jlukz - Hello Poetry

i wish i never cared... what you think. i wish. all of you— gaze. look. stare even. i have become tired of your ways!

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Apr 26, 2025

Apr 26, 2025 at 2:09 PM UTC

jlukz

an africans lament

i wish i never cared... what you think. i wish. all of you— gaze. look. stare even. i have become tired of your ways!

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i am, now i am, now, amongst and within i am... giant forest trees. crooked branch, bright green leaves. i fill my lungs, i stretch my arms and reach for what i cannot become let natures whisper calm and the birds chirp echo within i wish to be~

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Feb 12, 2025

Feb 12, 2025 at 2:49 AM UTC

jlukz

amongst and within

i am, now i am, now, amongst and within i am... giant forest trees. crooked branch, bright green leaves. i fill my lungs, i stretch my arms and reach for what i cannot become let natures whisper calm and the birds chirp echo within i wish to be~

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the still dead summers, when the night time tends to hide, the endless chirps of mama birds echo the cloudless sad sky. i stare above with brooding eyes, sitting frigidly by the shoreline, tears held back, reasons unclear. i'm losing track of time. i've been sat here awhile. this solace i find in my sorrow, this void i seem to embrace with open arms... "surely when the autumn arrives, this madness will end"... i tell myself, the still dead summers, i cannot bear.

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Feb 4, 2025

Feb 4, 2025 at 11:35 AM UTC

jlukz

waiting for autumn

the still dead summers, when the night time tends to hide, the endless chirps of mama birds echo the cloudless sad sky. i stare above with brooding eyes, sitting frigidly by the shoreline, tears held back, reasons unclear. i'm losing track of time. i've been sat here awhile. this solace i find in my sorrow, this void i seem to embrace with open arms... "surely when the autumn arrives, this madness will end"... i tell myself, the still dead summers, i cannot bear.

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i find myself longing for loneliness, my room, my silent protector, it is not the fear of being seen, but one of being perceived, my room is my shield, i find myself longing for solitude and silence, for in the quiet of my sorrow, i am most at ease, i am home.

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Feb 3, 2025

Feb 3, 2025 at 6:58 AM UTC

jlukz

i find myself

i find myself longing for loneliness, my room, my silent protector, it is not the fear of being seen, but one of being perceived, my room is my shield, i find myself longing for solitude and silence, for in the quiet of my sorrow, i am most at ease, i am home.

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