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@browngirl.musings

Afraid In a moment of Weakness, The immense current of love will washaway all the layers of all the lies I've covered myself in. My nake soul will you see  and I will lose you forever! #poetry #poems #poem #poetrycommunity #poetryofig #poetsofig #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #instapoem #instapoetry #poetryofinstagram #quoteoftheday #lovepoems #poet #spilledink #poet #writer #instapoet #writersofinstagram #instawriter #feelings #emotions #words

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@windiswin

Tulisanku selalu sama, berbicara tentang luka. Luka yang aku terima selalu sama hanya penyebabnya berbeda. Aku pun masih sama tetap tidak tahu bagaimana cara bercanda. #wind #itsme #justwriting #poem #poetry

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@poesia2.x

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@poesipavagen

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@ame.joyeuse

at Grand Rapids, Michigan

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@httstorm

at Russia

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@javieralcantaramusic

Emocionado con la noche memorable que vivimos ayer con la Short Stories Band en el mítico Hot Clube de Portugal de la bella ciudad de Lisboa. Inolvidable ver el Hot Clube, templo del jazz en Europa, totalmente lleno de un público atento y respetuoso entregado a la música de la banda. Gracias infinitas a los grandes magos, músicos y amigos que forman la Short Stories Band y concierto tras concierto hacen crecer la música y mi vida, gracias André Mota, André Ferreira, João David Almeida, Gonçalo Filipe de Sousa, Pablo Romero y Narciso González. Gracias a todo el equipo del Hot Clube por su atención y el maravilloso trato recibido. Gracias a [email protected] los que han ayudado a hacer realidad la I Muestra de Jazz Extremeño en Lisboa. Y gracias a [email protected] los que nos siguen y apoyan a los músicos y a la música en directo. Seguimos en el camino!. Maravillosa foto de Filipa Oliveira. . . . . . www.javieralcantara.com [email protected] Guitarrista de Jazz/Musicoterapeuta/Compositor #JavierAlcantara #autismo #tea #jazz #puentereal #tour2018 #musicoterapia #musictherapy #improvisacion #nyc #madrid #shortstories #jazztrio #music #jazzlife #lisboa #guitar #worldmusic #jazzmusic #life #composing #art #poem #painting #improvisation #newrecord #roadside #oexterminadordofuturo

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@__aaravsingh

Don't pause your mind or divert it ,while you in the mid any thought. Just try to go to the bottom of that thought... i m sure you will find something amazing or maybe sometimes disappointment too. ! And that wat i do . 😇 . . . #poem  #poetry  #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram  #herheartpoetry #writersofinstagram  #promises  #wordsmith #igpoems  #poemasdeamor  #poemsporn #bymepoetry  #wordgasm  #wordsofwisdom #_thewriterslounge_  #whatislove #wordswithqueens  #poetryisnotdead #writersthing  #igpoetry  #poetsofinstagram #typewriterpoetry  #wordstoliveby  #omypoetry #cheaters  #homecoming  #writeruniverse #penguintalks  #untwineme #communityofwriters  #madewords  #couples

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@gugunputra_

Kadang butuh lelah hanya untuk dapat tertidur pulas, kadang butuh pergi hanya untuk merasa rindu, kadang butuh kesedihan agar dapat merasakan bersyukur ketika mendapat sekecil kebahagiaan. Dialograsa~ . . . . . #poems #poetry #poeminstagram #poemngaco #sajak #sajakliar #puisi #malam #cahaya #lfl #poem #poemoftheday #puisipendek #tulisan #mediaberkarya #mediakita #budaksajak #gradienmediatama #fff #prosa

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@thought.of.desire

!!! . . FOLLOW @THOUGHT.OF.DESIRE for more ☺️ #explore at Delhi

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@seariusspeaks

10-19-18 • What is eviction? It is a promise not kept; And action taken... • Sometimes CONVICTION comes after eviction. It’s that moment when you consciously choose and refuse to go through an experience twice! • Choose your “experiences” with extreme prejudice... and this starts with the decisions we make. 🎩 • Remember: You can learn from ANY situation. Inasmuch, every situation is not worth experiencing (eg. Have you tried smoking crack, to know it’s not the best move, lol)? • We live between the balance of “preferred” and “we have to go through it, to get to it”. • #poetry #poet #poets #poem #poetsofinstagram #prose #poetcommunity #write #writer #writersofinstagram #writingcommunity #writing #writersofIG #spokenword #spokenwordpoetry #relationship #poetsofig #poetsofinstagram #lapoetry #lapoets #micropoetry #haiku at Huntington Beach, California

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@justthatstarwarschick

Come touch my soul Cut me open Break my ribs with your bare hands Pure strength Hold my heart Feel it pulsing, beating, in your hands Feel the blood trickle past your fingers. . . . . . #poetry #poem #freeverse #hellopoetry #poet #poetrycommunity #poetryporn #darkpoetry #darkpoem #dark #creepy #poemsofinstagram

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@gubc76

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@minstrelsy_poesy

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@jayanaputri_simanjuntak

Sudahlah... tidak usah engkau ratapi.... esok atau lusa, jika itu milikmu akan kembali. . . #poem #poetry #wonderfulindonesia #vacation #backpackerindonesia #mytrip #lovemylife #picstory #picdaily #likeforlikes #

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@_jessie.michelle_

“I spent yesterday chasing down the day before. Running after memories you had dropped along the way. I ran. I ran as fast as I could to collect them. To keep them from becoming one with the earth. I prayed that someday you would want them back, and so I held on to them. Buried them deep in my pockets. Locked them away for a day with enough rain to remind you of how dry your heart had become without me. But that was yesterday. Today, today I am running after myself. Circling the globe to find answers to the questions that I am asking. I chase after the light that keeps me going. It’s always one step ahead. Just far enough for me to keep reaching, and close enough for me to taste. I have planted our memories. Buried them so deep below the surface that by the time they sprout above the earth, I will be gone. I couldn’t toss them aside. Send them away only to be forgotten. No, they deserved a proper burial. They died with our love, there will be no resurrection. A part of me has left with them. But I have finally seen the brilliance in walking alone. One set of foot prints has never looked so tempting. There is no confusion in my path. No questions lingering behind. Just empty shoulders and a heart full of hope.” . . #jessiemichelle #bodypositive #poem #collage #emotion #selflove #dreamer #typewriterpoetry #art #poetryporn #womenwhowrite #igwriters #love #writer #selfrespect #femaleempowerment #feminism #heartbreak #quotesofinstagram #lovequotes #quotesoftheday #poetryisnotdead #quotesgram #life #lovely #lifestyle #blogger #verseoftheday #quotesaboutlove #sadpoem

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@owensesaldo

- Just beautiful The clouds are majestic Hints of life and freedom Sense of envy I could stare all day But the clouds won't Colors fade Days end Suns set And life ceases No point holding on Must keep moving Be grateful Only change is constant We are forever changing Embrace it Have one last look And let go - #poetry #poems #poem #writers #writer #poetsofig #poetsofinstagram #igpoets #writerscommunity #writersofig #writersofinstagram #writerslife #life #skyline #photo #photooftheday #naturephotography #mobilephotography #photography #change #instagram #light #shadow #fatpoet

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@fortythree_writing

Lock & Key at Brooklyn, New York

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@neon_daybreak

at Kyiv, Ukraine

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@crimptheedges

A nice wee poem I found in the back of an old library book. Thanks V.A for giving me something nice to read in the library for once 📘

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@howivibe

Alot of people might think " If I die now or If i was in an accident then maybe people will start to care or treat me like they are supposed to" But we should not not wish harm on ourselves because people treat us ill. They should be able to love us without guilt. - Jaz • • #thegoodquote #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #instagramwriters #writerssociety #writersworld #communityofpoets #girlswhowrite #poetess #poets #poemsporn #poetryisart #howivibe #poemsvibe #mood #poem #love #art #relationship #photography #beauty #lifestyle #sad #motivation #feelings #hurt #caption #like4like #likeforlike

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@elleborwriter

******************************************* The rolls and swerves of heartbreak is the silent making of self abduction What is failed at being articulated is roared loudly in the deep trenches within us That is a misfortune, how we beg to be seen to be heard from outside of us by blind eyes and deaf ears For which the expanse of our pain is clearly unfitting And one day, it just happens when we can’t run away from it Just there, in the clock ticks of our waking hours as an eerie phantom in our sleep This agony that cuts through our viscera Remember? The weight that we so desperately begged the world to take away We seize them to bury back into our own unsuitable faculties Pity really, how only a few understand that it is a mistake To think of our mind’s prowess as this sanctuary Where we could rest our embattled souls But the longer this solitude steeps within its walls, we become its unwitting prisoners And friend, this is how we get lost in a way that cannot be found Elle Bor

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@elleborwriter

PMS poetry ************************************************************ It’s inevitable to sprawl here dismembered Chest ripped open Skin torn apart Eyes gouged out In this sacrilegious bargaining For my liberty Dying to be cured from this festering lunacy, Perversely, you seem to have my futures rewritten The way you ache to be present but never there Or how you only love the rain when there’s a roof over your head You are no friend to the lines on my palms Walking in with love in intent but always a slaughter in outcome You must understand why I have to do this Why fate brought me to this gory submission You see, I’ve written an ocean of words in your name Left messages in bottles that never made it in your hands It was always me love, robbing words for your offering That little girl on the driftwoods at dusk Hoping Pondering about how it feels to receive them Is now the woman who knows better than to believe that the sun only sets in one part of the world And it’s killing me you know, this gut twisting blade searing chest piercing infliction But what’s a little carnage for a place in someone else’s poetry? Yes, at last And I hope you don’t blink just don’t, Take a paltry sip of your scotch instead I want you to bear witness the moment when you finally lost me... Elle Bor

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@elleborwriter

******************************************* The end of this flight is inescapable When all that was set asunder find their way back into the brew Into their putrefaction all the ache and torment that your love left behind And to be crude, Oh the agony of medicating with hot bodies hands and lips To kill the hurt that’s far beyond their reach Perhaps, the right drug for the wrong ailment Pardon my mistake I am really just an apothecary for self infliction Guarding this oath of no casualties Yet unable to explain the cadavers trailing at my heels It’s time, bravery calls to my desiccated heart I have to endure it now, this tidal wave of your absence its authenticity its permanence I scream before the flood gates open “Gone forever.” Soon you’ll be But this misery feels more like freedom when it once had the power to drown and nobody makes it to this region alive Maybe it was the numb that taught me how to fight or maybe this strength, is from the blood in my hands Nonetheless, I have come so far to be the same woman you used to love... Elle Bor

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@elleborwriter

*************************************************************It’s just like this the semblance of silence to noise Right in the midst of the crowd I hear it, cries reverberating across the jarring stillness in the air These were the words I slandered in the name of our love Fearing that I’ll soon forget the rhymes that don’t deserve to be remembered No, they don’t affect me anymore And yes, I can’t write anymore This block has cured me This block has wounded me I am no longer a prisoner Yet I’m not free But at least I figured out the parallels between this poison and my poetry They’re concocted out of you... -Elle Bor

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@elleborwriter

Al Fin ************************************************************ Maybe if it wasn’t quiet I would know that we were over but that’s the sad thing about our end I missed the part when it began Yet the silence didn’t ward off the permanence this finality of you and me I can only tell you about the ache the invisible blow that was unparalleled until it showed on my purple skin A fever breaking in the unsuspecting stillness of the morning An awakening bitterness of black coffee on ones rolled veins Being drunk while sober A surrendering of the day to the dark evening and not getting the moon in return The dirt over the coffin Forever and definitely Don’t ask if it still hurts Don’t ask which sharp object sliced through my flesh The knife has been there this whole time it was only a matter of which way to twist it to... Elle Bor

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