#decipher
Starless night,
Hopeful heart,
Hearts crossed,
My time to behold.
I transverse time itself,
The cosmos and all therein,
Searching only for one,
An answer.
The sky gives a mark,
The starless night makes its entrance an exception,
I seek within,
I seek without,
But alas,
Still couldn't decipher the codes.
You gave me the passkey,
I swore to know,
Because,
As long as our hearts are one,
May our memories be united.
But in this new life,
Where we search for each other,
I wonder if it's still the same as before.
Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 6:43 PM UTC
The Calmness, the Stillness,
the chill of despair,
the voices of the unknown,
of the Whispers in the Air!!
Are you hearing the coded messages,
of what they are trying to say???, or
are you still trying to decipher them,
this very single day, or
maybe you are unaware of them, and
you are letting them go astray!!
They may seem to be a bit eerie,
of what you are trying to hear,
these Whipsers in the air,
they tend to bring to you fear,
You're incoherent of
its understanding, but
It Doesn't seem to make any sinse,
Your mind and thoughts are boggled and
Filled with so much suspense,
So, just listen to the voices,
with certainty and with care,
There is a message you need
to comprehend,
This whispers in the Air!!
B.R.
Date: 5/30/2025
May 30, 2025
May 30, 2025 at 6:46 PM UTC
I am trying to stop looking for you
signs or silence, there's nothing to decipher
no run-ins or coincidence
I don't even know if it'd satisfy
a glimpse of a life
that still holds out hope
for me, for us
because for all I know
that doesn't exist anymore
Feb 24, 2025
Feb 24, 2025 at 7:58 PM UTC
Carved stone for all to read
You cannot read it though
Feel it taught all over my skin
You just touch what you WANT to know
It could not be more obvious
Written all over my face
Choose to remain blind to the words
For you in the first place
If needing me to translate further
Not sure how else I can
Emotions simple to decipher
You don't want to know who I am
Jan 14, 2024
Jan 14, 2024 at 4:32 AM UTC
I am still that shy girl who’s afraid to approach people and have her words and thoughts heard. I am still that girl who fantasizes scenarios of her confident self. I am still that girl who’s afraid of social interaction. I am still that girl who mentally prepares herself just to say hi on the phone. I am still that girl who’s silent in one of those corners. I am still that girl who mutters and stutters words and sometimes finds it difficult to decipher her own emotions and thoughts. I am still that girl who doesn’t run because she’s afraid of her body being judged. I am still that girl and is more magnified some days.
Just this time she has a little more faith in herself. She wants to be louder than her “not good enough” talks. She wants to be bolder and burn brighter than her fears. She doesn’t want to be en-caged by the fear of others thoughts and words because it really wasn’t worth it. It wasn’t worth not reaching her potential. It wasn’t worth not moving forward. She’s the same girl, with the same dreams except for this time she wants to move past the fear for herself.
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 9:40 AM UTC
Lived long, misunderstood
I search for understanding in excess
To compensate, what has come so late
To drive me out of my sadness
I appreciate those who listen
Those who seek to understand
I worried being unrelatable
Would distance me more from them
Because how can you love
Something you don't understand
How can you accept
Something less than human
Sometimes I don't understand myself
So I don't expect for you to try
Though I wish for someone to decipher me
Who knows me better than I
Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 2:17 PM UTC
no one deserves to know
what’s going on inside your mind.
not every post deserves
a ******* caption.
not everyone deserves
a good love story,
a happy ending,
happiness.
sometimes you just let things
simple and cool.
not deep and special.
you gotta let people decipher you,
let them ******* think.
Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 8:45 AM UTC
You thought you are difficult to love
But I loved you anyway
You said it's complicated
But I saw a masterpiece
You are difficult to decipher
But I managed to bear with you
This seems illogical and irrational
But I still loved all of you
You thought you are difficult to love
But I loved you anyway
You found it difficult to love again
But you risked it anyway
I think that's how love works
Love will never come easy
But it's what makes us happy
Aug 12, 2018
Aug 12, 2018 at 7:50 AM UTC
nac uoy rehpiced ym traeh?
vs lbh qn, v'yy yrg lbh vagb zl pbir,
dna ll'i evig uoy ym evol,
dove morning my be you'll
Apr 6, 2018
Apr 6, 2018 at 5:38 PM UTC
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Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 2:51 PM UTC
I'm a book,
written in a foreign language;
one nobody can understand.
Try to comprehend;
you'll be met with confusion,
as you can't decipher what doesn't make sense.
Don't let a book lead your life,
Don't let a book help you out,
Don't let a book teach you something.
Just read the book,
see what you know,
and return it.
Immediately.
Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 2:34 AM UTC
A mystery nobody wants to decipher,
Cloaked in shadow and words,
In experience and hurt.
A riddle with no clear cipher.
Sep 8, 2016
Sep 8, 2016 at 1:24 AM UTC
On Whom to Blame?
On Whom can we blame. Let's face it. We are human beings. Attributing blame (or excuses) is something we all do. Why? What is it in our physiological make-up that somehow justifies this tendency in almost all of us? The answer is that it's a secret. A true earthly secret that is kept even from ourselves. Perhaps our egos allow us to "live with ourselves" if we can somehow convince ourselves that we didn't fail; that we didn't do anything wrong. And as you and I both know, We (just about) never do! Right!
Here it is, but please remember, keep it a secret:
**Secrets remain
a world to blame
hearts with no shame
life, but a game
they look the same
separate is their fame
from afar they came
but a secret with
no name, and
a life with no
shame**
Jul 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015 at 1:43 PM UTC
There is meaning within a meaning
Heart always wants to decipher
After unwrapping the myriad layers
With dexterous thinking and imagination
Every meaning is unraveled with time
It’s a labyrinth through which life goes
For the true meaning is hidden always
One who wants to seek passionately
Will trespass all the arduous challenges
Lay hands on the hidden key
To open the cherished door of the heart
True meanings are intricate ciphers
Only the brave heart can decipher them all
Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 3:36 PM UTC
The problem with falling for a woman
Questioning her strength to catch you
Or maybe you fall on purpose
To catch a glance under her dress
Either thin, tall and lean
Thick, short and curvy
Any shape, any size
The female gender can make you insane
The very thought of a **** goddess
Brings the mightiest of men to their knees
This briefly entails without question
The power a ****** can hold
Simple like exotic dancers
Complex like business CEOs
No matter the background she withholds
You can never figure a woman out
A tale as old as time
A riddle still not solved
But yet how could Adam have made it
Without Eve?
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 4:58 PM UTC
*Love is heart’s conviction
Transparent communication
Without speaking any words
Expressed with telepathy
Insight into each other’s heart*
Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 1:04 AM UTC
The question regarding the question relies on what the question really is.
If the question implied is a question directed outwardly, then it may be misinterpreted as a question to oneself internally.
Otherwise, a question explicitly directed inwardly is critical to deciphering the question that one will address outwardly.
If an indirect question is questioned through the user, then the question itself becomes a metaphysical question to choose from.
In the event a question is said through alternate means, consider the quantitative/qualitative state of the question at the time being; as it may be resolved by asking the question in a subconscious level indeed.
Superficial means tends to seek fundamental questions to the reality of the state one naturally possesses.
In the case where the unconscious decides the opportune event to question the conscious reality, one must interpret the means in examination of the intrapersonal mentality.
If the question is imposed through correlative thought and subliminal expression, then the question itself is related to a parallel conscious state intertwined with the unconscious state of mind of progression.
If the question is relative in combination to the solutions mentioned above becoming apparent, then one has means to ask the question without questioning the question itself in disparate.
Otherwise, the question continues to perplex the question through the continuation of irrelevant questions that one will have thought; creating a treacherous belief so concurrent one could not have fought.
Therefore, is the reality of the question portrayed to the reality you live in or the reality of others? As this poem was conclusive to subtly evoke thought in the questions we construct.
By: Michael M. De La Fuente
May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 8:08 PM UTC