#aches
Sadness of a dark
empty soul, weeping what
they sow, a soul so fragile
it shakes with fear, a
bone so narrow its tall
and clear, a mind so
frozen it cant be
unbroken, my shoulder
so heavy these burdens
grow a garden, My minds
a mess the worlds
like chess, All thats
left is a sea full
of stress, So
Swallowed in madness,
all thats left is sadness
a sea full of tears
and so shallow happiness
You cut your skin You
Rip out your heart, a
soulless bound that tears me
at the seams, shattering
all the remaining of my
dreams, The ocean engulfs
you, you’re not you anymore.
all you can do is struggle & drown
There is no way to escape this poisonous
grasp. To the sin of Gluttony
we shall all suffer.
May 23
May 23, 2026 at 9:16 AM UTC
Fears
Tears
Strain
Pain
Quest
Rest
Heal
Feel
The tug of
LOVE.
DLR
19.10.2025
☼ ♡ ƸӜƷ ❀ ♬
Oct 18, 2025
Oct 18, 2025 at 10:38 PM UTC
Last year, my heart cracked deep,
Not by a lover, nor a friend I'd keep.
But by the ones I held so high,
The ones whose love should never die.
I sought warmth, a gentle hand,
A place where I could safely stand.
Yet, in their eyes, I was unknown,
A stranger lost within my home.
The words unsaid, the love denied,
The quiet stares, the hollow pride.
All I wanted was to belong,
To hear that I was loved all along.
The weight is heavy, the wound still aches,
A storm that time alone remakes.
But distance now, a needed space,
To heal, to grow, to find my place.
And though the past still haunts my mind,
I choose to heal, to still be kind.
For somewhere out there, hearts remain,
Who’d brave the wild to shield my pain.
So I will walk, though lost I seem,
Towards the love I’ve yet to dream.
And one day soon, the ache will fade,
And I will stand—no longer afraid.
Mar 18, 2025
Mar 18, 2025 at 11:00 PM UTC
The breeze stretches and cools the season
along the country road
variegated light, leaf-filtered
from trees that lean
in rivalry for my eager eyes.
Their foliaged arms dangle, then drop
an amber snowfall all around
as if to awaken me
to the autumn creep
into my bones that click and tick
with each tottery step.
Earth awakens me to the beauty
in this splendorous season
of the gliding swaying passage
of life in alteration
and spiritual invitation
to bathe in the slow current of creation
along this road
and its cool and bright possibilities.
Dec 4, 2023
Dec 4, 2023 at 2:09 AM UTC
stomach aches, illness
heartbreaking stillness
craving a remedy but avoiding the potent
heal in increments, cry in instalments
stomach aches, imperfect
only 3-4 days i am working
other than that, diving as deep as the ocean
explore my brain, ruffle my feathers
distill my vain, sew the pieces together
Aug 27, 2023
Aug 27, 2023 at 11:39 AM UTC
Have a care,
they said
if the wind changes you’ll stay like that
and I think I missed the breeze
that fixed me in place
in among the hurricane days,
but the aches and pains
don’t shift no more,
just there
to be muted
by whatever suits
and ties
Apr 5, 2022
Apr 5, 2022 at 4:57 AM UTC
There's something unsettling
about this feeling of loving hopelessly.
My toes
are constantly ready to push off and
dive into a pool that's empty.
It holds no water or promise,
but I get up and jump
again and again.
This is what reparable souls are made of
Magic, drunken thoughts, and bravery all wrapped in delicate skin.
My mother has warned me
of this feeling before.
and how it ends in tissues and stitches.
But I call her and urge her indiscretion
to my father and her emotions.
I crave the feeling of feeling stuck in your gut,
where your body aches but it’s
wrapped in silk sheets.
Feelings
that consume my mind wholly, constantly, agonizing and yet
I stand on the diving board
ready to crash again.
Jun 8, 2021
Jun 8, 2021 at 8:16 PM UTC
It's not a bad thing to make mistakes
But overdoing it can make aches.
Sin came from our desires
It is a force that tempts us to lit our fire.
Sin causes lives into distruction
And make people cry in unsatisfaction.
Naive people,sinning to earn self happiness.
Selfishness is the start of fights.
War, and more sin which is made by human kind.
Feb 28, 2021
Feb 28, 2021 at 10:17 PM UTC
My head feels like an overstuffed pepper.
Stiff stained starch spread over my eyes,
And very hard to open...hot! Burning hot.
With a nose full of stuff aptly named snot.
Ears full of dough, paining deep inside in need of relief.
Aching back, shoulders, knees, hips, neck. GOOD GRIEF!
Sleep! Oh I wish I could just roll over and sleep.
But my stomach keeps nagging me as I try to count sheep.
No, it's not Covid, but I'd feel better dead.
Just a bad cold, with a stuffed pepper head.
Dec 11, 2020
Dec 11, 2020 at 8:17 PM UTC
⠀⠀1
snow spills
like stars shredding onto soil.
suddenly I’m sinking,
& the world weighs like a wound
wrapped in the white, wet wool of winter;
2
autumn appears in amber, already
pulling out my pieces—
again, it aches;
3
death dawns in darkness
& I dance, drenched of the desire
to dream—breathing and breaking
bonded before, now they birth
a boundless burden;
4
night
nests its nails into my neck;
& I’m bone-broken, body-bloodied,
sprawling scarlet across my skin;
5
eclipsing with you,
I lose my light, looking for love,
& all of my colors cease to conceive;
6
sun sits
on the saffron spine of summer
but the melancholy doesn’t melt away,
dreams do;
7
skies spout
my sorrow in spring—
garnished with green grounds, I grieve.
Nov 4, 2020
Nov 4, 2020 at 12:39 PM UTC
The stale air still carried your scent to my inner muse
To flourish the dead feelings which once bloomed into a forest
Like the silence of a midnight street where even the lights flicker
Walks my two feet with my never ending shadow
Soaked in the moonlights dew, a humble handful residue
Of my dying love...
©Seema Sen, 2020
Sep 24, 2020
Sep 24, 2020 at 3:56 AM UTC
Poetry.. The bed of repose.
He once thought.. He has forgotten the pathway to the bed of repose, where he deposites all weight of his troubles, uproar, burdens, aches and miseries, a bed of repose where he finds peace, a reflection from the divine stir. But literally not, cause even a blind man will not forget the scent of his bed of repose, a place where he has no worries of crashing, stumbling or falling.. Despite all the constant tumultuous stir, the gigantic upheaval upon upheaval, Quasi-typhoon from the resulting uproar beneath, aches and miseries, he always creeps, crawls sometimes even rolls and feel his way to his bed of repose. There he lays all his burdens, cause at the end no room or heart is actually enormous enough to accommodate his burdens.
Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 2:12 AM UTC
Soon is the time to take a break
The body aches as high
energy starts to dissipate
This vacuum burns quick without a wick
For your sake vacate to an empty space
Absorb, recharge and wait
Before shadows turn to creep in place
Dedicate some wealth to yourself
Cleanse and replenish vital health
Prioritise the time ahead
This is not the start nor end
Regenerate in wake
More work to come in a second phase
There is only so far one can bend
Patterns formed from social habits
No linear trends
A new way of living is needed to mend
Aug 20, 2020
Aug 20, 2020 at 3:07 PM UTC
How deep can be the word empty ?
I am feeling a hole inside my heart , a hollow space .
Something was there , but not anymore .
I don't even know how do I feel .
How should I feel
Please make me feel anything .
Why I only feel shattered , broken
Forever broken ....Why did you do this ...
Aug 18, 2020
Aug 18, 2020 at 4:59 PM UTC
feel how my heart sings for you,
how it's battered and bruised but it still continues to leap at the mere sound of your name.
feel how my heart cries for you,
the day you left, i never felt the same way.
feel how my heart beats for you,
how it takes it's last breathe of the air you breath, the faint smell of honeydew and the sweet pink of your lips forgotten and shoved in it's drawer.
feel how it takes its time to move on,
erasing every bit of the memory you left on its skin until everything is completely gone.
May 9, 2020
May 9, 2020 at 7:22 AM UTC
If you focus on the pain
Mild sore aches or strain
Does it fade away
Enough for long as
sun does with shade
Measurements of mixed context
The more we sit inside
Idle minded led astray
Nature's chemistry in flux
Diametrically perplexed
Medication stimulating parts of the brain
May 5, 2020
May 5, 2020 at 3:06 AM UTC
Everything was okay today ,
But I am not okay anymore .
You finally wished to leave ,
And I can't hold you .
I don't have the right to utter the word "STAY" , because I need you .
From the beginning of our story
I was ready for this tragic end .
If you want to let go , i won't hold you back .
I will never chain you to myself.
I fear this day , i will fear as long a i love you .
When someone you love go away !
You die a little bit inside !
I won't cry , I'll be fine
I'll take my breath everyday .
Push the lost feeling in my chest !
Till there's nothing left .
I just wanted to hold you until you weren't falling apart anymore .
My aching msytery hides in your stardust glimmer _eyes
Date - march 04/2020
May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 1:16 PM UTC
This heart of mine
Is funny
Gives me trouble
Aches
Loves
Burns
Smiles
Handles me well
Reminds me of terror
Is weak
Is full of tenderness
But it’s mine
Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 3:44 AM UTC
Who knows when we will find happiness?
Or where it is stashed away?
Why it takes so long to reach?
If we discover it at all?
My confused heart aches
Are we to stay lost forever?
Happiness appears to be nothing-
A hoax to me
Apr 9, 2020
Apr 9, 2020 at 11:40 PM UTC
Listen to me you’re better than
I so who am I to decide
what happens in life
who am I to say you’re to blame
who am I to know what you’ll never show
who are we to decide
what fait has in mind
for these weary eyes
honey what a prize to have by your side but you’re too arrogant to realize
Sigh those
Beautiful eyes
truthful lies
Hesitant cries
Deceitful ties
Tummy butterflies
Tasteful disguise
patronizing romanticism all for our god given life of prison
Feb 27, 2020
Feb 27, 2020 at 11:42 AM UTC