Reblog – I want to hurt you by A. Rinum

So much food for thought, for growth.

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I want to hurt you.

Stab you in the back, but I can’t do that without piercing the sword through my own chest first. I can’t make you bleed without causing a rupture in my own heart. How can I hurt you when your wounds cause me pain? I want to bring storms, cause earthquakes but I’ll end up damaging myself more than you. But I’m okay with that. I’m okay with tearing myself apart just to see that tear cascade down your cheek. I’m okay with burning away my existence, just to see that frown tug at your lips. I’m okay with fading, at least I’ll take away a part of myself with you.

Do you ever cause destruction to yourself just because you want to cause damage to someone else? That’s one of the most toxic traits you can have. Where you’re willing to rip yourself open just…

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Reblog – You Are No Longer Mine by Angelique Rose

Haven’t we all been here at one point in time?

Never Silence the Madness

I read somewhere

That you were no longer mine

.

.

That you finally opened up your heart

And honestly, It was about time

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I read somewhere

That you no longer belonged to me

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.

That our memories

Are no longer cherished

It’s not my heart that holds your key

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I never expected you to wait forever

To hide away

And pine for my love

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.

But I read somewhere

That you are finally happy and moved on

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My heart paused a little

It broke for a moment

As I remembered what we lost

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.

But I always knew that our love

Was gone

When I walked away

I knew the cost

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Reblog – Empathic by Doree

Empathy, sympathy, concern, it’s what makes us humane.

DoRee MelNic

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I do not know

No

I do not know your pain

I feel it close to my heart

But

I do not know your pain

~~~

I’ve felt

Shrill sheets of energy

Shredding through my being

~~~

Back and forth

Back and forth

~~~

Until I couldn’t anymore

~~~

I do not know your pain

But I feel it just the same

And for what it’s worth

It must be terrible

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Reblog – The Sound of Songbirds by Penny Wilson

This piece magically transports me to this beautiful, serene place. Enjoy!

Penny Wilson Writes

To listen 
to my heartbeat 
and feel my lungs 
fill with air. 

To have nothing 
I have to do 
no place 
I'm expected 
to be. 

I want to listen 
to the 
quiet. 

The noise 
of this world 
has grown  

and I cannot endure 
much more. 

I wish to listen
as the stars 
find their path 
across the sky. 

I want to watch 
the morning dew 
dissipate 
with the rise 
of the sun. 

The sound 
of songbirds 
is enough 
for me. 

Copyright 2020 Penny Wilson

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Reblog – Reena’s Xploration Challenge #172

Instead of me sharing each piece separately, go do yourself a favor and check them all out. It was a wonderful prompt that inspired all these responses!

Reena Saxena

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Reblog – Cursive Prose by Martin Lewis

When I originally read this piece, I commented “A lover’s language…”. Such a sensual piece. I wonder which writing tools were their favorites? 😉

https://theblightersrock.wordpress.com/2020/12/23/cursive-prose/

CURSIVE PROSE

I close my eyes
and in my thoughts
I ink a cursive
unwritten verse
upon her nakedness
poetry for us alone
words that she will only
let our fingers trace
whilst reading
to each other.

Reblog – Coping. by Nancy Botta

Loss, whether death or the end of a great love affair, can haunt us for eternity. And muddy our existence until we heal. This is one of those pieces that just gets you right in the heart. Thanks, Nancy.

Rusted Honey

You left for some time
ages ago
long enough to haunt,
long enough for everything
loud and living
to sink into itself,
a cavity beneath waves…

but I’m OK now—
day drinking with Nemesis
laboring rust and dirt,
I lie with your bones
and start fires at night.

© Nancy Botta, 2020

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Reblog – That Could Be Me by Angelique Rose

Sympathy begins when you realize it “could be you”, may it translate to empathy always.

Never Silence the Madness

I saw her scars

Evidence of a life

Where great just wasn’t good enough

Where She was always just one nip away from perfect

One tuck away from perfection

One stitch away from happiness 

I saw her eyes of desperation

As she picked at things I could not see

Although I was happy to oblige 

I wondered where in her life she was during each scar

I wondered about the painful recovery

I wondered about the broken heart

Or the healed one 

I wondered if she was finally close to happy 

I felt sadness for her

But only because that could be me 

One nip away from happiness

One tuck away from perfection

One stitch away from perfect 

My heart broke for her

But only because that could be me

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Reblog – 24 Riddles by Timo Schmitz, Philosopher

Please enjoy the opportunity to tickle your brain cells to answer the riddles below!
If you do, please post in the comment section or post on your blog.

24 Riddles (“March Riddles”)

If you get these riddles right, there is a prize that is worthier than any material prize – life
experience, inner peace and wisdom. If you get these riddles wrong, you might never know what’s the sense behind! Is there any right or wrong? a real true answer? – I don’t know myself!

No. 1
“One drop on the earth,
one drop on a stone,
as small as we are,
why do we try to be as big as a god?”

No. 2
“A flower never hesitates,
the wind comes and goes,
if you try to hold your life in a hand,
your feet will be heavy!”

No. 3
“What is a try – untried?
What is a life – unlived?
What is a breath – unbreathed?
Smelling faces of reality in my veins!”

No. 4
“Where we go is far beyond,
take your heart to every place,
fill in your love in all you do,
joy and suffering become one!”

No. 5
“So many directions,
so many paths that you can choose,
even if everything seems to fall down,
use the strength of your heart!”

No. 6
“Thousand hardships,
one milestone,
success or failure,
does it matter?”

No.7
“One butterfly flies,
through heart and mind,
one dream inside,
how does he live outside?”

No. 8
“Flowers are attracting many,
symbols for eternal things,
they grow majestic, but wither away,
which kind of youth do they hold?”

No. 9
“Thousand lights, but people are in the shades,
no one knows them, no one recognizes them,
their mind seems to be filled with own desires,
every morning and every evening, the circle closes.”

No. 10
“Summer’s sun greets many beings,
we see nothing, if we don’t breathe in,
we give nothing, if we don’t breathe out,
it’s always too cold or too warm.”

No. 11
“If there is anything above us – then it must be underneath as well,
if it is above and underneath, then why isn’t it in us?
Nature and human-beings become one energy,
To unite in the universe – wherever it might be.”

No. 12
“Thousand worlds drifting apart,
who knows where sunshine takes us?
Delight in every breath and a free mind,
Empathy, blessings, gentle and kind.”

No. 13
“Don’t destruct – create!
Look in the face as you look into the lie,
whether mercy or compassion,
accept!”

No. 14
“If a highway never ends,
but has many bumps on its way,
which time span can never even be?,
are we using the wrong measure?”

No. 15
“Every emotion that wants to be felt,
every idea in mind that receives a voice,
reason, awareness and things we strive for,
can you understand yourself?”

No. 16
“Freedom of mind,
freedom in mind,
freedom to mind,
what is mind?”

No. 17
“Face the connection of all things,
curiosity flowing through all your veins,
like a child, a peaceful mind,
for nothing more we know!”

No. 18
“Million faces break down,
walls of smiles,
the real world people close their eyes,
real happiness is a gift?”

No. 19
“When I bath in divine unification,
Is it God, Brahma, Dao, or Buddha?
Which essence I might meet,
Isn’t it all the same if we treat it right?”

No. 20
“Whether a soul or not,
Whether humans are empty or filled in divine,
Trees carry the fruit of life along,
Don’t take the word, but take the symbol to find its meaning.”

No. 21
“Names are of no meaning,
they come into mind, and disappear as such;
so many came into growth and are nothing now,
after centuries of names are names just words that mean nothing at all.”

No. 22
“Fear in mind,
makes me blind,
life goes by,
whatever!”

No. 23
“Love that has nothing but its substance,
where those who perform know,
while those who just talk might not know at all,
that there is nothing in between.”

No. 24
“A gain as goal makes luckier,
than a claim as goal might can?
But if a goal is what you hold,
Is it motivation or attachment?”

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