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#brightness
Hidden just underneath scratch the surface ,you'll see There's a whole other me just waiting to be freed Kept at bay for all time in the corner of my mind It's been a secret for years but now the time is here Once dark and enclosed it's raw and it's exposed Rising up like a flame wild fire burning, insane This brightness inside me it struggles to be free This shadow on my face instantly erased Here now and forever more I can no longer be ignored I won't be held down feet on solid ground This person you now see this is really me
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Feb 19
Feb 19, 2026 at 2:53 PM UTC
The Real Me
i happy me ecstatic by happiness by bursts within   or mad at myself for the height of the hill? brightness comes forward forward forward
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Dec 27, 2025
Dec 27, 2025 at 6:09 PM UTC
hill
In seeing it all shrink about My soul speaks mountains from a needle For all the pointless pale attempts to wash out human pupils... My glow is sealed with humble healers, Ones who won’t get lost or wheel this Realness in any kind of form/mess A million messages sung, secret. I can’t tread sand that hides, Pretend I understand the croaking lullaby Believe that we work for fun and always die... When work is wild and worthy with time I can’t sign, or stay silent, With stars around me pulling brightness Awkward - Stay gripped by the kiss Of wide window spirits... Woken, can’t make a liquid stiff - Stay outcast where the open love is.
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Aug 20, 2025
Aug 20, 2025 at 7:08 PM UTC
Open Love
I was looking for a dream in soulless eyes. You thought that I was just like you And milked the light from this star You sold my brightness for profit And now I wonder how far you are I thought that you would give me my light back But you led me into a fire Lured me in with ink and a page And now I'm trapped in a burning cage I watch the stars in the night sky The ones I once knew You crush them down to ash You sell them out for cash I wanted to be just like you But that isn't my goal anymore I will be so much better Is that what you wanted, too? I inherited your soulless eyes Do you see my dream in them?
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Apr 6, 2025
Apr 6, 2025 at 1:55 PM UTC
I was Looking for a Dream in Soulless Eyes
This society is seeming, if you cannot and haven't involve in atrocious thangs you  seem counted out in the society. _It's more arduous if you're broke. Life in nigh stuck _lamentation _in  oceans of temptation._ _ _but hold on stronger not yet the end of whole it, for no__ *matter how goes it, dreadful night long, there shall always be a brighter day just after the dark.*   _Going to reach peak 🗻, speak affirmation,_ Amen conclusion. - C9fm
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Mar 13, 2023
Mar 13, 2023 at 5:51 PM UTC
"NIGHT LONG"
It doesn’t matter how much weight you carry. It’s about how you distribute. Pain diffusion is like sunlight through leaves; it takes courage to let brightness pierce through and kiss you. So stay with me, right here, by your tree roots, where cyclamen grow. Hold my hand like you always knew me. Forgive my shyness as I fidget with toe rings of clover - I promise; I’m less and less scared - I still love your wildness. I feel you, all over. Eyes, of Pure Water. My lack of sharpness is yearning to soften your edges. I’m floating above your garden, weightless. The ripeness of fruit that your highest tree bares, smells like a rose you delivered. If we really are here to mirror, all I want to do for you is shimmer.
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Nov 4, 2022
Nov 4, 2022 at 9:06 AM UTC
Pure Water
what can never be arrives in mind a brightness and is seen by one
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Nov 1, 2022
Nov 1, 2022 at 5:22 PM UTC
haiku 22/10/30a
i dream of oceans and half moons; lips against my ear, whispering empty promises; hidden power dripping between the scars; forever tattooed on my body; in the end, i sigh as i finally, finally fully bloom; no longer a mystery.
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Apr 6, 2022
Apr 6, 2022 at 7:26 AM UTC
mystery
The lamp is now representing itself in the absence of being semi-peaceful. While having the inner-struggle in just simply trying it's best to get by.... After this very truest representation had sold itself to the highest bidder (being its own inner weakness giving into the symptom, that is "giving up"), without so much as a single plausible (enough) explanation... Things don't become tolerated (very well), anymore. After all, it's up to the standards of one's own grief to now simplify the very behavior (in their own sequence, after sequence, after even more sequences that have sheer luck tied to them without hesitation for utter pleasurable shame for the results that clutter the very cog in the wheel) that gives freedom in the disguise for wonder. Wonder...that isn't including its own freedom, as that's just another common (filled) sense illusion, now. It's the very scenario that agrees that it hast to become free...in order to see its own self for what it had become.... Meaningfully speaking, everything up to this very point in time...comes with an arresting degree for silencing the inner willpower of an inner voice that can't (safely, very well) reach for the outside world (and even remotely reach out into the outside world, like...AT ALL...)! And simply express (for the life of itself), its own symptom. Not only a symptom (or two...) But more the very part as to how, or why, or what essentially became of itself...when it started feeling this particular (and more peculiar way...), where it doesn't know how to handle itself, anymore (in that very dire moment for shameful results). Especially the guilt trip that it starts to feel (all the sudden), when it begins feebling itself over such hesitating tip-toeing maneuvering. But what comes (next, anyhow) with so much as a single surprise...is that there's always a certain something, (or certain someone) truly waiting for you on the other side of a spectrum (where you have yet to truly notice in ALL such forming varieties upon the certain specified number of emotions bleeding itself DRY for the appreciation of finding a solution too it's current problem....) Once you understand this...or more like correcting the wrongs (that had up to this very moment in time, had made you this spiraling short-circuited piece of machinery, or justful faulty technological prowess...) Gives you the very nurturing desire to bid farewell to your own inner strength. Just so you can now have the very pleasure of now purging past this unknown barrier on the other side of this spectrum that has this very certain (someone) waiting for you...that will then of course, give you that single, (when you least expect it...) RESTART! That had been in an orderly fashion ever since the very beginning (when you first started first experiencing this symptom in the first place). A trapped scenario full of crippling sequences of events!
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Apr 19, 2021
Apr 19, 2021 at 5:49 PM UTC
The Light That Had Finally Escaped Itself.
The lamp is now representing itself in the absence of being semi-peaceful. While having the inner-struggle in just simply trying it's best to get by.... After this very truest representation had sold itself to the highest bidder (being its own inner weakness giving into the symptom, that is "giving up"), without so much as a single plausible (enough) explanation... Things don't become tolerated (very well), anymore. After all, it's up to the standards of one's own grief to now simplify the very behavior (in their own sequence, after sequence, after even more sequences that have sheer luck tied to them without hesitation for utter pleasurable shame for the results that clutter the very cog in the wheel) that gives freedom in the disguise for wonder. Wonder...that isn't including its own freedom, as that's just another common (filled) sense illusion, now. It's the very scenario that agrees that it hast to become free...in order to see its own self for what it had become.... Meaningfully speaking, everything up to this very point in time...comes with an arresting degree for silencing the inner willpower of an inner voice that can't (safely, very well) reach for the outside world (and even remotely reach out into the outside world, like...AT ALL...)! And simply express (for the life of itself), its own symptom. Not only a symptom (or two...) But more the very part as to how, or why, or what essentially became of itself...when it started feeling this particular (and more peculiar way...), where it doesn't know how to handle itself, anymore (in that very dire moment for shameful results). Especially the guilt trip that it starts to feel (all the sudden), when it begins feebling itself over such hesitating tip-toeing maneuvering. But what comes (next, anyhow) with so much as a single surprise...is that there's always a certain something, (or certain someone) truly waiting for you on the other side of a spectrum (where you have yet to truly notice in ALL such forming varieties upon the certain specified number of emotions bleeding itself DRY for the appreciation of finding a solution too it's current problem....) Once you understand this...or more like correcting the wrongs (that had up to this very moment in time, had made you this spiraling short-circuited piece of machinery, or justful faulty technological prowess...) Gives you the very nurturing desire to bid farewell to your own inner strength. Just so you can now have the very pleasure of now purging past this unknown barrier on the other side of this spectrum that has this very certain (someone) waiting for you...that will then of course, give you that single, (when you least expect it...) RESTART! That had been in an orderly fashion ever since the very beginning (when you first started first experiencing this symptom in the first place). A trapped scenario full of crippling sequences of events!
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A light so soft and tender Noir has been expelled Gravel but somehow gentle Even the stars aren’t this bright   Lavishly delight
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Nov 9, 2020
Nov 9, 2020 at 10:45 PM UTC
Angel
On earth, in air, on water, light is its own essence-- an enchanted dance, a harmony of rhyme in quick pearling as on the surface of a pool ; Or, it’s slow, expanding as if some obstacle is in the way. Beyond sight’s reach, light glides, swan-like or blinks, star-like or dapples uncertain between sun and shadow. A match darts it’s first white flame, then flickers. Splashing sparks may tumble over pebbles or moon repeat itself a thousand times. A translucent cascade of bright snow illuminates a winter field ; the gentle glow of a candle flame warms the heart. Even what seems forever dark as midnight’s blackest mood is not immune to opening to the glory of light.
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Nov 9, 2020
Nov 9, 2020 at 3:27 AM UTC
Light
i have known for years forgive me for that one day of single tear the Lord i believe in i talk to i ask for the moon to brighten you
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Aug 18, 2020
Aug 18, 2020 at 8:45 AM UTC
beloved
When we cried You came to our Side Even if you were occupied, You left your pride In order to guide To make us unified, You didn't want to be famous Nor did u care about our status Your love was endless You inspired countless Gave us kindness That is your greatness. You were coutious of our happiness So you left Mahant swami with Your brightness.....
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Aug 2, 2020
Aug 2, 2020 at 11:13 AM UTC
By Our Side
Curtains closed, old cups on my desk Brightness fills my room "Goodmorning baby" A smile on my face, and motivation for the day comes my way
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Jul 14, 2020
Jul 14, 2020 at 6:40 AM UTC
Mornings
🌸🌸🌸 education is like junction b/w goodness brightness kindness 🌸🌸🌸 education is like junction b/w musical instrumentation mathematical function biological prediction 🌸🌸🌸
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Jul 13, 2020
Jul 13, 2020 at 12:25 AM UTC
🌸junction🌸
Blessed sun and glorious weather, I feel you warming my blood, The bitter cold has said its goodbye, Now the sun is here to lift our spirits, What more could one ask for? I remember how grey I felt during those cold spells, Those times are now past, Brightness is all I can see, Oh, how I wish summer could last for ages, It would be a welcome thing, For as long as I live.
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May 20, 2020
May 20, 2020 at 10:58 AM UTC
Summer has come.
When I was a child, I had all these hopes and dreams. I believed I was capable of anything. But now as I'm older, the realization of the world around me finally sinks in. Those fantasies and stories I once knew became sad tragedies that'll never be my life. But something in my mind has shifted. The color and brightness have once again come back into my existence. Has the world always been so colorful? It was the way you looked at me. The look in your eyes sparked a feeling in me. Almost as a renewal. My inspiration came back. And I just wanted to say... thank you.
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Oct 18, 2019
Oct 18, 2019 at 11:05 PM UTC
thank you
Candle, candle, where you breathe, may this light of yours succeed. Candle, candle, bright and pure, from the flames of hell return. Candle, candle, where you breathe, may this flame of yours succeed, Candle, candle, wise and strong, bring forth your heavenly perfumes, cease the wars, cease the injustice, vanish at once the filth of sinners. Candle, candle, where you are, bring forth your light, let it increase. Candle, candle, bright and strong, from the depths of hell return, place the jewels of Heaven on the mouths of all sinners. Candle, candle, deep allure, may the flames of hell adorn, with the light of Heaven glows, with the piercing brightness flow.
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Sep 16, 2019
Sep 16, 2019 at 9:18 AM UTC
A Holy Poem
The darkness of the night, Brightness in my mind, Lights and colors lost in time. The dawn whispers in my dream. And my heart smiles.
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Sep 10, 2019
Sep 10, 2019 at 3:27 PM UTC
My Heart Smiles
You are the rose that managed to grow In my field of darkness
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Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 9:51 PM UTC
Rose
On  Saturday people   go  to   party  partly not  give salt as    people  said. On  Thursday people   do  not   give   any iron   object. It  is    blind  belief     or  blind's two   eye   operation to  have  new       brightness.
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Jan 11, 2019
Jan 11, 2019 at 1:57 AM UTC
Partly Party
Floating away with stardust in my hand, Pieces of sunshine with nowhere to land, Basking in lightness I don’t understand, Holding stardust is like love in my hand. Carrying stardust wherever I go, To hold with me a bit of cosmic glow, How it shines so bright I will never know, Sprinkling stardust is letting my love show. Kissing the stardust around my head, Sleeping with starlight beside me in bed, Into the darkness it’s lit where I’ve led, Following stardust to true love ahead. Needing the stardust as much as I do, Alive with glow of energy new, Its glorious aura in all that’s true, Loving stardust, my star, that stardust is you.
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Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 2:08 PM UTC
Stardust