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Soft rain whispers back.

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@poeticstories
June Breath
June breath rising green,
leaves screaming in petrichor.
Soft rain whispers back.

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.
when someone
cannot comfort you
any longer,
have you outgrown them
or met them as they are
for the very first time
?
~ @pocketfullofpoesies
.
Break me into pieces
Peel back the traumas
And the guards
Air dry the tear-soaked pillows
And cover up the crescent-shaped scars
I will not make a sound
I will not project my pain onto you
That much, I promise
body a warzone
torn between
opposing forces
her pulse is
flood and furnace
thunder and flux
inferno and earthquake
skirmish
fissures forming
beneath her feet
she breathes
and it feels
like bleeding
something searing
surges
through her
it hurts
it always hurts
LIFE IN A RELAY OF SAD SONGS
It's so overwhelming
to control all these feelings
running through my heart,
my mind.
All those sad songs
In my playlist
With melancholy lyrics
Some pop, some EDM, some classical
Or even with sped-up beats.
Resonance unfolds
I can see my life
In the relay of those songs.
My scream comes out
as lyrics wrapped in tunes
Listening to those songs
My heartbeat syncs with their beats.
The sadder the songs get
The better I feel.
When my tears fall,
and my heart aches.

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A pause in the struggle,
Fresh air fills my room,
Scarf it down with panicked breaths,
Awaiting further doom,
Lighting split my soul in two,
I flinched between the cracks,
This does not feel like freedom yet,
I'm waiting to collapse.
Join Me
esacape we can get
away if you'll come
across the abyss we
will play amidst stars
dance with comets
circle with new moons
kiss darkness goodbye
reflecting glowing suns
become barers of light
goddesses and gods
inside where brilliance
begins higher power flowers
we can plant a garden
sow the seeds of a poem
grow a magnificent garden
know the ways of magic
will always lead us home
inside where eternity shines
I'm hopeful you'll join me
☆☆☆☆☆
©️ @followcb ☆ July 7, 2026
Anesthestized words
veil a void deep as the cracks
in a thinning heart.
ghost moth
now this return of a ghost from the shadows, moth-soft.
its breath visibly pleated inside a small unspeaking mouth.
its beaded eyes, condensed obsidian spheres, moonflower intense.
i befriend darkness by its wings that are half sheen half lace. and measure space by its wingspan to travel light years into the past. when you and I were aflutter against blinding love.
i tell you "i am lost without you."
"love doesn't need a memory" you whisper.
"i wish …" i begin to say
but every memory dissolves into diffused light.
© SoulReserve 2026
I marvel
as you answer
every sharp edge
with open hands
fingers resisting
the reflex
to become fists
wrapped around
an olive branch
are you a masochist
or an angel?
hearth is your armour
warmth is impossible
to conquer
mercy makes
a better breastplate
than steel
you have learned
to make a shield
of yielding
there is nothing to
call it
but beautiful
(this one is better right)

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Discordant jangle
jolts me
from another dream of you.
I’m bitter for the day,
tired of ruling
wefts with a red hot iron,
of sebum
accruing capital
in my pores.
I miss your mattress
on the floor. Not always,
but sometimes.
Inland Empire
You can't starve a feeling, I think, as I notice the Cottonwood shade has shifted off my parked car.
Dis-aster
I search the sky.
I beg to find your light
lost among a thousand stars
just as bright.
You turn away and I fight for you in vain.
My tired eyes grow used to only pain,
till hollow, hopeless, shutting into void.
Then quiet.
Through the black a soft light flash.
So long I searched for you into the outer space,
while all along, my star, you still shone
and survived my ache.
That light you carry, buried in your chest,
it will not fail. It’s keeping you safe.
Ghost
Look back
Only me and your shadow
We were happy together
We were once a couple...
Until you became a stranger
I loved you
You said you loved me too
And in the end...
You broke us up without a sound
I hope you're happy without me
Liar.
Because with you is the most beautiful memory
And the ugliest wound I can't close
I miss the old you
The one who never left
So I let you go from my life
But your ghost still sleeps in my bed
The need
You
protect
yourself
by
keeping
apart
from
the
crushing
heartlessness
of
the world,
freed
of
the need
to
be
so
careful.

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Rain rain come along
Come along till I sing the song
Where the verses are made of my tears
and tune will make u stay here
Rain rain don't just go now,
Not When I just learnt to say wow
Stay with me till the breath I fear
Let me see what I can bare
Show me what u got for me
If nothing?
Then
Become my dream
Let me live u with all my heart
Atleast until the sun breaks our path.
~ira
Tossing caution
And let's not forget your sloppy confessions— that unholy mouth-wash you almost choked on, finally swished and spit out at the last moment. Were you simply holding your breath or playing penitent in our sanctuary, sullied by your deceit? I'll never know. We could have had a piano house. We could have had daisies on the windowsill and evening prayers murmured over the beds of our children. Instead of building them a home to be proud of, you brought it down stick by stick, bricks thrown through windows letting the rain come in. Every day, the shadow of your absence left its stain. Every night you avoided, I grieved the life they should have had. What did you think would happen after the sparkle of innocence died? I warned you. I tried, with all the heaviness of fatigue and heartache, to show you what you would accomplish. No use. Now they can see all the holes in you, all the hollowness where light should be.