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Brittle

Oh my heart, brittle as the winter air

Frigid to feeling yet delicate to words

A countenance of icy expression

Yet, a soul melting at sight of love

Piercing gaze and biting wind

Dissonant feelings and desires

Brittle as the winter air

I yearn for the joy of the season

I relish the dreariness too

A season to look forward to

A month to look back in too

Ring in the new year

The final moments of this time are an eternity of memory

A Melancholy Ache

This small corner of the world

Giving me a chance to step into an another

That's all I've ever wanted

And yet this melancholy ache I feel

All these friends have moved on

And I'm still behind trying to reach the cliff

Will the cliff be my flight or fall?

The questions keep me awake and fragile

And the expectations pull me into a slumber

Didn't see it coming, loved where it was going

Those doors I never had the key for were unlocked

How do I close them back now that you took away the key when you left?

I am a rock in most weathers, for me and everyone else

But there comes once in a season shift and I fall apart albeit for a moment

In that vulnerability lies what I wish to conquer

A chance to step into another world, for better or for worse

I want to find out

Hello

How have you all been?

I haven't posted anything new for a while now. Perhaps, I could say that I have being through things that I can plentily write about now haha.

You guys have been keeping up great work and I'm glad to be back!

Always open for a chat :)

Love,

The Creaky Writer ❄

“𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘐’𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨.”

-𝘑𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘚𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘍𝘰𝘦𝘳

Wonderfully created 💙✨

astral light

translated from a @ thecreakywriter  submited photo

The little faerie who carry

"The dust on their little ferry

Twirl round and around

Spilling sand over the cloud

Giggling and laughing out loud

They bring you luck, of springtime

And showers blessings of love at bedtime"

For you

*cries in faerie dust*

"I find the blessings of love at bedtime

Wondering why I feel at peace

I look up and see the spilling sand over the cloud

And I know that it's you bringing me luck of the springtime"

@deadwhisper :)

I needed this. Thank you, love. You're the best <3

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May is Mental Health Month, and we want to celebrate the Happy Place you create here on Tumblr. In fact, 90% of you said you spend time on Tumblr better than on other platforms. That’s all thanks to 🥁YOU🥁!: the creators, rebloggers, and community members—everyone who is cultivating inspiration, entertainment, and making Tumblr feel like home each day.

This year, you will find a new weekly theme and writing prompts powered by our partners @dayone-app. We want to get you thinking, journaling, and improving your mental wellbeing.

Let’s kick it off with: ☮️PEACE☮️. With just a pen and paper, a keyboard, or a touchpad, our daily journaling prompts can help you find a place for the noise and buzz that fills your mind each day. It may not seem like much, but journaling has been proven to benefit mental wellbeing and boost your mood. After all, small changes can sometimes make a big difference.

So join the fun this Mental Health Month by utilizing our daily prompts! We would also love you to share your PEACE-themed mood boards using the tag #your happy place, so we can find and share your contributions. We hope you’ll find #your happy place with us—because when wellness is everything, all is well. Peace out ✌✌

What a beautiful planet 🌎✨

Participate, preserve and protect together

Happy Earth Day, happy Friday~

Two Cloaked Figures

Two cloaked figures at the end of the street

Sneaking and lurking in the dark of the moonless night

Beware of their nimble hands, lest there be knives in their robes



How would we know they don’t possess knives but only scars?

Scars from their bondage and resistance, hollow trust enveloping like second nature

A path to choice they seek, to a free nowheresville and to life



Two cloaked figures at the end of the street

Sneaking and lurking in the dark of the moonless night

Beware of their fiery spirits and eager appetites



I would know that they’d steal your hearts and make you want to fly

Two cloaked figures at the end of the street

Two lives inspiring hundreds, if only we would see

-The Creaky Writer

Strum Of The Strings

There goes the melody

That tugs at the strings of hearts

Craves the companionship of nobody

A beckoning of the calm it imparts

With backs bent double over stress

And mind laden with worry

A note to elate from the distress

Disguised as melancholy’s place of bury

As the sweet tantalizing of the strum

Promises tunes soothing to the soul

No matter what tongue it comes from

So competent of making a part whole

An ocean of emotion you may feel

A thousand feelings to the forth it brings

To hear and to heal

There’s nothing you can’t express with the strum of the strings

More Than Meets The Eye

There is so much more than what meets the eye

One runs when they’ve learnt to fall

One smiles when they’ve learnt to cry

Yet, there is so much about triumph that beguiles the folks

That which shades your struggle 

As do the tallest of oaks

The darkling of the day and the rising of the sun

Every time, all the time

Are but the vestiges of a reminder that could evade none

That every ounce of light

Was born from taunting darkness

That every trouble gives an opportunity to harness

And know that the most dazzling glory

Is found relished by the bravest of hearts

And every struggling person in the story

Concludes with the brightest of sparks

This is the absolute best! Loved every sentence and the aesthetic so much 🤍✨

@deadwhisper You're the queen 👑

Can't wait to read what you've written for the others too!

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What lies in thy name?

(part:1)

For @thecreakywriter

So, for April that is the national poetry writing month, I thought I'd do something new (also cause I was suffering from a mental block and I didn't know what to do)

So here is my first poem. I hope you like it @thecreakywriter. I'm working on my other works too and they'll all range from too serious to funny(?)

I hope you guys enjoy it.

@deadwhisper

~

Control

I had a dream

I was learning to drive

The steering in their hand

The accelerator under their foot

Only the illusion of driving under my control

“You try on your own”, I was told

So I gird up to master the wheel

When I see I’m not taking the road I want to at the speed I wish to,

I look down

The steering in their hand

The accelerator under their foot

Only the illusion of driving under my control

The deception goes on till what feels like ages

My mind starts to rot from disuse

My arms almost give up from pretending to steer

My mouth is tired from asking to let go

So I swerve

I swerve a dangerous left without a warning

Just to see if it breaks the monotony

-The Creaky Writer

Go take over and flourish, good woman. Happy Women's Day ♀

Anticipation

Days spent in a haze

With anticipation the hours glaze

Along with the hurrying wind

Racing and hurtling with adventure it brimmed

Nearing the nightfall and a thousand moments later

The midnight sea roars as it does with ardor

Sleepless nights and starless skies

A void showing the deepest possibilities that belie

-The Creaky Writer

If you get this, answer with 3 random facts about yourself and send it to the last 7 blogs in your notifications, anonymously or not! Let's get to know the person behind the blog.💜💜

Hey!

Well, here go the three random facts:

1. I've recently discovered the musical duo IDKHow and their music's great

2. I can't keep myself from looking up spoilers of any movies or TV shows I haven't watched

3. I love dogs. And cats. And any pets, basically.

Thanks for the ask!

Run Down The Hill

Sweet tinge of petrichor from the freshly mown grass

Our shoes squelching the wet mud as we run

We run down the hill, not a care in the world

Wind whipping the face, a fresh cut feeling

Your laughter and my cloistered joy heavy in the air

In the moment, we get lost, lost like lights in the starry sky

We run down the hill, not a care in the world

Hearts beating fast like the beat to our music

Hyaline handcuffs melting away in the bright sun

Days spent like they’re halcyon in ages to come

We run down the hill, not a care in the world

Dreaming the wildest dreams, looking at the sky for limit

Today marks a year since I've started this blog. I'm thrilled to express my appreciation to all the wonderful people I've met here.

Last Feb 1st, I had little idea where this poetry writing pursuit would lead to but then that's art. We do it because we love it, no matter where it leads us.

Over the year, so much has changed yet some things stayed the same like they always do. Through it all, there has been so much support from the community of poets, writers and artists. I hope we keep supporting each other this way.

This blog is open to prompts, collaborations and is a safe space ♡

Love,

The Creaky Writer

haikkun:

WE are the poets of Tumblr. Every single one of you has impacted me over these years and I wouldn’t be the writer I am without your support. But our writing community is struggling… partly because of decisions of Tumblr, partly because of collective hurt in the world the past few years. I cannot bear to see anyone else disappear. Our community needs CPR… And it will NOT come from a Tumblr update or a lift of banned tags. We need clear and immediate triage, for blogs cut off from support, and that will come from US. Let us show new writers what it was like to walk into Tumblr years ago.

Join me in this challenge to immediately help the community! Please feel free to share, reblog, and tag writers in the comments (up to 5 per comment, or up to 50 in reblog text) to spread the word! I believe in you!

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💜 stay extraordinary :)

Stood By The Window

She stood by the window

Breeze swaying the blinds to a rhythm

Waiting for an escape that never came

The labyrinth enervating her passion and light

The dull January evening that filtered everything to dreariness

She stood by the window, her life felt frozen in time

Stuck on a rock that wouldn’t let her move on

Weathered though she may be

She knew the rock couldn’t forever stay forever inviolable

For the thunder crashes the rock and wind blows the arenaceous grime away

Where I Would

Winter sun shone on the path laid on the expanse

Where I would take a breath of life

Each day, as if it were another chance

The mighty oaks casting their cool shade

Where I would amble across

And cherish all the moments lest they fade

At the end of the ledge was a wall

Where I would find merriment plenteous

My friends keeping afloat through it all

Walled nostalgia of the classroom hit like a whiff

Where I would find the nexus to the world outside

How I wish I could turn back time, only if

There, I have visited my school, a couple autumns later

Where I dreamt and hoped and grew

Sought anything that would promise wonder

Asks Open

Hello all!

Hope you are doing well.

Of late, I've been looking for some strong inspiration to write. I've found that writing requests and asks have been extremely motivating for me to keep writing poems and posting them.

So, I'm open for prompts and writing requests, which I would really appreciate.

Asks and DMs are open. Thank you!

Much love,

The Creaky Writer

Our planet has finished another lap round the sun and while it did, billions of stories occurred through our experiences and actions.

As we live through them, walk, run, fall and fly, I wish you all a happy new year.

I hope you usher in 2022 with the ever relentless hope and have a great year 🌌 ✨

I hope this season brings you all peace and wondrous celebrations.

Merry Christmas! ❃.✮:▹◃:✮.❃