Sylvia Plath has nothing on me She told the world, anyone that cared about her woes and little wins, in poems that sold copies and some that were shared i tell the world and anyone that can read my poems stories of other people, hiding bits of myself in them the world did not care enough, they lost a kindred soul She tried, you could see in her stanzas and verses that she did everyday with every line in her little book she fought the ghosts that would haunt her and call her they never stopped, they haunted and haunted her till she said yes yes to them and no to the world that could care less yes to the ghosts that came to see her everyday with every line no to the world that had eyes but couldn't see her slipping away Sylvia Plath has nothing on me not yet -nsoul Sylvia plath #steps

Sylvia plath #steps #poem

Sylvia Plath has nothing on me
She told the world, anyone that cared
about her woes and little wins, in poems
that sold copies and some that were shared
i tell the world and anyone that can read my poems
stories of other people, hiding bits of myself in them
the world did not care enough, they lost a kindred soul
She tried, you could see in her stanzas and verses that she did
everyday with every line in her little book
she fought the ghosts that would haunt her and call her
they never stopped, they haunted and haunted her till she said yes
yes to them and no to the world that could care less
yes to the ghosts that came to see her everyday with every line
no to the world that had eyes but couldn't see her slipping away
Sylvia Plath has nothing on me
not yet
-nsoul Sylvia plath

#steps

Aaliya Bashir

Mad Girl's Love Song by Sylvia Plath #SpanishLove

Alok Vishwakarma "आर्ष"

आँख को कर बन्द निज मन हिन व्यथा को तर्ज़ दे करती रहूँ जो कह रहा दिल त्रस्त नज़राना... आज जीने की तमन्ना छोड़ कर बढ़ मैं चली उस लोक को जो ज़िन्दगी भर रहा अनजाना... To Sylvia Plath... My Dedication... As A Poet... #alokstates #yqbaba #yqdidi #immortal #words #burdensofdream #lifelessons #sylviaplath

To Sylvia Plath... My Dedication... As A Poet... #alokstates #yqbaba #yqdidi #immortal #words #burdensofdream #lifelessons #SylviaPlath

आँख को कर बन्द
निज मन हिन व्यथा को तर्ज़ दे
करती रहूँ जो कह रहा
दिल त्रस्त नज़राना...
आज जीने की तमन्ना
छोड़ कर बढ़ मैं चली
उस लोक को जो ज़िन्दगी
भर रहा अनजाना... To Sylvia Plath... My Dedication... As A Poet...

#alokstates #yqbaba #yqdidi #immortal #words #burdensofdream #lifelessons #sylviaplath

Ahmad

“Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.” —Sylvia Plath “Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.”

“Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.”

Black Guy

My life being like the darkness of the dungeons, in all hues of blues I remembered to smile. Absorbing all rays, charring me. Oft times I smiled at my loved ones, alas! receiving the nonchalant smirks. For every love's stimuli, it responded With red rage and consigns . Like the refugees of the outskirts, castigated and looked down upon. Vanishing were images in photographs, In the album that was close to my heart. I wish the hiraeth exists for me too! Contrary,i'm on excavation for the home . I live by feeding morsels of wistful sham, The daggers clenched by the same blood Pierced my heart whenever I embraced them. But Still masquerading smiles and convalescence, Revolving around the sun with the earth, Being the same ,like bag of sand, pummeled. I leaked down to ashes , Vanishing somewhere in the vast sky, With the wreath on my grave standing by. ©black guy Like and share and highlight. Ummm that's a poem very close to me. Don't plagiarise. It's kind of a dark poetry. If you like reading dar

Like and share and highlight. Ummm that's a poem very close to me. Don't plagiarise. It's kind of a dark poetry. If you like reading dar #peace #Dark #black #darkpoetry #yqbaba #yqdidi #repost

My life being like the darkness of the dungeons,
in all hues of blues I remembered to smile.
Absorbing all rays, charring me.
Oft times I smiled at my loved ones,
alas! receiving the nonchalant smirks.

For every love's stimuli, it responded
With red rage and consigns .
Like the refugees of the outskirts,
castigated and looked down upon.
Vanishing were images in photographs,
In the album that was close to my heart.
I wish the hiraeth exists for me too!
Contrary,i'm on excavation for the home .

I live by feeding morsels of wistful sham,
The daggers clenched by the same blood
Pierced my heart whenever I embraced them.
But Still masquerading smiles and
convalescence,

Revolving around the sun with the earth,
Being the same ,like bag of sand, pummeled.
I leaked down to ashes ,
Vanishing somewhere in the vast sky,
With the wreath on my grave standing by.
©black guy Like and share and highlight.
Ummm that's a poem very close to me.
Don't plagiarise.

It's kind of a dark poetry. If you like reading dar

Vishal Raj

ohk ...poems poems

sangeeta banerjee

Waiting for the moment When moments become memories When memories come back in dreams When dreams sees reality When reality is in the moment. #Escapades - POEMS #poems

#Escapades - POEMS #poems

Waiting for the moment

When moments become memories
When memories come back in dreams
When dreams sees reality
When reality is in the moment. #Escapades - POEMS #poems

sangeeta banerjee

One that discovers you And makes you walk the unknown paths Holding your hands While letting your Heart and Mind wander Among hills and plains In love and hurt Here and Yonder. @Escapades-POEMS #poems

@Escapades-POEMS #poems

One that discovers you
And makes you walk the unknown paths
Holding your hands
While letting your
Heart and Mind wander
Among hills and plains
In love and hurt
Here and Yonder. @Escapades-POEMS #poems

अपना तराना

#Poetry #Poetry #poems #poems #

sangeeta banerjee

Smile A gift That never cares for money That is full of care That shares a story Of wondrous love That's instant No colour Nor creed It compares It's happiness To repair A broken string Of the heart Or broken love That remains uncared. #Escapades-POEMS #poems #nojoto

#Escapades-POEMS #poems nojoto

Smile A gift

That never cares for money
That is full of care
That shares a story
Of wondrous love
That's instant
No colour
Nor creed
It compares
It's happiness
To repair
A broken string
Of the heart
Or broken love
That remains uncared. #Escapades-POEMS #poems #nojoto

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