ange belle
@angebelle_xo
I hear his whispers on the wind 🕊 this is all an illusion ♡ infj
. she waits for him in summer's ending autumn hovers in clouds beyond mountains' reach— time passes, love a continuum purposed to touch the heart and feed the soul #vss365 #poetry
. the depths of our compassion for each other have kept us together spiritually #vss365 #poetry
Under the night of poetry I weaved a thousand lines A few mocked A few cried But the broken ones Spoke the story of my life #latenightthoughts
Social media is really just a snow globe…an imaginary world within a world. Forever seen, but never to be touched…an eternal, gnawing insanity. Disappointment objectified in spherical form. Someday I will put this world on the shelf forever and never shake it again…
You said Don’t love me. I said: It’s too late, I’ve already carved your name into the silence I used to call mine.
it was a turquoise day sun radiating golden, dreams of him had me walking on air. my heart drunk on imagined love
sleeve not big enough savant of a broken heart bleeds love on pages #BraveWrite #vss365 #haiku #senryu #Poetry #Poet #Poem #Author #savant You Are Enough As Is… I thank & love you all, Aspen🕊️ BBS❤️🩹 youtu.be/awzNHuGqoMc?si…
. between his lips I found the breath of love— the ink from his pen brought me sweet salvation with tenderness shared we bloomed together #inkmine #poetry
healing isn’t linear because we’re not made of lines—we’re made of spirals and storms
some days you miss them in ways you can't even explain to yourself
I don’t recall that time exactly Falling into your beautiful chaos Perhaps you were engulfed by mine
#vss365 #poem endless nights of pain mornings of confession between the ebb and flow a #latent love sounds of birds contradict themselves the silent witness a pale moon perhaps I dreamed you
In the endless blur of cobalt depths, opal flares of starlit chandeliers. Bestrewn with moon’s misty chalcedony, scattered clouds cling to the horizon— like swirls of pearled porcelain. In thy sacred offering, O druid sky, chords of a mystic wordsong— my solitude blooms.
how did your silence get so loud in me? how did your name learn to echo in everything? love that lingers where you used to laugh you left no sound behind but longing kept your shape
Someday in the future when I’m gone, I hope they will realize despite my flaws, I did my best for them…