Submissions by athar
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
1st Jun 2024 00:16am
1st Jun 2024 00:16am
Confessions of a people pleaser
"Who were you, before you cared what others thought of you?”
I.. I don’t know,
I can’t remember,
I’m sorry,
I’m sorry,
I’ll be fine..
I’m sorry, so sorry,
I think I lost me
trying to be who you needed,
Trying to fit into a world
Where the value of life
Is in dollars,
Is in contributions.
I’m sorry,
Who do you want me to be?
What mask shall I wear next?
For that’s all I am now,
I’m sorry,
I’m sorry,
So sorry,
Always sorry.
But in the depths of apology,
There lies a whisper...
I.. I don’t know,
I can’t remember,
I’m sorry,
I’m sorry,
I’ll be fine..
I’m sorry, so sorry,
I think I lost me
trying to be who you needed,
Trying to fit into a world
Where the value of life
Is in dollars,
Is in contributions.
I’m sorry,
Who do you want me to be?
What mask shall I wear next?
For that’s all I am now,
I’m sorry,
I’m sorry,
So sorry,
Always sorry.
But in the depths of apology,
There lies a whisper...
#acceptance
#emptiness
#FeelingLost #identity
#FeelingLost #identity
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Mar 2024 6:12pm
20th Mar 2024 6:12pm
Talking to Myself
In the recesses of a mind obscured,
Skye sought refuge, her essence secured.
She's woven into the kajira's thread,
Where Drogon's wings o'er shadows spread.
Shielding her from an entropic cruel dance,
A brat's mischief, a warped, fickle chance.
A shard of chaos, a mirror unformed,
A misty reflection, menacingly stormed.
Ah, the Poet intrudes with silent grace,
Demanding canvas for the mind's embrace.
A battle of wills, an internal strife,
The Poet wins, the pen comes to life.
Whispers of verse, the...
Skye sought refuge, her essence secured.
She's woven into the kajira's thread,
Where Drogon's wings o'er shadows spread.
Shielding her from an entropic cruel dance,
A brat's mischief, a warped, fickle chance.
A shard of chaos, a mirror unformed,
A misty reflection, menacingly stormed.
Ah, the Poet intrudes with silent grace,
Demanding canvas for the mind's embrace.
A battle of wills, an internal strife,
The Poet wins, the pen comes to life.
Whispers of verse, the...
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Feb 2024 00:27am
27th Feb 2024 00:27am
What matters
Night descends, a curtain swift and sure,
Sooner with each passing, closing day's door.
And we, too, find ourselves in a relentless dive,
Further and further through the fabric of time.
What is yours and what is mine,
In this tangled dance, our lives intertwine.
Bound by threads unseen, delicate and fine,
We share our breaths, our moments divine.
Life unfurls as this grand, intricate game,
A journey of trials, joys, losses, and fame.
Time, the grandest illusion, a trickster in flight,
Crafting shadows and dreams in the waning...
Sooner with each passing, closing day's door.
And we, too, find ourselves in a relentless dive,
Further and further through the fabric of time.
What is yours and what is mine,
In this tangled dance, our lives intertwine.
Bound by threads unseen, delicate and fine,
We share our breaths, our moments divine.
Life unfurls as this grand, intricate game,
A journey of trials, joys, losses, and fame.
Time, the grandest illusion, a trickster in flight,
Crafting shadows and dreams in the waning...
#LifeStruggles
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Feb 2024 10:33pm
26th Feb 2024 10:33pm
Music
Music, the essence that courses through the soul,
A timeless tongue, unaltered, whole,
A dialect unswerving, an immortal scroll,
Speaking to depths where emotions roll.
Emotions adrift on melodious tides,
In symphonic currents where passion abides,
Ascending to the heart on effortless glides,
In the resonance of harmony, feeling confides.
Penned in notation, yet ever unique,
Each performance breathes life, a new mystique,
The subtlest of pauses, the crescendo's peak,
In the silence between, the soul does speak.
...
A timeless tongue, unaltered, whole,
A dialect unswerving, an immortal scroll,
Speaking to depths where emotions roll.
Emotions adrift on melodious tides,
In symphonic currents where passion abides,
Ascending to the heart on effortless glides,
In the resonance of harmony, feeling confides.
Penned in notation, yet ever unique,
Each performance breathes life, a new mystique,
The subtlest of pauses, the crescendo's peak,
In the silence between, the soul does speak.
...
#music
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Feb 2024 6:40am
25th Feb 2024 6:40am
Literal Gibberish
Metaphorically speaking, a sage's voice whispers,
Words of wisdom cloaked in mists and shivers.
Yet amidst the profound, emerges a twist,
Literal gibberish, a puzzling tryst.
Who can discern the how and the why,
The patterns that underlie the sky?
And who could possibly care with such fervor,
More than I, the seeker, the observer?
Why does the rhyme beckon and call?
Why do these verses rise and fall?
Pondering the purpose, the rhythm, the time,
But who am I to unravel the sublime?
All I grasp is the breadth of my...
Words of wisdom cloaked in mists and shivers.
Yet amidst the profound, emerges a twist,
Literal gibberish, a puzzling tryst.
Who can discern the how and the why,
The patterns that underlie the sky?
And who could possibly care with such fervor,
More than I, the seeker, the observer?
Why does the rhyme beckon and call?
Why do these verses rise and fall?
Pondering the purpose, the rhythm, the time,
But who am I to unravel the sublime?
All I grasp is the breadth of my...
#rhyming
#philosophical
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ANGER POEM
Published
25th Feb 2024 4:35am
25th Feb 2024 4:35am
Through the Looking Glass: A Cry for Change
Once, I dreamt of grander plans,
A vision of a land enhanced.
Words as my wand, the world to enchant,
"Alice," I'd ask, "what realms do you grant?"
But open the news, a stark looking glass,
Echoes of my existence, they seek to surpass.
A world grinding down, crushing so deep,
Where starving souls and penthouses keep.
Great plans I held in hand, now astray,
Born to a century, twisted and frayed.
Metaphors my refuge, my solace in the fight,
A song overplayed, now lost to the night.
...
A vision of a land enhanced.
Words as my wand, the world to enchant,
"Alice," I'd ask, "what realms do you grant?"
But open the news, a stark looking glass,
Echoes of my existence, they seek to surpass.
A world grinding down, crushing so deep,
Where starving souls and penthouses keep.
Great plans I held in hand, now astray,
Born to a century, twisted and frayed.
Metaphors my refuge, my solace in the fight,
A song overplayed, now lost to the night.
...
#war
#mirror
#greed
#hypocrisy
#emotional
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2024 7:12am
23rd Feb 2024 7:12am
Language
In the realm of language, where words gently sway,
Delicate phrases in delicate array,
Tumbling and fumbling in a delicate ballet,
No utterance supreme, no lexicon to outweigh.
A symphony of sounds, a linguistic sea,
Each note distinct, a unique identity,
A myriad of voices in harmonic diversity,
Crafting a tapestry of spoken tapestry.
Some whispers, soft and slender, barely heard,
Others bold and brash, commanding every word,
Some vanish like mist, ephemeral and blurred,
While some resonate, enduring and assured.
A...
Delicate phrases in delicate array,
Tumbling and fumbling in a delicate ballet,
No utterance supreme, no lexicon to outweigh.
A symphony of sounds, a linguistic sea,
Each note distinct, a unique identity,
A myriad of voices in harmonic diversity,
Crafting a tapestry of spoken tapestry.
Some whispers, soft and slender, barely heard,
Others bold and brash, commanding every word,
Some vanish like mist, ephemeral and blurred,
While some resonate, enduring and assured.
A...
#LifeCycle
#emotional
#philosophical
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2024 7:10am
23rd Feb 2024 7:10am
Pretty lies and convienent truths
Born into a realm where facades gleam and half-truths soothe,
Before 'mother' found form on my tongue, from her bosom I was removed.
At the tender age of eight, braided yarn in hand,
I unearthed secrets in those threads, a world unplanned.
By nine, my discoveries brought labels, harsh and cold,
Branded 'broken', a narrative unfairly told.
At eleven, within actual school walls I was set,
Solitude my prior tutor, with beasts and boughs my only bet.
Clueless in the art of mingling, a misfit in their space, ...
Before 'mother' found form on my tongue, from her bosom I was removed.
At the tender age of eight, braided yarn in hand,
I unearthed secrets in those threads, a world unplanned.
By nine, my discoveries brought labels, harsh and cold,
Branded 'broken', a narrative unfairly told.
At eleven, within actual school walls I was set,
Solitude my prior tutor, with beasts and boughs my only bet.
Clueless in the art of mingling, a misfit in their space, ...
#anger
#lies
#betrayal
#manipulation
#deception
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2024 10:46pm
22nd Feb 2024 10:46pm
Now the time Approachith
Now the hour draws near,
Where past and future fiercely steer.
A collision course of old and new,
A battleground for the chosen few.
Who shall emerge as the victor bold,
And who, besides, will their fate unfold?
Who will ascend to heights supreme,
And who will plummet, as if in a dream?
To a fiery demise, they may descend,
Friend and fiend and foe, all blend.
Each one must release the bygone days,
Let history's grip unclasp its stays.
For what matters most, as time unfurls,
Is not the past's relentless swirls. ...
Where past and future fiercely steer.
A collision course of old and new,
A battleground for the chosen few.
Who shall emerge as the victor bold,
And who, besides, will their fate unfold?
Who will ascend to heights supreme,
And who will plummet, as if in a dream?
To a fiery demise, they may descend,
Friend and fiend and foe, all blend.
Each one must release the bygone days,
Let history's grip unclasp its stays.
For what matters most, as time unfurls,
Is not the past's relentless swirls. ...
#war
#LifeStruggles
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2024 10:46pm
22nd Feb 2024 10:46pm
Loss
A world once vibrant, now ashen and grey,
Veils between worlds grow thin, they sway.
Crimson paints the cruellest scene,
The color of a wrenching scream unseen.
Torture unfurls its cruel, unyielding edge,
Like a rusty dagger slicing a nerve, a pledge.
Her soulmate, once her constant star,
Her life partner, now distant, far.
Her lover, the keeper of her heart's core,
Lay silent on the unforgiving floor.
His essence, his warmth, quietly fades,
His lifeblood forming mournful glades.
Puddles spreading, a dark...
Veils between worlds grow thin, they sway.
Crimson paints the cruellest scene,
The color of a wrenching scream unseen.
Torture unfurls its cruel, unyielding edge,
Like a rusty dagger slicing a nerve, a pledge.
Her soulmate, once her constant star,
Her life partner, now distant, far.
Her lover, the keeper of her heart's core,
Lay silent on the unforgiving floor.
His essence, his warmth, quietly fades,
His lifeblood forming mournful glades.
Puddles spreading, a dark...
#sadness
#grief
#death
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2024 10:16am
22nd Feb 2024 10:16am
Again
As dark as night, a shadowed chill,
Her form lay stiff, her heart so still.
Once more she falls, through fears untold,
Into the abyss, unsure and cold.
Afraid to lose what once was sworn,
To oaths now frayed and tattered, worn.
The past, a ghost of aches that bind,
Memories sharp as thorns in mind.
But amidst the doubts that swirl and spin,
One truth stands firm, steadied within.
She feels the plummet, deep and true,
Falling into the vastness of you.
Descending into his embrace,
A freefall into love's own...
Her form lay stiff, her heart so still.
Once more she falls, through fears untold,
Into the abyss, unsure and cold.
Afraid to lose what once was sworn,
To oaths now frayed and tattered, worn.
The past, a ghost of aches that bind,
Memories sharp as thorns in mind.
But amidst the doubts that swirl and spin,
One truth stands firm, steadied within.
She feels the plummet, deep and true,
Falling into the vastness of you.
Descending into his embrace,
A freefall into love's own...
#love
#LifeStruggles
#fear
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2024 10:15am
22nd Feb 2024 10:15am
Sonnet 1
Upon this slowly turning sphere,
My heart in haste beats quick and clear.
With eager wings unfurled to soar,
Yet fearful to touch the open door.
Such twisted fate has curled its hand,
Left me adrift, no chart, no land,
Within this dreamworld's gentle part,
Where you reside—oh, sweet my heart.
For love's allure, it draws me near,
To you, the one I hold most dear.
As if from heaven's choir above,
Angels sing of this boundless love.
Yet time, it weaves its steadfast...
My heart in haste beats quick and clear.
With eager wings unfurled to soar,
Yet fearful to touch the open door.
Such twisted fate has curled its hand,
Left me adrift, no chart, no land,
Within this dreamworld's gentle part,
Where you reside—oh, sweet my heart.
For love's allure, it draws me near,
To you, the one I hold most dear.
As if from heaven's choir above,
Angels sing of this boundless love.
Yet time, it weaves its steadfast...
#love
#fear
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