COFFEE AND POETRY
Coffee and Poetry. How similar!
If you think they're poles apart,
You'll be surprised when I start.
You consume one
while the latter consumes you
Go on, try one while you brew.
Impedes your sleep
With a word, a line, a sip, or a cup
Stops you before you can think of giving up
Dark and addictive,
Sometimes even bitter.
Yet, somehow makes you feel better.
Coffee and Poetry. How similar!
Intoxicates you while it's also a detox
A mug or paper filled with paradox.
Book: *physically hurts to read* Me: *highly recommends*
endearments in letters to véra
John Green; Paper Towns
this website lets you listen to the sounds of all different forests around the world
"What is stronger than the human heart Which shatters over and over and still lives."
Reblog, Reblog, Reblog , cause I love this thread!!! 😂😂
Every single odd number has an “e” in it.
If this ain't your jam we can't be friends!
“my child is completely fine”
uhh your child listens to achilles come down on repeat while romanticising the beautiful tragedy of death.
REFORMATION
Holding on tightly to mamma's finger,
Our first fear was getting lost in the crowd
Then we grew up,
Held many other hands and let go of some
Slowly we saw our fear change
From getting lost to feeling lost amidst a crowd.
As a kid, we woke up in the middle of the night,
And then didn't go back to sleep
Thinking there might be demons under our bed
But as an adult,
it's harder to get any sleep
Because demons moved from under our beds to inside our heads.
(18.11.20)