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Charly 9h
I never really understood the waves,
that was until the moon found me.

showed me how to sway
from side to side,
riding the waves with her by my side.

I never really understood the waves,
that was until the moon left me.

ripples and crashes,
tsunamis and floods
thought to be normal for an ocean like me.

I still don't understand the waves,
they hurt and slam
they weave and whisper.
Waiting for a new moon to help guide me through

The Waves
Charly Jan 10
Split nails, wonky hair
bent fingers, haunting glare

the broken boy, shattered by life
still whole outside, aware of the rest

digital style, fractured mind
overwhelming thoughts, built up inside

the broken boy, waiting for a release
hugging and screaming, begging for peace.
Charly Jan 1
your fireworks scared my dog,
not cool.
Charly Dec 2024
'Have you seen his poems?
They are quite class'

no malice no contingency
just an honest opinion

for a 'class' poet
like me.
Charly Dec 2024
Love the flutter,
Risk the sting
It was hard to decide whether to have 'risk' or 'hate' as both have their own meanings and attitude but to love the flutter you risk the sting and vice versa
Charly Nov 2024
The vault with no dial
a door with no key
swelling up, whispering
"please release me"
Charly Nov 2024
All the sky in humanities palm,
the ever expansive heavens.

Yet we choose to stay,
chained to the dirt.
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