Kendra Lynn

Left for a hot minute. Trying twitter (or X) again. Writer. Poet. Editing as needed. Blogger:

[Kendra Lynn @MissLynnWrites]

Opaque shades of
sadness
and depression

[Kendra Lynn @MissLynnWrites]

Some memories are not to be forgotten…

[Kendra Lynn @MissLynnWrites]

Letting go of painful memories is the hardest thing I’ve ever done…
also, the most rewarding.

[Kendra Lynn @MissLynnWrites]

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[Kendra Lynn @MissLynnWrites]

I need this kind of man. https://t.co/nvQZSwVl0H

[Kendra Lynn @MissLynnWrites]

Healing makes everything look different. Clear. Bright. Positive. Poetic.

[Kendra Lynn @MissLynnWrites]

Check out Mistiq_Maeve's video! #TikTok https://t.co/7FSr46UnpZ

[Kendra Lynn @MissLynnWrites]

Midnight
Darkness
Stars & the infinite universe
Clouds
Gray skies & sorrowful eyes
Rain
Thunder
Lightning
Funerals
Cemeteries
*my love of the forgotten things*

[Kendra Lynn @MissLynnWrites]

Into the shadows. Where I can disappear. Where I can observe myself unobtrusively.

[Kendra Lynn @MissLynnWrites]

I plant flowers on the grave of my past.

[Jacquie Prebich @JwPrebich]

you taste of eagerness and screaming stars

[Last Poet @GeneVatow]

Folklore
torturing the endless
seaglass
Miles of blazing sky
Dulcet flavours
Mandarin links
to that tiny place
of just
you and I
Poetry
makes it perfect
and away again
we fly

#vss365 #folklore
#Poetry

[@poeticallylost @poeticallylost]

when the world sleeps
heavy
and unburdened
i gather all the tender things
left unsaid
between us—
and i sew them
into my pillow
so every dream whispers
your name

[k. @shallowgreys]

In my head it was you I was dancing with

[Lєαƒ | Sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs ᴛᴏ Rᴇsᴛᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ Rᴇᴀʟ @Elfhood_]

Free the Creature within you—the core Consciousness that lives at the heart of you—

or more accurately, it is already free—let it free you

[Martin Janello @martinjanello]

those suffering darkness
most beautiful souls
because they appreciate light

“Knowing” series
of philosophical quotes and poems, Book 2.
Visit Knowing tab of site in my profile.
Follow my timeline for excerpts.
#poetry

[She Plays Loud @ShePlaysLoud]

A ghostly existence, a dark ethereal presence, but with the soul of a wingless angel... this restless spirit forever wanders the charred hallways of a black heart. She has vague recollections of once feeling something, but no one can touch her, no one can hold her now.