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  • finch_ 5w

    #words #wod
    I am not sure, if it makes sense.

    w r i t e r s b l o c k.

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    Words are the underrated existence,
    of all strong poems and stories
    you and I , read and write.

  • finch_ 7w

    Tired heart
    And
    Empty mind
    ,

    It's so freakin' funny, isn't it.

    Fighting writers block.

    #end

    19/10/2021

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    I fell many times
    Now, wild flowers grow in my lungs
    and my heart suffers - philophobia,
    "love" seems like a ghost that
    eats men and women
    and whisper " I'm forever "
    in their hearts,
    But leave after slicing heart into two.

    Now, it scares me,
    "love"
    when my heart leave my chest and
    sit on the shoulder of someone else,
    a dialogue of a flop movie rise
    in my mind and echoes in my ear ,
    " I thought that love would last for ever ; I was wrong"
    ©finch_

  • finch_ 7w

    I'm just trying to write.

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    Behind a broken heart
    there is b e a u t y
    made of sadness
    And
    Behind a heart
    there is nothingness
    made of b e a u t y
    ©finch_

  • finch_ 9w

    While Living on the brown earth
    I refuse to wear yellow ,
    Like a wood agree to be cut,
    and then brown doors in my house
    refuse to protect me.
    ©finch_

  • finch_ 9w

    Ik that it doesn't makes any sense... I'm honest this time.
    Trying to break writers block.

    #gravec

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    I buried myself in my heavy humanness
    and it buried me in grave of emptiness.
    ©finch_

  • finch_ 9w

    Temp

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    Silence but not the peace,
    Peace but not the silence.

  • finch_ 10w

    Perfectionism is a lie,

    #enso (maybe)
    #wod


    SENSELESS

    27.09.21

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    enso

    The statue of my imperfections
    is standing on the edge of my tongue
    whispering to the heart
    about the "unheard voices" of my scars,
    and the lies,
    "tongues of perfection"
    told about me.
    ©finch_

  • finch_ 10w

    Senselessness at its peak.


    26/09/2021


    I think . I write same thing again n again.

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    I was 7
    when
    I wrote
    Poetry
    for the first time
    I used to think
    poetries are the 'written silence'
    that screams after death

    I'm 17
    and I think
    poetries are screams
    written silently
    on pages ,
    on people ,
    on hearts,
    on graveyards,
    And
    on
    silence
    ©finch_

  • finch_ 10w

    Writers block


    Senseless... (:

    25/09/21

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    Suddenly


    I was a
    hunter
    And
    words
    were
    what

    I hunted.

  • finch_ 10w

    .

    #haiku #wod

    Ahh.


    First time tried writing haiku

    23.09.21

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    Rain whispered a poem
    to the sun and it gifted
    rainbow to the sky.
    ©finch_