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Terence_S
Terence_S
36/M/India I'm generally quiet and guarded and don't let anyone in. But as the saying goes, silent waters run deep.......and writing is my way of release. / I'm a mystery very few are allowed to unravel
In pews where hymns rose high like sacred walls, Young Michael grew, his tender spirit warm. Beside him stood dear Graham through it all, A boy whose storm-lit eyes became his storm. Soft whispers turned to nights of quiet grace, A sleepover, their fingers intertwined. Beneath the sheets, in shadow’s fragile space, Their lips confessed what words could never find. Then thunder split the stillness of that room, A father’s rage, a faith turned sharp and loud. Old scripture roared of sin, of fire, of doom, As love lay trembling, naked and unbowed. Be fixed or lose this home, this name. God does not bless the love that you defend. A camp to cleanse, to treat the shame, Or exile to a cold, forsaken end. At sixteen, soft and afraid of being cast, He chose the path that broke him from within. Where cruel words fell like stones too hard, too fast, And taught his heart that love itself was sin. Long nights of hollow prayers and borrowed lies, Where self was stripped and hope was torn apart. Till one bleak dawn beneath unyielding skies, He fled to save the fragments of his heart. In Sam’s embrace, in a borrowed room of a friend, He found a fragile peace he thought was gone. No sin in love that did not need to bend, Just truth that asked to simply carry on. But word returned, and with it came the cut, A father’s love withdrawn beneath God’s name. While kneeling still in church, devout and shut, He prayed yet never eased his own son’s pain. Now Michael walks beneath the quiet night, Still longing just to live, to be and breathe. Not wrong nor broken only seeking light, In love that does not wound, nor make him grieve.
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Apr 4
Apr 4, 2026 at 3:12 AM UTC
Faith Drew Lines To Love.......
In pews where hymns rose high like sacred walls, Young Michael grew, his tender spirit warm. Beside him stood dear Graham through it all, A boy whose storm-lit eyes became his storm. Soft whispers turned to nights of quiet grace, A sleepover, their fingers intertwined. Beneath the sheets, in shadow’s fragile space, Their lips confessed what words could never find. Then thunder split the stillness of that room, A father’s rage, a faith turned sharp and loud. Old scripture roared of sin, of fire, of doom, As love lay trembling, naked and unbowed. Be fixed or lose this home, this name. God does not bless the love that you defend. A camp to cleanse, to treat the shame, Or exile to a cold, forsaken end. At sixteen, soft and afraid of being cast, He chose the path that broke him from within. Where cruel words fell like stones too hard, too fast, And taught his heart that love itself was sin. Long nights of hollow prayers and borrowed lies, Where self was stripped and hope was torn apart. Till one bleak dawn beneath unyielding skies, He fled to save the fragments of his heart. In Sam’s embrace, in a borrowed room of a friend, He found a fragile peace he thought was gone. No sin in love that did not need to bend, Just truth that asked to simply carry on. But word returned, and with it came the cut, A father’s love withdrawn beneath God’s name. While kneeling still in church, devout and shut, He prayed yet never eased his own son’s pain. Now Michael walks beneath the quiet night, Still longing just to live, to be and breathe. Not wrong nor broken only seeking light, In love that does not wound, nor make him grieve.
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Two skins I wear, one bound in fear's tight hold, Good son by day, in suits so stiff and cold. Polite and poised, no slip in what I say, Wed to the mask, lost in its gray array. Family's eyes pierce, gods and kin press near, Each glance a risk, each word laced thick with fear. Lest hearts I love crack under hidden strain, I guard the lie through joy masked as mundane. But night breaks free, gay apps glow with fevered beat, Late texts unleash laughs day won't let me meet. Raunchy throbs wake, raw and unconfined, ***** aches claw free from chains that bind. Lust breathes alive in shadows deep and sweet, True hunger spills where daytime fears retreat. The fire floods veins, wild pulse I can't deny, Craving the dark where real desires fly. It guts me deep, this watch on breath and glance, Hiding the spark that sets my soul to dance. Split worlds exhaust, a knife 'twixt cage and fire, Yet talk draws near what raw hearts most desire. One tender hope that the fractured parts align, No shroud remains, just me, alive, divine.
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Mar 22
Mar 22, 2026 at 1:03 PM UTC
In Shadow and Flame
In the dark of the night he slithered in, With whispered kisses and borrowed skin. Soft were the hands that pulled me neer Love was the mask he chose to wear. But under the warmth a shadow stirred, A serpent silent, without a word. In tall night grass his hunger lay, Watching the lamb that lost its way. An untouched body beneath his gaze, A child still wrapped in innocent days. He walked my skin like stolen ground, While somewhere deep my heart would pound. My innocence broke without a sound, Like shattered glass upon the ground. Helpless was I, too small to fight, A trembling soul inside the night. His whispers coiled like venoms breath, Laced with threats that tasted of death. Speak and your world will fall apart, So silence buried a bleeding heart. Used like a toy at his command, A puppet pulled by a cruel hand. The years moved on, the wounds grew numb, Yet shadows linger where dreams should come. Even now in the quiet night, In cold sweat I wake from phantom fright. I ask the dark what I did wrong Why I was chosen all along. Why was it me and nobody else? Was I too gentle, too much myself? A wounded child beneath that spell, Still blaming the boy who never could tell.
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Mar 15
Mar 15, 2026 at 2:44 AM UTC
The Scars That Still Hiss
Born and brought up in a religious like cult Pious and virtuous, in God we exult Learning the scriptures and singing the praise Following the good book, that's how we were raised A man and a woman is called “the right” for creation Everything else is condemned as abomination Through the lineages, that’s how it’s been honored My thoughts feel so sinful, I feel so cornered Like the weight of the cross upon my shoulders The guilt plays on, and bitterness smolders It’s not like I chose the feelings I feel When I see a man who to me does appeal It suffocates my soul, and I don’t feel whole This “unforgivable sin” takes its toll The secrets we live, with a lingering misgive Balancing it all, trying simply to live Deep in my heart, I know it’s not wrong But who will tell them, when blind faith is so strong I was made by God, just like them above So do not condemn my nature to love One day I will tell them the truth that I feel In hope they’ll understand, and together we’ll heal Don’t see me as outcast, I’m human like you So judge me with kindness, in all that you do
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Mar 14
Mar 14, 2026 at 1:22 PM UTC
The Sin I Never Chose...
At the downtown café On that bright sunny day Was my first date with a guy I felt so unsure, I felt so shy What should I say, how should I greet I could feel cold sweat, flooding my feet So I kept rehearsing, all in my head Cause messing it up, was my biggest dread I kept checking my hair and tiding my clothes Then he suddenly appeared, and I almost froze I fumbled and mumbled and shook his hand Not how I wanted it, not how I planned A nervous wreck, I slumped in my chair All I could do was just blush and stare He knew my discomfort and put me at ease Told me to relax and do as I please I shook of the nerves, and we chatted about I could feel a connection; there wasn’t a doubt The coffee was warm and so was the feeling As we laughed and learned, a friendship was sealing He was funny and smart and very clever How I wished the chat would last forever Finally, the time came, for us to part I got up and hugged him straight from the heart We promised to meet and repeat our date I walked out the café, elated and great That dear friends was my first date with a guy I’m no more unsure, I’m no more shy.
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Mar 12
Mar 12, 2026 at 12:21 PM UTC
First Date with a Guy
Hand in hand, yet worlds apart, Love beats loud within our heart. Yet on these streets, we walk unseen, A love unspoken, caught between. The cafes glow with hearts so red, For those whose love is freely said. But when we reach to touch, to show, A glance, a sneer, reminds us “no”. Their fingers lace without a care, Their kisses steal the open air. But ours must hide behind closed doors, Love whispered through the muffled floors. Why must our hearts be caged this way, Why can’t we love in light of day. Is love not love, as true, as deep, A promise real, a bond to keep. Yet still we love, despite the stares, Despite the hush, despite the glares. For love will rise, unchained, unbowed, One day we’ll kiss among the crowd. And when that dawn of change appears, No love will hide, no love will fear. Till then, my love, through dark we stay, Yet hearts still shine on Valentine’s Day.
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Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 12:19 PM UTC
Love in the Shadows
You walked into my world And a new story unfurled You were always on my mind In your love I was blind Did whatever you’d say Even your bills I would pay Yet You’d treat me like a dog But I was addicted to you like grog I wouldn’t say a word Cause you were my love bird But then when you were done You crushed my heart and run And I kept wondering why Oh! I just wanted to die I had been such a fool Let you use me like a tool But now that I’m in my senses I’ve built around me some fences Hard way to learn a lesson In disguise It was blessin Now that I’m out of this fen I’ll never fall in love again Terence S
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Sep 5, 2020
Sep 5, 2020 at 1:18 PM UTC
I'll never fall in love again
When the wrinkles on my face begin to show And my hair attains a slivery glow I want to be holding your hand I want to be your man I want to grow old with you When I look into your eyes I will see our paradise And when I hold you in my arms I know I’ll always fell your charm I want to grow old with you You will always be my glow And though the lust may begin to slow I just want you to always know My love for you will only grow I want to grow old with you I always want to be by your side Walking with you with so much pride All through the twilight years Through all the joys and tears I want to grow old with you Terence S
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Sep 5, 2020
Sep 5, 2020 at 1:12 PM UTC
I want to grow old with you
When the lights are down and I’m feeling low I look to you and ride the flow Your my rock my constant companion When everything seems lost and I feel abandon So into your hands I put my trust But, being human it begins to rust And when things still don’t go my way I turn all bitter and walk away But no matter, how far I ever go You are my refugee, everything I owe And I don’t know why, but I always come back Even though, strong faith I lack Yet your always there to make things right Your are my strength that helps me fight And in your own way I’m rewarded the best Even though I may not fully understand my quest.
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Aug 17, 2020
Aug 17, 2020 at 1:11 PM UTC
my relationship with God
The music plays The spirits flows There’s laughter and joy I’m smiling and coy Grease painted faces Discussing their races I am so lost The feelings like frost I’m not like them I can never be Behind their mascara Broken faces I see Each ones trying to state Their better than the other Though there's a warmth in the room There's coldness inside I don’t fit in here I don’t have a story to lie As the music plays I walk into the night
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Aug 17, 2020
Aug 17, 2020 at 1:02 PM UTC
Frosty Night