Raindrop - Hello Poetry

I almost said what my heart cries, Every night, with covered blinds. My heart bleeds every day. Wishing one day you hear it play, The music hurts, but it is chosen to be played. Every night the cold embrace, Hoping one day it won't feel the same. But every word I strive to speak, Is defeated by the utter weak.

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Nov 2, 2025

Nov 2, 2025 at 11:25 PM UTC

Raindrop

Almost said it, but the silence won...

I almost said what my heart cries, Every night, with covered blinds. My heart bleeds every day. Wishing one day you hear it play, The music hurts, but it is chosen to be played. Every night the cold embrace, Hoping one day it won't feel the same. But every word I strive to speak, Is defeated by the utter weak.

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You looked at me, with glitter in your eyes. You looked at me like I mattered, You looked like you care. Held me like I was delicate, Held me like you wanted me. But when I opened my eyes, You weren't even there.

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Oct 30, 2025

Oct 30, 2025 at 8:54 AM UTC

Raindrop

Liked me too:

You looked at me, with glitter in your eyes. You looked at me like I mattered, You looked like you care. Held me like I was delicate, Held me like you wanted me. But when I opened my eyes, You weren't even there.

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I wish you needed me like the sun needs the moon. And the sky needs its shades of blue. I wish you needed me like flowers need the sun to bloom I wish you needed me like I need you. But I don't give up hope Maybe one day you will see you, The way I do.

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Oct 30, 2025

Oct 30, 2025 at 8:23 AM UTC

Raindrop

The way I do...

I wish you needed me like the sun needs the moon. And the sky needs its shades of blue. I wish you needed me like flowers need the sun to bloom I wish you needed me like I need you. But I don't give up hope Maybe one day you will see you, The way I do.

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That mirror that remembers more than a face, And all the memories you want to erase. Even that tear and scar you forgot about, And every time you had a doubt. The mirror was called more than a few names, Every time with inner shame. The mirror prays every day, That one day maybe you both see the same.

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Jul 11, 2025

Jul 11, 2025 at 2:34 AM UTC

Raindrop

The Mirror That Remembers

That mirror that remembers more than a face, And all the memories you want to erase. Even that tear and scar you forgot about, And every time you had a doubt. The mirror was called more than a few names, Every time with inner shame. The mirror prays every day, That one day maybe you both see the same.

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The house that sees everything, Still abandoned for little things. No ghosts to roam the corridor, Just empty silence that feels loud as a roar. Maybe someday someone will see it for who it is, Not the stories echoed with myths.

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Jul 11, 2025

Jul 11, 2025 at 2:33 AM UTC

Raindrop

The House That Waits

The house that sees everything, Still abandoned for little things. No ghosts to roam the corridor, Just empty silence that feels loud as a roar. Maybe someday someone will see it for who it is, Not the stories echoed with myths.

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She left the room, Maybe forever. But her shadow stayed, Faint but there. I felt the presence, But it was never enough. Something in me just held on, If not her at least the last glimpse I had. I wished it was all a dream, I wish I would wake up. She left me alone, But her shadow was always loyal.

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Jul 11, 2025

Jul 11, 2025 at 2:31 AM UTC

Raindrop

Her Shadow Stayed

She left the room, Maybe forever. But her shadow stayed, Faint but there. I felt the presence, But it was never enough. Something in me just held on, If not her at least the last glimpse I had. I wished it was all a dream, I wish I would wake up. She left me alone, But her shadow was always loyal.

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I see that girl every day on the street, Always laughing and jumping on the beats. But no one knows what lies behind, That smile that never reaches her eyes. She wishes one day someone asks, How she is, instead of their burden of daily tasks. That smile behind that mask, Wait, that's not a smile I see. Maybe the smile was always a task, But no one cared what was underneath. Maybe because the girl was me.

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Jul 11, 2025

Jul 11, 2025 at 12:42 AM UTC

Raindrop

The Smile Beneath the Mask

I see that girl every day on the street, Always laughing and jumping on the beats. But no one knows what lies behind, That smile that never reaches her eyes. She wishes one day someone asks, How she is, instead of their burden of daily tasks. That smile behind that mask, Wait, that's not a smile I see. Maybe the smile was always a task, But no one cared what was underneath. Maybe because the girl was me.

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