. It read, "I usually take tips but this time I'm leaving you one. Call her. Tell her how you feel. I want to see you smile again. Don't come back here without her."
hey just your friendly neighborhood poet here to let you know that:
·acne is okay
·body hair is okay
·braces are okay
·glasses are okay
·bad hair days are okay
·oily skin is okay
·dry skin is okay
·chubs are okay
·bones are okay ·you are okay

darlings, as long as you're happy and healthy, you are okay. even if you are still learning to love yourself, you're okay. i promise you you'll be okay. one day, everything will be okay.
okay?
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#newheartbeats #newheartbeatsstrong #herheartsreach #herheartlive #avoicefromfaraway #thepoetspost #poemsofinstagram #poemsofig #poemporn #igpoem #igpoetry #author #poem #poetry #spokenword #spokenwordpoetry #instapoet #love #writing  #instapoetsociety  #fortheloveofwriting #loveofwriting #wordswithqueens #blackoutpoetry #heartwrds #herheartpoetry #regalwriters #cityofpoems
hey just your friendly neighborhood poet here to let you know that: ·acne is okay ·body hair is okay ·braces are okay ·glasses are okay ·bad hair days are okay ·oily skin is okay ·dry skin is okay ·chubs are okay ·bones are okay ·you are okay darlings, as long as you're happy and healthy, you are okay. even if you are still learning to love yourself, you're okay. i promise you you'll be okay. one day, everything will be okay. okay? * #newheartbeats  #newheartbeatsstrong  #herheartsreach  #herheartlive  #avoicefromfaraway  #thepoetspost  #poemsofinstagram  #poemsofig  #poemporn  #igpoem  #igpoetry  #author  #poem  #poetry  #spokenword  #spokenwordpoetry  #instapoet  #love  #writing  #instapoetsociety  #fortheloveofwriting  #loveofwriting  #wordswithqueens  #blackoutpoetry  #heartwrds  #herheartpoetry  #regalwriters  #cityofpoems 
He spoke to me in energy 
That only I can dance in his arms to
We created our own rhythm
Vibrations creating melodies
only angels can hear 
Elevated on each others high 
as though we were amongst them... C.Luv 🌹 .
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Energy is everything. Mutual energy is heaven sent... @chywords ✍🏽💫
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*artwork from Pinterest* .
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#lovequotes#indieartist#creative#art#wordswithqueens#brooklyn#photoart#artistsoninstagram#writerslife#bloggerlife#poet#writersblock#writerscommunity#writersofinstagram#spilledink#lyrics#songwriter#flow#musica#poetic#arttherapy#energy#poetry#poetsofig#lawofattraction#love#wordporn#madewords
He spoke to me in energy That only I can dance in his arms to We created our own rhythm Vibrations creating melodies only angels can hear Elevated on each others high as though we were amongst them... C.Luv 🌹 . . . Energy is everything. Mutual energy is heaven sent... @chywords ✍🏽💫 . . *artwork from Pinterest* . . #lovequotes #indieartist #creative #art #wordswithqueens #brooklyn #photoart #artistsoninstagram #writerslife #bloggerlife #poet #writersblock #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #spilledink #lyrics #songwriter #flow #musica #poetic #arttherapy #energy #poetry #poetsofig #lawofattraction #love #wordporn #madewords 
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Hushed.
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Let your love shine.
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Amazing art by @sidraws_ .
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© Kristin Kory 2018
. Hushed. . Let your love shine. . Amazing art by @sidraws_ . . . . . © Kristin Kory 2018
Embrace it all. #thewanderer @thewandererspage
Do voices ever shut up?
Do voices ever shut up?
This piece is called "To Whom it May Concern," by me/Carolyn Glackin. It's borne out of my frustration over a matter that's been occurring on one of my Facebook writing pages (The Angel Scribe). A public page there has been sharing my work to their page and adding malicious, offensive diatribe to it, with the intention of launching some sort of personal attack at some as of yet unknown individual. Even though I'm not the one being directly targeted and attacked, I'm very unhappy that my work is being used for harmful purposes; which is rather odd too, when you consider the content/nature of my work. Meanwhile, there's nothing I can do to stop it, because we don't have the option to block people on public pages. Banning them only prevents them from commenting, but they can still see and share my work to their pages. So, until I decide what I want to do (which will involve peaceful actions only), my posting there has been put on hold. 
Blessings, 
Carolyn Glackin 
All words: Copyright Carolyn Glackin 2018.
This piece is called "To Whom it May Concern," by me/Carolyn Glackin. It's borne out of my frustration over a matter that's been occurring on one of my Facebook writing pages (The Angel Scribe). A public page there has been sharing my work to their page and adding malicious, offensive diatribe to it, with the intention of launching some sort of personal attack at some as of yet unknown individual. Even though I'm not the one being directly targeted and attacked, I'm very unhappy that my work is being used for harmful purposes; which is rather odd too, when you consider the content/nature of my work. Meanwhile, there's nothing I can do to stop it, because we don't have the option to block people on public pages. Banning them only prevents them from commenting, but they can still see and share my work to their pages. So, until I decide what I want to do (which will involve peaceful actions only), my posting there has been put on hold. Blessings, Carolyn Glackin All words: Copyright Carolyn Glackin 2018.
ODE TO POE. I've always had a fascination for the macabre, and Edgar Allen Poe was one of the first poetry books I ever bought. Hope this serves you well, dear one!
📷: Hot Disenos
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#macabre #surreal #minimalist #writer #writing #writingcommunity #cracks #creativewriting #creatives #zathom37 #deadpoetssociety
ODE TO POE. I've always had a fascination for the macabre, and Edgar Allen Poe was one of the first poetry books I ever bought. Hope this serves you well, dear one! 📷: Hot Disenos #haiku  #haikupoems  #micropoetry  #poe  #cricketpoetry  #darkpoetry  #poetsofig  #poetrycommunity  #poetry  #poetrylife  #wordswithqueens  #herheartpoetry  #buttonpoetry  #words  #raven  #edgarallenpoe  #macabre  #surreal  #minimalist  #writer  #writing  #writingcommunity  #cracks  #creativewriting  #creatives  #zathom37  #deadpoetssociety 
Words are just words without actions. Give me alignment, and then, I’ll believe what I hear. 
For more, follow me @simi_fromen 
My book Ascending Voice is on sale on Amazon in the link in my bio. In gratitude.

#quoteoftheday #poetry #writer #wordswithqueens #wordsofwisdom#gutfeelings #intuitive #soulfood #spiritualquote #yogaandwriting #yogaforlife #wellnesscoach #selflovejourney #selfworthquotes #ascendingvoice #lotus#tattooquotes #loveyourselfmore #standardshigh #womenwhowrite #simi_fromen#omypoetry #yogainspiration
Words are just words without actions. Give me alignment, and then, I’ll believe what I hear. For more, follow me @simi_fromen My book Ascending Voice is on sale on Amazon in the link in my bio. In gratitude. #quoteoftheday  #poetry  #writer  #wordswithqueens  #wordsofwisdom #gutfeelings  #intuitive  #soulfood  #spiritualquote  #yogaandwriting  #yogaforlife  #wellnesscoach  #selflovejourney  #selfworthquotes  #ascendingvoice  #lotus #tattooquotes  #loveyourselfmore  #standardshigh  #womenwhowrite  #simi_fromen #omypoetry  #yogainspiration 
POEM IN CAPTION ⬇️
Thoughts floating in my head 
A room bereft of happy colors 
Feeling, mimiquing a merry go round
Spinning out of control as I try to catch a breath
Locking me, rendering me motionless 
As the numbing takes over my body as the I slip away into the abyss. 
Unable to keep up
©saidehranero
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Such an awesome journey with @alrtistry @eternallymisunderstood @sashaivette @what_the_canuck snd another word challenge hosted by the incredible @cc_writes
Today's word #bereft
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Photography by the amazing @muhammedsalah_
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#merrygoround #igpoet #wordsmith #selflove #wordswithqueens #amwriting #multimedia #womenwhowrite #womenempowerment #poeytryisart #earthportraits #visualofearth #fotocatchers #wordswithqueens #ink #poet #poetry #leb #spilledthoughts #madewords #igpoets #spilledink #poetsofig #womenrights #capturedconcepts #middleeastern #rockymountainpoetry
#wildwonderouswords #febwwwchallenge
POEM IN CAPTION ⬇️ Thoughts floating in my head A room bereft of happy colors Feeling, mimiquing a merry go round Spinning out of control as I try to catch a breath Locking me, rendering me motionless As the numbing takes over my body as the I slip away into the abyss. Unable to keep up ©saidehranero . Such an awesome journey with @alrtistry @eternallymisunderstood @sashaivette @what_the_canuck snd another word challenge hosted by the incredible @cc_writes Today's word #bereft  . . Photography by the amazing @muhammedsalah_ . . #merrygoround  #igpoet  #wordsmith  #selflove  #wordswithqueens  #amwriting  #multimedia  #womenwhowrite  #womenempowerment  #poeytryisart  #earthportraits  #visualofearth  #fotocatchers  #wordswithqueens  #ink  #poet  #poetry  #leb  #spilledthoughts  #madewords  #igpoets  #spilledink  #poetsofig  #womenrights  #capturedconcepts  #middleeastern  #rockymountainpoetry  #wildwonderouswords  #febwwwchallenge 
.R E A D ⬇️⬇️ B E L O W
God forbid a doubt
on this moment captured.
So real.
So natural.
The sun is setting,
Lost among the purple & pink
Fluffs of wonder.
& wonder 
Is exactly what it is. 
Silence the fear,
That something so captivating,
Is free.
For these eyes have seen tragedy,
& this heart has felt disaster. 
But my soul,
My soul feels this view.
.R E A D ⬇️⬇️ B E L O W God forbid a doubt on this moment captured. So real. So natural. The sun is setting, Lost among the purple & pink Fluffs of wonder. & wonder Is exactly what it is. Silence the fear, That something so captivating, Is free. For these eyes have seen tragedy, & this heart has felt disaster. But my soul, My soul feels this view.