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 Jul 11 Kalliope
ADoolE
But I’m selfish—
even with myself.
What if I no longer wish to roam?
What if I’m tired
of digging through fire
just to find a softer home?

Tell me—
what does it mean
when someone won’t let go of love,
even when it breaks their bones,
even when the sky above
has given every reason
to move on?

Not because they’re lost,
but because they chose.

Because I chose a piece—
no matter how it fits.
Even if it cuts,
I won’t call it quits.
Even if it’s sharp
and tears through my chest,
I carry it still—
because I loved it best.

It wasn’t perfect,
but it was mine somehow.
So I hold it close,
like a quiet vow.

Is happiness in seeking
what finally fits?
Or is it in keeping
what never quits?

I can’t tell
if I’m betraying my soul
or finally making myself whole.
That’s the echo I hear
in the quietest part—
not a question,
but a stubborn heart.

A name I won’t forget.
A light that won’t depart.
A feeling that lingers,
sharp and true—
and still,
I carry you.
 Jul 11 Kalliope
Rain
The house that sees everything,

Still abandoned for little things.

No ghosts to roam the corridor,

Just empty silence that feels loud as a roar.  



Maybe someday someone will see it for who it is,

Not the stories echoed with myths.
A house at the back of my head
 Jul 11 Kalliope
Zahra
My heart
crumbles
  and offers
itself
to you
for feed,
for love,
for sanity
so you
feel full,
because you
want a life,
not just
survival.
Just to get a "like"
People will risk life and limb
Famous for being famous
Not just another her or him
As my sun sets
elsewhere it glows bright and hot
& in another somewhere it rises
fresh and new
in soft pastels or bright blushing hues

Now as this plot seeps into dusk
I whisper a missive along
May the lost sun rays this day
shine and flutter on you
where & whenever you are
May the breezes carry my calming palms
to rest in the stillness with you
To quiet your worries
& sleep in your soul for a second or two
May your warming sun deliver
this warming touch I send
May it carry a kiss as well
gently placed wherever you most desire
my lips to dust your skin
& stay however long you need

My lips are still and forever yours

the sunshine knows

Our little star’s brightness
shares with you,
my mind full of thoughts
& the wish to listen for you.

So go outside
Soak in the sun
& catch my essences of my love.
Originally published 28th Apr 2022 | edited July 10, 2025
 Jul 11 Kalliope
morallygray
your voice through the phone
reminds me of cans with strings
when we laughed without meaning
when peace was a bike ride away
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