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If I write what I feel, it’s to reduce the fever of feeling.
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via feellng)

Anything to get rid of that fever.

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Sweater

I got this sweater years ago
Somehow it still appears new
But as I pull it over
It fits no more.
Yet I can’t bare to part with all the memories it holds.
It keeps me cold.
The memories lost their cheer.
The seams clinging to the holey fabric as they desperately keep the sweater together.
But it can’t stay like that forever.
Riiip.
I pull the two sides apart
Tired of the past that keeps it alive.
Because I have changed in ways where it hasn’t.
I have outgrown my sweater and it lays in pieces from the loose thread that means nothing now.

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Tiny Plant

He simply allowed the vine to wrap around his forearm, the bud still in deep slumber.

Time went by: seconds, minutes and hours.
Still, the tiny bud rested.
As if it were under a sleeping spell to protect it.

The bud held onto itself, hiding the inside from others to see.

Then he spoke.
Each word,
each sentence,
the light breathe
tickling the tiny plant to
awake.

The leaves began to rustle on the waves of curiosity
the vine anchored itself tightly , while the bud began to free itself from its grasp.

Gradually,
the petals were free, one by one
opening to the alluring voice up above.

The true beauty of the flower now visible for him to love.

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We sit and talk quietly,
with long lapses of silence,
and I am aware of the stream that has no language,
coursing beneath the quiet heaven of your eyes, which has no speech.
William Carlos Williams (via feellng)

So true indeed!

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Growing up

I start my first job tomorrow. And I must say I saw this day coming but not so soon. I’m ready as I’ll ever be is what I keep telling myself.

Just scared a little too. I’m climbing this ladder to god knows where. But I am keeping my eyes open knowing I can’t be closed of to uncertainty.

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This above all: to thine own self be true,
And it must follow, as the night the day,
Thou canst not then be false to any man.
William ShakespeareHamlet (via feellng)

Love this!

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The Bully named Cancer

The biggest bully I ever met was Cancer. He was such a persistent guy always hurting everything he touched. He took two of my loved ones away already and I’m not ready for the third of in a consecutive year… If I could stand up to him I would but I’m not immune to his touch which would put me in a risky situation that I don’t know if I could handle it. All I want is for the suffering to stop and for him to leave. But, it looks like he’s staying… For now.

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