Post via fragmentpoetry about when you can't hear your name what if you were a Sun

and you learnt for the first time

that in your night

you couldn’t touch back and now the cold

becomes like summer rain

a... Post via fragmentpoetry

Post via fragmentpoetry What touching water reminds me of: Time passing by and noticing time again

Being exposed to direct sunlight after being in the shade

Kindness you didn’t know about now in your... Post via fragmentpoetry

Post via fragmentpoetry three stories about the time i counted with one hand i once

wrote a poem

but wished

it was a title

so it could

be in one line

like the horizon seven

is the number

that... Post via fragmentpoetry

Post via fragmentpoetry twice said and eyes once acid but this is the third time I close my eyes two lemons and

two paper plates

in your hands

but one paperclip

in mine that inner romantic

that can... Post via fragmentpoetry

Post via fragmentpoetry on the creative process I crumble

a piece of paper I stop

what I am doing

to look at it it reminds me of

the shape of my heart Post via fragmentpoetry

Post via fragmentpoetry things that happen in my mind(:) in the middle of a sentence

you realize you’re due

another language

another ground

another time on the roof of this place

or on the roof of... Post via fragmentpoetry

Post via fragmentpoetry i wrote a poem everyday and i learned the following(:) there is

no waiting there is

only the road and there is

no time on the road Post via fragmentpoetry

Post via fragmentpoetry four letters about noticing you like walls do sunflowers stand

on your arms like crows

in rows

they are colored like honey your attention molds

it sets

it doesn’t sit alone Post via fragmentpoetry

Post via fragmentpoetry would you visit a river alone? this is heavy this needs

more than I have so

I’ll drag it until it digs itself

a hole this is now

a river bank I now carve water is this my

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