Robin
Robin
Nov 6

I'm falling
Out of a tree
Naked on picture day,
And everyone I've ever met
Is there
With video recorders
Family photos
And memories of days passed,
I wish for the ground
To split like I want to,
Consuming me
And leaving all of you.

My vulnerability , feels so lost

Living freely in this world
My vulnerability , feels so lost
As it seeks the skies to escape all
Perched high away and hiding
My heart forsaken
For my  vulnerability
Has left

The little bird has flown

My retreating heart lives behind
Many layers of frozen ice
The warm waters of my heart
Have all frozen over

Come back , come back little bird

A tear drop falls
For I see the loss of potential
In this frozen pond
Where waters should be warm
My heart should sing
Great rich jungles , it should bring

My pride wounded by this world
I stare into my murky depths
My standing in this world falling
As my legs are taken
By the jaws of a giant beast

Far away a bird twitches

My stomach twists and turns
Absorbed I am into the belly
Of a great giant crocodile
I begin to feel my vulnerability
In these dangerous warm acidic waters
As I merge into a crocodile
And high above a bird leaves his perch
As the ice layers break
With the force of my tail

New eyes see the self importance in people
Of this earth , with all their arrogance
I will bring you back to earth
For I am the last living dinosaur
Born from a time when , T Rex's rained
And even the birds had teeth
For I still live in waters
Where Parana's seek to
Frenzy on living flesh
And I am to be scared of you

I warn all of those who wish to disturb
My open and most precious heart
That rests in silence over my pond
For your flesh will quiver
With the sound of my ancient growl
And your eyes will panic
With the sight of my jaw

A quiet bird flutters closer

Bring your bitterness and all your sourness
For I am hungry and love rotten meat
And your disregard feeds my fury
Circle my pond
Where my heart rests softly
With rich and green waters
Bursting and growing in love
For I am not scared to feel

And I will lounge and grab
As a tone of me , slaps itself
Bang , hard on this earth
For I am hear to feel it
And not escape it
But you will be blind
And lost in my depths
I will turn you over and
Your arrogance will feed me
As I grow stronger
You will ripped limb from limb  

A little bird comes closer

My heart free from noise
A silence nestles in me
And all innocence is seen
Beautiful souls float freely
Butterfly's dance and play
And my beautiful vulnerability
returns in sweet song
And rests softly in my jaw

A strange paradox becomes so very clear
With a little bird we hold so dear

Trying to answer a questions of how do we remain sensitive but also strong ,
I just thought i would chuck it up , I think the middle needs more work
Because vulnerability is beautiful
Some Person

Hey everyone,
I wanted you all to know
That I went to rehab
No, not drug rehab
Sexual addiction rehab
Much more...I don't know,
Abnormal?
I want you to know this
Because I love you
And I don't care
What kind of shit you've been through
Or how fucked up you are
I am too
I've been close to a lot
And I'm sure if I knew your whole,
I would love you the same,
If not even more
Because vulnerability is beautiful
Wear your heart inside out
You won't scare me
And if you scare someone else, well,
Now you know who they are

The vulnerability of baring myself fully
Christopher Wallace

The vulnerability of baring myself fully
clenches the belly
panics the heart
stands my hairs on end.

It is truly the most terrifying thing
to stand in ones authenticity.

And yet. And yet.

The courage it takes.
The great tender strength.
The spine tingling elation.
The heart swells, and magic.
The naked beauty borne, in feeling you have nothing to hide.
The spirit touched ardor of a bare approach to life.
The openings and the mystery.
The expressions: tripping, falling, incomplete, misguided.
The wonderful mistakes, elucidating lessons.
The perfect imperfections.
The easing of honesty.
The engendered humility.
The profundity.
The sense of being touched, touching, and in touch with life.
The unmasked revelations, of full spectral undulation.
The this. The that. The I can accept it all.
The dropping of shame.
The incredible liberation, in shedding that shame.
The finding forgiveness for self, for other.
The quiver of unknowing.
The sweet caress of potential.
The dread. The sorrows. The uncertainties.
All making room for, in their acknowledgement:
Room for what else is there.
Room for laughter, and joy, and luminescence.
Room for flirtation, dancing, spontaneity.
Breaking open.
Melting into Love.
Soaring on the wings of Truth.
The hush, of anxious worry.
The Goodness bestowed.
The empathy.
The compassion.
The connection.
The holy restoration of creative flow.
The fires of real passion.

And everything.
And everything.
And Beauty.

I hate being vulnerable.
It’s terrifying.
Letting go of those emotions
that you work so hard to hide.
Every day, at some point,
I have to force down negative
emotions at the thought that someone
might see and know that I am not
the strong person I show myself
to be. That I am weak and that
I am struggling.
I hate being vulnerable.
It entails opening up to someone
and telling them all those dirty
little secrets that you desperately
seek to hide.
Being raw with someone.
But at the same time,
it sounds beautiful.
To be able to find someone
who you can be vulnerable with.
That trust.
That raw, unadulterated trust.
How can you know
when you have found the right person?
Can you know?
It’s terrifyingly beautiful.
I crave it.
I fear it.
Whatever I share could
be used against me.
They could laugh in my face and
mock my pain.
They could kick my dreams
in the dust or
never
speak
to
me
again.
I could be rejected.
But, I could be accepted.
I could be loved.
Respected.
Understood.
It’s terrifying.
It’s beautiful.

When we make ourselves vulnerable
and peel back layer upon layer of our well-worn armor,
sometimes you wind up with a lovable child -
and sometimes you wind up with a banana.

From Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part I, Lessons 1-19)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-i-lessons-1-19/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part II, Lessons 20-33)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-ii-lessons-20-33/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part III, Lessons 34-41)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-iii-lessons-34-41/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part IV, Lessons 42-50)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-iv-lessons-42-50-1/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part V, Lessons 51-59)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-v-lessons-51-59/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part VI, Lessons 60-69)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-vi-lessons-60-69-1/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part VII, Lessons 70-79)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-vii-lessons-70-79-1/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part VIII, Lessons 80-89)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-viii-lessons-80-89/

Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part IX, Lesson 90)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/666213/l-s-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-ix-lesson-90/

ᏰƐƦሃℓԃᏫሁ ԼƐϖ'ś Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part IX, Lesson 91)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/672407/l-s-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-ix-lesson-91/
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#love   #heartbreak   #poem   #poetry   #broken   #sad   #depression   #life   #heart   #girl   #eyes   #pain   #haiku   #sadness   #death   #hope   #loss   #lost   #rain   #hurt   #nature   #of   #friendship   #thoughts   #soul   #fuck   #me   #last   #secrets   #vulnerability   #armor   #penis   #trending   #primer   #lew   #banana   #beryldov  

When we make ourselves vulnerable
and peel back layer upon layer of our well-worn armor,
sometimes you wind up with a lovable child -
and sometimes you wind up with a banana.

From Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part I, Lessons 1-19)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-i-lessons-1-19/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part II, Lessons 20-33)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-ii-lessons-20-33/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part III, Lessons 34-41)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-iii-lessons-34-41/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part IV, Lessons 42-50)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-iv-lessons-42-50-1/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part V, Lessons 51-59)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-v-lessons-51-59/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part VI, Lessons 60-69)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-vi-lessons-60-69-1/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part VII, Lessons 70-79)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-vii-lessons-70-79-1/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part VIII, Lessons 80-89)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-viii-lessons-80-89/

Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part IX, Lesson 90)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/666213/l-s-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-ix-lesson-90/

ᏰƐƦሃℓԃᏫሁ ԼƐϖ'ś Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part IX, Lesson 91)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/672407/l-s-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-ix-lesson-91/
#love   #heartbreak   #poem   #poetry   #broken   #sad   #depression   #life   #heart   #girl   #eyes   #pain   #haiku   #sadness   #death   #hope   #loss   #lost   #rain   #hurt   #nature   #of   #friendship   #thoughts   #soul   #fuck   #me   #last   #secrets   #vulnerability   #armor   #penis   #trending   #primer   #lew   #banana   #beryldov  

When we make ourselves vulnerable
and peel back layer upon layer of our well-worn armor,
sometimes you wind up with a lovable child -
and sometimes you wind up with a banana.

From Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part I, Lessons 1-19)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-i-lessons-1-19/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part II, Lessons 20-33)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-ii-lessons-20-33/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part III, Lessons 34-41)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-iii-lessons-34-41/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part IV, Lessons 42-50)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-iv-lessons-42-50-1/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part V, Lessons 51-59)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-v-lessons-51-59/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part VI, Lessons 60-69)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-vi-lessons-60-69-1/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part VII, Lessons 70-79)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-vii-lessons-70-79-1/

Beryl Dov Lew's Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part VIII, Lessons 80-89)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/beryl-dov-lews-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-viii-lessons-80-89/

Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part IX, Lesson 90)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/666213/l-s-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-ix-lesson-90/

ᏰƐƦሃℓԃᏫሁ ԼƐϖ'ś Primer of Love: The Secrets of Making Love Last (Part IX, Lesson 91)
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/672407/l-s-primer-of-love-the-secrets-of-making-love-last-part-ix-lesson-91/
#love   #heartbreak   #poem   #poetry   #broken   #sad   #depression   #life   #heart   #girl   #eyes   #pain   #haiku   #sadness   #death   #hope   #loss   #lost   #rain   #hurt   #nature   #of   #friendship   #thoughts   #soul   #fuck   #me   #last   #secrets   #vulnerability   #armor   #penis   #trending   #primer   #lew   #banana   #beryldov  

When we make ourselves vulnerable
and peel back layer upon layer of our well-worn armor,
sometimes you wind up with a lovable child -
and sometimes you wind up with a banana.

#love   #heartbreak   #poem   #poetry   #broken   #sad   #depression   #life   #heart   #girl   #eyes   #pain   #haiku   #sadness   #death   #hope   #loss   #lost   #rain   #hurt   #nature   #of   #friendship   #thoughts   #soul   #fuck   #me   #last   #secrets   #vulnerability   #armor   #penis   #trending   #primer   #lew   #banana   #beryldov  
ake off my mask so you can see where my vulnerability lies.
Wild Girl
Wild Girl
Aug 19

My mind is full of tirades
A tempest fills my brain
I've lost a part of myself in love before
How gullible I've been.
Would you rather I pour my heart out?
Spill my passion let me bleed?
I apologise. Kill myself in front of your eyes.
Take off my mask so you can see where my vulnerability lies.

#passion   #death   #mask   #mind   #storm   #tempest   #vulnerability   #tyrade  
 
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