"The heart that truly aches
For aching hearts
Will pump with a beat
Loud enough to wake the world"

- p.k. — compassion (25/07/14)
Source: youalonefilltheuniverse

"The TV said the planes have hit the buildings.
& I said Yes because you asked me to stay.
Maybe we pray on our knees because the lord
only listens when we’re this close
to the devil."

- Ocean Vuong, “Untitled (Blue, Green, & Brown): oil on canvas: Mark Rothko: 1952,” published in Triquarterly (via bostonpoetryslam)
Source: bostonpoetryslam

"Having to come to terms with the fact that everyone has their own emotions and they can promise that they will love you forever as much as they want but turn around the next day and say nothing more than a simple goodbye was one of the hardest lessons I’ve had to learn in life"

Source: incoloure

"I want
to kiss every inch of you,
light a fire
deep inside your ribs
where your soul sleeps;
I want
to be -
what awakens your spirit,
what sets your mind free."

- m.v., You seem to be all I want (and it scares me). (via findingwordsforthoughts)
Source: findingwordsforthoughts

"I have a mind to confuse things,
unite them, bring them to birth,
mix them up, undress them,
until the light of the world
has the oneness of the ocean,
a generous, vast wholeness,
a crepitant fragrance."

- Pablo Neruda, “Too Many Names” (via wordsnquotes)

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"love is more thicker than forget
more thinner than recall
more seldom than a wave is wet
more frequent than to fail

it is most mad and moonly
and less it shall unbe
than all the sea which only
is deeper than the sea

love is less always than to win
less never than alive
less bigger than the least begin
less littler than forgive

it is most sane and sunly
and more it cannot die
than all the sky which only
is higher than the sky

- e.e. cummings, “[love is more thicker than forget]” (via wordsnquotes)

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Source: wordsnquotes


Still, what I want in my life
is to be willing
to be dazzled—
to cast aside the weight of facts

and maybe even
to float a little
above this difficult world.


- Mary Oliver (via observando)
Source: observando
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on the nights she is not there, he sits in the swell of the moon, writes poetry about the way coffee clings to her teeth. she is a vinyl record lullaby, penny pressing the pin to her grooves, skipping over words & hours spent with the pillow cold, his arms aching chasms gasping for breath.


she spends her time repairing clocks, howling at lampposts that have long since burnt out, wrists a mess of poetry & pen ink. it’s the choking that she cannot stand, all this air and nothing but her heartbeat. it’s the way the stars scream across thousands of years and sear handprints on her thighs.


like the poets, we are dust & bones buried under the words we have but cannot say.


- Pas De Trois | d.a.s (via backshelfpoet)

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. by -joannablu kitchener- #flickstackr

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Last week was a good week in comics for me.
Hulk got a hiding and Thor took on a celestial. Uncanny Avengers #21

Source: towritecomicsonherarms