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1h · 10
Come On, Jump In
2d · 138
Reverse It
Maybe age
stresses you to un-stress
and that's the magic formula
6d · 2.0k
Open Heart Surgery
Have you ever thought
that a poet's pen
performs
"open heart "surgery
every time
it writes?
Maria Etre Jun 24
"You're getting younger",
my life said as it gazed into my eyes.

"Can I whisper something?",
I smiled, as I marveled back.

My life cupped my face and pulled it closer,
"tell me, gorgeous".

"I am loving myself,"
I sighed.
People call others "hayeti" in my culture when they mean a lot to them, it can be between family members, friends, lovers, and sometimes it is even given randomly as a filler in speech to showcase care.
Maria Etre Jun 23
I am having an affair
with life
cheating on my married
state
which was committed
to ticking the boxes
of social norms
and not a partner
per say
I am not empowering cheating per say, I am shedding light on the fact that the adrenaline that you've always shunned away from might be just what you need to break away from the chains that society has imposed on you, as a man, as a woman, as whoever you are.
Look at the greener grass, keep your ethics, but this poem is merely a simile between swaying towards a life that you've always had a "thing" for, a lust for, and I say go for it, let go, let them, let yourself.
Jun 20 · 184
Travel
Maria Etre Jun 20
My eyes need new stories
for my heart
to write
Maria Etre Jun 20
The moment I let life unbutton my fears
and slowly remove my shirt
undraping my shoulders
exposing my skin
to the sun
we the
mo
me
nt
I
f
e
lt
re
bo
r
n
Jun 19 · 54
S(AH)MMER
Maria Etre Jun 19
It's all sunshine
and beaches
laughter
Suntans
and peeled skin
wrinkled faces
sunsets drenched in *****
open car windows
drizzling sweat drops
late nights stretched till dawn
flings and winks
but all this
misses
"u"
The Letter of Summer
Maria Etre Jun 17
"What happened?", asks the heart.
"None of your business", replies cupid.

or

"What happened?", asks life.
"A chemical imbalance", replies the brain.  

or

"What happened?", asks poetry.
"You listened to me, for once," replies the gut.
Jun 14 · 135
Wanted: Bigger Cage
Maria Etre Jun 14
I
c//r//a\ck\ed
my
ribcage open
((because the love))
(((((my heart carries)))))
(((((((((((((((((grew it)))))))))))))))))))))
and now it
doesn't fit
any
more
The love my heart carries keeps growing and growing me and at some point if I don't share it, I'll become love itself.
Maria Etre Jun 11
Here's to the
"relate"
in
relationships
A relationship isn't just between partners, it's between friends, siblings, colleagues, strangers, lovers, and non-lovers alike.
It's the connection that gets lost in relationship
Jun 10 · 118
\RockstarS/
Maria Etre Jun 10
Poets are emotional rockstars
causing rokkus
getting ****-drunk off of anything
that moves them
wrecking rooms
of highs after falling
grabbing the "feels"
and smashing them
on the stage of their life
fearless and loud
Now, that's adrenaline
Jun 4 · 123
In-the-Knowing
Maria Etre Jun 4
I knew nothing
till my knowing
fell short
the moment
I got to know
you
Jun 3 · 352
Bite
Maria Etre Jun 3
I took a bite
out of the unexpected
I was starving
to let go
of my "should's"
just to see what's
on the other side
of your flavor











*And it was sooooooo
satiating
May 28 · 118
Fornication
Maria Etre May 28
"What are you doing?", they asked.
"Life, softly and roughly.", I replied
May 26 · 113
Duality
Maria Etre May 26
It's not what is left
it's what's meant to be
right?
May 22 · 273
Wednesday 9:00 am
Maria Etre May 22
The shutters
                      let
                       in
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                    s
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May 20 · 187
Watching A Movie
Maria Etre May 20
I watched a movie the other day
the intro credits
were more of an intro
to you in this space
sober and aware
the air in between
well at least for me
felt different

The movie commenced
till a tune
a soundtrack
hit a scene
I nestling on the floor
beneath
felt
his feet
beat
to the beats
following the per second
theme

He's never seen this scene before
nor the movie as a whole
that's how you know
music runs through
his veins
without him
saying a word
tap tap ... wait tap
tap tap tap...wait tap tap
till the scene ended
he came back from his trance
he was watching the movie
again
Maria Etre May 15
If I had one thing to say
as I pen
the (.)
at the end of this book
it would be
"Thank you for
teaching my heart
a new language"
Every heart expresses differently, but when you encounter those who fake a language just to understand yours, your whole
May 14 · 973
Purple Ashrafieh Trees
Maria Etre May 14
In the midst
of a morning walk
I followed a trail
of purple
flowers
fallen
and ripe
that led me to
the mother tree
who has grown
heavy
with too much
beauty to carry
Ashrafieh, is a magical place in Beirut, Lebanon. It has those purple floral trees who decorate not only its appeal but also the streets after they have fallen.
It has a certain feel to it, when you see them, you feel the cusp of summer that will flood the city with heat, but yet in the midst of everything has hit the ground, there's so much beauty to the fallen.
May 13 · 102
Seasonal Disorder
Maria Etre May 13
It rained in May
Maybe it's a sign
that even
April showers
unnaturally, can be
May's showers too
May 12 · 149
Shaky
Maria Etre May 12
When things
started falling apart
I felt the debris
scarring me and scaring me
May 8 · 153
Wet Ink
Maria Etre May 8
Here,
Let me wet
your quill
That's what
I call
a fresh
start
May 7 · 189
Lay vs. Be
May 2 · 101
Headphones
Maria Etre May 2
I miss headphones
with wires
I really felt
connected



























to my music
May 2 · 285
Virus
Maria Etre May 2
I vomited
the last piece
of you
and relieved myself
from the toxicity
that ate me up
from the inside

That's my kind of
glow up
Sometimes it's the word ***** that is healing in disguise
Apr 28 · 253
Detox
Maria Etre Apr 28
I placed a
"We're closed" sign
over my heart

It weighed on it
b
U
t

It's about time
we do some
spring cleaning
Apr 24 · 2.2k
CANNABALISM
Apr 22 · 763
TRACE MY SPINE
Maria Etre Apr 22
The kind of lines
I like to write
are ones
your body
feels
Apr 16 · 279
MayDay
Maria Etre Apr 16
I mayde** up
my mind
without
thin
king
"Mayday" is an internationally recognized distress signal used by pilots to indicate imminent danger or a life-threatening emergency situation
Apr 15 · 372
Fear Made Me Do It
Maria Etre Apr 15
Fear
made me
F$%k
the best
thing
that my
heart
felt
Apr 14 · 367
The Dressing of Things
Maria Etre Apr 14
In the stir
of the moment
we diluted

When things
settled
we separated
Apr 11 · 248
2025
Apr 8 · 698
Oh You Don't Say
Maria Etre Apr 8
And then
I said,
"All my poetry
is not
fictional"
putting all
these short
little bursts
of inspiration
in a different
perspective
Apr 2 · 691
XS
Maria Etre Apr 2
XS
When I fear my heart
has become too small
for the love
it carries
failing
to
express
the muchness
of
it
all
Mar 28 · 224
Slumber
Maria Etre Mar 28
Sleep
only
- robs me -
of
your
presence
Mar 17 · 412
New Font
Maria Etre Mar 17
It felt weird
when my heart
left its type
and fell
for a whole
new font
that read
differently
Mar 12 · 529
ED Survivor
Maria Etre Mar 12
I never ate my emotions
I starved them
That's also an
Emotional Disorder
Mar 5 · 341
Flags
Maria Etre Mar 5
Of all the flags
that I have seen
red, green, purple, blue
and God knows what
none did I collect
for I think
the color
I desire
is being
created
Feb 27 · 149
FiND
Maria Etre Feb 27
It's funny
how “find”
has an
"eye"
in it!
Maria Etre Feb 26
Wonderful things come out of the darkness
to show us that they too try.

Wonderful things come out of darkness
to show us that they too love what we love.

Wonderful things come out of the darkness
to show us that we're not that different.

Love you little anglerfish!
Feb 25 · 440
Be for this...
Maria Etre Feb 25
Why do we say
"before my eyes"
when everything happens
in front of our eyes?
Maria Etre Feb 24
And then I heard
her heart
through
the screams
that trickled
down her cheeks

She speaks...
Feb 19 · 644
Dear Trauma
Maria Etre Feb 19
The further
I moved away
from my traumata
the closer I see
them running towards me

It’s like a parasitic
relationship
I let them happen
I let them stay
thinking that
if I bought them
a jersey
with
“norm” stitched on it
I would fall for
their play
Full blog here: https://indiedoodles.wordpress.com/2025/02/19/the-in-counter/
Feb 18 · 338
Po_Etre-y
Maria Etre Feb 18
I am a mess
aligned
in stanzas
My last name is ETRE
and it means "to be" in French
Feb 12 · 590
Love for "Unlove"
Maria Etre Feb 12
Maybe this time
I look at
"unlove"
with a heart
because I have
shared time with
it
and I believe
the strength
"unlove"
gave me
is the one
that propelled
into a passion
to appreciate
the "love"
that is a huge
part of that
un-feeling
Maria Etre Feb 11
I lost touch
with
my to-do list
only to find
myself
found
in my
to-live
list
Feb 7 · 395
In Between Parenthesis
Maria Etre Feb 7
(U)ltimatel(y)
is a word
whose control
lies in the
the first letter
and reasoning is
questioned by the last
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