#poetsofig Instagram Photos & Videos

poetsofig - 4m posts

Top Posts

  • "You deserve better"
  • "You deserve better"
  • 1,743 20 6 hours ago
  • 🤦🏻‍♂️🤷🏻‍♂️
  • 🤦🏻‍♂️🤷🏻‍♂️
  • 18,341 102 19 hours ago
  • i‘m not sure if it has to be „the way you’ve touched me“ but it was written like this so i just copied it
  • i‘m not sure if it has to be „the way you’ve touched me“ but it was written like this so i just copied it
  • 7,155 13 22 hours ago
  • I am me. 
What is me? 
How many selves must I bury 
for that truth? 
I don't know 
and I don't know
if I'll ever know, 
but I am here. 
I have lived and 
I have scraped 
and I have worked 
to change my fate. 
I am youth 
mixed with years 
and I count love 
by grief. 
I seek silence 
in the noise 
and the music 
in the clamor. 
I am deep forest 
in the city. 
I'm reborn. 
I am fire. 
I am a wolf 
with a snake 
swallowing its tail 
between my jaws. 
I am burning 
in the winter. 
I am not an idea. 
I am flesh and 
conversation. 
A conversation 
between East and West. 
I am stuck, 
I am stuck, 
I am stuck, 
but I'm not immobile. 
And I am not 
that which the perverse 
laws of man 
and society 
define me as: 
I AM NOT MY JOB. 
I am art 
and I am blood 
and dreaming truth. 
I am rebellion in the streets 
that climaxes
in the 
square of the martyrs. 
I am me. 
I am this visage. 
A reconstruction of a character 
whose face is shaped 
by the squintings
at the rising of the sun, 
and by the salt 
of the winds 
that so carried my ancestors 
on the sea, 
and I am sculpted 
by the weight 
so placed 
upon my shoulders
as I grew 
to a man. 
I am cast by the snows 
which are robes 
for the mountains
and I have ever drank 
in the spruce 
and the pine 
and the fir 
unbeknownst 
to my maturing mind 
that this were 
a dialogue 
between my heart 
and the essence of the Cedars,
the Holy Cedars,
and its manifestation
survives in my blood.
I am green, 
deep and green, 
and they say "you dont look Arab" 
I'm not Arab, 
I am me. 
I am Michael, 
or as they say it 
in the old country, 
in our village, 
Anna Maykel! 
and I wear 
the same eyes 
that my great grandfather wore 
when he left to 
Argentina 
and returned 
to be buried in our village 
because he found there
only impostor 
Olive trees.
Well I say 
bury me 
amongst the grove 
of the Olives. 
Let me lay 
in the field and 
contemplate eternity. 
For I have come 
also to a land 
where there grow
no true 
Olive trees 
and it is expected, 
expected, 
expected 
still of me 
that I bear fruit. 
@coffeeshop_hero
  • I am me.
    What is me?
    How many selves must I bury
    for that truth?
    I don't know
    and I don't know
    if I'll ever know,
    but I am here.
    I have lived and
    I have scraped
    and I have worked
    to change my fate.
    I am youth
    mixed with years
    and I count love
    by grief.
    I seek silence
    in the noise
    and the music
    in the clamor.
    I am deep forest
    in the city.
    I'm reborn.
    I am fire.
    I am a wolf
    with a snake
    swallowing its tail
    between my jaws.
    I am burning
    in the winter.
    I am not an idea.
    I am flesh and
    conversation.
    A conversation
    between East and West.
    I am stuck,
    I am stuck,
    I am stuck,
    but I'm not immobile.
    And I am not
    that which the perverse
    laws of man
    and society
    define me as:
    I AM NOT MY JOB.
    I am art
    and I am blood
    and dreaming truth.
    I am rebellion in the streets
    that climaxes
    in the
    square of the martyrs.
    I am me.
    I am this visage.
    A reconstruction of a character
    whose face is shaped
    by the squintings
    at the rising of the sun,
    and by the salt
    of the winds
    that so carried my ancestors
    on the sea,
    and I am sculpted
    by the weight
    so placed
    upon my shoulders
    as I grew
    to a man.
    I am cast by the snows
    which are robes
    for the mountains
    and I have ever drank
    in the spruce
    and the pine
    and the fir
    unbeknownst
    to my maturing mind
    that this were
    a dialogue
    between my heart
    and the essence of the Cedars,
    the Holy Cedars,
    and its manifestation
    survives in my blood.
    I am green,
    deep and green,
    and they say "you dont look Arab"
    I'm not Arab,
    I am me.
    I am Michael,
    or as they say it
    in the old country,
    in our village,
    Anna Maykel!
    and I wear
    the same eyes
    that my great grandfather wore
    when he left to
    Argentina
    and returned
    to be buried in our village
    because he found there
    only impostor
    Olive trees.
    Well I say
    bury me
    amongst the grove
    of the Olives.
    Let me lay
    in the field and
    contemplate eternity.
    For I have come
    also to a land
    where there grow
    no true
    Olive trees
    and it is expected,
    expected,
    expected
    still of me
    that I bear fruit.
    @coffeeshop_hero
  • 414 23 1 hour ago
  • keep letting go 
until you are you again
  • keep letting go
    until you are you again
  • 2,214 41 20 March, 2019

Latest Instagram Posts

  • 4 3 1 minute ago
  • #happiness is rainy days like today, spent cuddled up in blankets with warm food, surrounded by books. 
What does your happiness look like?
  • #happiness is rainy days like today, spent cuddled up in blankets with warm food, surrounded by books.
    What does your happiness look like?
  • 7 1 2 minutes ago
  • Happy Holi...
Words By- @tag2say
  • Happy Holi...
    Words By- @tag2say
  • 4 1 2 minutes ago
  • Holy crap it’s been a rough few weeks. Have you ever had nothing wrong happen but it feels like everything is wrong? That’s where I’m currently standing. Like this sticker found by @ralph_ny I’m not sure what happiness looks like right now.
.
I know it will pass but it’s exhausting as life hands you the little struggles it always does but now they are harder to face. Silly things like dropping your coffee on the stairwell at work twice this week (after 4 years of never having done it), Instagram algorithm only showing your content to 7% of your audience making you feel like you and your art sucks. A general feeling of toxicity that makes you want to hide from the world but you can’t because you’ve over scheduled your life and rest is no where to be seen. .
But, that’s part of the beauty of being alive. It always changes and It doesn’t always make sense but if you keep moving through with the lessons you’ve learned, you will reach a happiness that looks nothing like you thought it would.
.
.
#mylifeinyellow #happiness #sadness #struggle #yellow #motivation #quote #poetsofig #streetartist #stickerslap
  • Holy crap it’s been a rough few weeks. Have you ever had nothing wrong happen but it feels like everything is wrong? That’s where I’m currently standing. Like this sticker found by @ralph_ny I’m not sure what happiness looks like right now.
    .
    I know it will pass but it’s exhausting as life hands you the little struggles it always does but now they are harder to face. Silly things like dropping your coffee on the stairwell at work twice this week (after 4 years of never having done it), Instagram algorithm only showing your content to 7% of your audience making you feel like you and your art sucks. A general feeling of toxicity that makes you want to hide from the world but you can’t because you’ve over scheduled your life and rest is no where to be seen. .
    But, that’s part of the beauty of being alive. It always changes and It doesn’t always make sense but if you keep moving through with the lessons you’ve learned, you will reach a happiness that looks nothing like you thought it would.
    .
    .
    #mylifeinyellow #happiness #sadness #struggle #yellow #motivation #quote #poetsofig #streetartist #stickerslap
  • 4 0 3 minutes ago
  • if only we all could snooze as hard as JW ... ☁️ 💤
  • if only we all could snooze as hard as JW ... ☁️ 💤
  • 1 1 4 minutes ago
  • Today is #WorldPoetryDay, so here are two lines of vinous poetry that made our serious faces smile. Do you have a favourite wine related poem? Let us know in the comments!
  • Today is #WorldPoetryDay , so here are two lines of vinous poetry that made our serious faces smile. Do you have a favourite wine related poem? Let us know in the comments!
  • 1 1 5 minutes ago
  • I have lots of awful things 
Like closeted skeletons 
And wild imaginings 
And a past that hasn’t left 
Baggage to rival Gatwick
Red finances - I can’t look back to when they were black
Because my memory doesn’t stretch that far 
Oh - and I have a crappy little car
There are scars that haven’t left 
Failed attempts at happiness 
Divorcing myself from the vows I allowed
Where promises could not be kept 
And a mess I haven’t left 
My head is a jumble sale 
With rags at knock-down retail price
Used
Abused 
Sometimes a bit ill 
But still 
One thing works and always has 
It pumps the blood around with love
It’s easy:
It’s the one good thing I have to offer 
And which will never leave me.

#poet #poem #poetry #poets #poetsofig #poetsofinsta #poetsofinstagram #verse #rhyme #beats#rhythm #dance #survival #divorce #love #selfconfidence #winning
  • I have lots of awful things
    Like closeted skeletons
    And wild imaginings
    And a past that hasn’t left
    Baggage to rival Gatwick
    Red finances - I can’t look back to when they were black
    Because my memory doesn’t stretch that far
    Oh - and I have a crappy little car
    There are scars that haven’t left
    Failed attempts at happiness
    Divorcing myself from the vows I allowed
    Where promises could not be kept
    And a mess I haven’t left
    My head is a jumble sale
    With rags at knock-down retail price
    Used
    Abused
    Sometimes a bit ill
    But still
    One thing works and always has
    It pumps the blood around with love
    It’s easy:
    It’s the one good thing I have to offer
    And which will never leave me.

    #poet #poem #poetry #poets #poetsofig #poetsofinsta #poetsofinstagram #verse #rhyme #beats #rhythm #dance #survival #divorce #love #selfconfidence #winning
  • 2 0 6 minutes ago
  • Stop expecting someone to be the sun of your own life.☀️💕
  • Stop expecting someone to be the sun of your own life.☀️💕
  • 5 1 7 minutes ago