fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:33pm
Yesterday 11:33pm
Mother Natures Last Walk
Walking in the soft white
With no direction
All I know is my heart is cold
The air freezes with every exhale
Creating intriguing flakes that drift
What have you done?
Some mistakes cannot be repaired
I gave you a home
Nurtured you
Now
I will walk the path to my end
What can a mother do to show her love?
I gave you me
Once the last bloom on the tree of life blooms
Remember how I once was.
Remember the soft summer nights.
When the rose and the orchids perfumed the air
Remember the sweet fruits...
With no direction
All I know is my heart is cold
The air freezes with every exhale
Creating intriguing flakes that drift
What have you done?
Some mistakes cannot be repaired
I gave you a home
Nurtured you
Now
I will walk the path to my end
What can a mother do to show her love?
I gave you me
Once the last bloom on the tree of life blooms
Remember how I once was.
Remember the soft summer nights.
When the rose and the orchids perfumed the air
Remember the sweet fruits...
#grief
#love
#regret #sadness
#regret #sadness
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 1:41am
1st Feb 2025 1:41am
Geppetto
I am so happy that
You took me out of Isolation
And loneliness
Also you came
At the right time
When I needed
Somebody badly
In my life
Now I finally
Got to know you better
And you also
Got to know me better
I love your green eyes
That shines in the light
Every day
We spend a long time
Together
Also we go for a long
Walk in the area
I live in
And also we discover
What is available in the area
At the end of the day
Geppetto
Return to his home
And I return to mine
You took me out of Isolation
And loneliness
Also you came
At the right time
When I needed
Somebody badly
In my life
Now I finally
Got to know you better
And you also
Got to know me better
I love your green eyes
That shines in the light
Every day
We spend a long time
Together
Also we go for a long
Walk in the area
I live in
And also we discover
What is available in the area
At the end of the day
Geppetto
Return to his home
And I return to mine
#anger
#disappointment
#grief
#jealousy
#sadness
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poet5678
CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 1:41am
1st Feb 2025 1:41am
Only myself
Only myself
Living in one bedroom
Apartment
Here in Toronto
That is all I need
Now the phone is ringing
Non stop
I will not bother to answer
Because it is late already
I have no Idea
Who is the craziest person
That is calling me
At this late hour
I am still praying for my Father
At the late hours of the
Night
Now is time to take my
Medication
I can't take my medication
On an empty stomach
I need to take with food
Now I am having some
Popcorn
That was microwaved
Yes I am...
Living in one bedroom
Apartment
Here in Toronto
That is all I need
Now the phone is ringing
Non stop
I will not bother to answer
Because it is late already
I have no Idea
Who is the craziest person
That is calling me
At this late hour
I am still praying for my Father
At the late hours of the
Night
Now is time to take my
Medication
I can't take my medication
On an empty stomach
I need to take with food
Now I am having some
Popcorn
That was microwaved
Yes I am...
#boredom
#fear
#greed
#grief
#hate
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scalesofascorpion
Poem Published
31st Jan 2025 6:12am
31st Jan 2025 6:12am
It’s a bit dramatic, innit?
Could it be twin flame
Diagnosis: insane
I’m unfit for this game
Mediocre chair
Floor laid in shorn off hair
I left a candle there
Eyes stare into mirrors
Judging his reflection
Swallowing the darkness inside
Rising for the masses
Kneeling upon ovation
But who catches the tears that he cries?
My darkened skies hold lullabies
Sung from a tongue that isn’t mine
It’s a tragedy, but I’ll survive
Diagnosis: insane
I’m unfit for this game
Mediocre chair
Floor laid in shorn off hair
I left a candle there
Eyes stare into mirrors
Judging his reflection
Swallowing the darkness inside
Rising for the masses
Kneeling upon ovation
But who catches the tears that he cries?
My darkened skies hold lullabies
Sung from a tongue that isn’t mine
It’s a tragedy, but I’ll survive
#admiration
#grief
#SelfReflection
#shame
#TimeHeals
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theyrejustwords
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 11:05pm
30th Jan 2025 11:05pm
True story
I had a dream
you lined a container with strips of your grief
And every so often lifted a piece
or five
to your mouth and you chewed
The way you'd chew fatty bits of steak or the stringy aftermath of celery
Gnawing until your jaw tires
wondering whether you’d choke if you swallowed
In the dream you kissed me
and tongue-twisted a lump into my mouth
and as I gnawed you walked away
you lined a container with strips of your grief
And every so often lifted a piece
or five
to your mouth and you chewed
The way you'd chew fatty bits of steak or the stringy aftermath of celery
Gnawing until your jaw tires
wondering whether you’d choke if you swallowed
In the dream you kissed me
and tongue-twisted a lump into my mouth
and as I gnawed you walked away
#dreams
#emotions
#grief #love
#grief #love
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wallyroo92
Bumped 30th Jan 2025 9:21pm
13th Sep 2019 2:45pm
13th Sep 2019 2:45pm
Another Phase of Life
Time and space move so differently here,
The agony and pain have subsided,
Actually my brain understands that fear
Is an illusion the living provided.
There’s no light at the end of this tunnel,
The darkness covers everything around,
There’s nothing here to make me stumble,
Just an echo that makes a faint sound.
But it’s the grief of those that are still living,
Trying to deal with departure and sorrow,
As my body withers I’m shifting,
Knowing for me there is no tomorrow.
I’ve been here before but I can’t remember,
My memories...
The agony and pain have subsided,
Actually my brain understands that fear
Is an illusion the living provided.
There’s no light at the end of this tunnel,
The darkness covers everything around,
There’s nothing here to make me stumble,
Just an echo that makes a faint sound.
But it’s the grief of those that are still living,
Trying to deal with departure and sorrow,
As my body withers I’m shifting,
Knowing for me there is no tomorrow.
I’ve been here before but I can’t remember,
My memories...
#grief
#death
#spiritual
573 reads
4 Comments
Xaphan
Poem Published
29th Jan 2025 11:32am
29th Jan 2025 11:32am
To Ginny
Goodbye my love, this is my forlorn, farewell
For when midnight chimed, twas a fateful knell
With one, last, tired breath, we were torn apart
Hence, these words, are from my broken heart
I know you were stubborn and would not be told
You were also kind and loving, with a heart of gold
So I will take some solace, on your summer's day
And from my idle reveries, you will never stray
Now that you're free from fear, I can ease the pain
Even though, my love, time's not ours to claim
For the anguish ended, when you lost the fight ...
For when midnight chimed, twas a fateful knell
With one, last, tired breath, we were torn apart
Hence, these words, are from my broken heart
I know you were stubborn and would not be told
You were also kind and loving, with a heart of gold
So I will take some solace, on your summer's day
And from my idle reveries, you will never stray
Now that you're free from fear, I can ease the pain
Even though, my love, time's not ours to claim
For the anguish ended, when you lost the fight ...
#death
#despair
#grief #love
#grief #love
36 reads
bbch0n
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 12:29pm
28th Jan 2025 12:29pm
Pair of socks
As I sit here in front of you tonight
I wonder why you left without saying goodbye
Wondering how fast
In a blink of an eye, you’re gone.
There are so many things
I want to share with you
So many words
Left unsaid.
Rest now my lovely sister
I wish in heaven
There’s plenty of chocolates,
And unlimited cakes.
Coz I know
How much
You are
Addicted to sweets.
Don’t worry about us
Don’t worry about Mama and Paps
Don’t worry…
We are very much ok.
You’ll always be ...
I wonder why you left without saying goodbye
Wondering how fast
In a blink of an eye, you’re gone.
There are so many things
I want to share with you
So many words
Left unsaid.
Rest now my lovely sister
I wish in heaven
There’s plenty of chocolates,
And unlimited cakes.
Coz I know
How much
You are
Addicted to sweets.
Don’t worry about us
Don’t worry about Mama and Paps
Don’t worry…
We are very much ok.
You’ll always be ...
#death
#grief
#memorial
#memories
#sister
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Da_kwesta
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 9:43am
28th Jan 2025 9:43am
Rotting Brothers in the Congo Jungle
They sent our brothers into a war
not ours to fight, not ours to win,
into a jungle that whispers screams
where shadows swallow names.
A place where the earth drinks blood,
the soil too tired to weep anymore,
and the trees grow twisted with grief,
branches like arms that can’t hold them.
Mothers’ prayers travel miles,
but the wind is cruel—it drops them
in the dust of forgotten roads,
never reaching their sons’ ears.
Their bodies lie in a foreign tongue,
their bones writing poetry the world won’t read. ...
not ours to fight, not ours to win,
into a jungle that whispers screams
where shadows swallow names.
A place where the earth drinks blood,
the soil too tired to weep anymore,
and the trees grow twisted with grief,
branches like arms that can’t hold them.
Mothers’ prayers travel miles,
but the wind is cruel—it drops them
in the dust of forgotten roads,
never reaching their sons’ ears.
Their bodies lie in a foreign tongue,
their bones writing poetry the world won’t read. ...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#grief
#heartbroken
62 reads
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chihiro_angel
geeeeel.crp
geeeeel.crp
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 3:02am
27th Jan 2025 3:02am
Certain Exile
No one truly knows the weight of certainty,
The kind that whispers you don’t belong anywhere.
Not just the ache of feeling out of place,
But the cold, sharp truth of knowing it.
Familiar faces do not bring comfort,
Only the reminder that you are somewhere you do not fit.
The streets you grew up walking feel like strangers.
Each turn offers nothing but emptiness,
A longing for something you cannot name,
Something you are certain does not exist.
It is not just voices that drift past,
They are languages you...
The kind that whispers you don’t belong anywhere.
Not just the ache of feeling out of place,
But the cold, sharp truth of knowing it.
Familiar faces do not bring comfort,
Only the reminder that you are somewhere you do not fit.
The streets you grew up walking feel like strangers.
Each turn offers nothing but emptiness,
A longing for something you cannot name,
Something you are certain does not exist.
It is not just voices that drift past,
They are languages you...
#confusion
#disappointment
#grief
46 reads
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BatPowers
Bat Powers
Bat Powers
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 7:56pm
26th Jan 2025 7:56pm
Pen to Paper
A land that's been invaded
by hate and vitriol
with my left hand i stand waving
high school band passes by
is that flag tattered
failing in the wind
or torn apart
by favors
that will take us to our end
right hand over my heart
loyalty to a king
not a chance
not my trance
they will open your eyes
to the pain
While they ban the pages
we write more
blasphemy to the power
come knocking on your door
hands are tools of precision
minds sharp and strong
here we write the...
by hate and vitriol
with my left hand i stand waving
high school band passes by
is that flag tattered
failing in the wind
or torn apart
by favors
that will take us to our end
right hand over my heart
loyalty to a king
not a chance
not my trance
they will open your eyes
to the pain
While they ban the pages
we write more
blasphemy to the power
come knocking on your door
hands are tools of precision
minds sharp and strong
here we write the...
#anger
#grief
47 reads
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Da_kwesta
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 6:35am
26th Jan 2025 6:35am
The Crime of Words
If ink becomes illegal,
if words are chained and burned in the square—
what then of us, the lunatics with pens?
Would we bite the tips of our tongues
and bleed verses into our mouths,
spitting sonnets in shadows
where no ear dares linger?
Would we smuggle metaphors
in the seams of our jackets,
carve haikus into bathroom stalls
with the jagged edges of broken stars?
Would we gather under moonlight—
a cult of mad scribes,
pounding out our madness on rocks
until they crack open like truth?
They will call us...
if words are chained and burned in the square—
what then of us, the lunatics with pens?
Would we bite the tips of our tongues
and bleed verses into our mouths,
spitting sonnets in shadows
where no ear dares linger?
Would we smuggle metaphors
in the seams of our jackets,
carve haikus into bathroom stalls
with the jagged edges of broken stars?
Would we gather under moonlight—
a cult of mad scribes,
pounding out our madness on rocks
until they crack open like truth?
They will call us...
#grief
#heartbroken
#philosophical #politics
#philosophical #politics
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