uh_oh - Hello Poetry

Every poem I write Little do i wonder Is this the last or one of many Somewhere in between silent screams and loud whispers there was a first my inner voice A little frightened A lot more pain In hand with time one became many A little bit of passion A little bit of me like a barren land grew a tree So, is this the last or one of many I will know when time's ready

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Apr 2

Apr 2, 2026 at 6:27 AM UTC

My last poem

Every poem I write Little do i wonder Is this the last or one of many Somewhere in between silent screams and loud whispers there was a first my inner voice A little frightened A lot more pain In hand with time one became many A little bit of passion A little bit of me like a barren land grew a tree So, is this the last or one of many I will know when time's ready

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House on a little farm, Away from the city hustle, Away from the village rustle, In midst somewhere, Far away from all.

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Feb 27

Feb 27, 2026 at 10:35 AM UTC

Solitude

House on a little farm, Away from the city hustle, Away from the village rustle, In midst somewhere, Far away from all.

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what pain have you normalized? how many wounds left untreated? do the scars still bring back the worst of memories? or the souvenirs of past still remain buried in your diaries?

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Feb 18

Feb 18, 2026 at 3:51 PM UTC

Untitled

what pain have you normalized? how many wounds left untreated? do the scars still bring back the worst of memories? or the souvenirs of past still remain buried in your diaries?

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We used to be best friends Now all left is acquaintance I didn't wish you new year neither I got a text Such a beautiful friendship when did we mess? Nothing happened really We casually drifted away But the million memories still keep me awake You wiped my tears healed my wound I don't know I guess it's just what I presumed But you got a new best friend And I still have to make amends People change with time was always heard But losing you was a chapter unprepared Still remember our endless talks Now all left is dry texts From shameless to awkward how quickly we changed I vividly remember that particular incident First day of school met my best friend New school new day were equally clueless But made a new friend kinda effortless Didn't know it was going to end with the school end I hope you always remember me as a stupid friend We tried our best to not lose contacts But that's what the drill is we got stuck in that Remember promising texts and calls everyday How stupid of us to think forever existed

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Nov 27, 2025

Nov 27, 2025 at 9:00 AM UTC

Another lost friend

We used to be best friends Now all left is acquaintance I didn't wish you new year neither I got a text Such a beautiful friendship when did we mess? Nothing happened really We casually drifted away But the million memories still keep me awake You wiped my tears healed my wound I don't know I guess it's just what I presumed But you got a new best friend And I still have to make amends People change with time was always heard But losing you was a chapter unprepared Still remember our endless talks Now all left is dry texts From shameless to awkward how quickly we changed I vividly remember that particular incident First day of school met my best friend New school new day were equally clueless But made a new friend kinda effortless Didn't know it was going to end with the school end I hope you always remember me as a stupid friend We tried our best to not lose contacts But that's what the drill is we got stuck in that Remember promising texts and calls everyday How stupid of us to think forever existed

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I want to rewrite my life in a poetic font, it would smell like my favorite coffee, feel like a little midnight dance, it would be quiet and peaceful, with no hate in the world. the world where my lungs wouldn't suffocate, where my wings would fly a little high, where I could finally say the words untold, where my heart wouldn't feel like the land of heath, and express the thoughts which lies beneath.

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Oct 4, 2025

Oct 4, 2025 at 12:14 AM UTC

Untitled

I want to rewrite my life in a poetic font, it would smell like my favorite coffee, feel like a little midnight dance, it would be quiet and peaceful, with no hate in the world. the world where my lungs wouldn't suffocate, where my wings would fly a little high, where I could finally say the words untold, where my heart wouldn't feel like the land of heath, and express the thoughts which lies beneath.

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I don't want to get over you, I want to keep you like a happy memory. I don't want to move on, I want to make it a part of me.

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Sep 30, 2025

Sep 30, 2025 at 9:46 PM UTC

Holding on to you

I don't want to get over you, I want to keep you like a happy memory. I don't want to move on, I want to make it a part of me.

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you're not missing out if you're not the same person anymore, all I know is I know nothing.

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Sep 29, 2025

Sep 29, 2025 at 8:55 PM UTC

Growing up

you're not missing out if you're not the same person anymore, all I know is I know nothing.

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We were around eight when we first met, With Innocence in eyes, unawareness of world, Most of our day was with each other, I thought we were inseparable. Do you ever think of our bicycle rides? Our first scooter ride, Our first accident, Our first fight, Our long walks, Our long drive with no destination, when did it all turn into rumination? My first real friend, Things didn't really end well, From strangers to best friends, And from best friends to strangers, Can't believe we lost it in haze. Times when we didn't bury ourselves in phone, Times when we climbed the terrace and fall on our own, And then saw each other and start laughing, With those bleeding elbows and knees, I'll give my everything for that to be back, But why is it all now in the memory rack, Will things ever be where they were? Will you ever be back here? Do you ever think of me? The secrets the gossips the lies, Discovering new music and lose track of time. A friend my parents trusted more than me, Only for once let's set ourselves free, Please comeback we'll climb again, Hurt ourselves and laugh again, Let's go for a long walk with no destination, Let's take it out from our rumination.

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Sep 29, 2025

Sep 29, 2025 at 12:24 AM UTC

A long lost friend

We were around eight when we first met, With Innocence in eyes, unawareness of world, Most of our day was with each other, I thought we were inseparable. Do you ever think of our bicycle rides? Our first scooter ride, Our first accident, Our first fight, Our long walks, Our long drive with no destination, when did it all turn into rumination? My first real friend, Things didn't really end well, From strangers to best friends, And from best friends to strangers, Can't believe we lost it in haze. Times when we didn't bury ourselves in phone, Times when we climbed the terrace and fall on our own, And then saw each other and start laughing, With those bleeding elbows and knees, I'll give my everything for that to be back, But why is it all now in the memory rack, Will things ever be where they were? Will you ever be back here? Do you ever think of me? The secrets the gossips the lies, Discovering new music and lose track of time. A friend my parents trusted more than me, Only for once let's set ourselves free, Please comeback we'll climb again, Hurt ourselves and laugh again, Let's go for a long walk with no destination, Let's take it out from our rumination.

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I was lost and confused under confident regardless I chose myself

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Sep 27, 2025

Sep 27, 2025 at 3:43 AM UTC

I did one thing right

I was lost and confused under confident regardless I chose myself

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it belittles my heart, every single day seeing the hate worthless as it may, only if I could make my own little world, where I wouldn't feel this and have a swirl. I would have a little garden, a house with a porch, with a view of a beautiful gorge, and a cat with a collar bell with the name tag Barden. dreams, dreams, dreams, a hundred dreams, with an entire life to scheme, just as it seems, it's moving really fast as a light or a beam, with so much undone piled up like a ream.

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Sep 26, 2025

Sep 26, 2025 at 7:37 AM UTC

Only if I could

it belittles my heart, every single day seeing the hate worthless as it may, only if I could make my own little world, where I wouldn't feel this and have a swirl. I would have a little garden, a house with a porch, with a view of a beautiful gorge, and a cat with a collar bell with the name tag Barden. dreams, dreams, dreams, a hundred dreams, with an entire life to scheme, just as it seems, it's moving really fast as a light or a beam, with so much undone piled up like a ream.

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