chihiro_angel
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Poem Published
3rd Oct 2024 9:20am
3rd Oct 2024 9:20am
"Hiraeth"
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Do you think I've forgotten?
I still think about you, more often than I'd like to admit.
Your presence clings to my thoughts,
even when I try to push you away,
you always find a way to come back.
I see you everywhere I go—
in places we once shared,
in strangers passing by with familiar gestures,
as if they carry pieces of you with them.
Your voice, soft and distant,
echoes in the crowd like a fading memory,
yet loud enough to stir something inside me.
Visions of your face never truly...
Do you think I've forgotten?
I still think about you, more often than I'd like to admit.
Your presence clings to my thoughts,
even when I try to push you away,
you always find a way to come back.
I see you everywhere I go—
in places we once shared,
in strangers passing by with familiar gestures,
as if they carry pieces of you with them.
Your voice, soft and distant,
echoes in the crowd like a fading memory,
yet loud enough to stir something inside me.
Visions of your face never truly...
#bittersweet
#denial
#despair
#emptiness
#grief
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Whackytraveler
Poem Published
3rd Oct 2024 5:33am
3rd Oct 2024 5:33am
Nobody’s Home
The vines tangled inside
The furniture covered in dust
Rusted nails, peeling paint
It’s quite quaint
A once warm home
Rooms that didn’t feel so small
Hardly any clutter
Empty, utterly
Quite literally
Empty
I’ve sat and waited,
Watched for the elderly couple to come home
I watched as the days went by
Days turned to weeks and then years
I’ve felt tears
from the sky
And I wonder why
They haven’t cleaned the floors
Or dusted the furniture
Or tended to the flowers
Or even said goodbye
The furniture covered in dust
Rusted nails, peeling paint
It’s quite quaint
A once warm home
Rooms that didn’t feel so small
Hardly any clutter
Empty, utterly
Quite literally
Empty
I’ve sat and waited,
Watched for the elderly couple to come home
I watched as the days went by
Days turned to weeks and then years
I’ve felt tears
from the sky
And I wonder why
They haven’t cleaned the floors
Or dusted the furniture
Or tended to the flowers
Or even said goodbye
#grief
#loneliness
#memories
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LionEki
Poem Published
2nd Oct 2024 6:32pm
2nd Oct 2024 6:32pm
Untitled
With no respect for what has already occurred,
Healing, rehearsals replace all experience,
Fear of naivety drowns the senses,
Courage drowns in the womb before birth,
Quantum passion cloaks the body,
Shame covers shame,
Weakness hides deceit,
A skinned pigeon writhes in the mire,
To relive unwarranted sorrow in the next life.
毫无尊重，对于已经发生的事情，
...
Healing, rehearsals replace all experience,
Fear of naivety drowns the senses,
Courage drowns in the womb before birth,
Quantum passion cloaks the body,
Shame covers shame,
Weakness hides deceit,
A skinned pigeon writhes in the mire,
To relive unwarranted sorrow in the next life.
毫无尊重，对于已经发生的事情，
...
#dark
#denial
#frustration #grief
#frustration #grief
71 reads
8 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 7:41pm
1st Oct 2024 7:41pm
The Valedictorian Speech That Went Dark
(I'm writing the ending here before the beginning. The beginning is too much even for someone like me.)
Diana stands there, speechless.
In the audience, she saw Klobber, her ultimate nightmare that stole her soul.
But in her audience were really waiting, lost little kids who needed her guidance.
From a girl who didn't even know she existed.
She speaks now, and she can't stop.
"I want to come before you today... To say that I have been through it all, and if you think you're alone, you're not. But if I'm honest, I've been...
Diana stands there, speechless.
In the audience, she saw Klobber, her ultimate nightmare that stole her soul.
But in her audience were really waiting, lost little kids who needed her guidance.
From a girl who didn't even know she existed.
She speaks now, and she can't stop.
"I want to come before you today... To say that I have been through it all, and if you think you're alone, you're not. But if I'm honest, I've been...
#anxiety
#denial
#despair #grief
#despair #grief
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oskar
Poem Published
30th Sep 2024 5:42pm
30th Sep 2024 5:42pm
the slow demise
The houses in the hamlet emptie
old people are passing away
A timeworn man tried to flee his
empty rooms of stillness
His many children had gone away
leaving him with an idiot son
Who thought rabbits lived in
trees tall trees eating leaves
The timeworn wanted to see his
daughters who lived in America
The police brought him back to
the place he had tried to escape
In darkened rooms, he paces
tries out walk the pre-ordained
Sunlight is, for him, unbearable
reminds him of the...
old people are passing away
A timeworn man tried to flee his
empty rooms of stillness
His many children had gone away
leaving him with an idiot son
Who thought rabbits lived in
trees tall trees eating leaves
The timeworn wanted to see his
daughters who lived in America
The police brought him back to
the place he had tried to escape
In darkened rooms, he paces
tries out walk the pre-ordained
Sunlight is, for him, unbearable
reminds him of the...
#anxiety
#apathy
#fear
#greed
#grief
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
30th Sep 2024 1:47am
30th Sep 2024 1:47am
No trace
I saw that look
In your tear filled eyes
A dream broken into
A million pieces
With no solution written
In the dark stormy skies
Anticipation grows
With every passing day
Two hearts breaking into
Two dancing souls
Falling apart
With nothing to say
We move within inches
Without a glance
Chilled by the cold
Inside of me
But it's past the point
Of a second chance
I used to live
For the joy in your face
Inspired by your
Desire
Now I'm searching
But there's...
In your tear filled eyes
A dream broken into
A million pieces
With no solution written
In the dark stormy skies
Anticipation grows
With every passing day
Two hearts breaking into
Two dancing souls
Falling apart
With nothing to say
We move within inches
Without a glance
Chilled by the cold
Inside of me
But it's past the point
Of a second chance
I used to live
For the joy in your face
Inspired by your
Desire
Now I'm searching
But there's...
#emptiness
#grief
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#rejection
79 reads
5 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
30th Sep 2024 00:35am
30th Sep 2024 00:35am
Adjusting the Dial - with AfterSexDilemma
The gossipers of the clouds
rain down dark's cacophony
Leaving me alone; covered in agony
neath the veil of twilight's shroud
Adjusting the dial to a new sound.
Listening to narcissistic gossipers pound
cued in amongst the symphony.
Agnostics and mannequins confound
as indecent as they are proud
Like a two-toed sloth of the epiphany
Inside the mockery of their frown
wound among the gossipers in infamy
A loneliness intensified by the clouds
buried in a salinity of dark infinity
A promise to search the lost and...
rain down dark's cacophony
Leaving me alone; covered in agony
neath the veil of twilight's shroud
Adjusting the dial to a new sound.
Listening to narcissistic gossipers pound
cued in amongst the symphony.
Agnostics and mannequins confound
as indecent as they are proud
Like a two-toed sloth of the epiphany
Inside the mockery of their frown
wound among the gossipers in infamy
A loneliness intensified by the clouds
buried in a salinity of dark infinity
A promise to search the lost and...
#anxiety
#dark
#grief #loneliness
#grief #loneliness
109 reads
4 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
29th Sep 2024 10:43pm
29th Sep 2024 10:43pm
Skydancer
Walking on sharp spikes scattered all around,
along my path, designed by intent for my fall,
digging into my feet with every step I take,
blood seeping, smearing those piercing tips.
When I search for a flat surface, I find none,
not even in sleep, they’ll track me down
draining every last drop of my stability
until I am nothing but a deflating skydancer.
Yet, still, I breathe as if air doesn’t rush right
through those holes, through every wound.
along my path, designed by intent for my fall,
digging into my feet with every step I take,
blood seeping, smearing those piercing tips.
When I search for a flat surface, I find none,
not even in sleep, they’ll track me down
draining every last drop of my stability
until I am nothing but a deflating skydancer.
Yet, still, I breathe as if air doesn’t rush right
through those holes, through every wound.
#apathy
#despair
#emptiness #grief
#emptiness #grief
51 reads
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
29th Sep 2024 6:24pm
29th Sep 2024 6:24pm
No
Diana May Rose,
the girl who could never scream.
Days and days,
she would go.
Wound up like a toy
for show.
She thought if she even made the slightest sound of a door closing or if something dropped on the floor, she'd be beat, belittled, raped.
She slept in the same room as her daddy up until 11 or 12 while her mom slept in her room sound asleep. The master bedroom was a dark, dark room, and it still is the bottom of the well. It is the place that felt underground and deserted. That felt forgotten. ...
the girl who could never scream.
Days and days,
she would go.
Wound up like a toy
for show.
She thought if she even made the slightest sound of a door closing or if something dropped on the floor, she'd be beat, belittled, raped.
She slept in the same room as her daddy up until 11 or 12 while her mom slept in her room sound asleep. The master bedroom was a dark, dark room, and it still is the bottom of the well. It is the place that felt underground and deserted. That felt forgotten. ...
#anxiety
#dark
#denial #grief
#denial #grief
57 reads
1 Comment
DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
29th Sep 2024 6:15pm
29th Sep 2024 6:15pm
The Good, Obedient Girl
"Go in that position, baby."
"Yeah, just like that."
"That's a good little girl."
Diana's father spoke these words often, entangling her in a web of lies. Incest, sex, and so many horrible lies.
It's her fault. She didn't scream, so it doesn't count.
She took pity on him, and he took advantage of her empathy.
Both her parents in some way were pulling the strings.
To make her into mommy and daddy's perfect little girl.
Dare she might a single sound, they'd scream at her and...
"Yeah, just like that."
"That's a good little girl."
Diana's father spoke these words often, entangling her in a web of lies. Incest, sex, and so many horrible lies.
It's her fault. She didn't scream, so it doesn't count.
She took pity on him, and he took advantage of her empathy.
Both her parents in some way were pulling the strings.
To make her into mommy and daddy's perfect little girl.
Dare she might a single sound, they'd scream at her and...
#bittersweet
#despair
#grief
#sadness
#shame
40 reads
1 Comment
tell_me_wy
Poem Published
29th Sep 2024 1:32am
29th Sep 2024 1:32am
Gems
My nieces
Are star-cut gems;
My nephew,
The very stature
Of worth;
My own children;
Half-drunken dreams,
That shall know
No birth.
Are star-cut gems;
My nephew,
The very stature
Of worth;
My own children;
Half-drunken dreams,
That shall know
No birth.
#children
#family
#grief #love
#grief #love
56 reads
4 Comments
Lilliputian
Poem Published
28th Sep 2024 10:21pm
28th Sep 2024 10:21pm
Helianthus
You could be my sun
And I’m your flower
Sunflower
I reflect your moves
Following your tracks
Across the sky
From east to west
Looking for your warmth
Seeking your light
To shower my leaves
To brighten me with life
And when you’ve set
Gone in twilight’s embrace
I’ll turn back to east
While you’re asleep
So you’ll find me when you rise
Welcoming your shine
Once again
Longing for your honeyed glow
I’m stuck
In a heliotropic cycle
With you
And I’m your flower
Sunflower
I reflect your moves
Following your tracks
Across the sky
From east to west
Looking for your warmth
Seeking your light
To shower my leaves
To brighten me with life
And when you’ve set
Gone in twilight’s embrace
I’ll turn back to east
While you’re asleep
So you’ll find me when you rise
Welcoming your shine
Once again
Longing for your honeyed glow
I’m stuck
In a heliotropic cycle
With you
#emptiness
#grief
#UnrequitedLove
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