Asheiji - Hello Poetry

Ashes were once a burning fire. But what made you fade away? Were you too damaged? imprisoned inside a tower no one made but it was you who built, stone above a stone,sreel above steel until no breath gets inside. Fire can burn and burn until no spark remains,but ashes once put away can never start again. How is life when you say,"i am living, i am not alive?" How is life when you say,"i am fine,i am not alone,i am only deeply craving vivid life?" Are you still okay,faking a smile,sighing,getting by,trying hard to be alive? Ashes can be a fire again. Maybe trying to feel life,to be something new, maybe trying to be hopeful again. Ashes can be a fire again to regain a spark once dancing to heart,beating to love,dreaming of everlasting home. Ashes can be a fire again,so that we can meet and fade away together instead of remaining alone.

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Mar 13

Mar 13, 2026 at 9:41 PM UTC

Asheiji

Ashes

Ashes were once a burning fire. But what made you fade away? Were you too damaged? imprisoned inside a tower no one made but it was you who built, stone above a stone,sreel above steel until no breath gets inside. Fire can burn and burn until no spark remains,but ashes once put away can never start again. How is life when you say,"i am living, i am not alive?" How is life when you say,"i am fine,i am not alone,i am only deeply craving vivid life?" Are you still okay,faking a smile,sighing,getting by,trying hard to be alive? Ashes can be a fire again. Maybe trying to feel life,to be something new, maybe trying to be hopeful again. Ashes can be a fire again to regain a spark once dancing to heart,beating to love,dreaming of everlasting home. Ashes can be a fire again,so that we can meet and fade away together instead of remaining alone.

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A twittering fledgling was singing on her windowsill a song of homesickness. You are keeping this little bird a prisoner while talking big about free souls? He has come along,i never forced him to belong anywhere he never desires to abide in. You know,no you don't,you can never know how it feels to be forsaken,how to be harshly betrayed. I can never imagine how it feels to bear a heavy heart burdened with the stab of betrayal,a stab from a hand used to be as soft as bird feathers. Love words used to submerge my whole only in illusion,i never blame her,as words forever will remain mere words. Open your eyes wide open and for a deep moment let your heart ponder in search of still lingering painful feelings of once you thougt were love and passion. I promised her land only to offend my name by choosing another being,i never blame her,but at least she could have given me a notice,she eloped with never a word saying sorry. What would you gain nothing but pain.I am never going to sell or barter my hope or my home.i have come so far to realise i am in need of warm walls to surround my soul instead of shallow smiles.

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Mar 8

Mar 8, 2026 at 8:39 PM UTC

Asheiji

A prisoner

A twittering fledgling was singing on her windowsill a song of homesickness. You are keeping this little bird a prisoner while talking big about free souls? He has come along,i never forced him to belong anywhere he never desires to abide in. You know,no you don't,you can never know how it feels to be forsaken,how to be harshly betrayed. I can never imagine how it feels to bear a heavy heart burdened with the stab of betrayal,a stab from a hand used to be as soft as bird feathers. Love words used to submerge my whole only in illusion,i never blame her,as words forever will remain mere words. Open your eyes wide open and for a deep moment let your heart ponder in search of still lingering painful feelings of once you thougt were love and passion. I promised her land only to offend my name by choosing another being,i never blame her,but at least she could have given me a notice,she eloped with never a word saying sorry. What would you gain nothing but pain.I am never going to sell or barter my hope or my home.i have come so far to realise i am in need of warm walls to surround my soul instead of shallow smiles.

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He is coming today,and i am going to sink in him to feel all the feelings i have been deprived of. I am going to tell him that for years i have missed the moments we built and in mirage we have let go. I am going to run and run until in his arms i am going to burn my soul. Ashes i would become to start a very new fire of love. Longing so long i have become drained of who i am and trying to sort my feelings,madly i got lost. I am going to scream your name above all names to make your eyes open to hold me after years of bitter separation. What have we gained nothing but a distance of age that has robbed me of my inner feelings. If you think me empty ,i am sorry but full still i am with love for no one but only for your far away heart. What have you done to my already tired heart,if you don't know i will never or ever blame your heart,it is all my fault for being a horrible soul.

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Mar 7

Mar 7, 2026 at 7:45 PM UTC

Asheiji

Empty

He is coming today,and i am going to sink in him to feel all the feelings i have been deprived of. I am going to tell him that for years i have missed the moments we built and in mirage we have let go. I am going to run and run until in his arms i am going to burn my soul. Ashes i would become to start a very new fire of love. Longing so long i have become drained of who i am and trying to sort my feelings,madly i got lost. I am going to scream your name above all names to make your eyes open to hold me after years of bitter separation. What have we gained nothing but a distance of age that has robbed me of my inner feelings. If you think me empty ,i am sorry but full still i am with love for no one but only for your far away heart. What have you done to my already tired heart,if you don't know i will never or ever blame your heart,it is all my fault for being a horrible soul.

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"A Slave" She is shy,too timid,too calm I never hear a word of hers I am afraid she can't hear or may be She is unable to speak I came near and asked"can you hear me?" She nodded and i really felt relief "My girl do you have a name?",i asked her. Lost as if in a mist ,she gave no nod no answer She only looked amazed. Was it too hard to say her name or maybe my girl is new to the world of names "Can i give you a name my little girl?" She is a slave,but my dear,we are all slaves "why did you buy me?"she finally asked me. As someone else would have scratched Your beautiful face. But you know,you are free,as we are all free It is us who bound our hearts Our minds and souls If you think i would put you in a cage And tie your legs and hands You are wrong Absolutely wrong I would never put a bar around your heart You are free to go wherever your heart urges You to go She lowered her face and sorrowfully said: I have no home ,they have destroyed my home With our last brick in the wall What is your desire? To stop life Or to start life with me here around? She looks honestly and says: A home i desire just to feel home is all i desire I have longed for walls to surround and keep Me inside I am tired of walking , running, sleeping outside Under the rain,or the scorching heat of sun What is home if it is void of warm people Trying all their life to keep it alive I choose to be part of your home As long as you promise To keep me around.

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Mar 5

Mar 5, 2026 at 4:43 AM UTC

Asheiji

A slave

"A Slave" She is shy,too timid,too calm I never hear a word of hers I am afraid she can't hear or may be She is unable to speak I came near and asked"can you hear me?" She nodded and i really felt relief "My girl do you have a name?",i asked her. Lost as if in a mist ,she gave no nod no answer She only looked amazed. Was it too hard to say her name or maybe my girl is new to the world of names "Can i give you a name my little girl?" She is a slave,but my dear,we are all slaves "why did you buy me?"she finally asked me. As someone else would have scratched Your beautiful face. But you know,you are free,as we are all free It is us who bound our hearts Our minds and souls If you think i would put you in a cage And tie your legs and hands You are wrong Absolutely wrong I would never put a bar around your heart You are free to go wherever your heart urges You to go She lowered her face and sorrowfully said: I have no home ,they have destroyed my home With our last brick in the wall What is your desire? To stop life Or to start life with me here around? She looks honestly and says: A home i desire just to feel home is all i desire I have longed for walls to surround and keep Me inside I am tired of walking , running, sleeping outside Under the rain,or the scorching heat of sun What is home if it is void of warm people Trying all their life to keep it alive I choose to be part of your home As long as you promise To keep me around.

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A bird has fallen, apparently,the wing is broken. He will never fly again until it is healed. He will walk instead, patiently, waiting for the moment to open the wings and fly high up again While waiting,i asked,my dear,how it feels to be Low instead of soaring in the wide open sky? Like an infant snatched away from the hugs of a warm mother wrapping him close Like a free man closed in prison for a crime never committed but just for being a man. But we all need falling so that the rise can be sudden and encompassing. I can never lie and beautify my fall,it was hard but being down taught me how to be grateful for every moment of blessing i used to ignore Imagine being above the sky and instead of looking ahead,i used to look around and painfully I used to look back What is the benefit? What is the use of regret after losing a part of my heart used to be strong. My wing will fly again but my heart will never taste the same taste again.

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Mar 4

Mar 4, 2026 at 5:26 PM UTC

Asheiji

Healing

A bird has fallen, apparently,the wing is broken. He will never fly again until it is healed. He will walk instead, patiently, waiting for the moment to open the wings and fly high up again While waiting,i asked,my dear,how it feels to be Low instead of soaring in the wide open sky? Like an infant snatched away from the hugs of a warm mother wrapping him close Like a free man closed in prison for a crime never committed but just for being a man. But we all need falling so that the rise can be sudden and encompassing. I can never lie and beautify my fall,it was hard but being down taught me how to be grateful for every moment of blessing i used to ignore Imagine being above the sky and instead of looking ahead,i used to look around and painfully I used to look back What is the benefit? What is the use of regret after losing a part of my heart used to be strong. My wing will fly again but my heart will never taste the same taste again.

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"Strangers" Do you intend to sit under this heavy rain For so long? I turn my gaze and ask,"who are you?" I am no one, just passing,but it is inhumane To pass and leave a woman without asking What is wrong?what is it that makes you get rained in that way? If you want to answer,i won't give you my hand, I will sit down. If telling my heart can soothe my pain I choose to be alone What can i do or say to a passerby who Chose to sit in the rain to know my tale It is never the end to start again To be pained and hurt is the beginning To new beginning,i believe. But i am not able to tell or spill A word of my past. To be honest,i was coward,i left I was afraid to face not him but myself I was too kind but was it my fault? I gave him my heart,but what was the gain? My pain is the cause of this rain How can i trust myself again? I am afraid. He looks at me and says: I know nothing and i would never be able To truly feel your pain,but if you want Get up and give me both your hands We will get away I can never promise to make up for What has been greatly lost I know a part of your heart has been stabbed But i am all grateful for having the other half Shocked I gave him my hand and wrapped my heart Telling him to calm down.

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Mar 3

Mar 3, 2026 at 7:51 AM UTC

Asheiji

Strangers

"Strangers" Do you intend to sit under this heavy rain For so long? I turn my gaze and ask,"who are you?" I am no one, just passing,but it is inhumane To pass and leave a woman without asking What is wrong?what is it that makes you get rained in that way? If you want to answer,i won't give you my hand, I will sit down. If telling my heart can soothe my pain I choose to be alone What can i do or say to a passerby who Chose to sit in the rain to know my tale It is never the end to start again To be pained and hurt is the beginning To new beginning,i believe. But i am not able to tell or spill A word of my past. To be honest,i was coward,i left I was afraid to face not him but myself I was too kind but was it my fault? I gave him my heart,but what was the gain? My pain is the cause of this rain How can i trust myself again? I am afraid. He looks at me and says: I know nothing and i would never be able To truly feel your pain,but if you want Get up and give me both your hands We will get away I can never promise to make up for What has been greatly lost I know a part of your heart has been stabbed But i am all grateful for having the other half Shocked I gave him my hand and wrapped my heart Telling him to calm down.

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You are going to sell this land and this home will also be mine soon. This is my father's home,never will i let go of his memories revolving all around my heart. You will sell whether you wish or whether you desire to be forced. Will you **** me then in my land bury my soul and abide here mourning my sudden departure and forgotten whole? Do you think like you i have a heart? Alas,i already stabbed my own to be free of what you call a conscious soul. I am going to cry not over my lost dears but over your burdened heart,you are emitting grief but instead of facing your sorrow,you deliberately ignore your aching soul. Shut up and now get out and forever depart,go back to your fluffy bright life there among your beloved roses and birds,do you think you are faithful now?coming back to restore your already gone memories in a fading life saying goodbye. Come in,there is a story we both in deep need of sharing,you need an ear to hear your sick soul and i am in need of your face to reflect my years of gone youth and becoming old all alone. If you think i am going to leave midway like your unfaithful one,you are wrong,friends we will become,then we have the time to choose whether to stick around or desert what we can both build.

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Feb 25

Feb 25, 2026 at 6:01 AM UTC

Asheiji

What would you sell

You are going to sell this land and this home will also be mine soon. This is my father's home,never will i let go of his memories revolving all around my heart. You will sell whether you wish or whether you desire to be forced. Will you **** me then in my land bury my soul and abide here mourning my sudden departure and forgotten whole? Do you think like you i have a heart? Alas,i already stabbed my own to be free of what you call a conscious soul. I am going to cry not over my lost dears but over your burdened heart,you are emitting grief but instead of facing your sorrow,you deliberately ignore your aching soul. Shut up and now get out and forever depart,go back to your fluffy bright life there among your beloved roses and birds,do you think you are faithful now?coming back to restore your already gone memories in a fading life saying goodbye. Come in,there is a story we both in deep need of sharing,you need an ear to hear your sick soul and i am in need of your face to reflect my years of gone youth and becoming old all alone. If you think i am going to leave midway like your unfaithful one,you are wrong,friends we will become,then we have the time to choose whether to stick around or desert what we can both build.

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A tugging feeling in my heart, looking back at them sitting there looking at each other, whispering and smiling to their hearts. I feel their souls roaming around trying to regain a spark of their warmth once implanted in this beautiful place. He is gone leaving behind every memory of his presence in my life with deep words and far fetched feelings. Where are the days we used to share looking back to our past,feeling how far we have gone in building home that only knows warmth and compassion. How many promises we have made to be always true to the core of our hearts and never ignore any glimpse of pain or ache. Visiting you now talking but never hearing your heart again deeply aches my already wounded soul,but i always know we are to meet again in a heaven full of rivers and verdure.

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Feb 23

Feb 23, 2026 at 4:02 PM UTC

Asheiji

Shadows

A tugging feeling in my heart, looking back at them sitting there looking at each other, whispering and smiling to their hearts. I feel their souls roaming around trying to regain a spark of their warmth once implanted in this beautiful place. He is gone leaving behind every memory of his presence in my life with deep words and far fetched feelings. Where are the days we used to share looking back to our past,feeling how far we have gone in building home that only knows warmth and compassion. How many promises we have made to be always true to the core of our hearts and never ignore any glimpse of pain or ache. Visiting you now talking but never hearing your heart again deeply aches my already wounded soul,but i always know we are to meet again in a heaven full of rivers and verdure.

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I am hopelessly tired,my loss is never in itself a loss,i deeply believe that those who depart,deeply their presence ignites my heart and my dreams. I am afraid and I'm in need of your existence around me,i need you to surround my heart not with love or passing fleeting moments,i need you to submerge my soul in warmth to let go of my burdened thoughts. I know it is really tiring to be near a soulless woman like me,once i was bright,i am scared i will darken your life. Still i need you to push me this time, my loss this time opens a wound i have tried all my life to keep in hand,i have spared you the pain,i have escaped the memories buried in my mind to go on in life,until the moment i set my eyes on your eyes in a moment of forgetfulness i remembered him. A soul in my dream appeared and whispered,my dear,let go of the past, i am really happy here,wishing and praying for your life to be void of tiredness Sickness Any other deep loss If you think death separates us,my love,you are wrong. Death is a bond that ties pure souls in a seal that can never be torn apart.

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Feb 23

Feb 23, 2026 at 7:42 AM UTC

Asheiji

Tired

I am hopelessly tired,my loss is never in itself a loss,i deeply believe that those who depart,deeply their presence ignites my heart and my dreams. I am afraid and I'm in need of your existence around me,i need you to surround my heart not with love or passing fleeting moments,i need you to submerge my soul in warmth to let go of my burdened thoughts. I know it is really tiring to be near a soulless woman like me,once i was bright,i am scared i will darken your life. Still i need you to push me this time, my loss this time opens a wound i have tried all my life to keep in hand,i have spared you the pain,i have escaped the memories buried in my mind to go on in life,until the moment i set my eyes on your eyes in a moment of forgetfulness i remembered him. A soul in my dream appeared and whispered,my dear,let go of the past, i am really happy here,wishing and praying for your life to be void of tiredness Sickness Any other deep loss If you think death separates us,my love,you are wrong. Death is a bond that ties pure souls in a seal that can never be torn apart.

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If you think you are the only one who is tied, You are wrong. We are all tied with feelings,with our relations With ourselves,with how deeply we are immersed in our thoughts and lives. If you think you are the only one who is blocked, You are definitely wrong. We all face troubles and barricades, but it is still up to us to get up,to get hold of our hearts and minds to avoid being stuck in darkness with no limit to get out. Believe me,life is never easy,life is struggle for true people to fight to seek to finally taste the precious taste of being alive. Would you tell me,what is the worth of easy life ? What is the worth of a life given on silver plates with already prepared plans ? You are the one who chooses whether to give yourself a value or be pulled by others in absurd lives. You are the one to get up,to pull yourself up,to push your limits to the utmost stop . The way is still long to reach to the stop. Life is full of surprises and ups and downs It is your belief that makes you who you are ,that makes you who you finally wants to embrace.

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Feb 22

Feb 22, 2026 at 7:18 AM UTC

Asheiji

Who is actually tied

If you think you are the only one who is tied, You are wrong. We are all tied with feelings,with our relations With ourselves,with how deeply we are immersed in our thoughts and lives. If you think you are the only one who is blocked, You are definitely wrong. We all face troubles and barricades, but it is still up to us to get up,to get hold of our hearts and minds to avoid being stuck in darkness with no limit to get out. Believe me,life is never easy,life is struggle for true people to fight to seek to finally taste the precious taste of being alive. Would you tell me,what is the worth of easy life ? What is the worth of a life given on silver plates with already prepared plans ? You are the one who chooses whether to give yourself a value or be pulled by others in absurd lives. You are the one to get up,to pull yourself up,to push your limits to the utmost stop . The way is still long to reach to the stop. Life is full of surprises and ups and downs It is your belief that makes you who you are ,that makes you who you finally wants to embrace.

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