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empstrike
mourning a loss that came before me Is an invisible burden I try to forget
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Apr 23
Apr 23, 2026 at 6:12 AM UTC
rainbow baby
Felt the sun set before For a different reason than now Lately, setting again But with invitatory manner And my age shows how Basic movement becomes a chore Yet I haven't grown to fear Time's advance anymore. My life has ended at least two times now But my life is not the one I end up worried about For a long time, I've not been a single entity Two that rely on me A third that's far removed from me The orange light from my window lingers Reminding me of the cycle That I've been here before And so afraid of what would change But I've been here all the while And I know this life could be hers Also, none of this will matter When we become famous singers.
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Apr 22
Apr 22, 2026 at 9:00 PM UTC
Orange
Time warp The years melting away and I feel Restored For the moment at least with nostalgic Memories Pride in never forgetting It's a lie Locked away, they're forgotten time. Everything I loved, only if, in love, remembered Or some trauma, indicted, and sentenced to the subconscious Might the roles be reversed, and my memory be hindered The nights are more real When the days don't seem to want us. Guilt no longer necessary to weather time's natural erosion. Knowing and lost And words I can't remember Always slipping away Into natural disorder Easy to dismiss now The recalling becomes a chore And, in entropy, rests Never to return to order But somehow being re-triggered out of nowhere The light is on The switch is flipped Disorder is gone And a memory is tripped Old habits return For a moment, maybe more Then lost to the sea Of nostalgia, and ignored. To resurface again Out of entropic disintegration And unceremoniously return To a chaotic sleep.
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Mar 2
Mar 2, 2026 at 9:37 AM UTC
Disentropic Memory
"What is this? Something new. So I have no need of you But my plan will follow through And for that, once more, I'll use you But I'll get a taste again, I never thought I'd be able Plan A fell through For Plan B, I will settle. Until  I get what I really want I don't think I can wait So I cast you aside Only after I've made this mistake... Keep you on the side until your usefulness ends. One more bill until I let it end. I take what I wanted For what I've waited Covert trysts intoxicated My backup plan, no longer needed. But the consequence I had failed to keep abated. After desires have been sated. I led you on, so happy that I was able Until my confidence and Plan B were on the table. The morning after, no concern if you are stable. Things don't change Time to move on from this fable."
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Jun 16, 2025
Jun 16, 2025 at 7:44 PM UTC
Backup Plan
Now I don’t know what to do anymo'. I am deep below my own trench, and still falling into the deep, dark below. Will I ever hit the bottom? The point where there’s no further down— only up? I know I feel like a clown. But still, No more confusion. No more sadness. Only hope and happiness, I guess. Peace of mind. With all the past behind. I feel lost. I don't feel like me. I feel like I’m falling. I feel empty inside me. - THE END - © 2025 June, Hasanur Rahman Shaikh. All rights reserved.
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Jun 16, 2025
Jun 16, 2025 at 7:23 PM UTC
Unspoken
I have no reason why, The selfish, in vain, take hold Of a hope that cannot die, It’s really getting old But letting go doesn’t seem to be In the cards, i can’t play it On the tip of a thought, An answer, i can’t say it And the limits imposed by the lack of understanding Makes acceptance the course And of course, I’m not accepting Struggling in vain, there’s no other way Can i at least believe they know i remember. Nothing i could do but to Watch, and to pray Until returning our bodies to clay I try too hard somehow, without ever even trying Fruitless is the hand offering semblance to the dying The greatest minds can't find the cure What offer could i proffer here That wouldn't requisite a dejected tear... In vain, or in vanity Selfishness or insanity? No control over desire to Defeat this infirmity Should be left to the learned It's hard to trust the tried. I couldn’t agree more On nights like tonight.
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Jun 9, 2025
Jun 9, 2025 at 8:19 PM UTC
Helpless