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We knew that our eyes had not seen such a view. You were looking at it, I was looking at you.

If you cannot be a poet, be the poem. — "Winter Wonders" August Just a quick and.

I'm fine

"The liar & the thief", I'm fine they said - Erin Hanson <<I don't know if it's supposed to, but this sounds like Attolia and Gen so I'm pinning this.

J'adore ce poème. C'est fantastique.

her soul is a kaleidoscope bursting with every shade and hue, but shift your gaze ever so slightly and she’s something entirely new

The end of missing someone

Why reunions are so special. It's the end of missing someone. Why saying goodbye is so hard. Because its the start of missing someone.

The boy with the blue eyes. Skyward by Erin Hanson (e.h), a 19 year old Australian. A reader, a writer and a nightmare fighter.

•• Erin Hanson (e.h), a 20 year old Australian || a word reader, word weaver, and magic believer ||...

"What is the worth of worldly treasure" Erin Hanson (e.h), a 20 year old Australian

If you cannot be a poet, be the poem. : Photo

I'll plant a row of daisy seeds right below your eye. So that every time you cry they will bloom and remind you of your beauty


Before you leave, please know this; I'd rather be the girl whose name dies at your lips every time you try to speak of me, than a girl you tell stories about at partiea. What I'm saying is this, darling. I'd rather be your absinthe, than your cup of tea.

I'm constantly wishing that I was home even when I'm already home...

We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known. We may go there through our imaginations and the written word.

Let Go. thepoeticunderground.com #poem #poetry

I thought holding on was bravery / But when the winds of change do blow / Sometimes it's even brave still / To let go, let go, let go