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 1970ยฐ 
Kai
Why won't you allow me to live normally?
Why won't you allow me to live in peace?
Can you stop being delusional?
I don't want to be in your delusions
I don't want to be the main focus of your delusions
Stop sexualizing me
It's creepy

Stop pretending to be part of the "normal human" society
You're not normal
You are nearly 50 years old
You live in Australia
You're a narcissist
You talk to minors daily
You're delusional
You stalk my page daily
You harass me
You threaten my life
With a long knife

Now what in the he double hockey sticks is going on?

You claim you're not in love with me
Yet, you decide to write ****** things about me
(which is quite creepy because I'm 12 years old)
You're obsessed with my race
Then you may say my poetry is a disgrace
You criticize my poetry
Then compliment my poetry
Pick a side!
With the rules you'd have to abide!
Don't be a "182 IQ" *******!

Leave me and my brother alone
He won't be manipulated by you
I won't be manipulated by you
He won't be in your "cult" or "team"

You've learned about my Papa after mentioning him a few times
Papa was the thing I referred to you as
Are you trying so hard to be my Papa?
Because I would never refer you as my Papa ever again
He's a kind, strong, compassionate man that spoils me and drinks at night to fall to sleep
Something that you'd never understand

I've told you multiple times to leave me alone
This is my last warning
No Ryan, I'm not going to write a poem about him just for you.
 1092ยฐ 
Nat Lipstadt
this kids,
is how you do it

in the mid of the dark hours,
when two am is your new oldest friend
when sleep, your oldest old one,
left town on the midnight train,
taking your peace of mind

though she is far away
lost in dream-thoughts caught,
but only twelve inches close,
granting you an unasked permission,
you ok to stroke her hair,
undisturbing her, yet comforting yourself,
every voice in your temple'd altar praying,
one glorious chorus godly chant:

Oh Lord, what would I do without her?

and you stroke her hair and are saved.


2:51am

May 2014
 1083ยฐ 
jules
I kept the book you gave me,
the one you never finished.
The corners are still creased
where you stopped -
a moment frozen in paper.

I tried to read past it once,
but the words were ghosts
of a story I didnโ€™t know
how to end.

So it sits on my shelf,
not quite forgotten,
not quite forgiven,
like the memory of you.
 660ยฐ 
Black-Locust
How are you helping me
with the buzz of my demons,
I wake up in the mornings,
to your comments on reddit.
And I feel like a sudden drink,
to your accusations
and of how you censor me.
My spirit's pulled to your gravity
and it won't ever be free....

Its never going to stop,
Step up to your plate,
and now its batter up,
to fantasies you create.
You can keep pouring,
smelly gasoline,
and I'll keep dancing
in fires of simplicity.......
of wolf fled purity.
No shame you smeared
and belted on-to me.
You don't help someone by abusing them.
 642ยฐ 
Chetan
WH2
Lost Wings, Lost Waves

In my harsh air, she was my flight,
A whisper of wings in the fading light.
Through raging waves, she was my boat,
A quiet strength to keep me afloat.

Yet foolish hands let go too soon,
Like chasing echoes of the moon.
Now winds still howl, and waters rise,
But she's a shadow in my skies.
 609ยฐ 
badwords
"Is it okay to use a thesaurus?"
Yeah, be natural. Don't bore us.
If it's a word that you already use;
Have fun, feel free to choose!
Readers of real words adore us!

We are not 'wizards' inscribing arcane slate
If it's not-mode or out of fashion, perhaps wait...
Language is alive!
Cut that antiquated jive!
Don't be that 'word of the day' guy everybody hates


Write, good words!
 556ยฐ 
Megan E Hoffman
โ€œThey tell me to fear the homeless in LA but I do not. They say women alone at night should not be out, but I have my dogs, and we frequent empty parks after dark, side-by-side with encampments, and we watch (my dogs and I) the homeless cart their belongs by. Well, my dog barks.

They hand me giant jugs over chin-high fences, to ask if I would fill them; their freshest water exists from a dog park spout. Last week I saw a man struggling to press a cardboard slat into the grate of an open sewage pipe, his secret resting place. About a month before, a man with all his worldly belongings strewn along the plastic floor of a porta-***** so smeared in ****t, youโ€™d not dare touch a square inch. Rain was pouring, and he needed to sleep with a roof.

And I think, I am not so different from them. Me, with my white skin and pretty smile; people treat you nicer when youโ€™re pretty. When you can put a face on and say straight-sounding things, and not speak of months spent living in your car, sleeping on street-sides, praying for no cops. Or of deep painโ€”โ€”no, do not speak of that. Too much pain makes people afraid, makes people want to look away. How no one noticed the man hiding his face in the sewage drain, the man sleeping in the ****t-smeared porta-toilet,   because   every   person   noticed,   and   just   decided   not   to   look.

and I think about      how many false narratives are propagated by fearโ€”โ€”โ€œ
 439ยฐ 
Dom
Without notice cognition starts
As a spark where the black and yellow remark
Aurelian dreams become neon streams
Pink and blue bubblegum retreat
Where memory recedes and recess recalls
The times we repeat, but love is the new,
A big bang like a bullet wound,
Bleed like a volcanic eruption-
The lava of adrenaline rushing through endorphins
Course through a crash of shallow breath
Addicted to the oxytocin landlocked in my serotonin
I could see the sculpture maker creating a savior
In the way, the mold breaks when he made you.

Without warning
She falls from Olympus
Aphrodite, telos of beauty
Epitome of lust and luster
In her extra ****** olive tones
As eyes hone to affix to my jade ocular
I am lost in the vision of her palingenesis
Into every curve my nimble fingers trace
Along the marbled skin of those descendent
It strikes me in breathtaking seizure-induced ecstasy-
******* in the clarity of cosmos in clemency
I worship endlessly without question.

As the stars affix โ€˜cross the heavens
And all that is dead is depth in enlightenment
Caught in a chrysalis to metamorphosis
What would become of you, if you could be reborn?
We twist in a helix DNA to a sequence
In callbacks for you to reveal its secrets in Morse code
Encrypted all over the bedside, my love transcends the fabric.
And in the genesis of what is
Comes forth like a violent storm
We crash like thunder while the lightning strikes
I am burned by the static, manic, in panic
As I wake without a warning cognition fully forming
As the universe expands you and I in the expanse
Tethered into the ether in ethos, lost inside your mythos
It all begins again.
 430ยฐ 
Kurt Philip Behm
Man often kills  
that thing he loves
Dying inside it
โ€” when push comes to shove

(Dreamsleep: March, 2025)
 304ยฐ 
Kishori
The tears were real for the people who were fake
So Now the smiles are fake even when the people are real
 302ยฐ 
Ahmed Gamel
Sunrise, all so bright
A new start for my life
Fresh skin, new eyes
Awake beneath the endless skies

Natureโ€™s beauty, whisper of trees
A fleeting gift upon the breeze

Enjoy it now, it wonโ€™t stay
There is sunset that always comes again
Light fadesโ€”darkness whispers its place
Symbol of decay comes every day

Still sunrise, no surprise
Leaving lessons deep inside
Rememberโ€”change to shine

But still, it sets again
Light fades and dawn returns again
The sun never stay the same
This poem captures the fleeting nature of time and change, using the cycle of the sun as a metaphor for growth, decay, and renewal. It reflects on the inevitability of endings while emphasizing that new beginnings always follow. The message encourages embracing transformation rather than fearing it.
 250ยฐ 
Antoine-Vincent Arnault
Fable XIII, Livre III.


L'autre hiver, des badauds attroupรฉs dans ma rue
S'extasiaient devant une statue :
C'รฉtait la reine de Paphos,
Chef-d'ล“uvre qu'un artiste รฉchappรฉ du collรจge
Avait tirรฉ... - D'un marbre de Paros ?
Non, lecteur ; mais d'un tas de neige.
Le ciseau de Chaudet n'aurait pas excitรฉ
Plus d'admiration dans la foule รฉbahie.
ยซ - Voilร  ce qui s'appelle une ล“uvre de gรฉnie,
ยซ Un morceau vraiment fait pour la postรฉritรฉ !
ยซ Que cette tรชte est noble et belle !
ยซ Disaient, en soufflant dans leurs doigts,
ยซ Trois amateurs transis ; l'antiquitรฉ, je crois,
ยซ N'a rien ร  mettre en parallรจle.
ยซ - Rien ! dit un antiquaire indignรฉ du propos ;
ยซ Rien ! puis-je entendre un tel blasphรจme ?
ยซ Rien ! ne craignez-vous point de passer pour des sots ?
ยซ - Des sots ! nous, monsieur ? Sot vous-mรชme,
Si vous n'admirez pas ces formes, ces contours,
ยซ Cette pose ร  la fois sublime et naturelle,
ยซ Ce sourire oรน l'on voit se jouer les Amours :
ยซ Non, la Vรฉnus de Praxitรจle
ยซ N'est qu'un bloc en comparaison.
ยซ - Qu'un bloc ! ยป dit l'รฉrudit รฉtouffant de colรจre,
Comme s'il n'avait pas raison,
ยซ J'espรจre aux ignorants dรฉmontrer le contraire ;
ยซ Je ne veux rien qu'un mois. ยป Et s'รฉchappant soudain,
Il grimpe ร  son taudis, s'enferme, prend la plume,
Compulse maint et maint volume,
Cite maint Grec et maint Romain ;
Se fatigue la tรชte, et plus encor la main.
Que d'encre prodiguรฉe, et que d'encre perdue !
Non qu'au jour dit l'erreur n'eรปt รฉtรฉ confondue,
Et le goรปt rรฉtabli dans son honneur vengรฉ ;
Mais, tandis qu'il grimpait, le temps avait changรฉ,
Et la Vรฉnus รฉtait fondue.
 225ยฐ 
Friends for Dinner
An emptiness grows
As I watch the world burning.
I wish man was good.
It sometimes feels to me as if cruelty plagues our cursed species, just as we plague the earth. I truly wish that we could, as a collective, simply learn to be kind and treat others with respect, whether or not we understand or agree with them. All-tolerating love, with the only exception being for those who refuse to attempt the same.

So deeply do I wish that I could trust my fellow humans to be good and kind simply because it is a good way to be. More than anything, that is what I want from the world. But boohoohoo, I guess. We all rarely get what we really want.
 215ยฐ 
Chetan
Somewhere between okay and not,
like standing in a room with no doorsโ€”
not trapped, not free,
just there.

The world hums on,
but the sound feels distant,
like watching life through a window
youโ€™re not sure you want to open.

Itโ€™s not pain, not peace,
just something in between,
a quiet weight, a floating ache,
a question with no answer yet.
 199ยฐ 
Jeffwtfries
โ€œ๐—›๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฑ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ณ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—บ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟโ€™๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐˜€.โ€
๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐˜†, ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ต๐—ฒ'๐˜€ ๐˜€๐—ผ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜„๐—ถ๐—น๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ.
๐—™๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฑ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ผ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ป, ๐—ฎ ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ผ ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ,
๐—”๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐˜† ๐—ฑ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ผ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ.

โ€œ๐—ช๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ณ๐˜?โ€
๐—” ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ต, ๐—ฎ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐˜„, ๐—ฎ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒโ€”
๐—˜๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜†๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—น๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜€๐—ฒ, ๐—ฒ๐˜…๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐˜ ๐—บ๐—ฒ,
๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜ƒ๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ, ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜† ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ.

โ€œ๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€
๐—”๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—น๐˜† ๐—ณ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜€ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ธ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„.โ€
๐—•๐˜‚๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐—ฑ?
๐—ช๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ ๐—ฝ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—บ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฒ?

๐—”๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐—ณ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ... ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—น ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป.
๐—ก๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ท๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—ณ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ต, ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜†, ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฒโ€”
๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ฝ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐˜€,
๐—ช๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€,
๐—ช๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€,
๐—”๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ณ.

๐—ฌ๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜€๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฎ ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—น ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐˜,
๐—™๐—น๐˜†๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ฎ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ.
๐——๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ณ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐—ด๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด, ๐˜†๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฐ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด,
๐—ก๐—ผ ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ต ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ, ๐—ป๐—ผ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ.

๐—™๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น. ๐—™๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น. ๐—™๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜„๐—ฒ๐—น๐—น.
๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฑ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ผ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—น๐—น ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ธ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ต
๐—ฆ๐—ถ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—น๐˜† ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ฟ ๐˜„๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—ฏ๐˜€,
๐—™๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐—ธ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„: ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜.
๐—ฆ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜† ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ.
 171ยฐ 
Akriti
You cannot keep me chained.
You can't clip my wings .
I will not surrender.
I won't accept defeat .
I will break free .
I  will fly away .

I am freedom.
 162ยฐ 
Safana
In this special time of year,
My heart whispers, loud and clear.
Sadiya, my love, my endless cheer,
Eid Mubarak, to you dear.

As the moon graces the night,
Your smile, my guiding light.
In your eyes, love's true sight,
Eid Mubarak, oh so bright.

With every prayer, my thoughts of you,
Wishing joy, pure and true.
May our love, forever new,
Eid Mubarak, to you.

In the warmth of this festive day,
May blessings come, and in our hearts stay.
Together in love, come what may,
Eid Mubarak, I softly say.

Hand in hand, we celebrate,
With love, our hearts elevate.
For you, my love, my soulmate,
Eid Mubarak, forever great.

 156ยฐ 
Liana
They said Iโ€™ve changed
That Iโ€™m different than I was in September
That they liked her more

Of course they did
She was another dead fish going with the stream
She was scared
She didnโ€™t want to make them upset

She tried to pretend that she was sane
That she was normal

She was sad
All the time
She was trying not to cry

Sheโ€™s gotten better
Why is that not good enough for you?

The scars are starting to heal
Donโ€™t make me make new ones
People make small comments/jabs about how I was better before.
 153ยฐ 
Kai
I've been lately writing poetry!
Oh? What do I see?
A perfect poetry site waiting for me!
First poem, proud of it!
Oh? Someone in my messages?
This guy seems sweet
And he's hoping I don't get beat!
Pretty songs for me to listen to!
And a drunk man messaging me...?
โ€œYou're only making yourself a victim because you're cutting yourself"
Oh? Okay- thanks for the paragraph/drunk rant?

Shining lights on all of my latest poems?
Thank you! You're so sweet!
โ€ฆ.ohโ€ฆtalking to me about pedophilesโ€ฆgot itโ€ฆ
Why are there so many sad songs?
WHY DOES THIS MAN HAVE SO ****** MUSIC TASTE AGGGHGDGFGCC

Oh? You wrote a poem about the 764 and absolutely humiliating them?
Great! Good job!
โ€ฆBut uhhโ€ฆ why and how did they make a virus only going after your followers that are minors? Not funny!
Why is this man warning me if they threaten me? Is he trying to make me scared on purpose?
Blaming the Japanese for this virus now, huh?
Oh? Now blaming someone else named Pax to be part of the 764? Crazy

โ€ฆ. going to another website? But you're so fun!
May as well click on the link you sent me so I can join you

Drunk rants with me? That's okay!
Giving me gold so I can freely make poems?
THANK YOU SM
Daily texting
2-10 hour sessions
Why are you drinking everyday?
You're making me concerned for your health
I told you to stop drinking, papa
You promised me you'd stop
All you did was keep on drinking

Commenting on every poem I made
Oh? So suddenly I'm a โ€œnasty *****" when I have done nothing to you? ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†!
We have a suicide pact now?
I'm going off the bridge first?
Don't mind if I do

Oh? Another poetry site? Okayโ€ฆ
I really don't like the way this site works, can't we just message each other with email?
Yes? Yay!

People bullying you on the internet? That's not okay!
Why would they accuse you of being a *******?
Letting me join an uncensored group to back you up? Great!
Sending me to a Reddit page to back you up?
Alright!
โ€ฆ.oh โ€ฆ they warned me and I didn't do anythingโ€ฆ.
******* this man is an actual *******โ€ฆ..
gotta go fast like Sonic
pack my bags and leave

Oh? I betrayed you? Crazy
We were just friends
Can you stop spitting my name everywhere?
It's like you're so obsessed with me
Stop trying to be the Eminem to my Mariah Carey
Made a poem about you and you HAD to take it down?
Never thought you'd want to hide your identity THAT hard
Oh? Betting on my suicide now, are we?
Sending me multiple emails, desperate for me to come back to him?
I'm not that ******* naive or gullible
It's crazy if you think that about me
โ€ฆI did tell you to send those photos of your cut open arms but I DIDN'T THINK YOU'D TAKE IT SERIOUSLY AND DO IT

Being racist?
โ€œJapshitโ€?
Why are you so obsessed with my Chinese genes?
โ€œI thought I can use Kai because of her Chinise genes because the Chinise was known to be very good spies. โ˜๏ธ๐Ÿค“" ใธใƒผ! Didn't know that!
Also, that's not how you spell Chinese, my fellow kind sir
Threatening people to come to America with a Katana and slice us to pieces
So envious, I see
You're just mad because we have a little bit more freedom than your drunk *** does

Ohโ€ฆ. Talking to me about ****
Got it
Thanks
I didn't need to be taught about METART or some **** like that
I'm only 12 years old
You ***** *****

Wellโ€ฆthis is the aftermath
There it goes out to all of you:
Ghost
RGH
Ryan Geoffrey Hayward
Nephilim Angel
Nephalem
Rose White
Rose Red
Jacob Lives
Hybrid Angel
Tormenter
Bread Crumbs
The Machine
Dirt-In-My-Shirt
Soul Unknown
And etc. ENJOYERS

(Btw, all of these names are RGH's names so if you have these names, please don't feel targeted! The person knows who they are.)

EDIT: ILY ALL SM!!! I DIDN'T THINK THIS POEM WOULD GAIN THIS MUCH ATTENTION BUT I'M HAPPY THAT IT DID!! (โ โ‰งโ โ–ฝโ โ‰ฆโ ) I'M GOING TO VIRTUALLY KISS EVERYONE ON THE CHEEK ONCE THEY READ THIS... or just virtually hug you, yk, whatever you're comfortable with
 146ยฐ 
Kai
The face
Beneath all of those layers
Of skin is one
That doesn't need prayers
It just needs to realize
That everything is real
You're so preppy like *** Becky ๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜๐ŸŽ€๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜‹
 144ยฐ 
Sarita Aditya Verma
He walked in the fields alone
The clouds above big and heavy
Dark grey, filled with gloom
Every other noon

There was no road
Unsettling music was played in the sky
Orchestrated by the clouds

He walked unafraid
Not knowing his fate
Desirous of the rains

He had tilled the land
Until it grew green
Prosperity rained

He stumbled upon the gold
In the ancestral remains
Deserted by the predecessors
He thanked every grain
 119ยฐ 
Mike Adam
No Kintsugi may repair
The Wabi Sabi of
A broken heart
 102ยฐ 
NafisaSB
Life, like a river
Moves slowly forward
Some days it brings smiles
Some days will evoke sighs
Some days you get stuck
And you keep wondering โ€˜whyโ€™ ?
Leave life in Fateโ€™s hands
It knows whatโ€™s best for you
It will never ever do
Things that you would rue
So move ahead with grace
And a smile on your face
A sway of the hips
And a song on your lips
 100ยฐ 
yฤฑldฤฑz
A black swan moves through silent streams,
With wings of night, it haunts the dreams.
It wears its sorrow, cloaked in dark,
A soul that drifts, lost in the arc.

But there, beside it, pure and bright,
A white swan dances in the light.
Its feathers shine, its heart is free,
A symbol of what good can be.

Two swans that glide, yet worlds apart,
One carries shadows, one a heart.
In every soul, both dark and pure,
The swans of fate forever endure.
 93ยฐ 
Dom
Inhale
           โ€ฆ.holdโ€ฆ.

Drop
                 โ€ฆexhaleโ€ฆ

Lift

                           Inhale

โ€ฆholdโ€ฆ

                               Drop

โ€ฆexhaleโ€ฆ
  
                                   Lift


Until the pain no longer hurts

Inhale
               โ€ฆholdโ€ฆ
      
                          Drop

โ€ฆExhaleโ€ฆ
                             Lift

Inhale
             โ€ฆholdโ€ฆ

Drop
                            โ€ฆExhaleโ€ฆ

Lift

Until a new you sculpts from the ache
And sweat fills all internal wounds
Watering the seeds of an iron resolve
Until you bloom renewed.
 77ยฐ 
ymmiJ
love me forever
hold me as darkness descends
never let this end
 75ยฐ 
Elena
Maybe my mother is like no
other
trading tears for treasures
healing my hardened heart
embracing empty eyes
 73ยฐ 
Thomas Burge
Everything's wrong
But I know it's not
The future is happening
How can I make it stop?
I'm scared to death
I'm scared to live
I hate myself
I take a breath
Look in the mirror
I bite my tongue
I feel the fear
Plunge so deep
Even before it comes
Anxiety keeps me
From climbing the steep
 67ยฐ 
Abbott J Hardison
It takes something to write poems,
Less talent, more experience,
I'm lucky to have experienced it.
There's a lot of these
 65ยฐ 
Mike Hauser
How many of us out here
Daily, give ourselves away
Jumping into the thick of it
In all we do and say
Not stopping at, take a breath
For a moment just in case
After all, all of this
On a daily base
That would be me ๐Ÿซค
 58ยฐ 
Zeno
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โข€โก โ €โก„โข โ €โข„โก€โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โข€โฃคโฃถโ Ÿโข โฃพโก‡โขธโฃทโก„โ ปโฃถโฃคโก€โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €
โ €โ €โ €โ €ยญโ €โ €โ €โ šโ ›โ ›โ ƒโ โ ›โ ›โ ƒโ ˜โ ›โ ›โ ‚โ ˜โ ›โ ›โ “โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €
โ €โ €โ €โขปโ โข โฃฟโฃทโก„โ นโฃฟโ ‹โฃ โฃถโฃฟโฃฟโฃถโฃ„โ ™โฃฟโ โข โฃพโฃฟโก„โ นโกŸโ €โ €โ €
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ ™โ ›ยญโฃ›โ ‹โ €โ ‹โ €โ ›โ ›โ ›โ ›โ ›โ ›โ €โ ™โ €โ ™โฃ›โ ›โ ‹โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €
โ•”โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•—
โฃฐโกŸโ €โ ˆโขปโฃ†โ €โฃดโ Ÿโ ‰โ €โ €โ ‰โ ปโฃฆยญโ €โฃฐโกŸโ โ €โขปโฃ†
โฃฟโฃฆโฃคโ คโฃดโฃฟโฃดโฃฟโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃฟโฃฆโฃฟโฃฆโ คโฃคโฃดโฃฟ
โ•šโ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•

I don't know what I was looking for,
in the honey draped lights flashing
in my eyes
And the sound of music
that keeps on playing and playing

And the wind that laps over my face
as the world turns,
Like horses running on axis,
weaving through the lines of shadow
and fireworks
And in their trail, I found
stardust that shimmers and shimmers

I found it confusing sometimes
In the endless mirrors and lights
that spirals in my mind
Like vines coiled around poles
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €  โฃฟโ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €     โ €โฃฟโ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โฃฟโ €โ €โข โฃพโฃฆโ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โฃฟโ €โ €โข โฃพโฃฆโ €โ €
โ €โ €โ €โ €โข€โฃ€โฃ€โฃ‰โฃ€โฃดโฃฟโ ‹โ ™โ ƒโ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โข€โฃ€โฃ€โฃ‰โฃ€ยญโฃดโฃฟโ ‹โ ™โ ƒโ €
โ €โขฐโกŸโข โฃฟโฃฟโฃฟโฃฟโฃฟโขฟโฃฟโ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โข โกŸโข โฃฟโฃฟโฃฟโฃฟโฃฟโขฟโฃฟโ €โ €โ €โ €
โ €โ ˜โ ƒโขธโกฟโ €โ €โฃ€โ €โ €โ นโก‡โ €โ €โ €โ €โ ˜โ ƒโขธโกฟโ €โ €โฃ€โ €โ €โ นโก‡ยญโ €โ €โ €
โ €โ €โ €โ ˜โ ƒโ €โ €โฃฟโ €โ €โ €โ ‘โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ ˜โ ƒโ €โ €โฃฟโ €โ €โ €โ ™โ €โ €โ €

And the looming sweetness that lingers,
like pink foam swirling in my mouth

I smiled towards the dying sunset,
thinking it would last forever
I try not to close my eyes
and not be blinded
by the world slowly slipping
away

Before the music dies
Before the yellow stars burn out
You might not hear my voice
or even remember my name
But I just want you to know that

I was here

โ•โ•โ•โ•โŠนโŠฑโœฆโŠฐโŠนโ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โ•โŠนโŠฑโœฆโŠฐโŠนโ•โ•โ•โ•
โ €โ €โ €โ €โขคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโฃคโกคโ €โ €โ €โ €
โ €ยญโ €โขฐโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโฃถโก†โ €โ €
โ €โ €โ ˆโ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ ‰โ โ €
 54ยฐ 
Mark Liam
Ohh blossom treesโ€ฆ..ohh blossom trees

The look Iโ€™ve loved and love is lost comes to me

Pale as snow, through gentle timeless breath you flow

Falling now from air to earth scorching the very turf

Barren you will become as I moan at what had begun.  Cycleโ€™s should be spun, but only pain he as you are young

Missing you petalsโ€ฆ. Now and Always

Dad x
Mark Winters
 53ยฐ 
Marc Morais
This world grows in meโ€”
stone and root,
water bending like sorrowโ€”
the river rises,
catching smooth stones,
carrying all that has been broken.

She spillsโ€”
cunning as a courtesan,
her movements deliberateโ€”
a quiet confidence in every curve,
never losing herself.

Her hands shape the world she touchesโ€”
soft enough to cradle,
brave enough to let go.

The mountain pausesโ€”
a quiet thinker.
Each step is careful,
his resolve etched in stone,
teaching me to belongโ€”
to stand firm.
Even when the wind cuts,
even when the world
shivers beneath me.

And the forestโ€”
ancestral,
speaks of skies torn apart,
alive with things
Iโ€™ve never seen beforeโ€”
its roots speak softly,
a quiet inheritance of strength.
It whispers of lives lived long goneโ€”
a story written in every leaf,
a hand outstretched
from every branch,
reminding meโ€”

I am their breath,
their silence, their strengthโ€”
through stone and root,
water and sky,
this world grows within meโ€”

I am not aloneโ€”
none of us are.
The river is my mother,
the mountain is my father,
the ancestral forest, my grandparents...
and I, their breath.
 51ยฐ 
Polaris Miedema
Only in death Iโ€™ll be saved.
From the noises.
From having to make the bed right.
From OCD.
Distractions, overwhelming, being stuck.

I can try to be safe in moments.
But things keep coming back.
So death, safe me from these.
Iโ€™m crying for you.
Day and night.
29-03-25
 51ยฐ 
Shaylie
I know if I heard your voice
Iโ€™d simply melt
arms around me would
Be my death
Iโ€™m getting old
You are getting old
Is this what it takes
I think of you every day
 51ยฐ 
hannah
Open circle
                                                  Chase your tail
Round and round



Round and round
                                               Open circle
   Chase your tail



Chase your tail
                                                  Round and round,
  Open circle.
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