ikesh - Hello Poetry

am i the only stalking other people's lives? checking their whereabouts, current engagement - basically their life now am i the only one restricting myself from doing so but only ending up from clicking that **** account. that **** photo. that **** profile. why am i so curious about their lives to the point that i always have that tiny split of moment where i think nothing but just them? am i envious? i don't know. am i wishing them bad? ofcourse not. am i somehow comparing myself? i guess? i think so? you see, it's a look in the past that's still passed on to present. and right now. but now. remember this time, september 11, at this **** moment - eveything's erased in my system. nothing but only for my growth, well-being. basically all about me. and to those reading this right now, we got this. once out of your sight, it'll be out of your mind. focus on oneself. focus on your own life. focus on your dreams as you always did. don't even blink an eye.

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Sep 11, 2025

Sep 11, 2025 at 6:25 AM UTC

ikesh

looked from the past, passed on to present

am i the only stalking other people's lives? checking their whereabouts, current engagement - basically their life now am i the only one restricting myself from doing so but only ending up from clicking that **** account. that **** photo. that **** profile. why am i so curious about their lives to the point that i always have that tiny split of moment where i think nothing but just them? am i envious? i don't know. am i wishing them bad? ofcourse not. am i somehow comparing myself? i guess? i think so? you see, it's a look in the past that's still passed on to present. and right now. but now. remember this time, september 11, at this **** moment - eveything's erased in my system. nothing but only for my growth, well-being. basically all about me. and to those reading this right now, we got this. once out of your sight, it'll be out of your mind. focus on oneself. focus on your own life. focus on your dreams as you always did. don't even blink an eye.

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To be an artist is to be free, free of my own thoughts and ideas Free from other's expectation and standards Free from everything except the artist itself, me I carve, I paint, I draw, I create To satisfy my mind and souls' desire Artist conveys what's in their head Artist express what's in their heart Artist tries to build connection in between people's heart Just like how chef prepares a dish WIth thorough preference of smell, taste, and texture, Artist prepares masterpiece to appease the eyes with perfect features Life is like an art With an artist giving color to one's life An artist never doubts his own outlook Artist uses it to be converted into book A book, full of experience and emotion A book, soon to be shared and unfolded to the nation When an artist loses its way Art will find you to make you stay In silence, in chaos It doesn't matter As long as it's always what we choose.

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Oct 19, 2022

Oct 19, 2022 at 1:37 PM UTC

ikesh

Art is what you make others see

To be an artist is to be free, free of my own thoughts and ideas Free from other's expectation and standards Free from everything except the artist itself, me I carve, I paint, I draw, I create To satisfy my mind and souls' desire Artist conveys what's in their head Artist express what's in their heart Artist tries to build connection in between people's heart Just like how chef prepares a dish WIth thorough preference of smell, taste, and texture, Artist prepares masterpiece to appease the eyes with perfect features Life is like an art With an artist giving color to one's life An artist never doubts his own outlook Artist uses it to be converted into book A book, full of experience and emotion A book, soon to be shared and unfolded to the nation When an artist loses its way Art will find you to make you stay In silence, in chaos It doesn't matter As long as it's always what we choose.

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Sacrifices, Slumber less nights, Caffeine-fueled days, and unwanted bad weeks Have become my strength To keep me loaded and decided.

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Apr 2, 2022

Apr 2, 2022 at 12:17 PM UTC

ikesh

Loaded

Sacrifices, Slumber less nights, Caffeine-fueled days, and unwanted bad weeks Have become my strength To keep me loaded and decided.

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Inside a garden Of misleading wonders, A rose so wondrous With thorns are obvious. It's painful and slow But carry overtones to grow Its petals bleed But worthy to be someone's lead Thorns protect flowers-- Just like teachers Who protect us to fully bloom And pass through tall wall looms.

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Jan 14, 2022

Jan 14, 2022 at 10:51 AM UTC

ikesh

Teacher

Inside a garden Of misleading wonders, A rose so wondrous With thorns are obvious. It's painful and slow But carry overtones to grow Its petals bleed But worthy to be someone's lead Thorns protect flowers-- Just like teachers Who protect us to fully bloom And pass through tall wall looms.

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You gave me a flower with Thorns that make me cry, Petals that I wish don't die, Fragrance that makes me high, Just how I heave a deep sigh, I thank you for a memorable goodbye.

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Jan 14, 2022

Jan 14, 2022 at 10:46 AM UTC

ikesh

Rose

You gave me a flower with Thorns that make me cry, Petals that I wish don't die, Fragrance that makes me high, Just how I heave a deep sigh, I thank you for a memorable goodbye.

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I heard your sighs, when you knew about his lies.

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Dec 14, 2021

Dec 14, 2021 at 1:20 AM UTC