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The puppet said to the sun,
“Never shine upon me.”
And then it said to the clouds,
“Do not hide me from the light.”
And then it gnashed its teeth at the sky, saying,
“I never asked to be seen
I never asked to be hidden
I only asked to be free.”
Freedom is hard.
Manx Pragna Jun 26
For even space is occupied,
There is both foreground & background.
That which is visible
And that which is elusive.

Like vapor from water forming clouds.
Like gaseous vents expelling
What can not be seen, but felt.

All is & all is connected.
eliana Jun 24
You came as a ray of light,
Made my life cheerful and bright,
Showering your affection over me
So that my face was full of glee.
Taking away my complete loneliness
And giving me back all the happiness
With a Midas touch of your care
To keep me away from despair.
I'll never leave you midway,
And tales of our bond people will say.
I wrote this poem to tell my best friend that her support and care during a period of loneliness and despair has helped me to regain happiness. though we are apart this summer, i look forward to seeing her soon and hanging out more.
Kalliope Jun 10
I think you're beautiful
From your soul to your toes
And though you don't like it,
I love your big nose
I think you're pretty,
stealing glances at me
My cheeks will get rosy but
I'll pretend I don't see
I think you're handsome,
with the strength that you carry,
a light as bright as yours,
takes a lot of effort to bury
I think you're beautiful when you feel that you are not,
seeing you smile- I loved that alot
I think you're gorgeous,
a compassionate man,
dealt lackluster cards yet
creating the upper hand
I think you're beautiful
In all that you do,
And when I picture future me?
She's sitting right next to future you.
Words unsaid can't haunt me if I say them and stop worrying about the outcome
Ione Apr 6
feeling seen and appreciated comes with a burden of being loved.
Mays Benatti Mar 22
Dear brown girl,
Without placing judgment, think about what your face looked like before you were born. Pay attention to what it tells you. You’re a warrior brown girl.
your inner emotional world shifting.
Everyone experiences their version of truth and you’re here to shift it.
Existence is an endless array of joy and pain
no need to agonise
Brown girl to be seen is not a penalty

Brown girl, hear these words and know they're true
You were born a warrior, with strength imbued
Your face before birth, held a wisdom untold
Listen to its message, let its power unfold

Your emotional world, is ever changing and vast
A reflection of the truth, that you hold steadfast
You're here to shift perceptions, to challenge what's known
To create a new reality, one that's truly your own

Life is full of joy and pain, a journey we all share
But there's no need to agonise, or feel like life's unfair
For you, brown girl, are a gift to this world
A shining light, waiting to be unfurled
A message to me by me for the people the resonate with me
Andrew Feb 13
I do not exist when I’m alone.
Not in any way that matters.
I move, I breathe, I think,
But it feels weightless, distant,
Like a story left open in an empty room,
Pages turning for no one.

Nothing is real until someone is there.
Until a glance, a word, a touch
Pulls me from the quiet.
Like I am only a reflection,
Flickering into being when seen,
Vanishing when the mirror stands empty.

Do I exist when no one is looking?
Or do I fade into the spaces between moments?
Drifting somewhere between thought and absence,
A pause too long, a whisper among the breeze,
A shadow with nothing to cast it.

And when I step back into the world,
I pull myself together with careful hands,
Wearing the shape they expect to see,
Smiling, speaking,
As if I had been whole all along.

Maybe that’s why I hold onto every word,
Every glance, every touch.
Because in those fleeting seconds,
I am seen.
I am something.
I exist.
Emery Feine Dec 2024
When we both fell in love
It was as if we were speaking two languages:
Him, English, and me,
The colors of my soul.
There was a language barrier
Since he couldn’t understand my words
My truth
My soul
I wish to find someone
Where I don’t have
To translate my heart
For them to see me
And to love me.

So take this magnifying glass
And when you look into my soul
If you see an ancient text
Then let me go.
this is my 134th poem, written on 11/30/24
Ariannah Nov 2024
Why
Why
Do I have to feel like this
Why
Do you always do this
Why, please tell me why

My ship is sinking
And I can't help thinking
I'm gonna drown again
In the ocean of my tears

Why oh tell me why

You said what you said
Theres no going back

Don't tell me you're sorry
When I'll have enough strength to attack

Yet you talked behind my back
You talked and you talked
Why, please tell me why

And I'm dying
Again, I'm crying
Yet you keep on saying
"Poor him, sad being"
Why, oh tell me why

And you think I don't know
And you think it's all right
But it's not, it's really not
And I'll tell you why

Nobody cared when I was crying
Nobody cared when I was dying
Nobody cared when I had something to say
"Seen" was all you did
"Seen" is what you do
To ignore the **** I'm going through

And I'll forgive, even forget
Why? I don't know

Why. Just tell me why
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