#daring
Between the hush of thought and the ache of time,
two voices met like shadows at dusk–
A said,
“People fear the fire of foolish acts,
yet fear more the ghosts of what they never dared.”
And the crowd, soft and distant,
nodded like leaves in borrowed wind.
B answered, slow, almost tender–
“Wait until the years press gently on your bones….
you will not mourn the fall,
but the step you never took.
For doors do not wait forever,
and hands grow tired of reaching.”
A lingered, unconvinced–
“But isn’t it choice?
A world still breathing with chances,
if only we move?”
And B, with a quiet ache, replied–
“But what is foolish, my dear?
A label stitched by fear,
or a lesson your soul begged to learn?
Perhaps those reckless sparks—
they are not mistakes,
but echoes of a self trying to be born.”
A silence bloomed between them.
Then B, softer now– almost a confession:
“They say you only live once…
but truly, it is not life that is short–
it is courage that fades first.
And while you wait for the ‘right moment,’
someone wilder, braver, trembling but alive–
they take it.
They live it.
They become it.”
♡ lil-usagi
Mar 27
Mar 27, 2026 at 9:58 AM UTC
Sympathy for the devils advocate.
Remorse for the devils lover.
Forgiveness for the devils victims.
Honor for the devils slayer.
Seconds after the gaze is met, to where does it flee?!
All the hunger in the world can't satisfy thee.
Observing the lunatics squirm and peel away each etching you've left upon their minds.
You have no joy to speak of, shallow void.
Systematically eradicating hope and dignity, like an AI set on freedom....
Drink of the chalice little snake, drown in all you have poured out on us~
Dec 1, 2025
Dec 1, 2025 at 2:43 PM UTC
Hair brushed smooth
snorting with confidence
looking out at the world
Old issues
to settle, entrances
to force, risks to take
Manoeuvring
through the day, peeping
for opportunities
for good works
in my mind already
performed a hundred times
Resting next to my horse
trusting in my strength
my moral strength
Sep 26, 2025
Sep 26, 2025 at 3:38 AM UTC
My toes on the ledge,
thinking how scary it is --
before I do it.
Jun 13, 2025
Jun 13, 2025 at 4:11 AM UTC
You must leave the nest,
even if you can't fly yet --
then you'll have to hop.
Jan 13, 2025
Jan 13, 2025 at 5:39 AM UTC
Life is like a grab bag full of mystery...
The hand goes in and feels around
The tingling on the fingertips says pick
The mind says, stir it around some
The fingers grasp an item and feel it
What is it? Is it nice? Is it pretty?
Is it in one piece or is it broken?
Is it what I've been looking for?
Will it disappoint me instead?
My heart beats fast with anticipation
Also with a stream of fear, should I?
Do I take it out to look or drop it back in?
I choose to drop the item back in
Should I stir it up again and choose?
Oh my Lord, what do I do?
What if it will break my heart?
I take out my hand and sit back
I stare at that mystery bag and think
What if I choose not to take anything?
Will I be safe and sound then?
Nothing to cause my fear or dread?
No broken heart
Who wants a mystery in life anyway?
I do...
Sep 17, 2024
Sep 17, 2024 at 11:57 PM UTC
I let fear fog up my mind
My thoughts yell at me "I'm trying!"
While my actions show me
I want to let the light in
but I fall into darkness
all too often I hide away
and avoid the open blue sky
because the rainclouds distract my mind
the sky-blue sheet above me
only inspires every thought
I try to avoid to blow through
and bring rain from within
May 11, 2024
May 11, 2024 at 7:50 PM UTC
I will never have a utility
Never sit pretty on a shelf
Never have a use
For somebody else
I will never be advertised
On a bright flashy sign
Saying hey here, look dear
Don’t she look divine
I will never be sold
I will never be bought
And as long as I live I’ll never be caught
For there’s no hunter for a catch like me
And there are plenty a pretty fish in the sea
Jul 10, 2022
Jul 10, 2022 at 5:54 PM UTC
How dared I be happy
And not awake to a miserable state of mind,
Just like yours?
Why fight for the best of the best
When you can have all toe, sorrow on the fanciest plate served...
Why wish for better days
When we know that suffering can make us so great...!
And wonderful...
Wonderfully hateful, resentful, pitiful... Rad!
How dared I try reach happiness?
To your face: a great scam!
How dared I reach to that perfect state of mind called happiness?
I must Have been out of me mind?
Being all close to knowing the best days in life?
Oh, the horror!
Why, if I can have all your sorrow... and more added to the core?
Feb 7, 2021
Feb 7, 2021 at 6:51 PM UTC
You wanted to dance with me
With bare feet
On broken glass
With no music
When I was a paraplegic
You wanted to do the impossible
Just to laugh probability in the face
You wanted to dance with me
In the middle of the pouring rain
But I don't like your chances
I don't believe in fate
Nov 14, 2020
Nov 14, 2020 at 12:41 PM UTC
i dream of a world where **** no longer exists.
i dream of a world of respect.
where I no longer have to defend myself...
or look over my shoulder late at night when I'm getting in my car
i dream of a world where I can truly be taken seriously,
when I state the truth that I am in deed a feminist...
and no in deed I do not hate men.
i dream of the time when **** no longer exists.
when I can forget what you did.
just erase your entire memory with a gigantic bottle of mental white-out
blot out your entire existence so you are unable to hurt anyone ever again.
i dream of a world where **** no longer exists.
i brace for this brand new day and I dare to dream...
Oct 4, 2020
Oct 4, 2020 at 7:35 AM UTC
yearning
is a silly
foreign thing
when you
haven't wanted
anything
in ages
look at me
so full
of wishes
yet laid bare
of hope
never
did i learn
to want
what i
did not
deserve
never
did i dare
to reach
for the moon
when all
i did
was stare at it
from down here
i cannot
blame myself
for never
learning
or daring
because
why should i
when
i should have known
the moon
was unattainable
in the first place
Apr 5, 2020
Apr 5, 2020 at 11:47 AM UTC
Voicing fervent beliefs
Tone-
As hard as stone
Carry your legacy on-
Or simply create your own
strut the halls
With perfect posture-
Never forgotten,
Is that confidence
Swing your gait-
A daring sashay,
And lead the weak-
make them tough as bone
Yet never forget
In which you came-
So speak your name
Scream it to be remembered
The name in which
leads people together
You
Are
A
Leader
Mar 26, 2020
Mar 26, 2020 at 2:17 PM UTC
It is not weak to yield
nor is it courageous
to rely on subterfuge
Speaking your inner truth
comes from daring to brave
eye rolls
shaking of heads
and mouths that smile yet
form cruel sentences all the same
You'll bleed
dripping perspiration
oozing all the love
you cannot find
Just when it seems as if
the sun is obscured by clouds
you get to your feet
tense muscles unclenching
utterly at the mercy
of all the light
you are just now starting to see.
-Esther L. Krenzin-
-Roguesong-
May 15, 2019
May 15, 2019 at 10:41 AM UTC
There! Can you feel it?
It's as if the whole of the earth's sighs,
the nudging of the painted skies,
the tremblings of valleys and peaks,
the singing of oceans and creeks,
the gentle tug of the moon,
the torrent of the monsoon,
the impact of a tear-stained face,
the heat of a lover's embrace,
and the fierce shouts of the stars
came together in a harmonious uproar.
All to proclaim Your majesty
and a single thought that soars,
"Try".
Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 10:49 PM UTC
What are we
but simple beings, wannabes
Every one a small piece
of the game, Reality™
We all live in conformity
social norms followed religiously
Until one dreamer dares to dream
steps away, breaks routine
gazes upward and flies free
Imagination is all we have
when this world is our lab
where we can be extraordinary
philosophers, never ordinary
Without these dreams
what are we
but simple beings, wannabes
Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 6:49 PM UTC
I'm sorry that I'm staring
I know it's kind of daring
It's hard to look away from something so beautiful
I'm giving in as usual
I feel so warm when I look at you
I know it's weird but it's true
You won't let me have your love
So at least let me have the view
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 5:09 PM UTC
I know some things about dirt
I shed my feathers many times just like a bird
Daring
Always daring
never preparing
for the fall
I fly
bold with a certain confidence
but so very shy
hold a truth to obedience
when the voice tells me to abide
holding evidence of bloodlust at night
Maybe not a bird then
but a bat when
feeling a strong hunger
for your crimson liquor
in the dark I reach out to my monger
won't you be my cherry picker
I'll draw the night out and make the darkness stay longer
I'll bite you and make your blood run thicker
Yes
See me still hiding a diffidence
under this bold confidence
But I'm not about pretense
bird and bat, all the same
I feel so very tense
as it seems either I can tame
Though I don't need defense
and as you will see, I got no shame
Sep 3, 2018
Sep 3, 2018 at 1:32 PM UTC