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May 30 MacW

cactus

May 30 MacW

The Invisible Poet

cactus

I am a cactus
my body covered in spikes
all I wanted
was a hug
but I hurt people
when they got to close
stabbing them with my spikes
it was never my intention
to wound them
but nevertheless
it happened
after I stabbed my loved ones
with my spikes
they left
and I was there
all alone
with an ache in my chest
I was so lonely
and I wanted a hug
but if someone tried to hug me
they got hurt
and left
I don't want to cause pain
but that is how I
was made
made to be destructive
and alone
I don't want to be this way
but what is a cactus
without it's spikes

#pain #cactus #lonely #hurt

May 27 MacW

"Love is a memory"

May 27 MacW

Alex A d r i a n

"Love is a memory"

Love is a memory,
Forgotten in time.

Love is a memory,
A story, that I left behind.

Love is a memory,
Of all the lies that I ever knew,
in lie of truth.

Love is a memory,
On the digital analogy particles of my soul.

Love is a memory,
One I choose to lose.

Love is a memory,
That I will give back to the dark.

Love is a memory,
That once little a silent spark.

Love is a memory,
In the wastelands that is, I.

Love is a memory,
In a forgotten corner of my mind.

Love is a memory,
Like that of a forgotten dream.

Love is a memory,
The forgotten and unwanted parts of me.

Love is a memory,
A battlefield, in which I stand alone.

Love is a memory,
That has left me out in the cold.

Love is a memory,
One to which, I now choose not to know.

Love is memory,
Burned into my soul.

Love is a memory,
That I choose not to know.

Love is…
Love is…
Love is…
A memory.

#love #memory

May 23 MacW

Failure Spiral // Witness Marks

May 23 MacW

badwords

Failure Spiral // Witness Marks

We are not survivors.
we are residue.

the soot that lingers
on collapse's last tongue.

entropy's loiterers—
spiteful, unfinished.
neurons in feedback.
systems with no gods.

the architects left
when the scaffolds imploded.
we cradle their blueprints
like scripture in ash.

rebuild?
with what breath?
with what myth?
our dreams are famine-shaped.

nirvana is a severance package.
emptiness sold
in velvet robes.
a silence that never asked
about wreckage.

so we sharpen our vowels.
scribe ruin in elegy.
chant hymns for dead logics.
leave witness marks
in the marrow of this glitch.

we were not chosen.
we remained.

“Failure Spiral // Witness Marks” is a blistered fragment from the edge of philosophical exhaustion — a poem that resists salvation with surgical precision. Cast in scorched economy, it unspools a mythic post-mortem of civilization, depicting a world not built but inherited — a residual loop of cascading failures mistaken for history.

The voice is not that of a prophet, but of an archivist trapped in recursion — mapping entropy with a cartographer’s detachment and a poet’s poison. In this world, survivors are no more than loiterers of meaning, spectral stewards of systems that have outlived their gods.

There is no crescendo, only a ritual of reckoning. Each line is a witness mark — the scorched etching of presence, absence, and the irreparable fracture in between.

#nirvana

Mar 10 MacW

And if you are to love.

Mar 10 MacW

Jasleen kalra

And if you are to love.

And if you are to love,
Love as the moon loves.
It doesn't steal the night,
It only unveils the beauty of the dark.

And if you are to love,
Love as the rain loves.
It doesn't wet the bodies,
It only washes the sad dirt of the souls.

And if you are to love,
Love as the wind loves.
It doesn't drift away,
It only cleanse you to the core by invading through each pore.

And if you are to love,
Love as the sun loves.
It doesn't radiates heat,
It only pours its warmth on you to enlighten your way.

And if you are to love,
Love as the star loves.
It doesn't delightfully twinkles,
It only reminds you that not even death can separate two hearts.

And so forth,
if you are to love
Love as the whole universe
& not just a part of it.

Mar 10 MacW

i touched your soul

Mar 10 MacW

Isabelle

i touched your soul

i touched your soul
and scribbled my name on it
love, you’ll never get lost again

Mar 10 MacW

i let myself drown

Mar 10 MacW

z

i let myself drown

when people are in love
they often say
they simply fell
tripped over their own two feet
face forward
and into the arms of their beloved

i did more than simply fall
onto the ground of your love

you, for me
were an ocean
and i dived
headfirst
roughly
harshly
almost painfully
into the waters of “you”

i knew i could not swim
but i did so anyway
i was drowning
entangled in you
surrounded by this being of “you”
engulfed in this feeling of “you”

and i did not know what came over me
but i let myself drown
i did not try to swim back up
because if i went back to land,
releasing myself from your grasp
that would mean losing the feeling of “you”

and after
submerging into the depth
the love
the passion
of “you”

how could i ever leave?

#ocean #fall #love #drowning #swim #passion

Mar 10 MacW

She was like Music

Mar 10 MacW

Tiana Marie

She was like Music

She was like music,
and I longed to dance.

Her heart was the beat,
and I begged for the chance.

Her words were the vocals,
and I was put in a trance.

Her smile was the melody,
and I fell in love at first glance.

#love #dance #music #chance #trance #crush #girl #boy #loveatfirstsight #sad

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