The first blink in the dew of your eyes,
An awakening in the anatomy of my fate.
The gaze through your lashes rends my shield,
Devour me within your sclera,
My heaven.
I will absorb the rain; I will become your shelter.
My soul baptized, but my bones weaken.
My flesh burns, and cures within your salt ocean.
Dissolve me in you, let me be cremated,
An embrace of blood; our flesh reborn.
Take me whole and true,
Before the night falls like autumn.
I'm an urban collector of leaves;
I would dive into the ocean for drifting remnants.
If I drown drinking tears, I may become immortal.
Take me to the silver city when night falls;
when your wings turn divine,
illuminate my darkness; embrace me with the unknown.
My soulless vessel bears your epitaph,
it will become your tomb.
1d ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 5:00 AM UTC
You are the time that won't stop for me,
And I'm the void, abandoned by light.
Like an atom missing from my debris,
My life collapsed into a sugar cube night.
I'm a mad scientist who could never master time,
Nor master the silent flow of the universe.
If I were the father of time, my sweetest crime,
I would carve our story into your favourite love verse.
Demise will bring you near, and eternity is enough to hold you still,
We will embrace and expand like the breath of space itself.
I'll fly you to the silver city like an ancient bygone,
There you'll be the atom I lost within myself.
Your skin shines brighter than the farthest star,
And your soul will make a neutron star shy.
Decades from now my soul will wait where the lost things are,
Till we collide again, my tomb awaits, I can't deny.
Mar 27
Mar 27, 2026 at 1:04 AM UTC
How does a chrysalis become a butterfly?
As you watch it leave your branches, to fly away.
You remain still as cold engulfs you, summer fleeing;
You remain still like a stoic statue, while your own life decays.
All you recall is the warmth of her embrace,
And sirens sing through her lips, a sweet hypnosis.
You curse your wretched fate, interrogate omnipotent grace.
You yearn for the fable that once was your destiny.
You wait for her to look back; time pushes her away,
You bury your soul in memories that consume you.
In remembrance, you find her gaze, her embrace, till grey.
You know this is your last goodbye, memories heavy with dew.
With hope still burning, you wait for demise;
You know you’ll make her immortal through your ashes.
There, you will dance until her gaze rises;
Together you will live forevermore as time passes.
Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 3:19 PM UTC
We are born choking in the darkness,
Wrapped by blood, a womb full of arcane.
A pipe shoved into our skin, feeding us like a harness,
Our first steps toward light, adolescence destroyed.
As we grow old; lights blur slowly,
sunlight fades,
And we fall through the vertical line,
losing our horizon.
Some of us will use measured doses in the life of trade,
We intoxicate our blood till our throat tightens.
Then we remember our childhood,
swinging on a swing,
Strange, but some of us still swing by life,
and some by rope.
With the vast difference
life's swing brings spring,
And rope will give you wings, freedom of hope.
After decades of suffocation, life exits you,
Maybe you will get your happy seven minutes to live.
Maybe eternity waits, indifferent to your name.
Or your existence thins; ash with no witness,
nothing remembers you ever burned.
Feb 11
Feb 11, 2026 at 8:54 AM UTC
Sometimes I glance at my past,
And I find myself standing, alone in a vast.
Sometimes I stop and glance into the present,
And I find myself lost, in the dark's pleasant.
Sometimes when I try to portray my future,
And I find myself standing, alone in the rain's burden.
As I see the rain fall onto my skin,
I feel hope cascading within.
As I walk through the street, with no hope beside,
I search for a path, where peace collides.
As I find there's no hope left to rise,
With every step, a part of me dies.
As I walk, these city lights blur my vision,
And I get lost in memory’s incision.
As I close my eyes, I want a dark embrace,
But I wake only to find myself in a loop's disgrace.
As I find my days, full of numbness,
And I drown beneath my own stillness.
Sep 17, 2025
Sep 17, 2025 at 7:45 AM UTC
...And I don't know, where I go wrong,
But I feel like there's nowhere I belong.
The expanding space seems to prolong,
It's led to a Big Freeze, it's all cold now for a long.
Is it now too cold to sustain a life here, is it gone?
And I always knew you would leave me all along,
But I thought if I put you first,
Love you enough then we'll be strong.
your insecurities will be gone,
But little did I know, I was wrong.
Oh, a Big Rip, the expansion;
Your action accelerates so harshly,
that it eventually tears my atoms sharply.
I wish you had told me all the stories before;
Because when I saw you with him, I became sore,
And my heart began to explore.
Then the Big Crunch happened, too hard to digest,
You keep leaving me, it's all distressed.
All the memories started to be reversed,
Causing me to collapse, completely immersed.
Bound by the cycle, the Big Bounce,
Every time you leave, I feel Trounce.
You created a quantum loop; with gravity,
A force so strong I almost lost my morality.
But in the end, I became a singularity,
And I have left your triangularity.
Sep 9, 2025
Sep 9, 2025 at 9:49 AM UTC
Years spent in a soulless vessel of flesh,
This cold can't preserve my wounds.
They bleed.
My remains are rotting away in reminiscence.
Watching our realm freeze,
Without your embrace's creed.
I was meant to fall,
with the higher ambition to touch you.
My fate can't reach your divine vastness.
So come now and melt the glaze,
And burn down our realm.
A final blaze of your flaming gaze,
Will turn this kingdom to drifting ash,
A whelming flare.
Bathed in your eyelashes gamma blaze,
Melt the ice from my burned, cracked flesh.
What will I do,
Without my kingdom and queen beside?
So I'll let your gaze devour me from existence,
And turn me into ashes like our realm.
I'll burn my mortal flesh;
And let my immortal ashes drift...
...Into the divine air,
that you breathe.
Falling through shackles of memories,
My ashes will drift into your vastness.
Aug 17, 2025
Aug 17, 2025 at 11:27 AM UTC
Each and every day I find myself fleeing away.
I tried to ease the pain,
By hiding behind your memories.
And you remain inside the crack of my burned skin,
But these whispers keep eating me alive,
Why did she go?
The Ointment to my soul.
Your memories are shackles,
Tightening against my throat.
So come and free me from this suffering,
Or twist my neck,
Just the way you twisted our story.
Should I disappear?
Just the way you did,
I promise I'll be waiting,
Like a ghost in the breeze.
In my dream, we used to collide,
It was my happy ending.
But now you are drifting away,
Even inside my dream.
One final twist to release the rage,
Let silence flood and end this page
Drown me in the silence with no hope of you.
And bury me...
Should I let you flow from my wrist?
I built a world just for the two of us,
But you removed my existence from it.
Now without your embrace, the world feels cold,
As if this cold preserves my soulless flesh.
Aug 16, 2025
Aug 16, 2025 at 9:41 AM UTC
Wrapped by your scent,
Blinded by your beauty.
You were my sun,
And I was your Icarus.
You and I were like living in our utopia;
You choked reality into me,
Now it's dystopia.
Now it's all past;
A thread of your memories,
Your absence turned into a needle,
And made me bleed.
But still I tried.
I tried and I tried to fly above, to reach you,
So I could get inside your ribcage,
Feel embraced by your flesh and skin.
Maybe then I could connect with your veins;
And I could reach you,
Your heart,
Your brain,
Your everything.
But no, you burned my fragile wings,
And stopped me from reaching you.
And I fell.
As I was falling I saw you devouring me.
My skin burned.
You hid within the crack of my burned skin,
You remain there, with pain intact.
Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 4:02 PM UTC
I'm wondering in my headspace,
Have I tasted the forbidden fruit?
Why have I been banished from your roots?
Is it because of my higher affection for pursuits?
Spending time with you,
It was like savoring Ambrosia.
Reading your canonical gospel,
Memories remain like Arqueologia.
And here I'm studying your logia.
I know there's a banquet of aged wine;
Flowing through your veins, it's divine.
Because of the way my lips crave taste,
My arms long for your embrace.
I perceive you from a distance,
And regret my existence.
I'm burning like tar,
in a lake of molten brimstone.
With a scythestone shaping my fate.
While you bloom like a daffodil,
In the Garden of Eden.
Your thoughts locomotion in my brain cells,
Just like a venomous serpent crawling through hell.
They cast spells and dwell in my dreams,
Taking you away from me,
Even in reverie, celestial schemes.
The flowers I gave you,
Represented your beauty.
But now they symbolize death.
A reflection of myself; Lycoris radiata,
Echoing the devil's sonata.
So won't you now cut down my wings,
And let me fall into your arms.
So I don’t drift away,
And get lost in my mind’s hell?
Your ambitions are tall like cedar,
Your skin granted in grace like pine,
Your lips and cheeks are red like cherries,
Your aroma brings morning freshness.
These are the notes of the garden,
The symphony where I wish to lie.
Let me bury my restless soul,
In the Eden where your essence thrives.
Aug 8, 2025
Aug 8, 2025 at 11:55 AM UTC