clau - Hello Poetry

when i can't seem to remember when i lost it when i'm not sure where to find this stuff when i don't know if i had it in the first place i have been lifeless for some months now yet today, and yesterday, and the other day, and the day before that, and the day before the yesterdays... was when i made friends with this tiny voice inside "wow. i really don't want to be living anymore, huh?" this is not a cry for help not even a confession of hopelessness probably, a discovery that i have been away from my self for too long this piece, i can't even call mine it misses the words and rhythms i used to have how do i end this? seriously is there a way out of this poem? out of "this"?

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Mar 9

Mar 9, 2026 at 10:10 AM UTC

they told me to get my spark back

when i can't seem to remember when i lost it when i'm not sure where to find this stuff when i don't know if i had it in the first place i have been lifeless for some months now yet today, and yesterday, and the other day, and the day before that, and the day before the yesterdays... was when i made friends with this tiny voice inside "wow. i really don't want to be living anymore, huh?" this is not a cry for help not even a confession of hopelessness probably, a discovery that i have been away from my self for too long this piece, i can't even call mine it misses the words and rhythms i used to have how do i end this? seriously is there a way out of this poem? out of "this"?

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Today, I'm starting with a blue pen Starting with the date and my name Just in case I don't finish, don't reach the end of the page And just in case I break down in tears Or feel the ache eat at my heart Or hear your voice as I write these words down Then my signature would have sufficed And the date above would be enough What are you doing? Is my scent still on your mind? Do you wonder if I still cry at night? You know, a group of laughing kids just passed in front of the cafe glass And for a minute, I prayed for an alternate–no, not an alternate–I prayed for another universe Actually existing, not as an alternative But as a world of its own In that universe, we'd have kids laughing in our tiny backyard, passing through neighborhood cafes They'd be back in time, for dinner Rushing to give Mommy and Daddy kisses In exchange for our hugs In that world, talking about babies Would be no joke, not be filled with doubts Because there, we'd have the right love The kind that began on a rainy month You'd have no one waiting for you And I'd still be the girl believing in rainy months

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Jul 27, 2023

Jul 27, 2023 at 10:41 PM UTC

04/18/23 ~C

Today, I'm starting with a blue pen Starting with the date and my name Just in case I don't finish, don't reach the end of the page And just in case I break down in tears Or feel the ache eat at my heart Or hear your voice as I write these words down Then my signature would have sufficed And the date above would be enough What are you doing? Is my scent still on your mind? Do you wonder if I still cry at night? You know, a group of laughing kids just passed in front of the cafe glass And for a minute, I prayed for an alternate–no, not an alternate–I prayed for another universe Actually existing, not as an alternative But as a world of its own In that universe, we'd have kids laughing in our tiny backyard, passing through neighborhood cafes They'd be back in time, for dinner Rushing to give Mommy and Daddy kisses In exchange for our hugs In that world, talking about babies Would be no joke, not be filled with doubts Because there, we'd have the right love The kind that began on a rainy month You'd have no one waiting for you And I'd still be the girl believing in rainy months

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Guess I'll have to be good with pictures of your smile in my head with the smell of your embrace in my bed Remind myself of the day you texted how you miss hearing my laugh in the office And the day you held my hand in the car, kissed it like only I mattered Will this be the first and last I write of you? I hope not Though we're only a moment in time I hope to pour words of you throughout the avenue that is my life

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Jun 12, 2023

Jun 12, 2023 at 5:04 AM UTC

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Guess I'll have to be good with pictures of your smile in my head with the smell of your embrace in my bed Remind myself of the day you texted how you miss hearing my laugh in the office And the day you held my hand in the car, kissed it like only I mattered Will this be the first and last I write of you? I hope not Though we're only a moment in time I hope to pour words of you throughout the avenue that is my life

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Do you tell it bedtime stories or let it listen to love songs? Do you give it to the wind, hoping it'll take a good journey? Or do you whisper promises to it before giving it a rest? How do you fix a wounded one? I wish I knew how, I would've known how I'll be the first to wrap the bandage 'round it, if only I had the right one I'll give it promises of real love, if only I knew what they were How do you heal a heart?

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Apr 27, 2023

Apr 27, 2023 at 8:41 AM UTC

How do you heal a heart?

Do you tell it bedtime stories or let it listen to love songs? Do you give it to the wind, hoping it'll take a good journey? Or do you whisper promises to it before giving it a rest? How do you fix a wounded one? I wish I knew how, I would've known how I'll be the first to wrap the bandage 'round it, if only I had the right one I'll give it promises of real love, if only I knew what they were How do you heal a heart?

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Looking at your pictures I see us a few months back Listening to our recorded calls I hear you laugh your way through the avenue Baby, I should have embraced you more In the sweltering heat, in the cold parking lot I should have sung more musical songs with you In your Benz, that night in May Baby, would do, could do anything Bring you back and make you feel errthing I foolishly did not Should have hugged you even when your jokes got so annoying Should have told you I'd stand behind you even when they throw rocks at your back Oh, I should have cause I always would have...

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Apr 18, 2023

Apr 18, 2023 at 5:14 AM UTC

Would Have

Looking at your pictures I see us a few months back Listening to our recorded calls I hear you laugh your way through the avenue Baby, I should have embraced you more In the sweltering heat, in the cold parking lot I should have sung more musical songs with you In your Benz, that night in May Baby, would do, could do anything Bring you back and make you feel errthing I foolishly did not Should have hugged you even when your jokes got so annoying Should have told you I'd stand behind you even when they throw rocks at your back Oh, I should have cause I always would have...

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Oh, this isn't of the Sun! But of all's darling, the Moon. The poet's first love, A paper's goddess. Oh, Luna ate her beauty! Saw through celestial mirror, a dying light A blazing maiden in fading coat Found a poet in the first love's first love.

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Sep 17, 2018

Sep 17, 2018 at 12:13 PM UTC

The Poet Moon

Oh, this isn't of the Sun! But of all's darling, the Moon. The poet's first love, A paper's goddess. Oh, Luna ate her beauty! Saw through celestial mirror, a dying light A blazing maiden in fading coat Found a poet in the first love's first love.

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pluma, pluma sinaid ka man ng sandaang mga trahedya iluha **** lahat upang ang susunod na marka pangungusap na ng ibang istorya paglagas man ng bawat pahina'y kalaban sa pagtakbo ng oras, huwag matatakot sa muling pagsayaw ng mga gamit nang letra babalik-balikan kita upang lumikha ng mas magagandang musika ngunit bibitawan muna para gumuhit sa literatura ng ating katotohanan tinta ma'y maubos, bubuhos muli papel ma'y mapunit, mapagkakabit pa rin

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Jul 18, 2017

Jul 18, 2017 at 9:08 AM UTC

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pluma, pluma sinaid ka man ng sandaang mga trahedya iluha **** lahat upang ang susunod na marka pangungusap na ng ibang istorya paglagas man ng bawat pahina'y kalaban sa pagtakbo ng oras, huwag matatakot sa muling pagsayaw ng mga gamit nang letra babalik-balikan kita upang lumikha ng mas magagandang musika ngunit bibitawan muna para gumuhit sa literatura ng ating katotohanan tinta ma'y maubos, bubuhos muli papel ma'y mapunit, mapagkakabit pa rin

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ang huling beses ay mahinahong lason sa lahat ng unang beses sa una **** mga hakbang, ang huli kong pagtapak at sa huli kong kahinaan, ang una **** pagkabasag sa huling beses hihiling ako ng mga unang beses parang pagbukas sa bawat nagyeyelong bote na nababawasan ma'y lunas sa mapagtanong kong uhaw

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Jul 18, 2017

Jul 18, 2017 at 9:07 AM UTC

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ang huling beses ay mahinahong lason sa lahat ng unang beses sa una **** mga hakbang, ang huli kong pagtapak at sa huli kong kahinaan, ang una **** pagkabasag sa huling beses hihiling ako ng mga unang beses parang pagbukas sa bawat nagyeyelong bote na nababawasan ma'y lunas sa mapagtanong kong uhaw

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kung ang mundo ay isang kakahuyan ako'y kawayan sa kaharian ng mga sedar siyang nag-iisa at dahan-dahang tumutubo sa 'king tabi sana'y mag-abot ng sanga, kung di man malalim na ugat kung ang mundo'y higanteng salamin ako'y ngayo'y espasyo sa repleksyon ng iba ngunit nakatayo ka sa 'king harapan di imahe, buong pigura natutunaw na ba ang mundo sa sikat ng araw?

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Jul 18, 2017

Jul 18, 2017 at 9:06 AM UTC

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kung ang mundo ay isang kakahuyan ako'y kawayan sa kaharian ng mga sedar siyang nag-iisa at dahan-dahang tumutubo sa 'king tabi sana'y mag-abot ng sanga, kung di man malalim na ugat kung ang mundo'y higanteng salamin ako'y ngayo'y espasyo sa repleksyon ng iba ngunit nakatayo ka sa 'king harapan di imahe, buong pigura natutunaw na ba ang mundo sa sikat ng araw?

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anong kahon itong sinusubukang pasukin? mistulahang tahanan sa mas mumunting kahong kumpol ng mga padala mula ibang planeta dikit-dikit at kakambal sa isa't isa may kahit isa kayang doon ako'y magkasya?

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Jul 18, 2017

Jul 18, 2017 at 9:05 AM UTC

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anong kahon itong sinusubukang pasukin? mistulahang tahanan sa mas mumunting kahong kumpol ng mga padala mula ibang planeta dikit-dikit at kakambal sa isa't isa may kahit isa kayang doon ako'y magkasya?

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