#writers and poets
- The life and death of a match
I gave you the match
To build yourself a fire
You lit me up with the flame
Rubbed two dry sticks in the rain
Magnified paper in the sunlight
Put coal on a lit fireplace
Hit wires in the right way
And burned me to ash and grey
I never saw it coming
The light-hearted jokes
The candlelit dinners
The bonfire nights outside
The campfires in wintertime
The warmth in your house
The keys in the ignition
For a moments we felt so inflamed
That we set wildfires in each other
That couldn’t be smothered away
It didn’t set me ablaze enough to know
That fires destroy as well as create
And sometimes they die out
Because they were extinguished
Not because they naturally died away
You enlighten me to the change
By dousing my flame away
- by nail-in-the-wall (6.1.22)
Got to censor myself sometimes when I’m writing and keep my face under control.
when hyacinths bloom..
I have lived a hundred lives, and none of them were my own.
stillness brings out the world’s inner most secrets.
a room that once was ours now stands empty in the lonely hours. there’s no more me, or you; no sun, or moon. just an empty room that once was ours.
Lessons from a flower
A flower fulfills its purpose by simply existing, it sprouts to life, blossoms and withers when its time has come-so should you follow in his suit. You are born into this world and you grow, you exist until you can no longer do so. You exist and that’s more than enough… That is the only lesson that a flower should teach you.
Although you’ve found a friend in me,
My insecurities
Have made you into an enemy.
My insecurities
Made me
Drown in inferiority.
~Universe Talkz
ishq se tabīat ne ziist kā mazā paayā
dard kī davā paaī dard-e-be-davā paayā
my being did, from love’s domain, the joy of life procure
obtained such cure for life’s travails, which itself had no cure
“Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on. I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.”
If only you knew how much of my day I spent thinking, wondering about you….every second seems to pass with an utterance of your name. Is it funny? Playing with my heart, knowing this idiot loves you more than she ever believed she could. Would this be funnier if you were able to read all the words in my diary? Don’t smile like that, the way you do when you play your tricks and then look at me to see if I witnessed them. My heart shatters across the curve of your lips. I love you. I want to scream it out loud. Will you listen?
(Quote From Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer)
Taylor Swift-right where you left me
Mmmh
Work by @saturn_kat.
i say your name….just listen. doesn’t it sound different?
never whispered it this way.
Stephen Crane, In the Desert
Mary Oliver, Don’t Hesitate
Need we say it was not love,
Just because it perished?
Edna St. Vincent Millay, Passer Mortuus Est
Wystan Hugh Auden
Rainer Maria Rilke - I Am Much Too Alone in This World, Yet Not Alone