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Healing doesn’t come with the softness of petals or the sweetness of honey. Sometimes, healing is stretching yourself until you break apart. Picking and carving. Healing is often demanding. Of tears, of patience and of strength.♥️♥️♥️ . ••HEALING•• . . . . So don’t worry if your healing isn’t wrapped up in pretty paper. It’s okay ♥️♥️ xxxx ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Follow the hashtag❤❤❤ #dottypoetry for more •••••••••••••••••••••••••••• . Turn on post notifications to support :) It would mean the world to me. . . #poetry #poem #poet #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #writing #poetsofig #writer #dottypoetry #poetrycommunity #poems #wordporn #writersofig #herworldisgold #spilledink #someaddictedtales #typewriter #prose #poets #creativewriting #instapoem #writers #write #writerscommunity #instapoetry #writingcommunity #spokenword #poetryisnotdead #sixdaysofselflove

New writing in the works! Heres a sneak peek... Have you nabbed your copy of #TheRabbitHoleOfYou yet?? If not, why not? Time to get caught up in time for the new pieces to be released in 2019! Im still amazed at the amount of men and women of various age groups messaging to tell me how they were affected by this book... For some, it has been a trip down memory lane of lovers gone; for others, a sense of closure they never received. This is me... is the most humbling response to this body of work so far that I keep hesring... Either way, every bit counts, and I cant wait to hear what YOU think! Thank you always for your genuine love and support. Head on over to Amazon or check the link in my IG bio to purchase your copy now in paperback or on Kindle, just in time for the holidays... Give a gift of love or gift yourself a few moments of escape :) #writingcommunity #write #writers #writer #writersofig #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetry #poetsofig #poem #prose #thoughts #musings #words #wordplay #igpoetry #book #goodreads #bookstoread #bookstagrammer #instagood #love #lovequotes #poetryisnotdead #ddvwrites

The best fall ❤ . Words @keeper_poetry ■■■■■■■■■■■

О микробах раньше ничего не знали. И хохотали над учеными, которые рассказывали о крошечных зверушках, вызывающих болезни. И были диагнозы, которые нам показались бы дикими: «умер от несчастной любви», «заболела от разбитого сердца», «впал в чахотку от разочарования». Это были обычные медицинские заключения обычных докторов. И все было совершенно понятно. Потом микробов все-таки признали; но по-прежнему было понятно — эти злые зверушки нападают на тех, кто грустен и покинут. И арабские врачи тысячи лет назад рекомендовали к больному доставить объект его любви. Привести любимого человека, доставить, хоть из-за тридевяти земель. А пока идёт караван — показывать портреты любимого или читать стихи о воссоединении любящих. Тогда ещё были портреты дозволены, в далекой доисламской древности. И это я к тому, что потом и отцы психоанализа твердили — болезнь направлена на кого-то. На кого-то любимого, важного, значимого. И решение конфликта в отношениях ведёт к исцелению. В общем, лучшее лекарство — любимый человек. Даже если любовь тайная, неважно. Но даже его портрет облегчит состояние; а внимание и нежность — полностью исцелят. Если кто-то болеет, его недостаточно любят. И в душе — тоска по любимому. И в десятках пожеланий выздоровления человек ищет одно, самое важное для него… Пусть найдёт. Найдёт и выздоровеет🙏Пусть ему позвонит или напишет тот, кто может его исцелить☀️И о ком втайне плачет сердце ❣ #Кирьянова #heart #me #love #instadaily #photooftheday #followme #smile #winter #swag #instalike #poetry #ukraine #prose #relax #любовь #woman #fashion #like4like #follow #instagood #amazing #cute #girls #bestoftheday #happy #blonde #l4l #beautiful #likeforlike

It’s been a busy few days in the creation of #hermomentsinbetween ✨ I’m entering the @anzphotobookaward to challenge myself and the deadline for files is this coming Monday. I’ll be sharing more after I get everything completed - but safe to say, I’m so excited to share! 📖

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Title: “why do you write poetry?” - - Some quotes here are from Shinji Moon’s book, ain’t mine. Check out my ao3: zodiacriver COMMISSION OPEN #writes #writersofinstagram #writing #writings #writer #writers #metaphor #simile #boring #story #fiction #prose #nonfiction #poetry #poem #poet #poetic #writers_around #communityofpoetry #fiction #fictional

Кому назначен тёмный жребий, Над тем не властен хоровод #prose #стихи #русский_поэт #foto #цитата #black #черное_и_белое #рукожопый_фотограф

קונסטרוקטיביות היא נסיעת האוטובוס ברחבי עיר. #prose #shortprose #poetrysociety #photography #city #telaviv

• Whenever you left me in the darkness, I just felt like its my mistake. Whenever you said I love you, I felt like I wanted to stay . You never wanted that. You never wanted us. That day I realized i was stuck in your maze! I still want to have you in my heartbeat, But you will never understand it! You thought me how to live with some dreams and some whims ! I just wanted love. I just wanted us; but you left me somewhere babe! But what if I did this to you? Can you take it as your fate ?!? Thank you for the moment we share, Where I was only your clay! I saw you cry for the break up. So please dont say it was all just a play! ____________________________ Follow @writes_for_souls ____________________________ 😍😍😍 ...!!! Follow @writes_for_souls@featuredpoems #writing #poetry #writer #writersofinstagram #quotes #love #poetsofinstagram #poem #poetrycommunity #poet #words #poems #writersofig #wordporn #writerscommunity #art #quoteoftheday #quote #spilledink #poetsofig #writers #writingcommunity #poetryisnotdead #creativewriting #instapoet #write #prose #lovequotes #letherfly #writerscommunity #writers #writersofinstagram #featuredpoems @featuredpoem

Maybe I am falling.

i haven’t been on because it’s now finals week starting tomorrow so i’ve been swamped. i hope this poem makes sense to those that read it. i practically think in metaphors lol. #poetry #writersofinstagram #wordporn #writersofig #quotestagram #thoughts #instawriters #inspirationalquotes #poetsofinstagram #stories #igwriters #wordswag #wordsofwisdom #writer #poetrycommunity #poet #poem #igwritersclub #quotes #writing #poems #love #writerscommunity #newyorkcity #nycpoetry #nycpoet #nycpoetrycommunity #nycpoets #prose

Красный жемчуг

Feeling a bit like this. . . Really which shady corner do you crawl inside to weep away the emptiness when all you will ever have to offer is yourself and that too is so messy and imperfect, its an embarrassment. . . In other words, 😂 I dont belive youre a real person if youve not been at the point where you end up being rejected by yourself. . . Ps, I know my posts nowadays feel like a whiny diary... But belive me... My diary is not whiny and its always going to be too scary, dark, twisted and crazy to be read by the devil himself... So not thats just whining. Nothing personal 😏

More than the frogs who emerge after every tragedy that makes head lines on social media or the ones who knowingly or unknowingly contribute to someones misery, Imconcerned about the people who arent bullies who talk about mental health, their own journey with mental illness and tell people how they coped and advise on how to cope. Ive seen countless bloggers and social media influencers and random people discussing depression, mental illness and the funny thing is every other person out there who FOUGHT DEPRESSION or has BEEN THROUGH it is a self diagnosed sad excuse of a person misguiding and actually harming those around. Mental illness is called illness for a reason, its not your situation, its not your emotion, its disease. Depression is a CLINICAL disease. Im sorry but you dont have depression or any other mental illess because you have suffered at hands of harshness that makes you upset and sad, not all sadness is mental illness, stop stating your struggle with day to day life as a parallel to depression. A disease is diagnosed people! And its insanely dangerous if you are posting things about how you went through a bad time and overcame depressions or etc. Youre fooling people into believing it can be cured on your own. If I ever felt I was facing depression, the first thing Id do is get an appointment with a psychiatrist and then go from there. And instead of claiming that youll BE THERE for someone, or that youve BEEN THERE by some miraculous one day masters in psychiatry that led to your self diagnosis, PLEASE if you care for someone who is struggling, guide them in the right direction! Hearing it out wont cure the disease. Trying to make someone happy wont cure the disease! Happy people suffer from it and fall prey to it too! If you really want to do something besides the obvious ie to not be the reason someone starts finding death less painful than life, if you really want to be there... Cut out with the crap and take the right steps, dont act like a medical expert when youre not. Philosophy isnt the cure to mental illness, a blog post on how you dealt with a temporary phase of sadness isnt either! 🙏🙏🙏🙏

میرے دل کا یہ عالم بھی عجب ہے کہ جس پر آ گیا آیا بہت ہے.. . Constantly stuck in a loop of days, when misery and ecstasy plague my mind together with each one fighting to take complete charge of me. What these mortal enemies dont know is their vessel had been abandoned ages ago by a barren soul as it fled for the caves to hide, to wilt in solitude until its no longer a crime to wear your own skin, until the day theres no sword resting against your neck preventing you from being you. ©A.D . . . . Black is all I ever want to wear😅🤞 . . Question: how much effort is too much effort?

جو دیکھتا ہوں وہی بولنے کا عادی ہوں میں اپنے شہر کا سب سے بڑا فسادی ہوں . . I wanted to wait, for the right time, for the safest moment, for opportunities to come. I already have spent years waiting for things to become good again, for my faith in people to revive, for this constant aching to finally leave me alone and pass on to someone who deserves it. But the world doesnt work that way, you dont get what you deserve, happiness, opportunity, freedom all these things they wont come knocking, people wont wait for you to come and receive the parcel someone left on your porch, they will seize it before you in fact they will stay awake nights just to take away what could be your only hope. Now I dont want to  wait anymore I just want to embrace. Ive spent life hiding who I am waiting for a time I am stronger enough to be me without fearing for my wellbeing, Ive silenced myself against everything I disagreed with because I was waiting for a day I would be free to say what I feel, to live like I want, to be the person who made me happy. I am done waiting, I am done giving a damn about the displeasure of everyone around me. They cannot promise me another life where I will get to thrive as who I am, this short time is all I have and I would rather regret than waste this one chance. Im done giving up on my plans, my freedom, my joy, my contentment until someday when the waters are calm. The only calm that exists lies beyond the storm and waiting on the shore for the sun to shine again wont get me there. I am tired of being stranded in safety, its like being trapped in a small cardboard box and being claustrophobic, you know that  nothing will be able to harm you in here but the darkness, the loneliness, the silence and most of all the soul inside you that is starving for experiences this big beautiful world has to offer start poisoning you from the inside. My safety has become the greatest enemy of my sanity and I will not keep postponing the things I deserve and the things that really make me happy just to retain this false sense of security no one but people who have sold away their rights to growth in exchange for this safety are trying to keep me in. ©A.D

Bits from the pits of remorse. ©A.D

Q: What is the one thing you cant have enough of? . . Throwback to when I fell in love with this illustration by @tano.motisi

A while ago I had stopped loving colors, my mind kept persuading me to turn everything black, white or grey. All the other shades seemed to be made for everyone but me. Thats when I understood the importance of self love. You need it, more than anything else for your own sanity, safety and survival. When you stop seeing reasons to love yourself, you start doubting other peoples reasons to love you too. Thus I took a step back, picked out all the negativity from inside me and threw it out only to find slow bursts of numerous hues coming back to life and turning me into a piece of art, maybe not tasteful enough for others but definitely colorful enough to make me happy. ©A.D

Whats the closest youve gotten to walking in someone elses shoes?

If I lay here, If I just lay here, Would you lie with me and just forget the world... . Forget what were told, Before we get too old, Show me a garden thats bursting into life... . . . . We tried the take photos with flowers in your hair thing. @ishrat5255

Time never feed faster. ©A.D . . . . Tag someone you can converse with all the time and never get tried.

What is love? Tipsy asked warily. Well, to love is to care. Autumn replied. We care for many but we dont love them all! Tipsy pointed. Yes, but the ones we love, we care for them without and beyond reason. Autumn explained. That means to love is to erase the line separating reason from the unjustifiable. Tipsy exclaimed. I havent seen that line in ages. Autumn smiled. Because it never existed for you! Tipsy retorted. . . . Picture credits @ishrat5255 .©The Questions of Tipsy by A.D

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