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boysonbeach: A little something I edited, and put together for you. ;) But… Thank you Danny, thank you for choosing me. For being with me. I know this might not be right to do in a Tumblr post, but I really care about you. And it feels like we
“To Santa Claus and Little Sisters†is the title of this poem. It was written in the 1960s by an  Anonymous 15 year old boy, 2 years before he committed suicide. Steven Chbosky (The perks of being a wallflower) used this poem in the Perks Of Being
“Hello there! I just finished reading this incredible book of poems, ‘milk and honey’, written by an amazing woman, Rupi Kaur. When I first saw the illustration under this poem, a chain of thoughts led me to thinking about this blog. And by the
This next writer is a recent discovery. Hers is a very vibrant, seductive, often romantic Tumblr. I hope to persuade her (with copious amounts of cajoling) to read some of her poetry and prose for Erotic Storybook Saturday sometime. Making her Library
cannibalqueenx: edgarwrights: Neil Hilborn’s fucking amazing spoken-word poem - OCD listen here, this man took my heart and ripped it out of my chest and then threw it at a wall w this poem heartbreak.
thorntom: I love this poem, but it always reminds me of my ex, she had it written out and stuck on the wall next to her bed… I would read it, whenever there we were laid on her bed and there was a lul in conversation, I still know her favourite lines
this-day-in-baseball: Baseball has perhaps more traditions than any other sport known to man. I began my own tradition 22 years ago when I read this poem to my 10-month-old daughter on Opening Day. I have read this poem to my kids every Opening Day since
This was written by an either grader.
This is my favorite poem ever. I wish it would happen to me…;-)
ace-anonymous:This is a personal post, so please don’t self promote
This too is bloody brilliant and beautiful and shit. Phonetic Spit.
zombiebondage: Some poems from “B Is for Bad Poetry” by Pamela August Russell
This needs a title By KH.
orgasmictipsforgirls: “Hello there! I just finished reading this incredible book of poems, ‘milk and honey’, written by an amazing woman, Rupi Kaur. When I first saw the illustration under this poem, a chain of thoughts led me to thinking about
This is how bored I was at work tonight....
Excerpt draft from a collection of erotic and violent poems that will form the literature and myths of the world in Caruso. Leave me a comment! Wyvrk and Geld A Poem in Fragments Taken from the folios of the final Stygian Monastery, this poem lays
I love this. ♡.KT
vicesandviagra:cisbender:when an artist wants to show you their art or a writer wants you to read what they’ve written it’s quite often an expression of trust because a poem or a story or a painting are often things that come from the heart little
I was going through old journals and found this poem and laughed a bunch. When I was 15 through 17, I use to perform slam poetry. Apparently I’ve always been a sex obsessed little fucker. And apparently I also thought I was Rico Suave. “My
metalgirlysolid: boomerbuzzard: notchicken: I hate the internet. I hate how this poem doesn’t need to be finished but it has 13.9k retweets and 21.1k likes. Everyone knows how this poem ends and I hate it Violets are Blue Michael Jackson sang Thriller
genociderfukawa: cryingcucumber: the poet who did the cow poem also did this Nice Guy Poem, its great. Poem_for_your_sprog is the best reddit user
boomerbuzzard: notchicken: I hate the internet. I hate how this poem doesn’t need to be finished but it has 13.9k retweets and 21.1k likes. Everyone knows how this poem ends and I hate it Violets are Blue Michael Jackson sang Thriller
admhawthorne: iamrushin: boomerbuzzard: notchicken: I hate the internet. I hate how this poem doesn’t need to be finished but it has 13.9k retweets and 21.1k likes. Everyone knows how this poem ends and I hate it Violets are Blue Michael Jackson
storybookprincess:suddenly remembered this poem as i was making breakfast this morning & frantically googled “poem remembered to buy eggs?????????” & somehow managed to find it & it utterly knocked the wind out of me just as much as when
notchicken:I hate the internet. I hate how this poem doesn’t need to be finished but it has 13.9k retweets and 21.1k likes. Everyone knows how this poem ends and I hate it
futureoliviapope: THIS IS SO IMPORTANT
nedlittle:i was tasked with creating a shakespeare scene/monologue using only lines from other plays + ended up getting a perfect 100 for this lmao @jeynegrey told me to post this so i had to comply (annotations under the cut) Keep reading
i wrote this.This poem is entirely mai own fault.
writeworld: Writer’s Block A picture says a thousand words. Write them. Mission: Write a story, a description, a poem, a metaphor, a commentary, or a critique about this picture. Write something about this picture. Be sure to tag writeworld in your
aw-hawkeye-no:this-onegoes:- Blythe BairdMe, chewing on my Bad Decisions™ Bagel in the corner:The Universe: What’s that in your mouth?Me, chewing faster:The Universe: I said, WHAT THE FUCK IS IN YOUR MOUTH
angelslant:tumblr is so like. meaningless. just clicking around. reading lil poem fragments. reblogging things just bcuz the vibe is good. seeing the same paintings on the dash 5 times in a day. making my little 2 note posts. love it here.
A man with OCD recites a poem about his one true love. It’s heartbreaking.
heartlesshippie: deceptivecadence: To My Love. That is perhaps, too suggestive. “Oh this is great my love is a giant spurting hydrant! Why don’t we just go back to the garden hose?!?!”
yourroyalpenis: correctly: bipolarmasterpiece: johnnycakesswheatson: the boy who inspired this poem was in the audience. tell me this girl is not the bravest. “you just want me to be that girl, the girl who everyone wants to sleep with but
Dudes are so annoying during sex like you want me to do poem shit when you have regular dick...you want me to bounce I promise you don't have enough dick for me to hop too much. Wanna Fuck me on a wall?! Your dick is going to fall out! Like stop getting
Poem about boobs
this tame love
thicklet: Ations by Shel Silverstein. My favorite poem and future feet tattoos. With this, I welcome you to my tumbl abode :) * now i finally know the name of this wonderful author/cartoonist. YIPEEE
LETS END THIS STORY RIGHT BACK WE ALL BE FRIENDS AGAIN, IN THIS NEW WORLD Where this only just begin INSIDE YOUR NEW EYES
I made this poem a few days ago when I was depressed, Feel free to scroll past this
the-red-scarf-guy replied to your post: I made this poem a few days ago when I was depressed, Feel free to scroll past this It was really deep and it made me feel kind of inspired… You can do a good poet out of yourself :) thanks, but this poem is
sonoanthony: r3al-friends: restintorment: “I want her back so bad… I leave the door unlocked. I leave the lights on.” (x) This fucking poem. this poem, smh. Saddest thing ever ima go watch it
eronthebender: boomerbuzzard: notchicken: I hate the internet. I hate how this poem doesn’t need to be finished but it has 13.9k retweets and 21.1k likes. Everyone knows how this poem ends and I hate it Violets are Blue Michael Jackson sang Thriller
guywithamohawk: notchicken: I hate the internet. I hate how this poem doesn’t need to be finished but it has 13.9k retweets and 21.1k likes. Everyone knows how this poem ends and I hate it This is that next level poetry! *snaps fingers*
thepoettree: “That Girl” - Alysia Harris Such a powerful poem, if you are a woman you definitely should listen to this poem. Just listen and you will understand why. LOVE this poem. So strong.
knivesandglitter: cannibalqueenx: edgarwrights: Neil Hilborn’s fucking amazing spoken-word poem - OCD listen here, this man took my heart and ripped it out of my chest and then threw it at a wall w this poem Shit this was intense.
All this burning lightI prefer the darkness it fills me with fright I prefer blandness Of the night Without the burning And suffering Of all that light Give me the safe dark environment And a lot of time to spend Without any light
What wouldn’t I give For your warm body Against mine In this cold time
lost-veins: “…this poem must be written as if you are already dead, as if nothing more can be done or said to save you. You must write this poem because there’s nothing more to do.” — Margaret Atwood, from Selected Poems II: 1976 - 1986 (via
If you can correctly pronounce every word in this poem, you will be speaking English better than 90% of the native English speakers in the world. After trying the verses, a Frenchman said he'd prefer six months of hard labour to reading six lines aloud.
novub: hey @ fellow pakistanis. i’ve been in tears all day so here are some things that might soothe your heart a little bit (they’ve helped me) this poem (lab pe aati hai dua) this gahne (umeed-e-sahar) another poem (this is actually has been used
get this famous
I'm done with this blog.
This poem makes my eyes water every single time. I’ve been watching it for months.
tigersjawdesire: Dylan Thomas: “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Goodnight.”
