Wiss Auguste

I know a tree 🌳 . . . #resilience #beunique #poetryforher #herheartpoetry #poetryaboutresilience #standingout (at New York City, N.Y.) https://www.instagram.com/p/CghNS9hOWmn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

✨ 🌌 . . . #poetryoftheday #poetryaboutlife #poetryaboutgrowth #poetryforher (at Bronx, NY) https://www.instagram.com/p/CbpzcydOfEB/?utm_medium=tumblr

Say you need me— Say you need me as much as I need you. Let me be lost in you; Let me be soft in your presence. Let me laugh a little Let me bend a little Let me weep a little - for once I leave your doorstep, the world mandates that I be austere. #wissauguste . . . . #vulnerabilityisstrength #vulnerableman #vulnerabilityquotes #healingpoems #poetryoftheday (at Bronx, NY) https://www.instagram.com/p/CbDX_Keuxte/?utm_medium=tumblr

To her, my words were all fictional and my pain, imaginary— She saw in me a beautiful mind, a wordsmith, a musician. She loved the poet; I was the poem. . . #beneaththeveiloftime #lostpoets #haitianpoets #wissauguste #poetrybook #whiskeyandpoetry https://www.instagram.com/p/CZ7v-ZQJgib/?utm_medium=tumblr

Poetry heals all wounds—even the ones you didn’t know you had. #healingpoetry . . . #theintrospectionnotes #poetryandprose #lovepoems #healingjourney #inspiringwords https://www.instagram.com/p/CYXL4dWlIVL/?utm_medium=tumblr

I still have much to learn from the softness of life and on the subject of Her I reckon I am but a novice— All the stories that have dripped from her tears carry the common themes of boundaries and safe words— and I have learned them all I run amuck through the wilderness written in the brown of her eyes just to catch glimpses of her, only the glimpses she would allow me to have—and I have kept them all Still, on the subject of Her I remain a novice— I dare steal modicums of intrigue from her many mysteries and I read her riddles in an eternal loop, not to seek their meaning but to bask in their beauty. . . . #wissauguste #poetrybook #paintherindarkcolors #poetryforher #mysterious #herheartpoetry #poetrybookshelf https://www.instagram.com/p/CYKcjdhlIfz/?utm_medium=tumblr

A few years ago, a friend approached me with a chilling story. I listened to her in disbelief as she shared every detail of her traumatic experience with the brightest smile on her face. She got uncharacteristically upset when I promised not to share her story with anyone. “Why do you think I am sharing it with you? If I wanted to keep it a secret, I would have kept it a secret. I want you to share it with everyone, the best way you know how to. I want you to write about it,” she said. She then placed a hand on my shoulder as if I was the one who needed comforting, and she giggled, “It will be ok; just don’t name me in your stories.” It was our last conversation. She took her life the following day, on December 27th, 2018. This is the saddest poem I have ever written and the saddest poem I will ever write. The world is an ugly place. May your soul rest easy, friend. . . . #checkonafriend #wissauguste #paintherindarkcolors #rapeawareness #rapevictim #rapesurvivor #rapesurvivorsupport (at New York City, N.Y.) https://www.instagram.com/p/CX_yB6RlGyN/?utm_medium=tumblr

If loving you is my curse, It is a curse I never want to break— #wissauguste . . . #haitianpoet #romanticquotes #paintherindarkcolors #beneaththeveiloftime #lovepoems https://www.instagram.com/w.k.auguste/p/CX3vKFTFKrB/?utm_medium=tumblr

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“Unrequited love does not die; it’s only beaten down to a secret place where it hides, curled and wounded. For some unfortunates, it turns bitter and mean, and those who come after pay the price for the hurt done by the one who came before.” ― Ellie Newmark, The Book of Unholy Mischief . . . #wissauguste #unrequitedlove #poetryheals #painfulquotes #losingmyself #findingmyself #poetryreels #haitianpoet https://www.instagram.com/p/CXWcL6_ldYW/?utm_medium=tumblr

You fed me the poison from which I am dying, then you showed up with the antidote and called yourself my savior. #wissauguste (at New York City, N.Y.) https://www.instagram.com/p/CXRiGCiF-uq/?utm_medium=tumblr

Write down all the epithets etched on your back—all the names you have ever been called, the rumors, the lies(and the truths as well), all your mistakes, your losses and your successes. Then turn them all in poetry. I believe that’s the first step towards a happy life. #paintherindarkcolors (at Bronx, NY) https://www.instagram.com/p/CW3sYZtFiBD/?utm_medium=tumblr

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I once read in a book written for princes and kings that true, undying love was nothing but a curse from angry, jealous gods And from that day on, I have been searching the world for infinite ways to anger jealous gods #wissauguste #beneaththeveiloftime (at New York City, N.Y.) https://www.instagram.com/p/CT74QBLloIX/?utm_medium=tumblr