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A Gift for AI ‘Poets’

Since y’all LOVE AI poetry so much, I thought I’d generate one myself to express my feelings in the least creative, laziest way, that y’all can appreciate. 😌 Why bleed for words when a machine can pretend? Why forge your own voice when the prompt will defend? You call it creation, but borrow… read more

Confessions to the moon

Fate sends you The right person When you least feel like Meeting anyone. And they will be the only one To see a version of you That no one else Will ever have.

Live

I will live, even if life betrays me, I will dream, even if dreams abandon me

May everyone reap what they sow.

I neither covet anyone's possessions nor harbor ill feelings towards anyone; they taught us to be compassionate and conscientious.

Expressing

Had a fun session at this stage surrounded with lovely souls

Wonder

Fight fled Leaving me holding the bag. I cradle Insecure gently With trembling hands Faint heart Feinted mind Of course, I say Mean it, and how Harbor truths like The proverbial freight train Slow motion wreck and Collateral fuckery Weary declarations and Subdued rebellions Autonomy growls… read more

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✍️: Philip Larkin. MCMXIV - 1914.

Small part of a poem I wrote a wee while ago.

and something else that didn’t have a name, something lighter than breath. Maybe the soul. Maybe whatever’s left when you stop pretending. I felt myself split— body, mind, soul— three gods going their separate ways, each on its own plane, (edited)

Alone but not lonely

I walk alone beneath the moon, with my own heart as my sweetest tune. No one beside me, yet I’m alright, I’ve learned to enjoy my own quiet night. I need no crowd to make me whole, I’ve found my peace within my soul. So let me wander, let me roam— I may walk alone, but I am home.

Scared

I was scared Scared of insecurities Scared of uncertainties Scared of things that life brings Scared of the stares Scared of the sighs Scared of everything That has ever made me feel I'm not right But gone are the days Insecurities are no more the death stare I'm still imperfect The facial… read more

In search of you

In search of you I have found countless people in cue But none of them was like you I should stop Maybe just pause Wait and watch You played your role And that was all afterall.. Nahi?

Every day I wake up and strike one day off the calender

Every day I wake up and strike one day off the calender I wonder If I'm the writer Or just the spectator Is the story mine Or am I just another character? The constant passage of time Leaves me with loops of seven to nine The clock keeps hitting me right on time The stress i feel is not even… (edited) read more

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After 4 months of being here in Saudi Arabia, It is just now that I opened these handwritten letters from my co nurses from the Philippines. Nothing hits quite like a handwritten note that reminds you that you're valued, and appreciated..I am missing being the preceptor and mentor for new nurses… read more

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We're all holographic can't you see? Everything all at once in a single point called now The waves that comes to shore, never did left A single drop in the ocean makes ripples But no difference to the rest Torn between escaping but to nowhere Everything is and will be and it's all the same The in… read more

Brave

You can be scared or You can be brave You can sleep or You can fight without giving fate It's taste of turn You can give up or You can choose to bear the pain of run (That's not so fun!) You can fall, lose and get lost But that will still be better Then being a corpse Acting dead and… read more

"love or Price"

I use words like weapons because I’m afraid of what happens when I put them down. I was taught that love always comes with a price— a sacrifice, a loss. But why should loving you mean losing them? Why should I have to hurt the hands that held me just to hold yours? If love is meant to… read more

I wish.

The Names of the Absent

We call out their names,
though they will never hear them again,
they no longer can.
The heart whimpers with longing—
I wish I could hear you one more time. Their names, like a mantra,
cannot bring them back.
Yet they offer comfort
in an empty room,
in the darkness of night,
beneath the… read more

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⌛️ 🍂 💚 🌎

✍️: Kenneth Steven.

Let me 🥀

Let me rewire the time You once lost inside your mind Let me rewrite the letters You once sang along the rhymes Let me open the windows of your heart You once closed in the dark Let me see you See your reflection staring back at me Let me hear you A voice, an echo, a song of the sea Sail, sail… read more

Love

Look around, lice is all around.

Sad short true story: You look at me with your eyes I look at you with my heart. -The end-

I seek kindred souls who find meaning between the lines, Where unspoken emotions intertwine with eloquent designs. Perhaps our serendipitous meeting becomes a verse untold, A connection woven from words, profound and bold.

A soul once wandered through the ruins of what it had known, Until a serendipitous connection made the silence its own. A new presence breathed life into a heart grown still, And suddenly, yesterday felt distant, and tomorrow felt real.

"My Muse"

When I first saw him, I won’t say I felt butterflies. I felt my brain dizzy, or that I couldn’t stop thinking. Rather than saying it like that, I don’t even realize that he is the one for me. I saw him once, then twice, and then I visited his world in this world. It was beautiful— unlike… read more

𓍯𓂃...

𝗂’𝗆 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖽, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗇𝖾-𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖿, 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁. 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖨 𝖻𝗎𝗂𝗅𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝗆𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗋,… read more

So I decided to start sharing my poetry with Boo Community

Inspired by K drama Our Sticky Love

Seedless No memory to seed it. No prior crystal to copy. And still the sugar finds a shape. He said the word before the truth existed— just enough disturbance to start the lattice. She takes his form the way liquid takes a container it has never seen, because something in… read more

If you ever fall in love with me, don’t make me wait too long, because love is beautiful… but I’m sleepy and tired! 😂❤️

Cycle

Needless The way pressure gets applied And counterproductive Heedless The way I cling to a life I've yet to build Some require my breaking Some demand forsaking Some plead with me to Fracture into Needless The way pressure gets applied And counterproductive

A Bruise That Never Fades...

The way you talked about things, continuously blabbering, using hand gestures to support your story. Your tantrums and mood swings; I swear it took my heart when you smiled and blinked. It sounds a bit strange, I was tired and drained out of energy needed to live but after the day you found me,… read more

Yes? No?

Grafitti

Kneel like you're praying, hand on the pavement. Textured friction, be quick. The one piece of hope you brought from home. Back of your own dome, click sounds the prayer. Spliced little specks of new gray, new red, on old gray. See it? A mural wasn't supposed to be there. Old cans in a bag, old… read more

Kailash

Float towards me oh beloved one, Do not let me despair for too long, For I am certain my past has been long done, Hurry up my love, since my wait I cannot prolong. I want to feel your lips over mine and feel profoundly that for centuries they were mine, and and that my lips upon yours… read more

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"Will u still choose Me"

Will you still choose me after you see my scars? Not the little red ones that fade beneath time, but the deep, dark wounds buried where no hand can reach, where no touch can hold, where even time forgot how to heal. Will you still stay when I push you away for the hundred-thousandth time? I built… read more

29 Aug 2026

Cyclical feelings Arrogance and Depression Both are my ego