Sonu_Tyro - Hello Poetry

I stood at the window, Looking over our farmland. A blue sky resting above The restless green fields. The old mango tree nearby Suddenly made me wander. What if the feeling grows like roots Deep, strong, and impossible to pull out? So before my feelings Could learn your name, Before they wander too far Into the open and restless fields, I stepped back slowly And closed the window.

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Mar 30

Mar 30, 2026 at 11:58 PM UTC

The window

I stood at the window, Looking over our farmland. A blue sky resting above The restless green fields. The old mango tree nearby Suddenly made me wander. What if the feeling grows like roots Deep, strong, and impossible to pull out? So before my feelings Could learn your name, Before they wander too far Into the open and restless fields, I stepped back slowly And closed the window.

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I am the chair in the corner, noticed only when someone is tired. The light bulb on the ceiling, switched on when the sun goes down. I am the last chat in the inbox, opened when replies run out. The “can I call you?” when everyone else is busy. I learned slowly and quietly that being chosen and being needed are not the same. Being chosen takes your freedom; being needed gives you dignity.

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Feb 8

Feb 8, 2026 at 7:59 AM UTC

The Last

I am the chair in the corner, noticed only when someone is tired. The light bulb on the ceiling, switched on when the sun goes down. I am the last chat in the inbox, opened when replies run out. The “can I call you?” when everyone else is busy. I learned slowly and quietly that being chosen and being needed are not the same. Being chosen takes your freedom; being needed gives you dignity.

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Was I a Mistake? Oh yes, I was Maybe I was never your fate, And choosing me, Was only a mistake. But if I was a mistake, Then so was your smile. Can a mistake give laughter? Can it make memories that last Miles. Why choose me if you were unsure? Anyways, I was never yours. Maybe you were right, I am not someone worth a fight. Even if I was a wrong turn in your life, I’m sure you’ll agree I was still a road worth walking.

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Jan 22

Jan 22, 2026 at 5:56 AM UTC

Wrong Turn

Was I a Mistake? Oh yes, I was Maybe I was never your fate, And choosing me, Was only a mistake. But if I was a mistake, Then so was your smile. Can a mistake give laughter? Can it make memories that last Miles. Why choose me if you were unsure? Anyways, I was never yours. Maybe you were right, I am not someone worth a fight. Even if I was a wrong turn in your life, I’m sure you’ll agree I was still a road worth walking.

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I know the joy of giving. I know the smile that blooms afar. I know the moment they drift away, lost in a world of colour and wonder. I wanted to feel what they feel, when a flower reaches their hands. That sudden warmth it carries, that brief and beautiful pause. I tried buying flowers for myself, wrapped in classic paper and hope. When the florist placed them in my hand, they felt quietly borrowed. The flowers seemed pale and unsure, as if they needed another presence. Missing the warmth of exchange, buying for oneself feels unspoken

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Jan 9

Jan 9, 2026 at 8:34 AM UTC

Borrowed Flower

I know the joy of giving. I know the smile that blooms afar. I know the moment they drift away, lost in a world of colour and wonder. I wanted to feel what they feel, when a flower reaches their hands. That sudden warmth it carries, that brief and beautiful pause. I tried buying flowers for myself, wrapped in classic paper and hope. When the florist placed them in my hand, they felt quietly borrowed. The flowers seemed pale and unsure, as if they needed another presence. Missing the warmth of exchange, buying for oneself feels unspoken

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Snapchat whispered your Years. reminding me of past Years. forgotten flower bloomed again Remembering the long-lost pain Her smile was caught in frozen frame flower in her hand bloomed again Once a heartbeat of my days Now a shadow in that name. I don't miss her like I did before. Time has truly healed me, for sure. She only live in Snapchat frame. A memory that even I can't shame.

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Sep 17, 2025

Sep 17, 2025 at 4:37 PM UTC

Frozen Frame

Snapchat whispered your Years. reminding me of past Years. forgotten flower bloomed again Remembering the long-lost pain Her smile was caught in frozen frame flower in her hand bloomed again Once a heartbeat of my days Now a shadow in that name. I don't miss her like I did before. Time has truly healed me, for sure. She only live in Snapchat frame. A memory that even I can't shame.

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One day, I will leave you behind. You’ll no longer visit my dreams. That song won’t echo your name. I’ll stop checking in with “How are you?” Your location won’t matter anymore. Your well-being won’t be my concern. I won’t ask your friends for update. I won’t flinch at who you’re with. I won’t wonder how you’re doing. That day is almost here. Your memory is fading. Your eyes blur in my mind. Your smile no longer mine. Your pain doesn’t reach me now. Your problems aren't mine to carry. Even your scent has left my memory. And your tears? No longer my fear

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Jul 26, 2025

Jul 26, 2025 at 12:56 AM UTC

One day

One day, I will leave you behind. You’ll no longer visit my dreams. That song won’t echo your name. I’ll stop checking in with “How are you?” Your location won’t matter anymore. Your well-being won’t be my concern. I won’t ask your friends for update. I won’t flinch at who you’re with. I won’t wonder how you’re doing. That day is almost here. Your memory is fading. Your eyes blur in my mind. Your smile no longer mine. Your pain doesn’t reach me now. Your problems aren't mine to carry. Even your scent has left my memory. And your tears? No longer my fear

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One day, I will leave you behind. You’ll no longer visit my dreams. That song won’t echo your name. I’ll stop checking in with “How are you?” Your location won’t matter anymore. Your well-being won’t be my concern. I won’t ask your friends for update. I won’t flinch at who you’re with. I won’t wonder how you’re doing. That day is almost here. Your memory is fading. Your eyes blur in my mind. Your smile no longer mine. Your pain doesn’t reach me now. Your problems aren't mine to carry. Even your scent has left my memory. And your tears? No longer my fear.

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Jul 24, 2025

Jul 24, 2025 at 5:35 PM UTC

One Day

One day, I will leave you behind. You’ll no longer visit my dreams. That song won’t echo your name. I’ll stop checking in with “How are you?” Your location won’t matter anymore. Your well-being won’t be my concern. I won’t ask your friends for update. I won’t flinch at who you’re with. I won’t wonder how you’re doing. That day is almost here. Your memory is fading. Your eyes blur in my mind. Your smile no longer mine. Your pain doesn’t reach me now. Your problems aren't mine to carry. Even your scent has left my memory. And your tears? No longer my fear.

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She is like a song, I secretly love to hear, But skip evey time it plays. Because it's too familier. Too Close. Too full of her. The music knows my Memories, The Lyrics knows my ache, so i press "Next" Pretend i don't miss.

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May 8, 2025

May 8, 2025 at 5:58 AM UTC

She is like a song, I secretly love to hear, But skip evey time it plays. Because it's too familier. Too Close. Too full of her. The music knows my Memories, The Lyrics knows my ache, so i press "Next" Pretend i don't miss.

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I walk. One step. Then another. Each one. Forgetting her Almost

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May 8, 2025

May 8, 2025 at 5:37 AM UTC

Almost

I walk. One step. Then another. Each one. Forgetting her Almost

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Your smile was warm, your touch was kind But holding on was tough I needed to find myself, To know that I'm enough. Losing is not wrong, Helped me to learn and see, Now i feel a strength inside which makes me more free. So here i stand with open heart ready for what's new and losing you has helped me find A path that's mine and not ours.

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Mar 15, 2025

Mar 15, 2025 at 6:45 AM UTC

Air Hostess

Your smile was warm, your touch was kind But holding on was tough I needed to find myself, To know that I'm enough. Losing is not wrong, Helped me to learn and see, Now i feel a strength inside which makes me more free. So here i stand with open heart ready for what's new and losing you has helped me find A path that's mine and not ours.

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