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@poeticstories
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
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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.
Minnesota Sunset
The time has come
to make a change.
I feel it all over my body,
through time and real space.
Like an all-over deshedding
I can’t escape,
molting into something new,
feeling like an open wound.
Sensitive to the touch,
my chest sits heavy.
I try to detach from regrets,
living in the moment
like a Minnesota sunset.
So warm I feel it
in my cold, cold bones.
The only things I’ve known,
the very thing to keep me going,
to have hope,
even when I’m unknowing.
🌅🌅🌅🌅
My screams muted,
As fight this battle,
Of the pain you cemented,
Visibly satisfied of seeing me,
Break apart for your pleasure,
But I will overcome yet another,
Moment in my life,
Refusing to succumb to my knees,
To give you the pleasure of watching me break down...
©️fallencalliope
Black gloss, a greedy magpie eye;
your glib nuptial
flight a dance I learned
without rehearsing.
It’s my instinct,
fattening on crumbs.
Your song boasted so much
for so little.
I built this home myself.
I guard this door myself.
Now I brood
alone, warming
spaces where you
stole the brightest pieces.
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lonely ghost falters
prostrate before that
sordid altar again
propelled by momentum,
cognitive dissonance
and the prospect
of withdrawal
opiates court her
cortisol-sodden thrall
always follows
the oroborous
because
those old myopias
are her only touchstones
they are all she knows
i propose solutions to non problems
get exactly what i want in the long run
it’s not the past or future with the gun
but a ‘my teeth on your lips’ conundrum
danced around a few hundred identities
wrestled with the truth fundamentally
clothes pinned to a picture of serenity
concluded life is brighter for the enemy
i barter ego for substantive amusement
heavy lids cool in alchemical movement
i’m not one to sacrifice for improvement
it’s all perspective, low light translucent
There is a sweetness in the way you breathe, as if peace itself had a tempo. It is as if the heart could rest upon the cloud of your exhales, and my dreams upon your inhales—words born from the breath that, within your lungs, becomes a tide, moving the seas inside me.
e.v.e.
erasure season
it's been a whole month without you and i panicked and I S C R E A M E D and i cried and i lost sleep and i didn't shower and i tried to eat and i skipped songs and i questioned you, me, us and i doubted what was real and i came undone and i wondered how you could be so cold and i walked to the end of my driveway and i threw away pieces of you and i reached F O R Y O U but you can't search for solace in the arms of the one who betrayed you ASW // july 2026
Write something to me.
Write me a poem
Write me in your heart
Write me in your notes
Write me in the sky
Write me within
depths of your soul
I'll let you write me anywhere
in any way.
Yes please
As long as you
Write me somewhere
Yes please
Write me
R.A.
Peace and Love
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Help yourself to me
Stretched across a yawning maw,
You stomp my vertebrae,
My sinew's taught and yet you pluck,
At nerves as if to play,
I never should have told you yes,
Want to withdraw my help,
Still my soul can't seperate,
From you; can't help myself.
WHAT IT TAKES TO BE DEPRESSED?
Curled up on the bed
No mood to wake up
or sleep
No hunger,no thirst
not thinking deep.
What will be the future?
Which is called present?
Memories of past
Just a test subject.
Mirrors are covered
No need of them
They reflect my ugliness
inside out
full of shame.
Not crying
Eyes are dried
Can't scream
Even if tried.
Panic attacks come and go
Anxiety is destroying in slomo.
No words left inside me
Empty soul,breathing slowly.
You are the resting pulse I return to after the long shifts, the baseline that never wavers.
Your voice is my auscultation — I listen and find no murmur, no turbulence, just the steady rhythm of a home I did not know I was searching for. You are not a diagnosis. You are the quiet room after the code is called, where silence is not empty but full.
When I press my palm to your sternum, I feel no pathology — only the warmth of a heart that beats in time with mine. You are my benign constant, the one finding I do not need to treat or cure. I simply need to stay beside you, watching your ribs rise and fall in sleep, counting each breath like a promise I want to keep.
You are the clinical pearl I never learned in lectures — that love is not a symptom, but a vital sign. And yours, my love, is the only one I trust.
I don’t know what is about you that has me dropping my guard whenever I am with you
I get so lost in you that when we part it makes me ask myself if all these is real
I know there are times I get hurt with what is said or when you go silent but yet I still keep letting you back in
I want to believe in whatever that is happening between us but I am so afraid that one day you will hurt me deeply and I just can’t shake this feeling off
Wish I did not have such thoughts as my gut is saying one thing and my heart is saying another but we all know only one is always right
For now I am just not going to let my thoughts wonder too much and enjoy the moments we have together as we make this beautiful memories
- N.R.K.
Cuando quiero estar en paz, realmente en paz, vengo aquí… Pensé que ya no iba a poder hacerlo, pero estaba equivocado. Este lugar siempre ha sido un confesionario en cuyo espacio reducido sólo estoy yo y mi alma.
When I want to be at peace—truly at peace—I come here… I thought I wouldn’t be able to do it anymore, but I was wrong. This place has always been a confessional, a small space where it’s just me and my soul.
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