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rupikaurpoems
“You do not just wake up and become the butterfly.”
— Rupi Kaur (via rupikaurpoems)
You are home
What is home? Some might say: Home is the place you were raised, wich is familar.
But is that really the definition of home? Isn't "Home" something different? Something personal and individual? "Home" should not be considered as a place only. Home is diverse, special, beautiful but sometimes moody.
Home has an odor, it has pictures of itself. Home loves to talk about daily, sometimes even useless stuff, but also likes to have deep conversations.
Home says, it is not good enough. For me home is more than that.
Home is a safe place where I am able to forget everything around me. Home touched me without touching me. Home laughs about stuff that I tell.
Home is something personal, individual. There's a different home for each of us, everyone has a different definition of "Home", a different reference to it.
For some Home is the place of birth, some find Home years later - maybe after they moved. Sometimes Home doesn't even have to be a place.
Sometimes Home has a face, arms and legs.
Sometimes home is a person. You are home.
- A love poem
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“They begged us to be careful. To be safe. Then told our brothers to go out and play.”
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From Blythe Baird’s book, IF MY BODY COULD SPEAK.
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brownie-eyes
There are days I want people to like me more than I want to change the world.
// Blythe Baird
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rupikaurpoems
“I could be anything in the world but i wanted to be his.”
— Rupi Kaur, The Sun and Her Flowers (via rupikaurpoems)
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From Rudy Francisco’s book, HELIUM.
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rupikaurpoems
“Sometimes i stay up thinking of all the places you are hurting which you’ll never care to mention.”
— Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey (via rupikaurpoems)
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I love you more than all the turnips and tulips. I love you more than all raindrops. I love you beyond what is beyond. I ache for you. You have no idea. No idea.
— Sholeh Wolpé, from “#3,“ Keeping Time with Blue Hyacinths
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“I still don’t know how to love someone without swallowing them.”
— Blythe Baird
Source: quotemadness.com
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rupikaurpoems
“I’d be lying if I said you make me speechless the truth is you make my tongue so weak it forgets what language to speak in.”
— Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey (via rupikaurpoems)
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“If I knew what safety looked like, I would have spent less time falling into arms that were not.”
— Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey (via rupikaurpoems)
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“If I was a love poet, I’d write about how you have the audacity to be beautiful even on days when everything around you is ugly.”
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My two moods when someone mentions Tony Stark
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Source: helpingg