28 Jul 2026, 20:40 UTC≈4,760 views79 reactionsread 27 September 2026 "Arrogant! Arrogant!"
I might be arrogant.
I won't be polite,
or do anything
just because you might.
Rubbish is what
you spit out, not me.
I will speak with all I have.
Try and stop me.
Worth—something
I don't ever seek.
Why would I?
You pretend to care;
I don't even try.
No cage can ever
trap the wrath I bear.
Do not provoke me—
I don't fear.
Arrogant, arrogant—
I'll stay arrogant.
Dust and dirt?
Then let me be…
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27 Jul 2026, 08:04 UTC≈4,590 views19 reactionsread 27 September 2026 Forwarded from @swordnerd
Some rules come early. You don’t remember choosing them.
There was a crossing I used to pass by.
A few planks over a break in the ground, edges worn smooth.
Someone had carved a warning into the wood. It had faded, but it stayed.
A bird kept to that spot most days.
If anything came close when the water pushed higher, it would step forward,
just enough to make them stop.
One afternoon, something small came up the path…
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20 Jul 2026, 12:38 UTC≈5,070 views39 reactionsread 27 September 2026 Forwarded from @ampheus
typo
it's funny how
the loss of
a forgotten rhyme
pricks me more,
than the loss
of the one
i meant to
write it for.
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20 Jul 2026, 07:13 UTC≈5,030 views85 reactionsread 27 September 2026 Dear Competitive Exam,
I know...
This is probably the weirdest love letter you've ever received. People usually write love letters to a person. I chose the question paper. Our relationship has been complicated.
You never text first.
You never call.
You don't even tell me what chapters you'll ask from.
Yet somehow,
you occupy more space in my mind than any crush ever did.
Every morning I promise myself,
"Today I'll…
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19 Jul 2026, 15:48 UTC≈3,300 views26 reactionsread 27 September 2026 Forwarded from @swordnerd
There is a wall.
In its corner, a spider’s web,
paint peeling,
a ceiling damp with quiet decay.
There is a wall.
Long cracks running everywhere,
sunlight slipping through them,
trying to look inside.
Still it's standing,
holding the ceiling above its head.
There is a wall.
Between self-respect
and the weight of being looked down on.
Between peace of mind
and the echo of people laughing.
Between a life that could feel…
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16 Jul 2026, 04:33 UTC≈4,230 views81 reactionsread 27 September 2026 The Ugly Girl
They said she was ugly.
Not cruelly, of course.
No one stood in the town square
and announced her defects.
No laws were written against her.
No doors were locked.
There was simply
a little more warmth
for her sister.
A little more patience.
A little more pride.
A little more love.
And what is discrimination,
if not a thousand little mores
given to someone else?
Her sister fit perfectly
inside the …
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14 Jul 2026, 10:43 UTC≈3,440 views76 reactionsread 27 September 2026 Forwarded from @ishikaa369
when we die,
i hope we become
a part of the sky.
so every time it rains,
we are everywhere
we couldn't be
while we were alive.
& every time
the sky changes its colors,
it's just us
finding new ways
to stay beautiful.
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13 Jul 2026, 10:43 UTC≈3,820 views39 reactionsread 27 September 2026 If I Could Write it Again..
I could begin with
“once, we were infinite,”
but even infinity has an end.
There was a moment
quiet, unremarkable to the world
where your eyes met mine,
and the universe paused
just long enough
for me to believe in forever.
We weren't a fairytale.
Fairytales have spells,
and ours was all silence and slow unraveling.
It felt like poetry
written in a dying language
beautiful,
but no one …
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13 Jul 2026, 09:33 UTC≈3,650 views67 reactionsread 27 September 2026 If Love Ever Finds Me
I don't dream of Paris.
Or candles.
Or a sky filled with fireworks.
Give me a rainy evening,
your cold fingers searching for mine inside the pocket of my hoodie.
That is enough to convince me God still writes poetry.
I want to learn the geography of your existence.
The little scar you stopped noticing.
The way your voice becomes softer when sleep begins stealing your words.
The single strand …
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10 Jul 2026, 16:32 UTC≈3,800 views50 reactionsread 27 September 2026 Forwarded from @poemsofabdo
The Weight of Ordinary Things
No one warns you...
that absence first learns the shape of ordinary things.
A chair keeps facing the window
long after the conversations have retired.
A cup remembers the warmth
longer than the hands that borrowed it.
Dust is patient.
It never asks who left.
It simply settles
until every untouched surface
begins to resemble acceptance.
People think forgetting arrives like rain.
It…
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10 Jul 2026, 05:17 UTC≈3,810 views31 reactionsread 27 September 2026 The crows don’t come for the dead.
They come for what’s breathing
without being alive.
For people who smile cleanly
while something inside them
has been gone for years.
The bodies walk.
The rot stays.
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9 Jul 2026, 15:42 UTC≈4,190 views54 reactionsread 27 September 2026 Forwarded from @poetry_writing_poems
Where do you go
When you lose what was never yours?
When you live inside a mirage,
Where everything you reach for
Is always farther than it seems.
You remember the exact moment
You realized what you were holding
Was nothing but thorns.
Still, you smiled.
In that moment,
Pain meant nothing.
Now your hands
Carry the bruises,
Long after you've let go.
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