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  • I changed everything once you left. The colour of my room that you felt was too plain, the bed sheet which reminded you of lost years, the refrigerator walls that were once lined up with polaroids of you and me smiling, the coffee mug that was painted in all hues of colours because one Monday morning you felt like colouring the world in rainbow but you settled with my lifeless mug instead.

I replaced everything that reeked of you

The conversations we used to have would edge on absurdity. Like when we would be sitting in a far-away restaurant at 11 in the night and the topics would hop from how stars are nothing but fairy lights to how cotton candies are just clouds that could never reach the sky or how the puddles on the ground are but playgrounds for organisms invisible to the naked eye.

On my 19th birthday, you gifted me a dictionary and a plain paper. 'Figure out why', you said

The dictionary had thirty four words highlighted with a faded blue colour. The plain paper hid no clues.

At 1:00 in the morning, i gave up 'Fine, you win. Tell me why'

At 1:10, my phone beeped with your message.
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. 'Yeay! Knew it. There are 77,891 words in this dictionary. Yes, i counted them. 77,857 are of no importance to me. But the remaining ones matter. All those define what i like about you, what i like about us and what i like about the world when you are with me. Then there's the plain paper. The plain paper tells me, tells you that even on the bad days when all those thirty-four words cease to exist, when you're just another messed up person, i still want nothing but to exist in this big, wide world beside you. Remember how you quoted one of your favourite books once- you're like a gray sky. You're beautiful even though you don't want to be. That's what me and you are.' .
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That was the last message you sent me. That day was the last time i ever saw you in real. A week after that, i saw fliers around the city with your picture on it. After one hundred and sixty calls that you didn't pick up, i knew in that moment you never will again.

You see, i managed to replace everything that reeked of you, just never my heart.
Never my heart.
  • I changed everything once you left. The colour of my room that you felt was too plain, the bed sheet which reminded you of lost years, the refrigerator walls that were once lined up with polaroids of you and me smiling, the coffee mug that was painted in all hues of colours because one Monday morning you felt like colouring the world in rainbow but you settled with my lifeless mug instead.

    I replaced everything that reeked of you

    The conversations we used to have would edge on absurdity. Like when we would be sitting in a far-away restaurant at 11 in the night and the topics would hop from how stars are nothing but fairy lights to how cotton candies are just clouds that could never reach the sky or how the puddles on the ground are but playgrounds for organisms invisible to the naked eye.

    On my 19th birthday, you gifted me a dictionary and a plain paper. 'Figure out why', you said

    The dictionary had thirty four words highlighted with a faded blue colour. The plain paper hid no clues.

    At 1:00 in the morning, i gave up 'Fine, you win. Tell me why'

    At 1:10, my phone beeped with your message.
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    . 'Yeay! Knew it. There are 77,891 words in this dictionary. Yes, i counted them. 77,857 are of no importance to me. But the remaining ones matter. All those define what i like about you, what i like about us and what i like about the world when you are with me. Then there's the plain paper. The plain paper tells me, tells you that even on the bad days when all those thirty-four words cease to exist, when you're just another messed up person, i still want nothing but to exist in this big, wide world beside you. Remember how you quoted one of your favourite books once- you're like a gray sky. You're beautiful even though you don't want to be. That's what me and you are.' .
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    That was the last message you sent me. That day was the last time i ever saw you in real. A week after that, i saw fliers around the city with your picture on it. After one hundred and sixty calls that you didn't pick up, i knew in that moment you never will again.

    You see, i managed to replace everything that reeked of you, just never my heart.
    Never my heart.
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  • Dear God
  • Dear God
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  • #얼음편지 #보라의바깥 #이혜미 #시인 #시 #poem #창비 #글스타그램
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어떤 문장들은 사라지기 위해 태어납니다 얼어버린 소리 속에 과거를 담그고 환생에 대해 이야기할 때, 나의 미욱한 음절들은 수줍게 비약 속으로 숨어듭니다 광물의 조흔색을 흉내내며 당신 살에 얼굴을 부비면, 나에게서 조난당한 탄흔들이 당신에게로 쏟아져 내릴까요 이 문장을 더듬어볼 당신 눈동자를 떠올리면 심장의 뒤편이 수지류 수목들로 울창해집니다 흔적, 오직 흔적을 남기고 떠나기 위해 먼 나라의 기후들은 닫힌 당신의 창가에서 밤새 정처 없습니다

살얼음 낀 눈으로, 겨울은 창 너머 순하게 낡아가는 구름들을 채록하는 중입니다 발자국들이 자신이 가진 지평선을 가만히 들었다가 흩트리는 지금, 냉해 입은 식물의 어두운 뿌리가 되어 문장들 속으로 저물어가고 싶습니다 파충의 보호색처럼 온몸으로 자신을 부정하는 일을 우리는 평생에 걸쳐 연습해야 할 테니까요 다만 잊혀지지 않기 위해, 오래도록 흐르고 또 얼어야 합니다

그러니 아직 문장은 계속되어야 합니다 빛의 단도가 흐리고 모호했던 당신의 꿈속을 난도질 할 때, 이 문장들을 녹이고 부수어 그 붉은 담즙으로 사라지려는 당신의 눈을 씻어야겠습니다 나에게서 당신에게로 떠나가는 기억들을 위해, 또 어떤 문장들은
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#카페온도 #cafeondo #성내동카페 #시나몬피넛버터라떼 #겨울에딱 #어느월요일 #일상 #겨울왕국2 #보는내내소름 #스토리와잘어울리는시
  • #얼음편지 #보라의바깥 #이혜미 #시인 #시 #poem #창비 #글스타그램
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    어떤 문장들은 사라지기 위해 태어납니다 얼어버린 소리 속에 과거를 담그고 환생에 대해 이야기할 때, 나의 미욱한 음절들은 수줍게 비약 속으로 숨어듭니다 광물의 조흔색을 흉내내며 당신 살에 얼굴을 부비면, 나에게서 조난당한 탄흔들이 당신에게로 쏟아져 내릴까요 이 문장을 더듬어볼 당신 눈동자를 떠올리면 심장의 뒤편이 수지류 수목들로 울창해집니다 흔적, 오직 흔적을 남기고 떠나기 위해 먼 나라의 기후들은 닫힌 당신의 창가에서 밤새 정처 없습니다

    살얼음 낀 눈으로, 겨울은 창 너머 순하게 낡아가는 구름들을 채록하는 중입니다 발자국들이 자신이 가진 지평선을 가만히 들었다가 흩트리는 지금, 냉해 입은 식물의 어두운 뿌리가 되어 문장들 속으로 저물어가고 싶습니다 파충의 보호색처럼 온몸으로 자신을 부정하는 일을 우리는 평생에 걸쳐 연습해야 할 테니까요 다만 잊혀지지 않기 위해, 오래도록 흐르고 또 얼어야 합니다

    그러니 아직 문장은 계속되어야 합니다 빛의 단도가 흐리고 모호했던 당신의 꿈속을 난도질 할 때, 이 문장들을 녹이고 부수어 그 붉은 담즙으로 사라지려는 당신의 눈을 씻어야겠습니다 나에게서 당신에게로 떠나가는 기억들을 위해, 또 어떤 문장들은
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    #카페온도 #cafeondo #성내동카페 #시나몬피넛버터라떼 #겨울에딱 #어느월요일 #일상 #겨울왕국2 #보는내내소름 #스토리와잘어울리는시
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  • ❗️ a political poem about the general election outcome - mentioning knives, blood, guns, cancer, poverty and a lack of money, death, the hateful things boris johnson has said about minorities ❗️
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jeremy corbyn 
this was a product of how awful i felt when i heard about the tory majority and it all just spewed out of me into two poems and this was the first. yesterday was a horrible day. i woke up angry and upset and i went for a walk, angry and upset and i slept angry and upset. this poem is for those like me who hoped and was let down, and i still hope for us. and i won’t give up, i hope you won’t either. 🌹
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( #spokenword #spokenwordpoetry #poetry #poem #slampoet #slam #slampoetry #labour )
  • ❗️ a political poem about the general election outcome - mentioning knives, blood, guns, cancer, poverty and a lack of money, death, the hateful things boris johnson has said about minorities ❗️
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    jeremy corbyn
    this was a product of how awful i felt when i heard about the tory majority and it all just spewed out of me into two poems and this was the first. yesterday was a horrible day. i woke up angry and upset and i went for a walk, angry and upset and i slept angry and upset. this poem is for those like me who hoped and was let down, and i still hope for us. and i won’t give up, i hope you won’t either. 🌹
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    ( #spokenword #spokenwordpoetry #poetry #poem #slampoet #slam #slampoetry #labour )
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  • Sie funktioniert so gut - die müde Wahrheit

Sie ist laut
ohne wirklich etwas zu sagen 
sie rebelliert 
ohne nach Gründen zu fragen 
ihr Herz verbrennt
wenn sie die Liebe der anderen sieht 
und sie rennt und rennt 
doch der Run vor sich selbst ist ein anderes Lied

es ist so schwer wenn Statistik, Struktur und Verstand 
die Führung für sich übernehmen 
so kam leicht die Magie abhand
und das Flüstern der Elfen lässt sich nicht mehr vernehmen 
die Welten ändern sich schneller 
so wie die Zeit sie schiesst
so ein Wechsel von bunt nach grau 
wie ein trieb am Baum unbemerkt spriesst

doch dann ist er da 
und man steckt mitten drin 
wird es selber nicht merken 
den Routine nimmt sich jeglichen Sinn

alles ist funktionell und auf Effektivität getrimmt
kein Raum zum Atmen, keine Lücke für klaren Gedanken 
willkommen in der Zeit, in der die Zeit dich nimmt
und es zulässt dass an dir nur noch Maschinen ranken 
Sie! ist ein göttliches Kind
ihre Sensibilität an ihr, wundervolles Vergehen 
doch vor lauter Engstirn und Stress
hat sie vergessen wie Wunder geschehen 
Sie! ist deine Magie deine Intuition
halte dein Herz und wage zu Fragen 
welch derzeitige Position 
vermag es offen und leicht zu tragen 
#lyrik#instalyrik#gedichte#gedicht#philosophie#poesie#poem#poems#texte#reimen#dichten#schreibart#schreibkunst#berlin#instagedicht#dichter#autoren#poeten#horizont#Kuh#neueperspektive#wandel#funktionieren#maschinen#funktion#müdewahrheit#cow
  • Sie funktioniert so gut - die müde Wahrheit

    Sie ist laut
    ohne wirklich etwas zu sagen
    sie rebelliert
    ohne nach Gründen zu fragen
    ihr Herz verbrennt
    wenn sie die Liebe der anderen sieht
    und sie rennt und rennt
    doch der Run vor sich selbst ist ein anderes Lied

    es ist so schwer wenn Statistik, Struktur und Verstand
    die Führung für sich übernehmen
    so kam leicht die Magie abhand
    und das Flüstern der Elfen lässt sich nicht mehr vernehmen
    die Welten ändern sich schneller
    so wie die Zeit sie schiesst
    so ein Wechsel von bunt nach grau
    wie ein trieb am Baum unbemerkt spriesst

    doch dann ist er da
    und man steckt mitten drin
    wird es selber nicht merken
    den Routine nimmt sich jeglichen Sinn

    alles ist funktionell und auf Effektivität getrimmt
    kein Raum zum Atmen, keine Lücke für klaren Gedanken
    willkommen in der Zeit, in der die Zeit dich nimmt
    und es zulässt dass an dir nur noch Maschinen ranken
    Sie! ist ein göttliches Kind
    ihre Sensibilität an ihr, wundervolles Vergehen
    doch vor lauter Engstirn und Stress
    hat sie vergessen wie Wunder geschehen
    Sie! ist deine Magie deine Intuition
    halte dein Herz und wage zu Fragen
    welch derzeitige Position
    vermag es offen und leicht zu tragen
    #lyrik #instalyrik #gedichte #gedicht #philosophie #poesie #poem #poems #texte #reimen #dichten #schreibart #schreibkunst #berlin #instagedicht #dichter #autoren #poeten #horizont #Kuh #neueperspektive #wandel #funktionieren #maschinen #funktion #müdewahrheit #cow
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  • V láske nemám veľa šťastia,
no to nemení nič na tom, že som šťastná.
Ulicami Singapuru túlam sa sama so sebou,
no najradšej by som tu bola práve s tebou.

Tvoje prsty prepletené s tými mojimi,
premýšľam, či to opakovať sa bude niekedy.
Spolu sa túlať a smiať sa na nezmysloch tohto sveta.
Spolu objavovať zákutia neviditeľné pre smutné srdcia.

Len povzdychnem a ďalej sa na svet usmievam,
načo ničiť si krásny večer s myšlienkami na teba?
Je čas otočiť stranu a začať novú kapitolu života.
Bez teba.
- kozecu💛
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#poem #poems #poetry #poet #love #you #kozecu #time #pinterest
  • V láske nemám veľa šťastia,
    no to nemení nič na tom, že som šťastná.
    Ulicami Singapuru túlam sa sama so sebou,
    no najradšej by som tu bola práve s tebou.

    Tvoje prsty prepletené s tými mojimi,
    premýšľam, či to opakovať sa bude niekedy.
    Spolu sa túlať a smiať sa na nezmysloch tohto sveta.
    Spolu objavovať zákutia neviditeľné pre smutné srdcia.

    Len povzdychnem a ďalej sa na svet usmievam,
    načo ničiť si krásny večer s myšlienkami na teba?
    Je čas otočiť stranu a začať novú kapitolu života.
    Bez teba.
    - kozecu💛
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    #poem #poems #poetry #poet #love #you #kozecu #time #pinterest
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  • I packed some I inexpensive acrylic markers and a few colored pencils with my sketch book for our trip to Arkansas. In some ways the little road notes tell a story of the characteristics of the places along the way. These words came along with flooded fields  it is almost a song ....
High water , high water is a coming.
Is rising in the dark , is rising in the dark like a dream while you’re sleeping.  Rising, rising in the night.
High water , high water is a coming.  Is a coming with the rain.
With tears the earth is flooding.  High water is a coming.  She’s crying with the rain. #poem #song #earth #water #climatechange #water #rain #flood #farms #wisconsin #landscape #wisconsin #sketch #words #wisconsintrails #writer #artistsoninstagram #travel
  • I packed some I inexpensive acrylic markers and a few colored pencils with my sketch book for our trip to Arkansas. In some ways the little road notes tell a story of the characteristics of the places along the way. These words came along with flooded fields it is almost a song ....
    High water , high water is a coming.
    Is rising in the dark , is rising in the dark like a dream while you’re sleeping. Rising, rising in the night.
    High water , high water is a coming. Is a coming with the rain.
    With tears the earth is flooding. High water is a coming. She’s crying with the rain. #poem #song #earth #water #climatechange #water #rain #flood #farms #wisconsin #landscape #wisconsin #sketch #words #wisconsintrails #writer #artistsoninstagram #travel
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  • Oh you know, just catching some sun....
  • Oh you know, just catching some sun....
  • 0 1 2 minutes ago
  • ghazal that became heroic; this is a cute one & i love my friends #poem
  • ghazal that became heroic; this is a cute one & i love my friends #poem
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  • Drop a ❤️ if you can relate to it
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Follow @_secret_scribbles ♥️
  • Drop a ❤️ if you can relate to it
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    Follow @_secret_scribbles ♥️
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  • #Mossur_with_love 
Эта женщина состоит из драм.
Эта женщина состоит из боли.
На красивой тонкой руке шрам,
Сердце волнуется словно море!

Слезы из её глаз и льют дожди.
Она не погода, девушка стихия!
Она неуловима и не спешит, жди
Одобрения, придёт как эйфория!

От слов её мурашки возникают, и
Мелодия речей погружает в транс.
Многие люди говорят, что её знают, 
Она это внушает, встречи как сеанс!

От её взгляда краснеет даже небо,
А улыбка теплее солнечных лучей!
Чувствует мужчину, где бы он не был,
Называться любимой или быть ничьей.

Из крайности в крайность впадает,
Женщина опасная, внутри неё огонь,
И натура её творческая и страстная!
Она для тебя конечно станет той,
Из-за которой потеряешь разум
и начнёшь войну с самим собой.
  • #Mossur_with_love
    Эта женщина состоит из драм.
    Эта женщина состоит из боли.
    На красивой тонкой руке шрам,
    Сердце волнуется словно море!

    Слезы из её глаз и льют дожди.
    Она не погода, девушка стихия!
    Она неуловима и не спешит, жди
    Одобрения, придёт как эйфория!

    От слов её мурашки возникают, и
    Мелодия речей погружает в транс.
    Многие люди говорят, что её знают,
    Она это внушает, встречи как сеанс!

    От её взгляда краснеет даже небо,
    А улыбка теплее солнечных лучей!
    Чувствует мужчину, где бы он не был,
    Называться любимой или быть ничьей.

    Из крайности в крайность впадает,
    Женщина опасная, внутри неё огонь,
    И натура её творческая и страстная!
    Она для тебя конечно станет той,
    Из-за которой потеряешь разум
    и начнёшь войну с самим собой.
  • 10 1 11 minutes ago
  • Giving people too many chances makes them comfortable. Comfortable with disrespecting, hurting, ignoring and using you because they’ve seen that you stay no matter what they do. They start thinking they can get away with everything and that you’re never going to leave. .
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It’s not easy to leave, but it’s better for you than to put up with all the pain and other negative effects it has on you. .
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There’s better out there and you have to believe you deserve it and that you’ll find it💛
  • Giving people too many chances makes them comfortable. Comfortable with disrespecting, hurting, ignoring and using you because they’ve seen that you stay no matter what they do. They start thinking they can get away with everything and that you’re never going to leave. .
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    It’s not easy to leave, but it’s better for you than to put up with all the pain and other negative effects it has on you. .
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    There’s better out there and you have to believe you deserve it and that you’ll find it💛
  • 5 3 58 minutes ago
  • It’s the most beautiful way. Tag someone who loves “too hard.” This is from #thenectarofpain 🌺
  • It’s the most beautiful way. Tag someone who loves “too hard.” This is from #thenectarofpain 🌺
  • 15,265 126 2 hours ago
  • But the sight of the stars always makes me dream...⭐⭐⭐ #IGDaily
#NightLight
  • But the sight of the stars always makes me dream...⭐⭐⭐ #IGDaily
    #NightLight
  • 18 1 10 hours ago