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Disc: I'm just going to post poetry here that I've written, please be kind. 💕 I call this one: “Beyond The Walls I've Built” Peeking through the bottom of a glass, I wonder if I can see what grows beyond the willows. Tall grass stretches everywhere I turn, endless and unmoving beneath around… read more

Contentment 🤍

Creating beautiful memories on my own, until someone who truly belongs joins the story. :)

Before bedtime

The moon and the sea in the picture of my bedroom look so close together, but in reality, they are so far apart they are on opposite sides of the ocean. 😶‍🌫️

Found it stacked away.

Sometimes, thoughts pop up, written down never to be ready again.

Fireworks

Some people are like fireworks beautiful, unforgettable, but never meant to stay.

Trust and let go

What’s for us will always find its way to us, no matter how long the wait. What’s not for us will always slip away, no matter how long we struggle to keep it. m/n: be kind to your heart and let it breathe and heal, let go.

Retention, Turning

I stayed. That was the rule. Not because I believed in anything, but because leaving would have cost more than I had left to give. Retention was weight. Held breath. A way of standing still so the ground didn’t notice I was tired. I learned how to make myself smaller without disappearing. How to… read more

What Remains After the Silence

I am the rest of something gone, a fading spark beneath the rain The dawn arrives, but not the dawn that once knew how to numb the pain I move through thoughts that twist, like a maze I built without a map I lose myself at every end, then wake again inside the trap I search for truths I cannot… (edited) read more

As Above So Below

I can smell memories very faintly at night when winter chokes my throat and blood clots in my chest. I can feel a pair of cold hand inside my skin, Touching ribs, making promises. I can see splatters of colors. All the grays and blues and some I forgot exist..

bye July

A short poem

Do you like writing?

Daylight

Daily, the rooms are entered without hesitation. Doors open as expected. No resistance encountered. Light behaves normally. Dust remains undisturbed. Nothing has been added. Nothing has been removed. Silence holds its position. It does not advance. It does not retreat. It simply remains. The… read more

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As I continue to wander through the vast possibilities of life, I ask for strength, I ask for guidance, I ask for growth... ... to reach complexities and the stars. My feet may wander and my mind may wonder, but still, I ask to be pushed until I see, come, and conquer the success beyond my… read more

New poem

There was a time when I needed To run through the valley of ghosts The end was too bright, now I see it And spare the thoughts of my host The fallout was coming in waves Love feels the most when it bleeds Some parts were found in chains Some others were given firm sests The story likes going in… read more

An older one

I'm at a road where time fades into a lie It feels really dark, but I want no light You may see me dance if the stars align They look so beautiful on tomorrow's sky I see everywhere, always felt divine You've found me mid-ascend, I don't want to hide Casting a shadow for selected few to fly Been… read more

Chaos

Where panic goes when god awakens The whole world sleeps under its guard Still unfulfilled some future lingers On cruel actions of hired cards Who's more afraid of coming figure That stares at dreams from dark afar The lasting one who lost a trigger The quick and small who lost a star They try to… read more

Do you believe the good relationships take effort, or do they happen naturally?

Some thoughts

It wasn't all like this And was it ever meant to be I just remember saying please And was it all I was meant to see There's all this work I've done And all these times I failed to chill Still I just feel like I've run Is this all I was meant to feel You can't break what I've found All the things… read more

When The Raven Rides Beneath The Eclipse

I was five when I first heard the beast whisper, two wheels beneath a sleeping sky, an engine promising there was somewhere else to be. Twenty-two years later, I finally caught it. Metal. Black. Beautiful. My childhood dream breathing between my hands. And still... nothing. No thunder in my… read more

Faces everywhere

You can always be around people You can always wear that smile Keep up your mask, make it last a while Someday you'll find your people Someday you'll find your someone So even when things are hopeless Never say that you are done When there are people around There is bound to be at least one

As compass heart

i belong to the void of my imagination..

Is this a conflict?

Can you be happy alone and still want love?

The Fear of Genuine Connection

Why do people chase your attention, then lose interest when they finally have it? 🤷🏻‍♀️

why it’s hard to believe when someone says they love you ? 🤷🏻‍♀️ Some people say they love the rain, yet they hide beneath an umbrella when it falls.☔️ Some say they love the wind, yet they close the windows when it blows.🍃

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Stress

A box in my hands does it remember or does it not the creases I formed to strengthen its form in time it grows weakened weathered and stressed let me get it to hold once again with the same weight put on might aswell start out with its best.

SWEET LIAR

Your words are sweet as honey, That the butterfly inside me wishes to become a bee. Sweet liar, what have you done to me?  You got me wounded already,  And I am still chasing the truth in the sweet lies you told me. It's funny how I waited for an answer, To the question you never… read more

Love and time

Is it true that some people can fall in love after being together for only a short time, while others set time limits for getting to know each other? For example, if you're talking to someone for less than 2-3 months and they say "I love you," it might not be real love. ? 🤷🏻‍♀️

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Unwritten, At This Age Today I turn a page— not just older, but newly unafraid of the empty spaces ahead. This age feels like a beginning, not an ending— like a song I’ve heard before but only now understand. The rest is still unwritten, they say— and for once, I believe it. No more living in… read more

We are but a liar to ourselves

From the beginning I knew, How apart we are, And how things stand, And how we will end, I knew, and yet I hope for a different ending. m/n: making poems again : )

He asked, “Will you open the door for me once again?” And for a moment, my heart almost forgot the pain. But then I remembered— I’ve opened it before… too many times for someone who always left it swinging behind him.

Experimenting with different poetic forms

-JOURNEY- To Think All we Want is to Belong somewhere in This world, want to find our path to Go, not stumble in the dark; maybe find a hand to Hold, some company on the journey, for a bumpy road with its gravel and dirt is Easier to take when you’re not alone but have some Love in your heart; one… (edited) read more

The Loneliness of Strong People

Is being strong a gift, or does it sometimes become a prison where no one realizes you need help too? 🤷🏻‍♀️

Honest

If everyone expressed their true feelings, would relationships become stronger, or would they end sooner?

A forgotten toast

Cheers To the mistakes, To the missteps, To the misfortunes, To the miseries, Cheers For in between all these, You endured, You fought, You struggled, Cheers, Because our pains Are all part of who we are, and what we become. And we’re still here, Living, believing and I hope Smiling.… read more

Do the stars grieve?

I float where twilight spills its violet sighs, Carrying echoes of moments that slipped through my hands. Moonlight drapes the night like a forgotten lullaby, Do the stars ever mourn the hearts that wander alone, or simply watch them vanish?

❄️ Snowfall Serenade ❄️

Softly falling, light and free, Snowflakes dance for all to see. A silent serenade in white, Transforming darkness into light. The world is hushed, the air is still, As snow descends on every hill. A blanket pure, a gentle grace, In winter's cold and snowy space. The evergreens, in robes so… read more

What then?

When your hands are tired from holding doors that never opened, when your knees remember every prayer but heaven does not what then? When you have bent yourself into softer shapes, kinder words, better habits, brighter smiles like maybe if you polished hard enough you’d finally be chosen and… read more

A Love poem I wrote while not in love.

_The stars above glisten, shimmering light spilling across the sky. Love so rare, yet bold and bright. Beneath this hopeful sky lives a tale of you and I . not cold, not bitter, not bruised by the world we barely trust. Honeycomb sweet, tender and gentle. A love not only yours, not only mine, but… read more

Loneliness

From a heart of stone to a soft and gentle soul, times to try to be ourselves and be known though how will you be yourself when your mask holds itself alone.