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her perfume is my poison, i'm addicted to this suffering.
her perfume is my poison, i'm addicted to this suffering.
baby loved me w i l d
baby loved me w i l d
At the end of the day
I wish I had something worthy to say
But instead I wonder 
Do my words thunder
In your ears
What are your deepest, darkest fears
I've ordered my mind to hibernate 
Winter will come a little late
Consider this a warning 
Don't worry if I laugh when I'm mourning 
I've put my rational thoughts on hold
This idea of not dealing with anxiety has me sold 
I'm making my head apologise to my heart
They should've been friends right from the start
I want to make the red lights turn green
We've waited long enough I mean

There's no light at the end of the tunnel
Until you imagine it
I don't know what exists and what doesn't 
But you do and your spirit
Is a part of this universe
We're all stitched together 
I'm still trying to decide if that's a blessing or a curse
You're as dynamic as the weather
The problem with walking with your head held high
Is that you crush life beneath your boot
Down to earth is where we'll all eventually lie
In our graves beside dust and soot
Because life doesn't have the option to reboot
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My Brain Told Me To Take The Wheel
N.S @wavering_words 
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THIS IS MY 100th POST GUYS! I started my account in December last year. I'm proud of myself for writing throughout the year. Also what can I do to improve this account? (I'm welcome to criticism)
At the end of the day I wish I had something worthy to say But instead I wonder Do my words thunder In your ears What are your deepest, darkest fears I've ordered my mind to hibernate Winter will come a little late Consider this a warning Don't worry if I laugh when I'm mourning I've put my rational thoughts on hold This idea of not dealing with anxiety has me sold I'm making my head apologise to my heart They should've been friends right from the start I want to make the red lights turn green We've waited long enough I mean There's no light at the end of the tunnel Until you imagine it I don't know what exists and what doesn't But you do and your spirit Is a part of this universe We're all stitched together I'm still trying to decide if that's a blessing or a curse You're as dynamic as the weather The problem with walking with your head held high Is that you crush life beneath your boot Down to earth is where we'll all eventually lie In our graves beside dust and soot Because life doesn't have the option to reboot _ My Brain Told Me To Take The Wheel N.S @wavering_words _ THIS IS MY 100th POST GUYS! I started my account in December last year. I'm proud of myself for writing throughout the year. Also what can I do to improve this account? (I'm welcome to criticism)
Detail of ‚Lotus Flowers‘.
Oil on canvas. 40x54 cm.

I wish for you:
To be like a child on a joyride
without the need to grow up inside.
Yet not out of ignorance
but because you had the chance
to realise
what is wise.
Knowing that all life is unique
the world turns mystique.
That if you can love and respect
as a matter of fact
you  will be able to receive
beautiful gifts beyond believe:
Joy, laughter and many friends
and most of all, true love that never ends.
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Detail of ‚Lotus Flowers‘. Oil on canvas. 40x54 cm. I wish for you: To be like a child on a joyride without the need to grow up inside. Yet not out of ignorance but because you had the chance to realise what is wise. Knowing that all life is unique the world turns mystique. That if you can love and respect as a matter of fact you  will be able to receive beautiful gifts beyond believe: Joy, laughter and many friends and most of all, true love that never ends. * * * * * * * #kunstwerk  #malerei  #instapoets  #figurativeart  #contemporaryartist  #expressiveart  #artemoderna  #germanexpressionism  #neoexpressionism  #instaart  #femaleartist   #nudepainting  #oiloncanvas  #melancholy  #expressionism  #pinturas  #artecontemporanea  #oilpainting  #originalart  #fineart  #myart  #contemporaryart  #painting  #art  #modernart  #nudeart  #paintingoftheday  #sketches  #artbrut  #instaartist 
good mourning / i miss you / i know now / it's too late.
good mourning / i miss you / i know now / it's too late.
Thank you for reading.
Thank you for reading.
|| READ CAPTION || No. I don't feel bad about myself. I am not affected by your filthy comments on my so very imperfect body. Guess what , body shaming is something I'm not afraid of and never will be. I'm happy to be my real self. I am inevitably myself and totally unapologetic for being so. YOU, yes you, reading this, know that every person on Earth is beautiful in their own perspectives. It is okay to be flawed. It is okay to be broken. It is okay to be gleeful. It is okay to have scars. It is okay to be every fucking thing you are on the inside and out. But, you know what ? It is best to be your real self. 
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|| READ CAPTION || No. I don't feel bad about myself. I am not affected by your filthy comments on my so very imperfect body. Guess what , body shaming is something I'm not afraid of and never will be. I'm happy to be my real self. I am inevitably myself and totally unapologetic for being so. YOU, yes you, reading this, know that every person on Earth is beautiful in their own perspectives. It is okay to be flawed. It is okay to be broken. It is okay to be gleeful. It is okay to have scars. It is okay to be every fucking thing you are on the inside and out. But, you know what ? It is best to be your real self. #poems  #instawriters  #poetryinmotion  #poetsofinstagram  #poemsporn  #thoughts  #quotes  #life  #instagood  #storytelling  #thoughts  #poetryinmotion  #iwritesinsnottragedies  #writersofig  #qotd  #poetryisnotdead  #igcommunityofwriters  #storytelling  #instastory  #love  #flawless  #beautiful  #girl  #boostthyself  #poems  #writers  #instapoets  #instawriters  #drunkpoetsociety  #drunkpoet  #quotes  #colour  #instapoetsociety 
Tagged  by the amazing @amy_hodges79 for the #elfchen (1,2,3,4,1) challenge. Please use "Shine" to pick up the baton and keep this going. 
Tagging a few, open to all. ======================================== #poetry #poems #poem #poetsofinstagram #instapoets #poetrycommunity #writing #quote
#letters  #writersofinstagram #love #lovers #her #creativewriting ======================================== #action #intentions #stress #shine #Monday
We wear a pretence because it seems easier than having to explain ourselves to minds that will never understand.
But there are some amongst us who see us for our true selves.
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Loving my writing opportunities with @dearchereen - a team of wonderfully talented therapists, writers and motivational figures.
#BeingReal #BeingYou #instawriting #instawriter #AbeedaWrites #writerscommunity #instawriterscommunity #instapoets #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #poetrycommunity #herheartpoetry #DearChereenTeam
We wear a pretence because it seems easier than having to explain ourselves to minds that will never understand. But there are some amongst us who see us for our true selves. [link in bio for the full piece] * Loving my writing opportunities with @dearchereen - a team of wonderfully talented therapists, writers and motivational figures. #BeingReal  #BeingYou  #instawriting  #instawriter  #AbeedaWrites  #writerscommunity  #instawriterscommunity  #instapoets  #poetsofinstagram  #writersofinstagram  #poetrycommunity  #herheartpoetry  #DearChereenTeam 
If nothing else I know my own strength
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#poetry #poem #poetsofinstagram #instapoets #poetrycommunity
This was a road 
with strong beautiful trees
reaching out 
with sakura scented eyes
tinted with a light
English kiss. But Lo
and behold! 
Man
severed its roots and covered the wounds with cement.
-FarhanaKhatunPoetry
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This was a road with strong beautiful trees reaching out with sakura scented eyes tinted with a light English kiss. But Lo and behold! Man severed its roots and covered the wounds with cement. -FarhanaKhatunPoetry * * * Tags: #poetry  #bnw  #bnwpoetry  #blackandwhite  #poems  #instapoets  #photography  #poetrycommunity  #writer  #writersofinstagram  #commercialroad  #london  #eastlondon  #travel  #whitechapel  #nature  #trees  #followback  #bnwphotography  #farhanakhatunpoetry 
#Repost @eldpoetry (@get_repost)
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Catastrophic.
Tagged by the ever so talented @lunamaypoetry for a #heartwrds #6wordstory human emotions challenge using the prompt word #vibrations 
Tagging a few more, always open to all💗

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#Repost  @eldpoetry (@get_repost) ・・・ Catastrophic. Tagged by the ever so talented @lunamaypoetry for a #heartwrds  #6wordstory  human emotions challenge using the prompt word #vibrations  Tagging a few more, always open to all💗 #eldpoetry  #poetry  #poems  #poetsofig  #poetrylove  #poetsofinstagram  #igpoems  #igpoetry  #igwriters  #instapoet  #instagood  #instapoems  #instapoets  #instawrite  #writersofig  #writersofinstagram  #poetrycommunity  #writerscommunity  #womenwhowrite  #wordsofig  #spilledink  #words  #wordgasm  #wordporn  #mydarkpoetry  #bymepoetryamerica 
Another Sleepless resultant, and this particular one is dedicated to every single out there,searching for the one that fits,  and to everyone that has built houses in the world of fairies, lolx,hopefully,your someday would come really sooner that later. #enjoy #textgram #instagramart #instapoem #instagrampoetry #instapoet #instapoets #writers #writersworld #poetry #poets #instagramers #poet #poetsofig #poetryofig #nighttimestories #soulmate #soul #fairies #love
Another Sleepless resultant, and this particular one is dedicated to every single out there,searching for the one that fits, and to everyone that has built houses in the world of fairies, lolx,hopefully,your someday would come really sooner that later. #enjoy  #textgram  #instagramart  #instapoem  #instagrampoetry  #instapoet  #instapoets  #writers  #writersworld  #poetry  #poets  #instagramers  #poet  #poetsofig  #poetryofig  #nighttimestories  #soulmate  #soul  #fairies  #love 
धारा .
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धारा . . . . .
Or maybe with it.
Or maybe with it.
••• Lunar Love ••• This is a really old one but reminiscing the light of it forever... Thank you for having been a muse and for existing @pumpkinqueen0817 ☺️💚 Love and light!
Take it easy ✌️
••• Lunar Love ••• This is a really old one but reminiscing the light of it forever... Thank you for having been a muse and for existing @pumpkinqueen0817 ☺️💚 Love and light! Take it easy ✌️
Sunrises, so do I~
and I stare at the sunrise every morning possible, and wonder if I rise up this beautifully. 
Or do I let darkness take over me without a fight.
I wanna be the Sun.
which lifts itself up every morning. slowly, but oh so bravely.
and I wonder,
everytime I let myself down, let somebody down. everytime I'm not enough. 
do I rise up this gracefully.  do I change colors while I do it..
it doesn't seem easy for the Sun to rise up either
just like it isn't for me.
it goes through several changes. 
but the sun rises.
gradually, yet so so gracefully.

but I question myself, do I rise up like the sun does? 
I question myself again and again and again.
And
I realize 
I do. 
even when it all gets too much and I'm unable to catch my breathe. when it's all dark and I don't know what to do. when I'm screaming and my body aches. and it feels like no one's listening.

It takes time they say.
But more than that, it takes patience and courage.
And I realize;
I do rise up.
beautifully like the Sun.
and Ill do it a thousand times.
in spite of all the pain.
cause if I wont , the sky wont light up.
Sunrises, so do I~ and I stare at the sunrise every morning possible, and wonder if I rise up this beautifully. Or do I let darkness take over me without a fight. I wanna be the Sun. which lifts itself up every morning. slowly, but oh so bravely. and I wonder, everytime I let myself down, let somebody down. everytime I'm not enough. do I rise up this gracefully. do I change colors while I do it.. it doesn't seem easy for the Sun to rise up either just like it isn't for me. it goes through several changes. but the sun rises. gradually, yet so so gracefully. but I question myself, do I rise up like the sun does? I question myself again and again and again. And I realize I do. even when it all gets too much and I'm unable to catch my breathe. when it's all dark and I don't know what to do. when I'm screaming and my body aches. and it feels like no one's listening. It takes time they say. But more than that, it takes patience and courage. And I realize; I do rise up. beautifully like the Sun. and Ill do it a thousand times. in spite of all the pain. cause if I wont , the sky wont light up.
Sometimes you don't have a choice. Darkness cannot get* darker. 
#priyankamenonpoetry #priyankamenon#poetry #poetrylovers#poetstagram #instapoets#igpoets#igpoetsociety #poetsofinstagram #instapoem
When there is no love in my love, when there is no one to hold me when I am in pain, when I have tears in my eyes and my smile is diminished, my breaths are breathless, my days turn into darkest nights, when I wait for time to heal the broken parts of me, when my mind flash backs to the memories of you... Should I just write about it all?
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When there is no love in my love, when there is no one to hold me when I am in pain, when I have tears in my eyes and my smile is diminished, my breaths are breathless, my days turn into darkest nights, when I wait for time to heal the broken parts of me, when my mind flash backs to the memories of you... Should I just write about it all? .. .. ... ... ..... ..... ..... #love  #poems  #poetry  #words  #writersofinstagram  #poetsofig  #poetrycommunity  #poetryisnotdead  #poetsofinstagram  #writersofig  #writer  #memories  #fokusbro  #instaquote  #puisicinta  #poet  #gloomy  #writings  #poem  #instapoets  #typewriterpoetry  #igpoets 
#Repost @ojringkonstevent (@get_repost)
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Ett fönster på glänt, jag ser er komma gåendes och vinkar och ler. Plötsligt skakar bilden till, hackar och börjar om igen. Ni kommer åter gåendes förbi mej. Som så många gånger har jag lurats av en föreställning som aldrig ens ägt rum. Bara som ett hologram, en fantasi. En cykel trampas ihärdigt fram av en liten. Jag vinkar och ler. Möten. Nya möten. Alla lika viktiga. Ge inte upp.#svenskskog #svenskkonst #svenskpoesi #instapoets#forest #woods #höst #autumn #fall #life#light#acrylic #acrylicart #acrylicpainting #acryliconcanvas #artist #artist#nature #sverige #norrköping #norrkoping #ojringkonstevent#artgallery#instaart#myart🎨
#Repost  @ojringkonstevent (@get_repost) ・・・ Ett fönster på glänt, jag ser er komma gåendes och vinkar och ler. Plötsligt skakar bilden till, hackar och börjar om igen. Ni kommer åter gåendes förbi mej. Som så många gånger har jag lurats av en föreställning som aldrig ens ägt rum. Bara som ett hologram, en fantasi. En cykel trampas ihärdigt fram av en liten. Jag vinkar och ler. Möten. Nya möten. Alla lika viktiga. Ge inte upp.#svenskskog  #svenskkonst  #svenskpoesi  #instapoets #forest  #woods  #höst  #autumn  #fall  #life #light #acrylic  #acrylicart  #acrylicpainting  #acryliconcanvas  #artist  #artist #nature  #sverige  #norrköping  #norrkoping  #ojringkonstevent #artgallery #instaart #myart 🎨
You were in love with letting go. 
Every kiss diluted with its taste. 
You were in love with walking away.
We kept dancing to the tunes of it.

You were in love with breaking hearts.
Every laughter drowned by the sound of it.

You were in love with the idea of love. 
Every far-off smile revealing your fantasies.

You were in love with other people
You carved your name into their brains like a permanent tattoo.

You were in love with ghosts and magic. 
You kept disappearing from people's lives and reappeared in their memories like an apparition of what they once knew.

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#instagram #instapicoftheday
You were in love with letting go. Every kiss diluted with its taste. You were in love with walking away. We kept dancing to the tunes of it. You were in love with breaking hearts. Every laughter drowned by the sound of it. You were in love with the idea of love. Every far-off smile revealing your fantasies. You were in love with other people You carved your name into their brains like a permanent tattoo. You were in love with ghosts and magic. You kept disappearing from people's lives and reappeared in their memories like an apparition of what they once knew. #writersblock  #writersofig  #writersofindia  #writerscommunity  #writersofinstagram  #writerssociety  #picoftheday  #potd  #quoteoftheday  #qotd  #instapic  #instapoets  #poetssociety  #poetsofindia  #poetsofig  #poemoftheday  #wordporn  #wordgasm  #livebywords  #poetsofinstagram  #writers  #poetrygram  #instagram  #instapicoftheday 
India is a land of abundant culture and the culture is full of male dominance. This culture, since the birth of India, has been designed in such a way that men have all the pleasures and luxuries, while women have been treated as servants, even if she’s someone’s wife.

It’s the man who is held responsible for all the respectable jobs, while women are not. Even if a woman gets into a workplace at a good position, people (including women) tend to believe that she must have gotten there, not because of her skills or talents, but because of the fact that she’s a woman. She has a body of a woman.

This discrimination in thinking, (although a lot of discrimination in action has been forcefully tried to get removed from places) is deeply rooted in everyone’s minds over here in India.

Whatever revolution might happen, this seems unshakable. But, this is disturbing.

This is so disturbing that there needed to be a voice that worked in the direction of balancing things out for everyone (men and women). They called this voice and it’s effect ‘feminism’. Now, why does India need ‘feminism’? We had so many laws, human rights, rules and regulations etc. Still, why did we require an external force above all this?

Well, it is said that some problems can be solved only in crooked ways. There’s a Hindi proverb ‘sidi ungali se ghee nahi nikale to ungali tedhi karni padti hai’. The English equivalent for this is ‘you can't make an omelette without breaking some eggs’(for those who don’t understand Hindi). So, when things are not getting sorted, one has to take such steps to make things straight.

This was, and is, a fight for, not against, equality.

There’s none in this country.

Follow @writerpreeti for more.

Give due credits if you repost.
India is a land of abundant culture and the culture is full of male dominance. This culture, since the birth of India, has been designed in such a way that men have all the pleasures and luxuries, while women have been treated as servants, even if she’s someone’s wife. It’s the man who is held responsible for all the respectable jobs, while women are not. Even if a woman gets into a workplace at a good position, people (including women) tend to believe that she must have gotten there, not because of her skills or talents, but because of the fact that she’s a woman. She has a body of a woman. This discrimination in thinking, (although a lot of discrimination in action has been forcefully tried to get removed from places) is deeply rooted in everyone’s minds over here in India. Whatever revolution might happen, this seems unshakable. But, this is disturbing. This is so disturbing that there needed to be a voice that worked in the direction of balancing things out for everyone (men and women). They called this voice and it’s effect ‘feminism’. Now, why does India need ‘feminism’? We had so many laws, human rights, rules and regulations etc. Still, why did we require an external force above all this? Well, it is said that some problems can be solved only in crooked ways. There’s a Hindi proverb ‘sidi ungali se ghee nahi nikale to ungali tedhi karni padti hai’. The English equivalent for this is ‘you can't make an omelette without breaking some eggs’(for those who don’t understand Hindi). So, when things are not getting sorted, one has to take such steps to make things straight. This was, and is, a fight for, not against, equality. There’s none in this country. Follow @writerpreeti for more. Give due credits if you repost.
A love story which never gets completed !
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Collab with talented @aleeehussain003. Looking forward for more 😊
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#wordgasm #writersociety #writerscorner #muse #musings #tale #microfiction #www #spilledink #qotd #storytelling #storytellers #poet #author #shortstories #poetsofinstagram #breakup #writingprompts #writings #lovequotes #micropoetry #blacklove #blackgirl #poetryofig #instapoets #instapoet #word #quotesgram #latenight  #wanderer
A love story which never gets completed ! . Collab with talented @aleeehussain003. Looking forward for more 😊 . . . . #wordgasm  #writersociety  #writerscorner  #muse  #musings  #tale  #microfiction  #www  #spilledink  #qotd  #storytelling  #storytellers  #poet  #author  #shortstories  #poetsofinstagram  #breakup  #writingprompts  #writings  #lovequotes  #micropoetry  #blacklove  #blackgirl  #poetryofig  #instapoets  #instapoet  #word  #quotesgram  #latenight  #wanderer 
I have a question, Sir ? 
or may be a billion, 
is it an existential crisis
or rising petro prices,
a woman raped for faith,
a faith raped for blind trust,
does the power lust after babas,
or babas hypnotise the powerwallahs.
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I have a question Sir ?
or I may have a billion.
Does peace love solitude,
or it coexists with multitudes.
Isn't religion an overtly crowded place?
Amidst chaos & cacophony of ideological diktat, how the faith
 remain, intact ?

I have a question Sir ?
or may be a billion,
all unanswered, 
floating in the universe, 
searching for the right 
match. or an unmatched
parallel universe, that may
exist in another milky way,
where answers come first,
the questions may remain.
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#travelblogger #travelphotography #sikkim #northeast #rumtekmonastery #rumtek #monk #buddhism#poetry #instapoet #instapoetry #instapoetrygram #poets #NorthEast #tripadvisor #makemytrip #instapoets #natgeoindia #natgeoasia #buddhists #monk
I have a question, Sir ? or may be a billion, is it an existential crisis or rising petro prices, a woman raped for faith, a faith raped for blind trust, does the power lust after babas, or babas hypnotise the powerwallahs. . I have a question Sir ? or I may have a billion. Does peace love solitude, or it coexists with multitudes. Isn't religion an overtly crowded place? Amidst chaos & cacophony of ideological diktat, how the faith remain, intact ? I have a question Sir ? or may be a billion, all unanswered, floating in the universe, searching for the right match. or an unmatched parallel universe, that may exist in another milky way, where answers come first, the questions may remain. . . #travelblogger  #travelphotography  #sikkim  #northeast  #rumtekmonastery  #rumtek  #monk  #buddhism #poetry  #instapoet  #instapoetry  #instapoetrygram  #poets  #NorthEast  #tripadvisor  #makemytrip  #instapoets  #natgeoindia  #natgeoasia  #buddhists  #monk 
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Nach Angst

Ich sehe sie überall
In Trennung, in Scheidung
In Angst
Verloren im Alleinsein
Konfrontiert mit einem neuen Ich
Nach Trennung, nach Scheidung
Nach Angst

Mein ganzes Leben lang
Setzte ich mich auseinander
Mit dieser Angst
Immer und wieder allein
Nach Trennung, nach Trennung
Nach Angst

Ich bin durch mit diesem Thema
Hab's quasi studiert
Angst bleibt Angst
Nichts weiter
Und allein ist allein
Ist allein

Ich studiere jetzt die Blumen
An meinem Wegesrand
Ich bin durch mit der Angst
Allein ist nur ein weiteres Wort
Neben so vielen anderen Worten

Nach Angst kommt die
Befreiung
Von allem, was erdrückt
Mein liebes Ich
Allein oder nicht:
Du liebst
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©me.ri.z | pic photografix-magazine.de . Nach Angst Ich sehe sie überall In Trennung, in Scheidung In Angst Verloren im Alleinsein Konfrontiert mit einem neuen Ich Nach Trennung, nach Scheidung Nach Angst Mein ganzes Leben lang Setzte ich mich auseinander Mit dieser Angst Immer und wieder allein Nach Trennung, nach Trennung Nach Angst Ich bin durch mit diesem Thema Hab's quasi studiert Angst bleibt Angst Nichts weiter Und allein ist allein Ist allein Ich studiere jetzt die Blumen An meinem Wegesrand Ich bin durch mit der Angst Allein ist nur ein weiteres Wort Neben so vielen anderen Worten Nach Angst kommt die Befreiung Von allem, was erdrückt Mein liebes Ich Allein oder nicht: Du liebst . #alone  #fear  #love  #poetry  #prose  #quotes  #lyrics  #life  #thoughts  #feelings  #writer  #writings  #wordart  #instapoets  #instapoetry  #poetryinmotion  #poetryisnotdead  #bymepoetry  #writerscommunity  #igpoetry  #poetryclub  #spilledink  #lovepoems  #inspirationalquotes  #wordswithqueens  #herheartpoetry  #writersnetwork  #freeverse  #writtenword  #creativewriting