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"Who are you?" life asked me.
"A fighter," I answered.
"Who are you?" life asked me.
"A kind soul," I answered.
"Who are you?" life asked me.
"A child of God," I replied.
Life no longer asks me this question,
because I have finally found the only answer that I shall ever need.
I no longer awaken in the stillness of night, with a question lingering on my lips.  

-Rhia Clay
Brandon 4h
Instead of a frown
Seize the crown
Start with a smile
and watch as it goes for miles

Be the light
On someones darkest night
With all the stars above
Show a little love

Humans are far to great
Not to have mistakes
So accept some correction
Because even the tides need direction

Silence will envelop a heart
So show someone a new start
Help those in need
Because who knows what they've had to bleed

A place a heart will go
is equal to the people they follow
Be leader even in your darkest moments.
Gorw with others and help because they also have pain
Mistakes is human nature accept it and find your life
Pain, Hurt, Shame, Love, emotions
Renette 4h
The night is hidden in the clouds
Waking up, with thoughts waiting to be heard.
Tears fall down my face.
The world is silent — yet the war in my mind is louder.
The surroundings aren’t the same as before.
No birds chirping. No noisy neighbors. No owls hooting.
Nothing… but silence.
Just you and your thoughts.
Notes are ready to be filled,
But the darkness holds you back.
You can’t move. Thoughts fill the room,
But your lips remain mute.
Gazing at the stars at night
I see their light which shines so bright
Twinkling as they fade away
As the night runs away
Far, far ,far so high
For me to reach For me to grasp
My eyes no longer can catch their light
The night is beautiful and alive
In its darkness i shall dive
Tis' is a bliss O 'thee
Countless nights, Countless dreams
When night is young ;they would sleep
But i wish to stay i wish to weep
Telling my secrets and stories
Those which i had buried so deep
Night itself is alone and dark
Through this journey ;i must embark
I am an owl of the moon
I am a wolf of the night
I hoot and howl among the trees
As shadows sing and dance with me
The night breeze brushing my skin
Tis' Freezing me to the bone
When im lost and alone
Soon the night shall fade away
The moon no longer can keep its glow
Only to whom i would bow
Now the sun conquers the sky
But im a creature of the night
With this darkness i must die
Its my fate and destiny
When its light i cant breathe
But when the night kisses me
I shall dream i shall flee
Far from sun Far from light
As long as the night;i am alive.
                   __tsuki no ume~
I wouldn't exchange a single moment or alter a second in the challenging universe of existence, for in surviving all those hard times, I discovered how to truly appreciate life.
Some of the happiest among us have braved the darkest nights, but darling, we know how to live; our scars shine oh so bright..

-Rhia Clay
If someone stayed,
I wouldn’t need to be so strong.
I’d let my walls melt,
my silence spill into their arms,
and I’d cry
not out of pain,
but out of relief.
That finally,
someone saw the storm I’ve hidden
behind my soft smile.

If someone stayed,
I’d stop pretending.
I’d stop holding the world
while my own kept breaking.
I’d whisper things I’ve never said out loud

like how empty I feel in a full room,
and how loud the nights get
when I’m the only one listening.

If someone stayed,
I’d hug them and never let go.
Because once someone knows the real me

the soft me,
the shattered me,
the still-loving me…
I don’t ever want to lose that again.

So I stay quiet.
And I hope.
And I whisper to the stars…
For the ones who always stay strong for others but secretly wish someone would stay for them.
This is for the silent stormers — the soft souls hiding behind smiles.
Some poems aren’t just poems. They’re pieces of who we are
The melodic chirping of crickets filled the air, while the hum of passing engines blended with nature, creating a meditative atmosphere of their own.
She lay there, observing as Mother Nature, the magnificent artist she is, crafted a tapestry of darkness, transitioning day into night.
She drifted in and out of sleep.
In that beautiful, dream-like state,
where one feels suspended between two worlds.
Caught in the liminal space.
The wind caressed her face, and she embraced its gentle touch.
The day had been lengthy, wearing her down.
Still, the night offered its serenity,
and she wrapped herself in it,
finding her solace in its song.

-Rhia Clay
Dana 3d
She's deep, poetic
Of Chaos, she was born
Ancient words, a thousand lifetimes
Forever she'll yearn
For perfection that she's always known
She watches from afar, from the darkness,
Her hair glistens with light as she sits on the throne.
Her hands never tremble, her eyes always closed
She's the Night, and immortal she'll stay

Forever remains
Forever unbothered
Draws blood when the character breaks
In her play, the actors are us
And she'll always be watching
Her eyes are the
Stars.
Keegan 4d
I search for you
in the stars,
in the shimmer between planets,
in the way moonlight
folds itself across empty sheets
like a question that never needed an answer.

I lie awake at night,
staring at the sky,
as if the constellations
might shape the contours
of a presence I once knew,
as if the hush between stars
could hold a trace of your breath.

I search in the shadows
With reverence
behind each heartbeat,
each flicker of thought,
that still hums through the bones.

You're in the pulse
of every breath,
the sacred stillness
between inhale and exhale,
a quiet echo
threading itself
through the silence.

But the absence
is its own kind of presence
a hollow that holds,
a sky that listens,
and still,
I search,
as if finding you
would not complete me,
but remind me
of who I’ve always been.

And I keep searching,
in the soft spaces
of breath and shadow,
not out of need,
but because something in the stars
still speaks in your language.
The coy moon left us fumbling
wandering in the sleepless warmth
transformed by night sweats
and wet despair
into fractious infants crying
for relief from the night fires.

Douse me now!
City heat ain't fun.
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