In the sky full of stars
even the glorious moon,
has many scars.
He still shines bright every night.
No matter how shallow he goes around the shadow
High.
Every night in the darkness
it be the Luminous hope and a source of love, we
stitch ourselves and complete tales to the moon
looking straight up above
since thousands of years he's listening to our
millions of worries
Jul 14, 2025
Jul 14, 2025 at 12:35 PM UTC
Hate is a deep feeling. It can spring up in a person if they are neglected, mistreated, or abused for long periods of time. Hate can turn us against someone. It can cause us to deny them forgiveness. It shouldn't be allowed to well up in a heart without good reason, because it is almost impossible to erase. If you hate someone, or you simply hate their actions, remember that hatred doesn't heal hatred. Only love can do that. We can become better people by refusing to become the things we hate
Jul 8, 2025
Jul 8, 2025 at 10:34 AM UTC
My heart aches, Dad,
For the things you won't do.
My soul breaks, Dad,
For all that we've been through.
I fear it's too late, Dad,
To mend my broken heart.
I'm so full of hate, Dad,
I don't know where to start.
You took away my hope, Dad,
That I would ever be loved,
And now I'm left to cope, Dad,
As I watch you love your other kids.
I want to scream and yell, Dad,
But I fear my voice will crack.
I want so much to tell you, Dad,
That I can't always take you back.
Please listen to my words, Dad,
For they are all that I can say.
I want you to treat me like I'm yours, Dad,
And not just throw me away
Jun 10, 2025
Jun 10, 2025 at 11:23 AM UTC
These are your own words
your way of noticing
and saying plainly
of not turning away
from hurt
you have offered them
to me I am only
giving them back
if only I could show you
how very useless
they are not
May 29, 2025
May 29, 2025 at 10:40 AM UTC
I want independence! From fear of my voice being drowned, against that single voice of 99 others! from those voices that tell me how I need to live their lives, instead of mine. From the discomfort of trying to fit into a pair of trousers that's not tailored for me, from all the compromises I have to make to put on a mask that looks exactly like everyone else's.
May 21, 2025
May 21, 2025 at 1:40 PM UTC
Alone and far removed from earthly care
The noble ruins of men lie buried here.
You were strong men, good men
Endowed with youth and much the will to live
I hear no protest from the mute lips of the dead.
They rest; there is no more to give.
So long my comrades,
Sleep ye where you fell upon the field.
But tread softly please
March o’er my heart with ease
March on and on,
But to God alone we kneel."
May 13, 2025
May 13, 2025 at 10:42 AM UTC
In the stillness of early morning,
A silent call echoes in the heart of duty.
Footsteps tread softly on dewy paths,
A promise of sacrifice in every breath.
Memories of home and dreams deferred,
Whispered in winds that carry hope and sorrow.
The uniform hides a story of courage,
A quiet vow to protect the light of freedom.
Each heartbeat is a testament to bravery,
A journey that begins with a single, resolute step.
In the calm before the storm, the call remains,
Steady and unwavering, like a distant drum.
May 12, 2025
May 12, 2025 at 1:34 PM UTC
I am a poet writing about my pain.
I am person recovering and trying to gain.
I am your daughter who is trying to learn.
I am your sister who is starting to turn.
I am your friend acting like I am fine.
I am a wisher wishing you weren't mine.
I am a girl who thinks about suicide.
I am a teenager who pushes her feelings aside.
I am a student who knows nothing.
I am the one asking you to care.
I am your best friend hoping you will be there
May 8, 2025
May 8, 2025 at 12:37 PM UTC
tears in my eyes
my fears alive
dreams were lost
hopes were dry
all alone
breaking of my heart
no longer wanting to be alive
to play my part
my family hadn't a care for me
my friends barely spoke a word to me
I feel left out
not a soul cared that I exist
and was actually there
but as times flew by, memory of me disappears
May 8, 2025
May 8, 2025 at 12:30 PM UTC
But the memories we shared
will help in my heart's repair
Dancing to our favorite songs
sleepovers and late- night talks
Laughing until we shed tears
sharing our secrets and fears.
First loves and first heartbreaks healing ourselves with milkshakes.
Driving around with nothing to do.
Exploring all of the world with you .
you were there for it all ,
Always ready for a call
So grateful you were my friend until the very end.
Life with you here was better but you'll be in heart forever.
May 5, 2025
May 5, 2025 at 1:52 PM UTC