lililishut - Hello Poetry

Cigarettes are like love: Sometimes they remind of you of that one summer With bars, friends and late sunsets Being young and free, Sometimes they are that lonely winter Cold, dark and anxious Where you would light one just to feel some warmth Desperate and broken. Though I prefer cigars — Stable Present And hard to find. I’ve never had either, Yet I long for one as if I was a smoker Maybe it’s just a simple Addiction. Attracting and deterring me constantly, Making me yearn when I don’t have it Yet tortured with boredom when I almost do Is it just asthma?

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Oct 27, 2025

Oct 27, 2025 at 1:33 PM UTC

smoker who never smoked

Cigarettes are like love: Sometimes they remind of you of that one summer With bars, friends and late sunsets Being young and free, Sometimes they are that lonely winter Cold, dark and anxious Where you would light one just to feel some warmth Desperate and broken. Though I prefer cigars — Stable Present And hard to find. I’ve never had either, Yet I long for one as if I was a smoker Maybe it’s just a simple Addiction. Attracting and deterring me constantly, Making me yearn when I don’t have it Yet tortured with boredom when I almost do Is it just asthma?

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I’m alone. Not completely, but alone. I simply can’t get rid of This monstrous feeling. I hate it, I feel less than a human when I think of it. I can’t stop seeing those imaginary signs, That scream “You’re not needed”. I try to stay positive: Smile at people, Laugh with people, Support people. But it doesn’t help. I’m still alone in a crowd of people. I’m still alone texting my mate. I’m still alone when I’m alone. And I feel like a coward. I don’t want to ruin other’s mood, So I do not. Instead, I ruin mine.

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Aug 14, 2025

Aug 14, 2025 at 2:30 PM UTC

Alone

I’m alone. Not completely, but alone. I simply can’t get rid of This monstrous feeling. I hate it, I feel less than a human when I think of it. I can’t stop seeing those imaginary signs, That scream “You’re not needed”. I try to stay positive: Smile at people, Laugh with people, Support people. But it doesn’t help. I’m still alone in a crowd of people. I’m still alone texting my mate. I’m still alone when I’m alone. And I feel like a coward. I don’t want to ruin other’s mood, So I do not. Instead, I ruin mine.

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It’s so inspiring: to live. To sense, To hear, To see life. Nothing’s certain, Nothing’s ordinary, Nothing’s a fact Though nothing’s a lie. The world’s so different, So incompatible Yet all of it moves on Together. And in every bit of that ‘together’, There’s something to learn, Something to feel, Something to love. Remember, we live in a universe that doesn’t. repeat itself. You cannot be identical to anyone else. So sharpen your gaze just a bit more To see what really makes us us.

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Aug 14, 2025

Aug 14, 2025 at 2:21 PM UTC

Main Inspiration / Us

It’s so inspiring: to live. To sense, To hear, To see life. Nothing’s certain, Nothing’s ordinary, Nothing’s a fact Though nothing’s a lie. The world’s so different, So incompatible Yet all of it moves on Together. And in every bit of that ‘together’, There’s something to learn, Something to feel, Something to love. Remember, we live in a universe that doesn’t. repeat itself. You cannot be identical to anyone else. So sharpen your gaze just a bit more To see what really makes us us.

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Your slim body, Your gentle movements, Your angelic eyes Are all a part of our last dance. It’s messy, Wild, Hot, Amusing. I was thirsty for you; I still am. Our bodies link — We are dancing in sync. I see the sorrow in your eyes, Mixed up with euphoria from the drinks you had. I can feel my body full of you. I can sense your body full of me. I watch your fragile hand, Moving to the beat of music. I look at my own — It’s following yours. Every move you do, I copy. Every feeling you have, I have. I’m not able to let go. I’m too addicted to let you free. Your suffering from it, I know. But the moment had come And you part from my hand. You distance so quickly, And I’m left here with a hole in my heart.

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Jul 24, 2025

Jul 24, 2025 at 2:27 PM UTC

Last Dance

Your slim body, Your gentle movements, Your angelic eyes Are all a part of our last dance. It’s messy, Wild, Hot, Amusing. I was thirsty for you; I still am. Our bodies link — We are dancing in sync. I see the sorrow in your eyes, Mixed up with euphoria from the drinks you had. I can feel my body full of you. I can sense your body full of me. I watch your fragile hand, Moving to the beat of music. I look at my own — It’s following yours. Every move you do, I copy. Every feeling you have, I have. I’m not able to let go. I’m too addicted to let you free. Your suffering from it, I know. But the moment had come And you part from my hand. You distance so quickly, And I’m left here with a hole in my heart.

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My seat is cold and rusty, My clothes are old and ***** But I feel them beside me And that don’t matter anymore. I look around me, I stop, I breath, I smile. Though it’s not a casual one, It’s the one I’ve never felt before. The one that truly says: I’m me; The one that has no pain. I taste the food, I watch the telly, I talk to them And they with me. It’s a thing I’ve never had. A thing big and united And happy And real. My heart beats faster, My eyes tear up Yet not of sorrow But of something else. Something I’ve been chasing, Something I’ve been seeing all around, Something I’ve been jealous of. Something which is… Home?

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Jul 23, 2025

Jul 23, 2025 at 11:30 AM UTC

Home

My seat is cold and rusty, My clothes are old and ***** But I feel them beside me And that don’t matter anymore. I look around me, I stop, I breath, I smile. Though it’s not a casual one, It’s the one I’ve never felt before. The one that truly says: I’m me; The one that has no pain. I taste the food, I watch the telly, I talk to them And they with me. It’s a thing I’ve never had. A thing big and united And happy And real. My heart beats faster, My eyes tear up Yet not of sorrow But of something else. Something I’ve been chasing, Something I’ve been seeing all around, Something I’ve been jealous of. Something which is… Home?

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I heard crickets today I heard them every night and day. I heard lazy conversations in French To the sound of reggae and a glass of rosé. I smelt the freshness of Mont-Saint-Victoire And dryness of the ground beneath my feet. Smelt the distinct odour of oil paint in the distance, Creating a new 'œuvre d'art’. I touched a rough stone wall, covered with dust and dead leaves It seemed sharp against my fingers but I only smiled. I felt the soft fur of a stray cat It hissed at me but didn't move a limb. My tongue tingled from the bitter sweet bubbles of apple cyder, Tingling my throat and warming my chest. I took another sip and it ran through my body, Relaxing every muscle. My eyes were half closed yet still focused. I saw children running around, I saw old houses leaning one side I saw Vauvenargues.

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Jul 8, 2025

Jul 8, 2025 at 7:30 AM UTC

Vauvenargues

I heard crickets today I heard them every night and day. I heard lazy conversations in French To the sound of reggae and a glass of rosé. I smelt the freshness of Mont-Saint-Victoire And dryness of the ground beneath my feet. Smelt the distinct odour of oil paint in the distance, Creating a new 'œuvre d'art’. I touched a rough stone wall, covered with dust and dead leaves It seemed sharp against my fingers but I only smiled. I felt the soft fur of a stray cat It hissed at me but didn't move a limb. My tongue tingled from the bitter sweet bubbles of apple cyder, Tingling my throat and warming my chest. I took another sip and it ran through my body, Relaxing every muscle. My eyes were half closed yet still focused. I saw children running around, I saw old houses leaning one side I saw Vauvenargues.

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The sun is caressing your face. Your frown and your wrinkles deepen: You never liked its rays. But I did — on you. You hated your body, your tongue, your music But oh! How wrong were you? Your body impressed me, your tongue sweetened me And your music… It brought life to me. I hum your tunes all around and people call me mad, But they just haven’t heard your songs, yet. And I swear if they did, they would be just as mad as you and I. And I know this sounds cheesy But I just can’t fall asleep without your gentle strumming on my old Gibson. Hell, I can’t even play. I bought it just to impress you. And I hope I did Because today was the last day I’ve heard your music.

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Jul 4, 2025

Jul 4, 2025 at 8:10 AM UTC

Your Music

The sun is caressing your face. Your frown and your wrinkles deepen: You never liked its rays. But I did — on you. You hated your body, your tongue, your music But oh! How wrong were you? Your body impressed me, your tongue sweetened me And your music… It brought life to me. I hum your tunes all around and people call me mad, But they just haven’t heard your songs, yet. And I swear if they did, they would be just as mad as you and I. And I know this sounds cheesy But I just can’t fall asleep without your gentle strumming on my old Gibson. Hell, I can’t even play. I bought it just to impress you. And I hope I did Because today was the last day I’ve heard your music.

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There’s always a place Where you don’t feel safe To say who you are And to show them yourself. You find it sooner or later: Some stay there for long, Some leave ‘s fast as they can. The point is — everyone knows it. I’ve been there. It wasn’t exactly like that But every day that I hoped that the day would be sunny Ended up being just like a stormy one. I felt alone, Abandoned And hurt But I still fought to stay strong. And I was, people said, Though I didn’t feel it. In the end, no one won — They thought of it as a show. The morale is: don’t give up, You won’t always win, But a new step in life will surely come And your bitterness will be replaced by something better Just like mine did.

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Jul 4, 2025

Jul 4, 2025 at 8:04 AM UTC

***

There’s always a place Where you don’t feel safe To say who you are And to show them yourself. You find it sooner or later: Some stay there for long, Some leave ‘s fast as they can. The point is — everyone knows it. I’ve been there. It wasn’t exactly like that But every day that I hoped that the day would be sunny Ended up being just like a stormy one. I felt alone, Abandoned And hurt But I still fought to stay strong. And I was, people said, Though I didn’t feel it. In the end, no one won — They thought of it as a show. The morale is: don’t give up, You won’t always win, But a new step in life will surely come And your bitterness will be replaced by something better Just like mine did.

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I blink my watery eyes open. It’s freezing cold — needles piercing through my skin. I see her smile, wrinkles adoring her face; She takes my hand and tilts my chin. We had home and I feel unspoken. The lights, like sprinkles, shine in my eyes I think I am in my birthplace, my dream space, There are people around; they do not disguise. They are my people and we are not broken. I start to cry looking at the snow — This isn’t true. It was once a real place But now it’s just a constant dream; a sideshow.

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Jul 2, 2025

Jul 2, 2025 at 12:35 PM UTC

A Constant Dream

I blink my watery eyes open. It’s freezing cold — needles piercing through my skin. I see her smile, wrinkles adoring her face; She takes my hand and tilts my chin. We had home and I feel unspoken. The lights, like sprinkles, shine in my eyes I think I am in my birthplace, my dream space, There are people around; they do not disguise. They are my people and we are not broken. I start to cry looking at the snow — This isn’t true. It was once a real place But now it’s just a constant dream; a sideshow.

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Peace Is what I want, Is what I have. I think it’s all inside; You just have to think right. You just gotta find something That makes you get that feeling. That feeling of calmness, Understanding, Unity And life. That life inside you should always grow You’ll recall me when you’d feel it. It’s different for all But for me it’s: Nature, Dogs, Music, Travel And people. Life wouldn’t be right without people.

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Jul 2, 2025

Jul 2, 2025 at 11:54 AM UTC

Life

Peace Is what I want, Is what I have. I think it’s all inside; You just have to think right. You just gotta find something That makes you get that feeling. That feeling of calmness, Understanding, Unity And life. That life inside you should always grow You’ll recall me when you’d feel it. It’s different for all But for me it’s: Nature, Dogs, Music, Travel And people. Life wouldn’t be right without people.

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