Cadmus

Cadmus May 19

Its very weird…

I looked into their faces
the ones who truly broke me.
No enemies among them.

Just Brutus,
in many forms,
smiling.
Familiar hands,
and mouths,
that once said

I never would.

as they held the knife
like a gift.

This piece reflects on the dissonance between pain and intent - how the deepest betrayals often come not from enemies, but from those closest to us. The reference to Brutus evokes the timeless sting of betrayal by someone trusted, echoing Caesar’s famous last breath: “Et tu, Brute?”

#betrayal #brutus #trust #heartbreak #poetic #truth #emotional #wounds #caesar #enemies

Cadmus May 19

Take Off Your Clothes

Take off your clothes.
Slow.
Let them slip like secrets.
Let the silk confess.

Step forward.
Bare skin. Bare soul.
No perfume to distract me,
no colors to lie.

Drop the stories,
the stitched-up smiles,
the lace of excuses.

I want you raw,
**** under the light,
where nothing hides
and everything dares to be real.

You’re never more beautiful
than when you’re stripped
of all that isn’t you.

Take off your clothes.
Let me meet
THE NAKED TRUTH.

This poem uses sensual imagery to expose a deeper metaphor, how truth, like the human body, is most powerful when unadorned. It speaks to the beauty of vulnerability and the courage it takes to stand uncloaked in front of another.

#truth #vulnerability #naked #honesty #sensual #poetry #emotional #******* #raw #beauty

Cadmus May 19

Nemesis, Awakened

You think this is a tantrum?

Child

This is the wrath of gods
who waited centuries
before they raised their hand.

I am not your wounded girl.
I am Nemesis unchained,
Kali in stillness before the storm.
My silence was mercy.
You mistook it for peace.

I do not wail. I summon.
I do not flinch. I fracture.
Your name is already ash
on the altar of my patience.

I offered grace.
Now I offer consequence.

Run if you like.
Pray if you must.
But even Olympus learned
no one walks away
from a goddess enraged.

Anger, when divine, doesn’t shout. It judges. And every empire built on dismissal learns the cost of silence misread.

#divinefury #goddessrage #mythicwrath #nemesis #kalirising #poeticvengeance #powerfulwomen #poeticjustice #silentstrength #wrathnotweakness

Cadmus May 18

I Am Sorry I Cheated

Love…

I owe you an apology
not for what I did,
but for what your dreams said I did.

Somewhere in your sleep,
I lost my mind, my vows,
and apparently my clothes.

You woke with distance in your eyes,
and I knew:
I’d betrayed you in a world
I never touched.

So let me say this
I’m sorry for the man
your dream invented.

And I promise,
as long as you sleep without nightmares,
I’ll stay faithful…

even in your imagination.

Sometimes we carry our fears into dreams, and wake with the ache of something that never happened. Love means apologizing anyway , not for guilt, but for care. Because even imagined hurt deserves a real embrace.

#dreams #love #relationships #apology #humor #loyalty #emotional #intimacy #poetic #subconscious

Cadmus May 18

Let that Boat Sink

Let it go under.

Neither the rowers are honest,
nor the passengers loyal.

Let it sink…

For in this floating masquerade,
drowning is the only honest act.

Sometimes, destruction is clarity. When all roles are false and all hands unclean, letting go is not surrender, it’s truth.

#betrayal #disillusionment #lettinggo #truth #poetry #introspection #masks #solitude #awakening #existential

Cadmus May 17

The Poet’s Math

Poetry,
a mirror cracked in verse
each shard reflecting
a softer curse.

Three parts ache,
one part light,
we write not from joy,
but from the fight
to find it.

Poetry is rarely a ledger of joy. Across major collections, nearly 70–80% of poems carry sadness, bitterness, or reflection, while only 20–30% attempt joy. We don’t write because we’re happy - we write because we’re haunted.

Cadmus May 17

My Bad

It wasn’t you…

You were exactly
as you are.

It was me,
who turned your smile into a sunrise,
and blamed you,
when it rained.

☔️

We don’t fall because others lift us too high, we fall because we climbed with our own illusions. My mistake wasn’t in trusting you. It was in scripting an ending you never signed up for.

#disappointment #heartbreak #high #hopes #self #blame #illusion #emotional #growth #romantic