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When I Loved You The Most.
For so long, I’ve searched for the right words,
To capture what I lost when you slipped away.
Like waves, pulling at the shore, grain by grain,
Your absence erodes parts of me I cannot name.
We never truly belonged to the same world,
I wondered if standing on tiptoes could bridge
The distance between us—but I now confess,
That was my naive, foolish wish.
I always tell myself, This will be the last time,
The last time I drown in this sea of feelings,
Wasting my days longing for you without reason—
Yet, I’m drawn back to the moment you were with me.
I dream of your hand warm in mine,
Untouched by distance, when everything felt right.
But I wake with cold, empty hands, and realize—
All the pieces of you I can never reclaim.
I’ve tried for ages to name this feeling, but nothing fits.
Strangely, I loved you most in your absence,
Missed you fiercely when I saw you again,
Transformed into someone else, yet your memories refused to fade.
Nothing was ever the same after that summer without you.
The rainy season passed, the sky turned blue.
Yet not even the gentlest raindrops could cleanse my unshed tears,
Nor fill the void where you once stood.
If I had to name the effect you had on me—
I was the calmest water; you, the stone
That sent ripples through my life,
Shaking me to my very core.
Feelings spread like waves, filling my once-empty heart
With memories of you and a bittersweet ache.
The warmth of your hand, the sound of your voice—
The spark in your eyes that had me spellbound.
You’ll never know how you broke through my cold walls,
How your voice echoed past the water drowning my world,
Or how your face—radiant beneath the winter sun—
Still lives in my mind, vivid and clear.
As if just yesterday you were here,
But it’s been years since I felt that warmth.
And I fear you might become an echo— a ghost
That my cold hands can’t reach in these drowning waters.
To capture what I lost when you slipped away.
Like waves, pulling at the shore, grain by grain,
Your absence erodes parts of me I cannot name.
We never truly belonged to the same world,
I wondered if standing on tiptoes could bridge
The distance between us—but I now confess,
That was my naive, foolish wish.
I always tell myself, This will be the last time,
The last time I drown in this sea of feelings,
Wasting my days longing for you without reason—
Yet, I’m drawn back to the moment you were with me.
I dream of your hand warm in mine,
Untouched by distance, when everything felt right.
But I wake with cold, empty hands, and realize—
All the pieces of you I can never reclaim.
I’ve tried for ages to name this feeling, but nothing fits.
Strangely, I loved you most in your absence,
Missed you fiercely when I saw you again,
Transformed into someone else, yet your memories refused to fade.
Nothing was ever the same after that summer without you.
The rainy season passed, the sky turned blue.
Yet not even the gentlest raindrops could cleanse my unshed tears,
Nor fill the void where you once stood.
If I had to name the effect you had on me—
I was the calmest water; you, the stone
That sent ripples through my life,
Shaking me to my very core.
Feelings spread like waves, filling my once-empty heart
With memories of you and a bittersweet ache.
The warmth of your hand, the sound of your voice—
The spark in your eyes that had me spellbound.
You’ll never know how you broke through my cold walls,
How your voice echoed past the water drowning my world,
Or how your face—radiant beneath the winter sun—
Still lives in my mind, vivid and clear.
As if just yesterday you were here,
But it’s been years since I felt that warmth.
And I fear you might become an echo— a ghost
That my cold hands can’t reach in these drowning waters.
shine coshine
The Girl I Once Loved
The girl I once loved
Was the most beautiful of all,
With a radiant smile, and the kindest soul.
The girl I once loved
Had dark brown hair and big doe eyes,
Her soulful voice, her smile so wide.
She was as an angel in human disguise.
She was the person I looked up to,
Someone with whom I’d forever want to be.
We grew up together, a promise of ’forever after’
Shared stories and laughter.
The girl I once loved
Was the most beautiful of all,
With the kindest soul,
And a radiant smile to recall.
To the girl I once loved so dear,
I wish I could convey how much I hold you near.
In my heart, you meant the world to me,
All the things that made you perfect that you couldn’t see.
I wish you could see through my eyes,
Feel what I felt, no disguise.
To the girl I once loved dearly,
I hope to see your smile, sincerely.
To you, my dear love,
With the prettiest smile from above,
My first love, my life,
I hope you’ll smile again in time.
To you, my dear, my life’s treasure,
My love for you, no one can measure.
The world may not understand, but let them be,
Your happiness is everything I need to live.
To you, my dear, so pure,
The girl I still adore,
May you find happiness again.
Was the most beautiful of all,
With a radiant smile, and the kindest soul.
The girl I once loved
Had dark brown hair and big doe eyes,
Her soulful voice, her smile so wide.
She was as an angel in human disguise.
She was the person I looked up to,
Someone with whom I’d forever want to be.
We grew up together, a promise of ’forever after’
Shared stories and laughter.
The girl I once loved
Was the most beautiful of all,
With the kindest soul,
And a radiant smile to recall.
To the girl I once loved so dear,
I wish I could convey how much I hold you near.
In my heart, you meant the world to me,
All the things that made you perfect that you couldn’t see.
I wish you could see through my eyes,
Feel what I felt, no disguise.
To the girl I once loved dearly,
I hope to see your smile, sincerely.
To you, my dear love,
With the prettiest smile from above,
My first love, my life,
I hope you’ll smile again in time.
To you, my dear, my life’s treasure,
My love for you, no one can measure.
The world may not understand, but let them be,
Your happiness is everything I need to live.
To you, my dear, so pure,
The girl I still adore,
May you find happiness again.
shine coshine
Procrastination
Raindrops pitter endlessly,
Soaking the cracks of barren land.
Winter’s chill passed me by,
The summer sun now blazing bright.
Spring bloomed in bursts of colour,
Then autumn turned it all to dust.
The earth spins on and on,
But I’m too slow to track the time,
Sitting still, head in hand.
Still
Each drop,
Each breath,
Each second
Bleeds into wasted days.
Heartbeats race with every tick,
Mind stutters with every beat.
As I drown in pointless worry,
Waiting for storms
That never break the fog.
Yet each sunrise brings a promise,
To rise above the weight that buries me,
To start again, to shift my course.
I swore tomorrow would be mine,
But thoughts chained me to the core.
By noon, resolve begins to sink,
Beneath the pale moon’s gentle gaze.
My will dissolves with the fading day,
Washed away by the rain.
There’s no meaning, no end,
Just a cycle I cannot escape.
The relentless mornings.
The excruciating, mundane days,
The hollow evenings,
The endless, sleepless nights—
All the same, yet never quite.
I fear the change,
But stillness terrifies me too.
My heart, a sinking boat in a rising tide.
The storm shows no sign of passing by.
The rain drops keep pouring down,
Another day slips by, in blur and blue.
But the ticking never dies,
Still,my heartbeats tell me I’m alive.
Soaking the cracks of barren land.
Winter’s chill passed me by,
The summer sun now blazing bright.
Spring bloomed in bursts of colour,
Then autumn turned it all to dust.
The earth spins on and on,
But I’m too slow to track the time,
Sitting still, head in hand.
Still
Each drop,
Each breath,
Each second
Bleeds into wasted days.
Heartbeats race with every tick,
Mind stutters with every beat.
As I drown in pointless worry,
Waiting for storms
That never break the fog.
Yet each sunrise brings a promise,
To rise above the weight that buries me,
To start again, to shift my course.
I swore tomorrow would be mine,
But thoughts chained me to the core.
By noon, resolve begins to sink,
Beneath the pale moon’s gentle gaze.
My will dissolves with the fading day,
Washed away by the rain.
There’s no meaning, no end,
Just a cycle I cannot escape.
The relentless mornings.
The excruciating, mundane days,
The hollow evenings,
The endless, sleepless nights—
All the same, yet never quite.
I fear the change,
But stillness terrifies me too.
My heart, a sinking boat in a rising tide.
The storm shows no sign of passing by.
The rain drops keep pouring down,
Another day slips by, in blur and blue.
But the ticking never dies,
Still,my heartbeats tell me I’m alive.
shine coshine
My Unreturned Feelings...
Turning the pages of my worn-out book,
Mind drifting, floating somewhere, suddenly shook,
Headfirst to the ground, I fell, surprised,
When scribbles from back then caught my eyes,
In small letters written ”Hey I’m bored”
”Hey bored focus on the board”
A smile crept on my lips reminiscing of those times,
Yet strangely no warmth I find inside.
Stealing glances at you was my habit,
Praying not to get caught, I must admit,
How I miss those days, when on your face the sun would shine,
Admiring you from beside, hoping you’d be mine,
Turning my eyes away when you looked my way,
I knew it would end someday,
But unprepared I was, it took me a while,
To sit beside an empty seat, not seeing your smile,
Without the sun painting your face with its light,
I wasn’t ready to bid you goodbye, not quite.
As morning dawned, tears welled in your eyes,
You were moving far away from this tiny countryside,
I didn’t cry, said it would be fine,
But deep down, I knew it wouldn’t, I just lied.
Plans to meet made, promises to call,
But distance and time took their toll,
I am left alone in this small, familiar place,
Everything’s the same, but you’re not here to embrace,
Weirdly it feels like I’ve lost a part of me,
Regrets of what-ifs cling, tormenting me,
If only I had expressed what I felt and not been scared and slow,
Maybe it would have been easier for me to let go,
And live without these unreturned feelings that only grow.
I liked you years ago and I still do even now,
And I fear falling for another, my heart won’t allow.
P. S. It’s supposed be a story, I’m lazy that’s why I just made it into a poem...
Mind drifting, floating somewhere, suddenly shook,
Headfirst to the ground, I fell, surprised,
When scribbles from back then caught my eyes,
In small letters written ”Hey I’m bored”
”Hey bored focus on the board”
A smile crept on my lips reminiscing of those times,
Yet strangely no warmth I find inside.
Stealing glances at you was my habit,
Praying not to get caught, I must admit,
How I miss those days, when on your face the sun would shine,
Admiring you from beside, hoping you’d be mine,
Turning my eyes away when you looked my way,
I knew it would end someday,
But unprepared I was, it took me a while,
To sit beside an empty seat, not seeing your smile,
Without the sun painting your face with its light,
I wasn’t ready to bid you goodbye, not quite.
As morning dawned, tears welled in your eyes,
You were moving far away from this tiny countryside,
I didn’t cry, said it would be fine,
But deep down, I knew it wouldn’t, I just lied.
Plans to meet made, promises to call,
But distance and time took their toll,
I am left alone in this small, familiar place,
Everything’s the same, but you’re not here to embrace,
Weirdly it feels like I’ve lost a part of me,
Regrets of what-ifs cling, tormenting me,
If only I had expressed what I felt and not been scared and slow,
Maybe it would have been easier for me to let go,
And live without these unreturned feelings that only grow.
I liked you years ago and I still do even now,
And I fear falling for another, my heart won’t allow.
P. S. It’s supposed be a story, I’m lazy that’s why I just made it into a poem...
shine coshine
Unapologetically me
She can play sports and still love to dress up.
She can cry and still be strong.
She can do anything she wants,
Whatever she sets her heart on,
And yet still be portrayed as someone she’s not.
She doesn’t fit in a box.
She’s not ”one size fits all.”
She is a blend of contradictions,
A mix of strength and softness.
She is a warrior, a fighter, a student, a leader.
Still, the world tries to label her,
To choose one version of her story.
But she is all of it, interconnected.
Not one thing.
Everything.
She can cry and still be strong.
She can do anything she wants,
Whatever she sets her heart on,
And yet still be portrayed as someone she’s not.
She doesn’t fit in a box.
She’s not ”one size fits all.”
She is a blend of contradictions,
A mix of strength and softness.
She is a warrior, a fighter, a student, a leader.
Still, the world tries to label her,
To choose one version of her story.
But she is all of it, interconnected.
Not one thing.
Everything.
Nan ♡
Girl in the Mirrior
(DISCLAIMER! This is disturbing, but I promise you this is just a POEM! Nothing more)
That bottomless pain in my heart only caves in deeper as the days pass on
I feel like I’m drowning in my grief—
thick and sickening
Whenever I look at my reflection
my emotions slip away and I curse myself
My heart crumbles to dust
I want to break every mirror I see,
I never want to see the girl looking back at me ever again
I want to tear her apart
What happened to her?
I hate her so much,
this girl
I wish she never screwed her life up as she had
She makes me want to scream
and crumple to the ground
and die
Why do I have to see that girl
whenever I see a reflection?
What have I turned into?
What am I doing?
I hate that girl in the mirror
looking back at me
I wish she would disappear
I want her to die
and never come back
I’m drowning and I can’t. . .
I just can’t anymore
I never want to see her again
Just die already,
girl in the mirror,
whose eyes are full of pain
without a tear to drop
Just die
That bottomless pain in my heart only caves in deeper as the days pass on
I feel like I’m drowning in my grief—
thick and sickening
Whenever I look at my reflection
my emotions slip away and I curse myself
My heart crumbles to dust
I want to break every mirror I see,
I never want to see the girl looking back at me ever again
I want to tear her apart
What happened to her?
I hate her so much,
this girl
I wish she never screwed her life up as she had
She makes me want to scream
and crumple to the ground
and die
Why do I have to see that girl
whenever I see a reflection?
What have I turned into?
What am I doing?
I hate that girl in the mirror
looking back at me
I wish she would disappear
I want her to die
and never come back
I’m drowning and I can’t. . .
I just can’t anymore
I never want to see her again
Just die already,
girl in the mirror,
whose eyes are full of pain
without a tear to drop
Just die
APRIL Flawless
Neverland
Come on take me
to your Neverland.
Show me how you
always understand.
I feel like I will
get lost in your eyes.
You can make me
feel like a butterfly.
I don’t know why
you can say goodbye.
I won’t let you
ever ever cry.
I can touch and see
your face in the sand.
I know you will
always give me a hand.
to your Neverland.
Show me how you
always understand.
I feel like I will
get lost in your eyes.
You can make me
feel like a butterfly.
I don’t know why
you can say goodbye.
I won’t let you
ever ever cry.
I can touch and see
your face in the sand.
I know you will
always give me a hand.
Alice Nicole
I Did Everything
You told me to change
Said I wasn’t enough
You needed someone
to make you proud
You told me to be someone
I wasn’t
Indirectly urged me to lose myself
So I did
Now you’re asking me why
I’m not the same
Claiming it’s not how I was
supposed to be
Now you’re asking me why
I have changed
Tell me, what am I
supposed to do?
I listened to your words
with no choice
Did all you asked
Believing all was for the best
Believing your every lie
I did everything you wanted
Tried my best to meet your standards
Striving to be that child
who’d make you proud
But it seems as though I’ve failed
As if all I did is in vain
Because you’re still not satisfied
But I lost myself in the trying
Tell me, what am I
supposed to do now?
I did everything
Didn’t play with other kids
Tried my best to avoid foolishness
Worked to be someone
I wasn’t
I did my best to meet your standards
To live your dreams
To live as you wanted
Thinking of you as family
You were the only one for me
Now I don’t know
what I’m supposed to be
I don’t even recognize
me
You told me, so I did
Everything
But you’re still not satisfied
Now I don’t know why I even tried
Said I wasn’t enough
You needed someone
to make you proud
You told me to be someone
I wasn’t
Indirectly urged me to lose myself
So I did
Now you’re asking me why
I’m not the same
Claiming it’s not how I was
supposed to be
Now you’re asking me why
I have changed
Tell me, what am I
supposed to do?
I listened to your words
with no choice
Did all you asked
Believing all was for the best
Believing your every lie
I did everything you wanted
Tried my best to meet your standards
Striving to be that child
who’d make you proud
But it seems as though I’ve failed
As if all I did is in vain
Because you’re still not satisfied
But I lost myself in the trying
Tell me, what am I
supposed to do now?
I did everything
Didn’t play with other kids
Tried my best to avoid foolishness
Worked to be someone
I wasn’t
I did my best to meet your standards
To live your dreams
To live as you wanted
Thinking of you as family
You were the only one for me
Now I don’t know
what I’m supposed to be
I don’t even recognize
me
You told me, so I did
Everything
But you’re still not satisfied
Now I don’t know why I even tried
shine coshine
Gentle Ache
Take a stroll along the path,
Breathe it in,
before it slips past.
All I ever wanted,
all I ever dreamed,
Tucked in between the rain-soaked seams.
Raindrops fall like memories from above,
Each one a piece of the life I dreamed of.
Tender and fleeting,
fragile and true,
The kind of love I hoped for,
The kind of love I found in you.
Breathe it in,
before it slips past.
All I ever wanted,
all I ever dreamed,
Tucked in between the rain-soaked seams.
Raindrops fall like memories from above,
Each one a piece of the life I dreamed of.
Tender and fleeting,
fragile and true,
The kind of love I hoped for,
The kind of love I found in you.
Nan ♡
ALIVE (ZINDA)
A person doesn’t live alone
They die
By living with someone
Who doesn’t care about them,
Who is with them for selfish reasons only
They get suffocated
By becoming a second choice always
By feeling that
They’ll never be someone’s priority
They suffer
How are they alive
Didn’t the loneliness kill them?
Didn’t they shatter into thousands of pieces upon being used?
Didn’t they feel like dieing
Upon becoming just a backup?
And their smile
Yes the same smile which everyone finds very lovely
The same smile no one is there to protect
How is it still there?
Who will explain people
Corpse also walk
How can someone look shattered
When they are broken from inside
Not every smile reaches the eyes
The tears in one’s eyes aren’t shown.
PS: Never make someone feel they deserve to be a second option only, not a priority
Never expect a person to come and tell you their pain easily,
if they could they wouldn’t be broken
Never ignore the signs, giving hints is the most a person suffering can do
Never let the person willing to die reach the level of attempting once
they won’t stop till they succeed.
HINDI VERSION:
Insaan akele jeeta nahi,
Marta hai
Kisi aise ke saath rehne se
Jisko uski kadar nahi,
Jo bas matlab ke liye saath hai
Ghutan hoti hai
Humesha second choice bane reh jane se
Yeh ehsaas hone se ki
Kabhi woh kisiki priority na banega
Takleef hoti hai
Na jaane kaise zinda hai woh
Kya akelapan use kha nahi gaya?
Kya istemaal hone ke baad uske hazaaron tukade nahi ho gaye?
Kya kewal ek backup banne se
Mar jaane ka man nahi kar gaya?
Aur uski hasi
Ha wahi hasi jo sabko pyaari lagti hai
Wahi hasi jiski hifaazat karne wala nahi
Kaise hai barkarar?
Kaun samajhaye logo ko
Laashein bhi chalti hai
Kaise bikhra hua dikhe woh
Jo andar se toota hai
Har hasi aankho tak nahi pahuchti
Aankho ki nami dikhayi nahi jaati.
They die
By living with someone
Who doesn’t care about them,
Who is with them for selfish reasons only
They get suffocated
By becoming a second choice always
By feeling that
They’ll never be someone’s priority
They suffer
How are they alive
Didn’t the loneliness kill them?
Didn’t they shatter into thousands of pieces upon being used?
Didn’t they feel like dieing
Upon becoming just a backup?
And their smile
Yes the same smile which everyone finds very lovely
The same smile no one is there to protect
How is it still there?
Who will explain people
Corpse also walk
How can someone look shattered
When they are broken from inside
Not every smile reaches the eyes
The tears in one’s eyes aren’t shown.
PS: Never make someone feel they deserve to be a second option only, not a priority
Never expect a person to come and tell you their pain easily,
if they could they wouldn’t be broken
Never ignore the signs, giving hints is the most a person suffering can do
Never let the person willing to die reach the level of attempting once
they won’t stop till they succeed.
HINDI VERSION:
Insaan akele jeeta nahi,
Marta hai
Kisi aise ke saath rehne se
Jisko uski kadar nahi,
Jo bas matlab ke liye saath hai
Ghutan hoti hai
Humesha second choice bane reh jane se
Yeh ehsaas hone se ki
Kabhi woh kisiki priority na banega
Takleef hoti hai
Na jaane kaise zinda hai woh
Kya akelapan use kha nahi gaya?
Kya istemaal hone ke baad uske hazaaron tukade nahi ho gaye?
Kya kewal ek backup banne se
Mar jaane ka man nahi kar gaya?
Aur uski hasi
Ha wahi hasi jo sabko pyaari lagti hai
Wahi hasi jiski hifaazat karne wala nahi
Kaise hai barkarar?
Kaun samajhaye logo ko
Laashein bhi chalti hai
Kaise bikhra hua dikhe woh
Jo andar se toota hai
Har hasi aankho tak nahi pahuchti
Aankho ki nami dikhayi nahi jaati.
wandering mind
let them be
It started when I was younger—
when I first felt that silent void I’d long ignored.
I told myself, ’One day, I’ll blend in’
smiling wide, though my cheeks grew sore.
Yet time moved on, and nothing changed,
the promises I made wore thin.
Still the same, still full of doubt,
unsure of where to begin.
A perfectionist with flaws to spare,
fearing the slightest slip,
too harsh with every stumble,
shrinking beneath my own grip.
I praised the quirks in everyone,
yet loathed the mess inside of me.
I thought I had to have it all,
and that quest stole my peace quietly.
I left my joy upon the shelf,
hid the truth even from myself.
Wore my smile like a veil,
trying so hard to be enough—yet still I’d fail.
But after chasing perfect shadows,
I learned not to fear tomorrows,
to miss a beat, to take it slow,
to bend, to break, and still to grow.
It’s still a climb to not fit in,
to feel so small within,
when the world is loud and lonely,
and I speak silence slowly.
But maybe that’s the reason
to go easy on myself,
to see the cracks as part of me,
and to let them be.
when I first felt that silent void I’d long ignored.
I told myself, ’One day, I’ll blend in’
smiling wide, though my cheeks grew sore.
Yet time moved on, and nothing changed,
the promises I made wore thin.
Still the same, still full of doubt,
unsure of where to begin.
A perfectionist with flaws to spare,
fearing the slightest slip,
too harsh with every stumble,
shrinking beneath my own grip.
I praised the quirks in everyone,
yet loathed the mess inside of me.
I thought I had to have it all,
and that quest stole my peace quietly.
I left my joy upon the shelf,
hid the truth even from myself.
Wore my smile like a veil,
trying so hard to be enough—yet still I’d fail.
But after chasing perfect shadows,
I learned not to fear tomorrows,
to miss a beat, to take it slow,
to bend, to break, and still to grow.
It’s still a climb to not fit in,
to feel so small within,
when the world is loud and lonely,
and I speak silence slowly.
But maybe that’s the reason
to go easy on myself,
to see the cracks as part of me,
and to let them be.
shine coshine
𝐶𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑁𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑡𝑦-𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑅𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑠 🥀
𝐷𝑖𝑑 𝐼 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒? - 𝑆𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑚𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑔𝑜𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡.
𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ, 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 - 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔.
𝑀𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑠𝑜𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔.
𝐼 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟.
𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡? - 𝐼𝑡’𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑒.
𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑎 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑠,
𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑡ℎ.
𝐴𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒, 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑙𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑡𝑦-𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑠.
𝑄𝑢𝑜𝑡𝑒 : ”𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒎’𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏’𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔.”
~ 𝑫𝒆𝒆 💙
𝑁𝑜𝑡𝑒 - In Chinese culture, 99 roses symoblize that you’ll love somebody till your last breath.
© 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝑹𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒅 ✨
𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑜𝑤𝑛𝑒𝑟 🌸
Posted on : 18th April, 2025 🌙
~ 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 💕 ~
𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑐ℎ, 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑙𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟 - 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔.
𝑀𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑢𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑠𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑜𝑚 𝑠𝑜𝑎𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔.
𝐼 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑜𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑤𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟.
𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡? - 𝐼𝑡’𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑛’𝑡 𝑏𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑚𝑒.
𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑠 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑎 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑤𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑠,
𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑟𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑡ℎ.
𝐴𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒, 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑎𝑙𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑙 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑦 𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑡𝑦-𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑠.
𝑄𝑢𝑜𝑡𝑒 : ”𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒎’𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏’𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔.”
~ 𝑫𝒆𝒆 💙
𝑁𝑜𝑡𝑒 - In Chinese culture, 99 roses symoblize that you’ll love somebody till your last breath.
© 𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝑹𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒅 ✨
𝐼𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑜𝑤𝑛𝑒𝑟 🌸
Posted on : 18th April, 2025 🌙
~ 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 💕 ~
𝐷𝑒𝑒 💙
Your shadow in the clouds.
The moon shimmers softly on the waves,
I keep my secrets sealed within the deep.
Two shades of blue set apart by the horizon.
But when the sun sets both unite to one, no different at all.
the calming sounds of the ocean; distant.
Out of reach from the glimmering of the moon.
Reminding me of our own farewells,
As I see your shadow in the clouds.
Hiding beneath the glowing night sky.
And I’m afraid that’s all I got left from you.
But then when I close my eyes ready to cry.
I realize that you have become much more than just a hurtful memory.
Every beautiful night a reminder of you.
All I beat for and all I will ever love; is you,
Every song I sing and every melody I know.
You left me; paper and feathers,
enough light to catch every sunray in a thunderstorm.
showed me a way I could never find on my own.
You left a part of your beauty in every corner of the universe.
You are the rushing wind in a growing field, the soft light on a summer morning.
The evergreen forest and the brightest flowers.
All the colours I use for the paintings I make.
you are the soft spoken snow in a cold winter night,
the heartfelt touch of leaves in my hair.
The cold breeze next to the ocean shore, the spring which blossoms in my heart.
You are all the things I love.
I keep my secrets sealed within the deep.
Two shades of blue set apart by the horizon.
But when the sun sets both unite to one, no different at all.
the calming sounds of the ocean; distant.
Out of reach from the glimmering of the moon.
Reminding me of our own farewells,
As I see your shadow in the clouds.
Hiding beneath the glowing night sky.
And I’m afraid that’s all I got left from you.
But then when I close my eyes ready to cry.
I realize that you have become much more than just a hurtful memory.
Every beautiful night a reminder of you.
All I beat for and all I will ever love; is you,
Every song I sing and every melody I know.
You left me; paper and feathers,
enough light to catch every sunray in a thunderstorm.
showed me a way I could never find on my own.
You left a part of your beauty in every corner of the universe.
You are the rushing wind in a growing field, the soft light on a summer morning.
The evergreen forest and the brightest flowers.
All the colours I use for the paintings I make.
you are the soft spoken snow in a cold winter night,
the heartfelt touch of leaves in my hair.
The cold breeze next to the ocean shore, the spring which blossoms in my heart.
You are all the things I love.
iki
Dear Mr Scammer
Dear Mr Scammer,
Why you gotta be so fake?
Why you not a real person?
Why you wriggle like a snake?
Why you gotta take the words I write
And turn them into cash?
Why a lotta folks I know would like to kick you in your—
Ash and charcoal cinders
Mark and make the page with pitch,
But you hide behind the DMs
Like a sneaky little snitch.
Which is really most annoying,
What is ‘real’ breaks at the seams.
Why you gotta be decoying?
Why you toying with my dreams?
Why you gotta make up stories
‘Bout the contacts that you know?
Why you trawling categories
Like a keyword-trolling ho?
If you wanna make up fiction
Write some books or pen some verse,
Why you gotta bring such friction
Every time that you converse?
Lastly Mr Scammer
There’s one thing I’d like to know
When you look into the mirror,
When you’re really all alone:
Does this outreaching of pretense
Make you feel like a success?
Piggybacking at the expense
Of the creative process?
Do you ever stare and wonder,
Do you ever deconstruct,
Why so many writers send you
Words that rhyme with ‘debt’ and ‘ducked’?
Cos while you’re busy scamming
We hack keys that you forsook,
Factor that into your spamming,
Yours sincerely,
Neobook
Why you gotta be so fake?
Why you not a real person?
Why you wriggle like a snake?
Why you gotta take the words I write
And turn them into cash?
Why a lotta folks I know would like to kick you in your—
Ash and charcoal cinders
Mark and make the page with pitch,
But you hide behind the DMs
Like a sneaky little snitch.
Which is really most annoying,
What is ‘real’ breaks at the seams.
Why you gotta be decoying?
Why you toying with my dreams?
Why you gotta make up stories
‘Bout the contacts that you know?
Why you trawling categories
Like a keyword-trolling ho?
If you wanna make up fiction
Write some books or pen some verse,
Why you gotta bring such friction
Every time that you converse?
Lastly Mr Scammer
There’s one thing I’d like to know
When you look into the mirror,
When you’re really all alone:
Does this outreaching of pretense
Make you feel like a success?
Piggybacking at the expense
Of the creative process?
Do you ever stare and wonder,
Do you ever deconstruct,
Why so many writers send you
Words that rhyme with ‘debt’ and ‘ducked’?
Cos while you’re busy scamming
We hack keys that you forsook,
Factor that into your spamming,
Yours sincerely,
Neobook
Secret Geek
Failure
”Step up in front of the class!”
”Describe yourself with one word”
”No inappropriate choices or phrases, don’t make it absurd!”
I curse myself seeing she picks me first
My classmates were now immersed, in my next move
I disapprove, of the laughing I hear from the back of the room
With my hands shaking, I utter ”Failure”
The teacher glances
But I’ve been on my best behavior
The laughing grows louder
The teacher scolds, how her, choice
Of words created a riot
And made the kids anything but quiet
”No, let me explain!”
”Please sit down, we don’t have all day.”
The cycle of failure continues to replay
”Describe yourself with one word”
”No inappropriate choices or phrases, don’t make it absurd!”
I curse myself seeing she picks me first
My classmates were now immersed, in my next move
I disapprove, of the laughing I hear from the back of the room
With my hands shaking, I utter ”Failure”
The teacher glances
But I’ve been on my best behavior
The laughing grows louder
The teacher scolds, how her, choice
Of words created a riot
And made the kids anything but quiet
”No, let me explain!”
”Please sit down, we don’t have all day.”
The cycle of failure continues to replay
AN AN
Cornerstone
I sit at the cornerstone
A fragment, a shadow, unseen.
The world moves beyond my reach,
Yet I remain adrift, alone.
My thoughts spiral, tangled and raw, Echoes of doubts whisper my name. I crave a touch, a presence, a voice, Something to tether me to the light.
Just one whisper to tell me I’m alright, One gentle tap to remind me I’m here. That I’m not just a forgotten soul, Left behind at the cornerstone.
My thoughts spiral, tangled and raw, Echoes of doubts whisper my name. I crave a touch, a presence, a voice, Something to tether me to the light.
Just one whisper to tell me I’m alright, One gentle tap to remind me I’m here. That I’m not just a forgotten soul, Left behind at the cornerstone.
Nan ♡
I Don’t Know Why, I Even Try
Soft-spoken
Not profane
Another argument I must refrain,
From sharing my thoughts
Calling the shots
Hoping my stance comes clear
And that my respect isn’t seen as mere
Once I step up,
To the conversation
I can already feel the agitation
”I disagree with this”
”I disagree with that”
Could you even hear each other’s perspective?
We’re getting off track!
Combative is the spirit
Being heard is the goal
If you refuse to listen, the purpose is gone as a whole
So I ask you
The one with malice in their eyes,
Why did I even try?
Not profane
Another argument I must refrain,
From sharing my thoughts
Calling the shots
Hoping my stance comes clear
And that my respect isn’t seen as mere
Once I step up,
To the conversation
I can already feel the agitation
”I disagree with this”
”I disagree with that”
Could you even hear each other’s perspective?
We’re getting off track!
Combative is the spirit
Being heard is the goal
If you refuse to listen, the purpose is gone as a whole
So I ask you
The one with malice in their eyes,
Why did I even try?
AN AN
When Everyone And No One’s Watching
When you look in my eyes and tell me I’m beautiful.
Will you do the same in front of your friends at all costs?
Will I still be the one you want when the world is watching?
Will you still hold me when your ex’s parents walk in?
Tell me I’m in all your dreams,
Tell me I’m the reason you breathe.
Will you do it in front of everyone and when there’s no one?
I think about it too often.
But will I be the one when everyone and no one is watching?
Will I still be your prize when I’m close to fifty nine?
Will you tell your friends that I’m your life?
Will I be enough for you, with the blinds closed and in front of judging eyes?
In front of strangers, will you say that you never need to see the northern lights because you are holding the sight?
Will I be enough for you when everyone and no one is watching?
When your hurt, will you call on my name on the edge of time?
Will you do the same when your family stay the night?
Will I be enough for you when everyone and no one is watching?
Will you do the same in front of your friends at all costs?
Will I still be the one you want when the world is watching?
Will you still hold me when your ex’s parents walk in?
Tell me I’m in all your dreams,
Tell me I’m the reason you breathe.
Will you do it in front of everyone and when there’s no one?
I think about it too often.
But will I be the one when everyone and no one is watching?
Will I still be your prize when I’m close to fifty nine?
Will you tell your friends that I’m your life?
Will I be enough for you, with the blinds closed and in front of judging eyes?
In front of strangers, will you say that you never need to see the northern lights because you are holding the sight?
Will I be enough for you when everyone and no one is watching?
When your hurt, will you call on my name on the edge of time?
Will you do the same when your family stay the night?
Will I be enough for you when everyone and no one is watching?
SzS 12
”Whispers of Eternity: A Dance of Souls”
In the moonlit sky, our love takes flight,
A symphony of hearts, shining bright.
Across the stars, our souls entwine,
A love so deep, so truly divine.
Your eyes, like diamonds, sparkle with grace,
Reflecting love’s light upon my face.
In every touch, I feel the fire ignite,
Burning desire, passion’s endless flight.
Your gentle whispers, a sweet melody,
Captivating my heart, setting it free.
In every word, a love story is told,
A tale of two hearts, forever bold.
Together we dance, in an eternal embrace,
Two souls intertwined, finding solace.
In your arms, I find my sanctuary,
A love so pure, a beautiful sanctuary.
Through the storms of life, we’ll never break,
Bound by a love that nothing can shake.
In your presence, I find strength and peace,
A love that’s timeless, it will never cease.
So here’s my heart, offered in this verse,
A love that’s boundless, an eternal curse.
Forever entwined, our spirits aligned,
In this love poem, our love defined.
A symphony of hearts, shining bright.
Across the stars, our souls entwine,
A love so deep, so truly divine.
Your eyes, like diamonds, sparkle with grace,
Reflecting love’s light upon my face.
In every touch, I feel the fire ignite,
Burning desire, passion’s endless flight.
Your gentle whispers, a sweet melody,
Captivating my heart, setting it free.
In every word, a love story is told,
A tale of two hearts, forever bold.
Together we dance, in an eternal embrace,
Two souls intertwined, finding solace.
In your arms, I find my sanctuary,
A love so pure, a beautiful sanctuary.
Through the storms of life, we’ll never break,
Bound by a love that nothing can shake.
In your presence, I find strength and peace,
A love that’s timeless, it will never cease.
So here’s my heart, offered in this verse,
A love that’s boundless, an eternal curse.
Forever entwined, our spirits aligned,
In this love poem, our love defined.
Jhianne Panizales
𝘏𝘢𝘭𝘧 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘈𝘵 𝘔𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵
Black pearls and your eyes,
Something that I saw just once.
You didn’t say the word,
But maybe I understand.
A half moon in the sky -
I remember the flowers you like.
I said I never loved,
But I lied all along..
10 missed calls from my broken heart.
I taste depressing now -
I wish I answered to the girl at sixteen.
Oh it’s burning everywhere as I drench in the same nightmare.
Half hearts at midnight - but do you still care?
~ ᗪEE ♡
Thanks a lot for reading! 💕
Something that I saw just once.
You didn’t say the word,
But maybe I understand.
A half moon in the sky -
I remember the flowers you like.
I said I never loved,
But I lied all along..
10 missed calls from my broken heart.
I taste depressing now -
I wish I answered to the girl at sixteen.
Oh it’s burning everywhere as I drench in the same nightmare.
Half hearts at midnight - but do you still care?
~ ᗪEE ♡
Thanks a lot for reading! 💕
𝐷𝑒𝑒 💙
I hope
’Cause I don’t like to see you cry,
I don’t want to say goodbye.
Just promise me that you’ll smile,
Everytime you say goodnight.
I’ll look into your eye,
And promise to always try.
Whenever you say Hi,
My day becomes bright.
I’ll chase down the light,
And forever bring it to your sight.
Just promise me that you’ll smile,
Everytime you say goodnight.
’Cause you light up my every night,
I hope I always stay in your sight.
I don’t want to say goodbye.
Just promise me that you’ll smile,
Everytime you say goodnight.
I’ll look into your eye,
And promise to always try.
Whenever you say Hi,
My day becomes bright.
I’ll chase down the light,
And forever bring it to your sight.
Just promise me that you’ll smile,
Everytime you say goodnight.
’Cause you light up my every night,
I hope I always stay in your sight.
Alice Nicole
Words
What is it that makes a true poet?
I’m often sick of the words I speak.
One after another is all as we know it,
All I wanna do is change the fleet.
Blow out the candle and rhyme, rhyme,
That’s all I’m bound to do.
Why can’t I have words that are only mine?
Something that will actually please you.
I hate poetry but can’t stop writing,
It draws me back every day.
I don’t care, I wanna stop fighting,
Where the fuck is my say?
We learn, we lose, then we win big,
But never receive a proper prize.
I ain’t ever heard of a poet gig,
Not appreciated until we dies.
I publish but no one cares or cared,
It’s just escapism for my brain.
All the paper I write on ends up teared,
Nothing to add to my name.
Words can be dry when the ink soaks,
Crisp and black as the fire does dawn.
Talent disappears after a few creative strokes,
All this shit written, will always be torn.
I’m often sick of the words I speak.
One after another is all as we know it,
All I wanna do is change the fleet.
Blow out the candle and rhyme, rhyme,
That’s all I’m bound to do.
Why can’t I have words that are only mine?
Something that will actually please you.
I hate poetry but can’t stop writing,
It draws me back every day.
I don’t care, I wanna stop fighting,
Where the fuck is my say?
We learn, we lose, then we win big,
But never receive a proper prize.
I ain’t ever heard of a poet gig,
Not appreciated until we dies.
I publish but no one cares or cared,
It’s just escapism for my brain.
All the paper I write on ends up teared,
Nothing to add to my name.
Words can be dry when the ink soaks,
Crisp and black as the fire does dawn.
Talent disappears after a few creative strokes,
All this shit written, will always be torn.
Charlie !
The Garden of life
Life is a garden and aren’t we all flowers?
flowers of all colors and scent, some beautiful and some ugly yet unique in its own way.
If life is pointless, then why are we here?
Maybe we are here for the creator’s entertainment.
If that is so, I won’t force myself to like anything neither would I force myself to hate anything.
flowers of all colors and scent, some beautiful and some ugly yet unique in its own way.
If life is pointless, then why are we here?
Maybe we are here for the creator’s entertainment.
If that is so, I won’t force myself to like anything neither would I force myself to hate anything.
Buby Sama
Situationship
Sometimes I’m right and sometimes I’m wrong, poking my nose into what’s not my “business”.
I admit that what I did was wrong,
But still couldn’t have hurt if you told me the truth.
Fight with me , slap me , then leave me to bruise.
To heal in my own way,
I was just a child.
A kid too innocent,
To know what and why ?
I wish you explained to me why you were so angry,
Anger management, should have been your strategy.
But you didn’t care, couldn’t control it all in.
So of course , you had to take it out on your kid.
A/n
“Why did you leave us (me) here?”
I admit that what I did was wrong,
But still couldn’t have hurt if you told me the truth.
Fight with me , slap me , then leave me to bruise.
To heal in my own way,
I was just a child.
A kid too innocent,
To know what and why ?
I wish you explained to me why you were so angry,
Anger management, should have been your strategy.
But you didn’t care, couldn’t control it all in.
So of course , you had to take it out on your kid.
A/n
“Why did you leave us (me) here?”
Nan ♡
🖤
Hi
It’s my birthday
And I’m surprisingly happy
It’s kinda scary
It’s my birthday
And I’m surprisingly happy
It’s kinda scary
IREH 🖤
if eyes were nightlights.
amidst the riders of dark stealing our feelings as they pass by,
i question all the seasons that have ever brushed their faces.
their hands have wrinkled labouring to keep foreheads dry,
yet somehow, the storms always seep out at the wrong places.
i want to speak and know if calm is what really stills their seas,
but masks are mesmerizing so everything is only white or black.
if eyes were nightlights, they’d shine with all the hushed pleas,
and then we would see in them bleeding feet on uneven tracks.
—S.
i question all the seasons that have ever brushed their faces.
their hands have wrinkled labouring to keep foreheads dry,
yet somehow, the storms always seep out at the wrong places.
i want to speak and know if calm is what really stills their seas,
but masks are mesmerizing so everything is only white or black.
if eyes were nightlights, they’d shine with all the hushed pleas,
and then we would see in them bleeding feet on uneven tracks.
—S.
S .
Eyes talk
If eyes talk, i talk too much.
You know when i cry,
The red rims of my eyes
You know when im happy,
The slight scrunch of joy
You know my whole life,
The desperation of being more.
You know who i am,
And that scares the shit out of me,
To be vulnrable in a world where
People are unpredictable
And the only thing you can rely on,
Is yourself.
You know when i cry,
The red rims of my eyes
You know when im happy,
The slight scrunch of joy
You know my whole life,
The desperation of being more.
You know who i am,
And that scares the shit out of me,
To be vulnrable in a world where
People are unpredictable
And the only thing you can rely on,
Is yourself.
Nan ♡
Sofa
I’m wasting my day again, staring at the TV,
Watching romcom movies, lost in memories of you and me.
The song you once loved hums softly on the radio,
And I swear I hear your voice, though you left long ago.
I forgot to turn off the stove, extinguish the fire inside,
Forgot to pull back the curtains and let the sunlight collide.
I’m sitting on the sofa, reliving our past times,
Wishing I could erase it all and rewrite the lines.
The coffee’s gone bitter, like memories now stale,
I read yesterday’s news, retelling a hollow tale.
It’s all old news— like us, like what we used to be,
Yet I read it again, hoping for something I failed to see.
I missed the alarm, slept through the whole day,
Watched the walls crumble, but I couldn’t get away.
The cracks are growing deeper, but you can’t hear me shout,
So I drown the silence in liquor, trying to drink the pain out.
I’m sitting with your ghost on this worn-out sofa,
As you hum along to the radio, though it was a while ago.
I’m wasting my days again, staring at the TV,
Watching those romcoms you used to love with me.
Watching romcom movies, lost in memories of you and me.
The song you once loved hums softly on the radio,
And I swear I hear your voice, though you left long ago.
I forgot to turn off the stove, extinguish the fire inside,
Forgot to pull back the curtains and let the sunlight collide.
I’m sitting on the sofa, reliving our past times,
Wishing I could erase it all and rewrite the lines.
The coffee’s gone bitter, like memories now stale,
I read yesterday’s news, retelling a hollow tale.
It’s all old news— like us, like what we used to be,
Yet I read it again, hoping for something I failed to see.
I missed the alarm, slept through the whole day,
Watched the walls crumble, but I couldn’t get away.
The cracks are growing deeper, but you can’t hear me shout,
So I drown the silence in liquor, trying to drink the pain out.
I’m sitting with your ghost on this worn-out sofa,
As you hum along to the radio, though it was a while ago.
I’m wasting my days again, staring at the TV,
Watching those romcoms you used to love with me.
shine coshine
CHILDHOOD
In the realm of youth, where dreams took flight,
A treasure trove of memories, shining so bright,
Regret, a gentle whisper that softly sighs,
Longing to rewrite the tale, where innocence lies.
Oh, childhood’s realm, a symphony so grand,
Where laughter danced, a whimsical band,
In joyous abandon, we leaped and we played,
Unfettered hearts, blissfully unaware they’d fade.
But time’s relentless march sweeps us away,
Adolescence’s blooms, petals astray,
Mistakes, they cling, haunting and persist,
As we yearn for chances lost within the mist.
Yet let not regret shroud us in despair,
For echoes of yesterday need not ensnare,
Through wisdom’s lens, let growth arise,
Finding solace in lessons, as the soul reprises.
For childhood, a palette of vibrant hues,
With youthful trials and experiences we choose,
Mistakes, brushstrokes forming imperfect art,
Adding depth, shaping life’s intricate chart.
Though we yearn to mend past transgressions dear,
To rewrite tales, fresh impressions sear,
Forgiveness must bloom deep within the core,
To release the burden regret once bore.
For to be human is to falter and learn,
To grasp the embers from failures’ burn,
Seeking redemption, a chance to ascend,
With humility, our flaws we must transcend.
Childhood’s days, ethereal and fleet,
Yet the soul’s fabric, forever complete,
With gratitude, let blessings be known,
Embrace the present, a canvas we own.
So, let the weight of regret finally depart,
Cherish life’s lessons, etched within the heart,
For every thread in the tapestry’s weft,
Shapes our being, who we are, life’s secrets we’ve kept.
Embrace growth’s beauty, its ceaseless change,
A range of compassion, hearts rearranged,
And know, dear soul, in life’s grand charade,
You hold the power to flourish, to serenade.
For childhood’s whispers may blend with the past,
Yet the strength of your spirit forever will last,
In the legacy you build, the love you bestow,
In the person you’ve become, seeds of greatness you sow.
A treasure trove of memories, shining so bright,
Regret, a gentle whisper that softly sighs,
Longing to rewrite the tale, where innocence lies.
Oh, childhood’s realm, a symphony so grand,
Where laughter danced, a whimsical band,
In joyous abandon, we leaped and we played,
Unfettered hearts, blissfully unaware they’d fade.
But time’s relentless march sweeps us away,
Adolescence’s blooms, petals astray,
Mistakes, they cling, haunting and persist,
As we yearn for chances lost within the mist.
Yet let not regret shroud us in despair,
For echoes of yesterday need not ensnare,
Through wisdom’s lens, let growth arise,
Finding solace in lessons, as the soul reprises.
For childhood, a palette of vibrant hues,
With youthful trials and experiences we choose,
Mistakes, brushstrokes forming imperfect art,
Adding depth, shaping life’s intricate chart.
Though we yearn to mend past transgressions dear,
To rewrite tales, fresh impressions sear,
Forgiveness must bloom deep within the core,
To release the burden regret once bore.
For to be human is to falter and learn,
To grasp the embers from failures’ burn,
Seeking redemption, a chance to ascend,
With humility, our flaws we must transcend.
Childhood’s days, ethereal and fleet,
Yet the soul’s fabric, forever complete,
With gratitude, let blessings be known,
Embrace the present, a canvas we own.
So, let the weight of regret finally depart,
Cherish life’s lessons, etched within the heart,
For every thread in the tapestry’s weft,
Shapes our being, who we are, life’s secrets we’ve kept.
Embrace growth’s beauty, its ceaseless change,
A range of compassion, hearts rearranged,
And know, dear soul, in life’s grand charade,
You hold the power to flourish, to serenade.
For childhood’s whispers may blend with the past,
Yet the strength of your spirit forever will last,
In the legacy you build, the love you bestow,
In the person you’ve become, seeds of greatness you sow.
Lil D-Kay
Would you be scared?
Would you be scared?
If you saw me jump off a bridge.
Would you run and try to save me or stand there and watch?
Would you be scared?
If you saw me drawing red lines on myself with a knife.
Would you hide and watch or tell me to stop?
Would you be scared?
If you saw a group of guys trying to take advantage of me.
Would you stand there and watch or try to tell them to stop?
Would you be scared?
If you saw me trying to hang myself.
Would you just peek through the door and watch me suffocate or save my life?
Would you be scared?
If you found me dead in the woods.
Would you walk away from my body or tell people you found me?
No sorry, The real question is,
Would you save me?
You tell me you love me yet you can’t answer me.
Would you save my life?
If you saw a group of guys beating me up
Would you run up and tell them to stop or stand there in watch?
Would you call me a punk?
If I told you these girls took advantage of me.
Would I still be your #1?
Would you be there for me?
If you saw me crying alone?
Yes.
There’s a difference between you and me.
I never told you ”I loved you” yet I still try to show it.
But you, you just say that you love me. Yet you never show it.
If you saw me jump off a bridge.
Would you run and try to save me or stand there and watch?
Would you be scared?
If you saw me drawing red lines on myself with a knife.
Would you hide and watch or tell me to stop?
Would you be scared?
If you saw a group of guys trying to take advantage of me.
Would you stand there and watch or try to tell them to stop?
Would you be scared?
If you saw me trying to hang myself.
Would you just peek through the door and watch me suffocate or save my life?
Would you be scared?
If you found me dead in the woods.
Would you walk away from my body or tell people you found me?
No sorry, The real question is,
Would you save me?
You tell me you love me yet you can’t answer me.
Would you save my life?
If you saw a group of guys beating me up
Would you run up and tell them to stop or stand there in watch?
Would you call me a punk?
If I told you these girls took advantage of me.
Would I still be your #1?
Would you be there for me?
If you saw me crying alone?
Yes.
There’s a difference between you and me.
I never told you ”I loved you” yet I still try to show it.
But you, you just say that you love me. Yet you never show it.
Nelly Louis
Fragments Of My Childhood
The fragrance of my childhood
Hides in the folds of your embrace.
You were warm, like the sun’s rays,
Whenever I needed you, you were there.
I thought our relationship would always stay that way.
I loved you so much, and I expected you to do the same,
But with time, our relationship got tainted,
And our love for each other slowly faded.
With passing years, the distance grew between us.
It’s not like I don’t love you anymore,
I still do as much as before,
And I know you love me too,
But it does not feel the same anymore.
You are here, but when I look for you,
I just cannot find you anywhere.
Even though the world left me behind,
I hoped you would be with me through time.
In the fragments of my childhood,
All the love you gave me, I still remember,
But all the times you looked at me with contempt, I still remember.
My love for you is still there,
Your love for me is still here.
But our relationship is not like before,
Even though we are so close by,
It feels like we are countries apart.
I can’t feel your warmth anymore,
All the good memories of you are here,
You too are here, but it’s not like before.
In the fragments of my childhood,
All the love you gave me, I still remember,
In those fragments, I remember how
You used to smile and look at me with love.
In your embrace, I felt all the warmth.
You were there for me whenever I cried,
And when I needed you, you appeared right before my eyes.
But now that I am older, things have changed.
As I look at you, I don’t feel the same,
You’re still as before, but we are not anymore.
People say, with time, relationships change, and I guess that’s true.
What we have now is hard to believe, describe.
In the fragments of my childhood,
All the love you gave me, I still remember,
How you looked at me lovingly, I still reminisce and smile.
But I still remember how you gazed at me as if I were something filthy.
In those fragments of my childhood,
I still remember that young child who used to be happy.
And loved their mother dearly; they still do,
But it’s not the same anymore.
It’s all just confined to those fragments,
And those fragments are slowly fading away,
Like those dreams that fade over time.
In the fragments of my childhood,
All the love you gave me, I still remember,
All the times you smiled at me lovingly, I still remember.
But just like a dream, it doesn’t feel real anymore.
Hides in the folds of your embrace.
You were warm, like the sun’s rays,
Whenever I needed you, you were there.
I thought our relationship would always stay that way.
I loved you so much, and I expected you to do the same,
But with time, our relationship got tainted,
And our love for each other slowly faded.
With passing years, the distance grew between us.
It’s not like I don’t love you anymore,
I still do as much as before,
And I know you love me too,
But it does not feel the same anymore.
You are here, but when I look for you,
I just cannot find you anywhere.
Even though the world left me behind,
I hoped you would be with me through time.
In the fragments of my childhood,
All the love you gave me, I still remember,
But all the times you looked at me with contempt, I still remember.
My love for you is still there,
Your love for me is still here.
But our relationship is not like before,
Even though we are so close by,
It feels like we are countries apart.
I can’t feel your warmth anymore,
All the good memories of you are here,
You too are here, but it’s not like before.
In the fragments of my childhood,
All the love you gave me, I still remember,
In those fragments, I remember how
You used to smile and look at me with love.
In your embrace, I felt all the warmth.
You were there for me whenever I cried,
And when I needed you, you appeared right before my eyes.
But now that I am older, things have changed.
As I look at you, I don’t feel the same,
You’re still as before, but we are not anymore.
People say, with time, relationships change, and I guess that’s true.
What we have now is hard to believe, describe.
In the fragments of my childhood,
All the love you gave me, I still remember,
How you looked at me lovingly, I still reminisce and smile.
But I still remember how you gazed at me as if I were something filthy.
In those fragments of my childhood,
I still remember that young child who used to be happy.
And loved their mother dearly; they still do,
But it’s not the same anymore.
It’s all just confined to those fragments,
And those fragments are slowly fading away,
Like those dreams that fade over time.
In the fragments of my childhood,
All the love you gave me, I still remember,
All the times you smiled at me lovingly, I still remember.
But just like a dream, it doesn’t feel real anymore.
shine coshine
Guess whose birthday it is today - winner announcement
First things first,
a big thank you to all of you
who made the time to wish me
happy birthday!!
Secondly, I’m sorry about the delay
when it comes to announcing the winner
of the ”guess my age” challenge.
I wasn’t really sure how to go about it,
but I have the winner now.
Drum roll, please!!
🥁
(Sorry, this site’s crap. 😆)
And
the
winner
is
@ratunderyourbed
Congratulations!!! 🎉🎉
And once again thanks to all
who took part in the challenge
and who wished me happy birthday!!
a big thank you to all of you
who made the time to wish me
happy birthday!!
Secondly, I’m sorry about the delay
when it comes to announcing the winner
of the ”guess my age” challenge.
I wasn’t really sure how to go about it,
but I have the winner now.
Drum roll, please!!
🥁
(Sorry, this site’s crap. 😆)
And
the
winner
is
@ratunderyourbed
Congratulations!!! 🎉🎉
And once again thanks to all
who took part in the challenge
and who wished me happy birthday!!
Milka
Dear myself
Love is a beautiful feeling
A beautiful emotion
we all go through once in a life
we fall in love with other people
Not knowing where it will lead us
But in loving the other person
We forgot to love ourself
We forgot what makes us happy
We lost our true self
Only to be loved by others
In the way to please others we become harder on ourselves
We lost peace in our life
Which can only be achieved when we will start accepting us the way we are because others will never be satisfied
For once forget about so called society standards
And start loving ourselves
Look into the mirror and smile cause you are beautiful the way you are
Accept our flaws cause no one is perfect
Why to find love outside when it’s within you
So dear myself love yourself for what you are
A beautiful emotion
we all go through once in a life
we fall in love with other people
Not knowing where it will lead us
But in loving the other person
We forgot to love ourself
We forgot what makes us happy
We lost our true self
Only to be loved by others
In the way to please others we become harder on ourselves
We lost peace in our life
Which can only be achieved when we will start accepting us the way we are because others will never be satisfied
For once forget about so called society standards
And start loving ourselves
Look into the mirror and smile cause you are beautiful the way you are
Accept our flaws cause no one is perfect
Why to find love outside when it’s within you
So dear myself love yourself for what you are
Sabah Shaikh
Think like a proton
Inside of the atom happily there lived
Particles positive with particles negative
Two opposing kinds, yet they still got on
Until one day the protons said,
”That is not on!
Dear electrons, you’re always so negative,
you bring us down
There’s no reason to feel so blue,
no reason to frown
Your faces are always like
a wet weekend
This is where your negativity
must forever end”
”What do you mean it must end?
Do you not understand, our dear friends?
Not everything in life is to smile about
Balance is the key
and we balance each other out
It’s good to look on the bright side of life
Being positive does help in strife
But while it’s good to be optimistic
It’s also important to stay realistic”
”When you say it like that,
it all makes sense
It explains why you always
seem so tense
Your negativity is justified,
it’s your role
You keep things real
within the atom’s wall”
And that was that,
then things went back to normal
The protons and the eleçtrons’
relationship back to cordial
Respecting each other’s differences,
their unique styles
They work side by side
alone together all the while
A/n: Please note that all credit
for the image
goes to their rightful owners.
Particles positive with particles negative
Two opposing kinds, yet they still got on
Until one day the protons said,
”That is not on!
Dear electrons, you’re always so negative,
you bring us down
There’s no reason to feel so blue,
no reason to frown
Your faces are always like
a wet weekend
This is where your negativity
must forever end”
”What do you mean it must end?
Do you not understand, our dear friends?
Not everything in life is to smile about
Balance is the key
and we balance each other out
It’s good to look on the bright side of life
Being positive does help in strife
But while it’s good to be optimistic
It’s also important to stay realistic”
”When you say it like that,
it all makes sense
It explains why you always
seem so tense
Your negativity is justified,
it’s your role
You keep things real
within the atom’s wall”
And that was that,
then things went back to normal
The protons and the eleçtrons’
relationship back to cordial
Respecting each other’s differences,
their unique styles
They work side by side
alone together all the while
A/n: Please note that all credit
for the image
goes to their rightful owners.
Milka
Faces In The Water, Shadows In The Fire
Amber shapes dance upon the surface of the waves,
A gleam of fragile dreams pools amidst the churning spray,
Flickering memories crackle like driftwood burning bright,
While regret like a wrecked vessel sinks into the night.
And the only onlookers in the dark and bitter downpour
Are the few sole survivors still and silent upon the shore,
Forgotten ghosts who became like smoke in falling rain;
Faces in the water, shadows in the fire, tears among the flames.
A gleam of fragile dreams pools amidst the churning spray,
Flickering memories crackle like driftwood burning bright,
While regret like a wrecked vessel sinks into the night.
And the only onlookers in the dark and bitter downpour
Are the few sole survivors still and silent upon the shore,
Forgotten ghosts who became like smoke in falling rain;
Faces in the water, shadows in the fire, tears among the flames.
Jim B
Everything is temporary
Take a snapshot,
It will be the only memories left.
Gone with the wind,
Without any evidence you were there.
We had so much fun,
But i guess i should have known,
All good things come to and end,
Everything comes to a close.
Everything is just temporary,
That you should know.
a/n
Good things have an expiration date.
it hurts.
It will be the only memories left.
Gone with the wind,
Without any evidence you were there.
We had so much fun,
But i guess i should have known,
All good things come to and end,
Everything comes to a close.
Everything is just temporary,
That you should know.
a/n
Good things have an expiration date.
it hurts.
Nan ♡