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Knight Mayne May 4
Sweetened Tea

I have taken shots of the dark, running aground, mindlessly breaking under tow
Where is that solemn day? Fallen into atrophy, unable to wrap these pulped knuckles as I have prayed and fasted to an empty sky
The tiny dagger like hands ask for help, but sorry, you're not sick enough for us to care

I have been given strong trees, but my water poisons their bark
I inherit a mind of wonder, but the heroes in my book have all moved on
I was given a dandelion, that could not grow in my cracks

There is endless rancor, and I have grown tired
I can't offer you a word of hope nor a long and weary traveled ray of sunlight
This Earth's dirt spits into my soles, we cannot walk out of here

Put my hopes down resentfully as they weep and pray, n'evr enough green to cover those horrid thorns
A statue learned to shed nothing, in moss coated granite
In an unmoving ground I have elucubrated a remedy, in capsules that know naught color

Aged eyes grow exhausted circles, faithful to a hospital bed taut with restraints
Because I am, I will be in solitude, a lesson August's light never lets rest
I am broken ostentatious displays not worthy of your time, unable to carve a smile

Can you keep your head up? Can you resist sorrow's attempt to hurt you?
Amist a sea of tarnished rubies, you were the last and best light of the evening
I have tried everything, only to cut my sails, the future failed to change me

The things others have seen, hide from my view
The feelings have become fleeting I once held so dear
It bitterly breaks my heart

There once was an angel who fell in love with a fern
And I was given a dandelion that could not grow in my cracks
When your eyes meet, I miss you
TheLees May 4
She filled my silent cup with
bubbling crackling pops of laughter
Wine I couldn’t put down
drank to the lees
felt it seep into my blood
spun my world
knocked the lights out

One sip led to a pint
then I tapped the keg

When the barrel ran dry
I thought we’d brew more
but she took my glass
and tossed it
Crystal daggers
glint on the floor

The constellation on the concrete
reminded me of a night under the stars
when you said we’d name our dog Sam
and our kid would laugh like me

I should have drunk more slowly

When she left I lay supine
at the bottom
The vision of our child floats
face-down in the barrel
I drain into the wine
the blood mixes
I’ll fill the barrel by myself with me.
Limes Carma May 1
No reaction to action
Left baffled by the way you were acting
From lovers to strangers, now barely reacting
Love you forever to cold replies — no reenactment
Yelling instead of talking, now silence is our last interaction
© Copyright 2025 - Limes Carma
you don’t talk
to me

you make it
hard to see

it takes
two to tango

and i’m tired
of playing
guesswork

that’s got me
all tangled up
and confused.

so when you
showed up

the last time
at my door

and told me
it wasn’t meant
to be

i was certain,
for sure,
that nothing was
wrong.

but you led me
on,

and said it was
only for
your benefit

and nothing more.

now i’m ripping
the pages from this
book

because i’m
just sick of it all,

sick of writing
chapters and

sick of falling
in love.

i don’t wanna
be lonely forever

but if that’s what
it takes to heal,

then i’m so
over it—

and this time,
i want something
real.
inspired by rob thomas’s “lonely no more.”

a breakup poem about letting go of mixed signals and empty promises.
some love stories never begin—because you're meant to write your own.
Mimi Apr 26
You can't leave ice cream out or it'll melt you can try to save it by putting it in the freezer
but it's never the same or as good the second time

She was my ice cream i never stopped trying to make it taste the same it only got worse over time
i was the fool and I forced her to be too cold
I kept trying to keep her happy i just couldn't
Smell the rain and watch the sky
This is what i give you
Touch the skin and taste the lips
This is what i have given you
The sand is warm and so are you
Swirl in the water that lick the shores

I have no light to guide you
So make your way by strife
I have nothing else to give you
But an ending life

Never ask why daylight dies
Why the herds head for higher ground
Never ask why i thought you to lie
And to hurt the one you love
Never ask why the night is cold
And why the wind tears in your soul
Never ask why there must be an end

These are the days of struggling
These are the days when you breathe and dream
These are the days of never turning back
What lies behind you is only black
These are the wounds i bleed from
This mortal coil drains me so weak
These are the last words of wisdom
I'll ever speak
Kyla Apr 23
I cry often and hard at the moment,
From the soul
Anxiety is rampant and how I wish it wouldn’t control me
I’m too heavy for the people I want to bring joy
But he listens and he cares and he knows the outlines of the darkness inside of me
He kissed my hands and my head
When I called him beautiful
He almost cried
Kyla Apr 23
It’s not right, right now. And the rest is up to God
Oh, God.
In Him I’ll trust.
When the time is right, He the Lord will make it happen
But for now, Him first I need. To seek with all my heart.
To find when He is all I have, that He is all I need and more, much more.
To know and to love. To be right with God.
Everything else can wait. Will wait.
His hands. My story.
Redemption? I pray so.
Is he an Isaac? I pray so.
Kyla Apr 23
I’m with a boy who will not or cannot love me, or say he loves me
If we accept the love we think we deserve, and I chose and choose him-
It seems fitting
The lack of love I deserve
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