Poetry High

All poetry is original content, minus the RTs. First collection of poems 'Mask Shavings' is available. Thanks for the follow. #poetryIsLife 😊

[Poetry High @poetryhigh]

These poems aren't mine's
They're yours
You're the ghostwriter
The true lyricist
W/your love
There's content
Everyday you exist
#DimpleVerse

[intrusive thoughts @perseverating]

you’re
my endgame
my future
my sure thing

[akyllus @akyllus]

Oh how I crave
to lose myself,
in your
mysteries.

— akyllus

[WrittenPaige @WrittenPaige]

Sometimes,
I refer to home
by his name

[S O M E D A Y M A N 🍸 @i__poet]

He stepped into
The summer of her smile,
Upon her face
A picture angelic beauty.

[Jacquie Prebich @JwPrebich]

a poet doesn’t always have to write

[Poetry High @poetryhigh]

How does a bond turn into bonds I need for release?
Relieving myself from shackles that are causing me to concede
A relationship continuously ripping slowly at the seams
No one ever talks about what grieving a friendship really means

- Fades
#poetrytwitter #PoetryCollection

[Poetry High @poetryhigh]

My mother figures no less became a collective parody of my truth

That my inner child still mourns for a mother's love that's abandonment proof

- Mother Figures poem

[𝒲𝒾𝓁𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝑅🌹𝓈𝑒 @wilder_rose_]

I feel
all the words

where you've
shaped
me

entirely.

[austere @awakendmindsoul]

some nights you fight the darkness, some nights it leaves a scar

[Jacquie Prebich @JwPrebich]

poetry reminds us how immortal we really are

[✨S T A R R ☆ @evillqueenn]

🍁You fed me your love
I drank from it
Now darkness runs
like blood in my veins ~

#poetry

[Poetry High @poetryhigh]

Give me a word that I can turn into poetry.

[Dr. David Pecotić @djp1974]

Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, #poetry is just the ash.

- #LeonardCohen

[Daniel Cummings - Work Hiatus @DanielC55186873]

it was rumored
she had fireflies in her heart
and when she spoke
colored lights would escape
chiming softly in the dark

#TankaThursday (fireflies)

[E. Arrows @ArrowsEros]

Some days
there’s no art

involved.

Only two people
touching the neglected

places

as if they won’t
fall into

disrepair
again.

[Cavafy Bot @cavafybot]

Many poems are written in my
heart; and those interred songs
are the ones that I love.