writers + poets

[image] we found each other that was never the problem time was the fiend always standing where the bridge should have been #vss365 #uropoet #fiend

[image] Morning #descends on my veranda, chaos, imperfection, coffee cupped in both palms. I remember that day we shared the morning rigmarole as equals. Time turned its wheel. We drifted. No more coffee, no more talk, only a silence with roots. #vss365

[image] Did you know colours define mood, a story of unvisualised emotion? When I understood this, I saw the color of numbers, lifetimes of togetherness, a #summit of painful separation. You and I narrate our stories, recite our pain on either side of day. #foxprose #vss365

[image] I found a #garden where nothing had died properly. Roses opened with blackened petals, their perfume sweet enough to make my teeth ache. Beneath them, the soil breathed. It moved whenever I stopped watching. I left the gate open. It had grown around my footprints. #vss365

[image] More often than not, I wonder if longing has a colour — maybe a hue of crimson, or a shade lighter than mikado yellow. I #toil and paint to the mood of the ache, then surrender to the subtleness of monochrome — the shade of my own shadow. #vss365

[image] linger with me before i go the easel glows as memories turn light shimmers through the air my heart still beats only for you #turn #uropoet #vss365 📸 @Amatoryq

[image] This stranded cord I won't cut; the fraying is its own rite now. Worn threads keep the wound half-shut, a knot in place of every vow. The frayed have ceremony: to hold what breaks, name who's gone. I tend the altar I have made of what we were, and carry on. #FoxProse @FoxProse

[image] The sea does not #embrace the cliff. It keeps returning until resistance becomes another shape of surrender. Nature has never confused patience with mercy. #vss365

[image] “Do you think the #creation of soulmates was to help us believe in loving more than one person?” “What do you mean?” “You’re my lover. He’s my soulmate. He knows me deeper than you do.” “What?” “You hold my heart. He holds my soul.” #vss365

[image] Every morning the moon appeared in a different place. Rivers changed direction, names migrated between people while they slept. The only #novel thing was a book that stubbornly kept the same account of my life. #vss365

[image] Pure #velocity unapologetically ripening with time #haiku #vss365

[image] #vss365 #love #life #uropoet days of longing we #partake quietly like a habit we never named the mind refuses rest but the body returns to the same fire not for the burn; for the need of it some days ask nothing grand just this: you stay your hand in mine steady until the

[image] One more step, a few more doubts, A slight #rift & chasm opens. One more step, a little further into trust, A few more beliefs & bond deepens. Same words, pasted differently, A hand weaves togetherness, Another, cunningly, separates. The rift: a ruin or a route? #vss365

[image] You speak of herons and flowers, of night and dark, in one breath. You find possibility in our togetherness, and #embrace uncertainty. In this, I see unconditional love, spring living in you. But I fear you’re the illusion I keep calling real. #vss365

[image] No barren stone has troubled me, nor field that yielded little worth; I fear the richer soil may be too eager in its patient birth. For every root that seeks the sun, another learns the darker art; the #fertile earth makes room for one, then quietly prepares the heart. #vss365

[image] i kept my foot above the brake you kissed me like certainty and the whole evening rolled forward on its own #brake #vss365 #uropoet 📷 from X

[image] “the journey love remembers” #uropoet #vss365 #arrive

[image] The hawk makes no complaint of wind nor oak of winter's hardest cast; #chaos never asked to win, it only asks what shape will last. Let the loudest heavens break, let lost kingdoms drift apart; the deepest roots are those that take their measure from the hidden heart. #vss365

[image] She had the look of someone who'd been on this train before, on other trains, in other lives. Doesn't wait to arrive. Only moving, the way some do when stillness is no longer an option. Wrapped in eternity, she has mistaken motion for distance. #Amatory @Amatoryq

[image] Their feet in footsie, their coffee breaths mingled, the air smelled of love, impassioned, a tender lovemaking; The #momentum took a pace, and a pause followed, breaths agitated, now rested, they loved in fractions but it felt like poetry. #vss365

[image] I preferred the dark. It concealed unfinished things. At #dawn, every omission returned: the unanswered letter, the unpainted wall, the empty chair. Night forgives. Dawn keeps records. #vss365

[image] Who knows your secrets? No one, I used to think. Then I watched a stranger read my face before I spoke. Secrets leak. Into habits. Into posture. Into the words we avoid. By the time they reach language, they have usually been visible for years. #FoxProse @FoxProse

[image] take me where the sea keeps no records where names dissolve and burdens unlearn their weight let me drift until freedom feels less like escape and more like mother #uropoet #vss365 #mother #Amatory 📸 @Amatoryq

[image] twisted moments turning nearness into almost again and again the fiend won #vss365 #uropoet #fiend 📸 from X

[image] The door at the end of the hall had no handle. It had never needed one. She stood before it every night, the same distance, the same dark. The #pull was constant. She was not. #vss365

[image] I climbed to reach the sky's own throne, found the air too thin to hold; what rose in flesh, #ascends as bone and dies before the tale is told. No hand recorded what was lost, no witness marked the rise; the summit only knows the cost and keeps it silent from the skies. #vss365

[image] Their divine prism splits the white of truth into what it conceals- colours bleed from single light, nothing whole survives the seals. I stood where the prism bends God's word to seven wounds- what enters whole the prism rends, truth comes in broken tunes. #FoxProse @FoxProse

[image] Defying inhibition, giving in to #temptation, she whispers, “mine.” He, who co-authors her love story, her forever written in one word— fluent in love, silence his only language. #foxprose #vss365

[image] How #remote, this notion that drives me from you, remote as the pole star is to the wanderer who still walks toward it. I wish it never came, this thought that makes me dizzy imagining a life without you. And you call it friendship, not love — how? and why? #vss365

[image] we practised restraint our hearts never did they remained florid #vss365 #uropoet #florid 📸 from X

[image] S kin answering skin I lose language near you G aze heavy with want N erves lit under touch A rch of your throat undoing me L ips teaching me patience… #vss365 #acrostic #signal #uropoet ♥️ 📷 from X

[image] “I am waiting at the airport, where are you?” A voice note.After ten unanswered calls. Still nothing. She dialed again.Texted again. The silence answered first. “When did my own love become the #villain in my story? Is this destiny, or did my heart simply fail me?” #vss365

[image] Overcast today. Not raining, not clearing. Just that in-between feeling you can't really explain. #overcast #vss365

[image] never mine yet i clench it knowing even this moment is borrowed #vss365 #uropoet #clench

[image] She didn't break it. Stone doesn't break that easily. It endures, indifferent, through all that softens saves. Fallen upon a heart of stone is to learn that cruelty doesn't require intent. The mountain never noticed. That was the worst of it. #fairytalepoets @fairytalepoets

[text] Streets run red, cities crumbled to bone, an era of war carves its name in stone. Somewhere not far, a #dove lifts its voice, speaks of peace, of love. Both worlds live not across distant land, but within us. Choose wisely. #vss365

[image] I read the #grain of the wood the way my father taught me. Press here, it gives. Press there, it holds. I never learned to read people the same way, and they never forgave me for it. #vss365

[image] Let’s draw this chapter out, paint us in hues of togetherness, #arrive at love.” “Why announce us? Let us just be & become.” “Love wants assurance let’s make us immortal, make us forever.” “Then let this end, & let us live forever in our incomplete love.” #foxprose #vss365

[image] some things remain unsaid some remain desired the gift is not life it is love #gift #uropoet #vss365

[image] there was no need to explain our hearts we trusted what remained unsaid tenderly time passed us until words dissolved love grew quiet between us and yet we knew #vss365 #nonet #tenderly #uropoet 📸 from X

[image] a long dream beneath the beats shadows shift under my hand, trickery slow exhales draw us near a touch to remember, a kiss to forget 💋 #vss365 #uropoet #love #trickery #Amatory 📷 Muhammed Salah

[image] give the deck another shuffle wake in the morning with dreams still aflutter a spine may bend but remains the center taste the moments no defeat, no surrender. 🖤 #ωнιѕρєяѕ #FoxProse #FromOneLine Line 407 #Amatory

[image] The scale won't care which way it tips, it holds what's weighed and nothing more, no virtue in the middle sits, just weight, and what you're #balanced for. #vss365

[image] as i pulled back golden light lingered you embraced my shadows and what i thought was falling became our ascent #vss365 #ascend #vssromance #FoxProse #Amatory #uropoet 📸 from X

[image] it began with warmth and light we didn’t fall in love we descended into it every feeling another turn down the rabbit hole love was the only place i never wanted to escape #descend #uropoet #vss365

[image] the urge to disappear into a crowd where no one needs me no one searches no one notices an existence without anchor still somehow breathing #urge #uropoet #vss365

[image] the river kept frolicking until our reflections became one #frolic #vss365 #uropoet

[image] #Grain of wood, peeled varnish, a story of time told without words. How things aged. How they passed through fire to become what they are. The smiles had wrinkles. So did the tears. Cheeks hollowed, eras erased, catastrophe charged through &left nothing as it was. #vss365

[image] Warring thoughts carve paths swallowing routes back to love: #mediate your mind. #haiku #vss365

[image] That was the year when words were at rest, angst still young and love a far horizon; He knocked on my door with a gentle smile, a sigh, and his poems returned my words to me. Now he is gone. I hold the #remnant of his voice in my verses, they touch souls, but not his. #vss365