#loyal
Every night, if it felt as if the world was ending,
as if the night held an anger strong enough to end our lives,
here stands the moon.
In winter — the season of sadness and regret —
here stands the moon.
In summer — the season of love and desire —
here stands the moon.
In autumn — the quiet anger after summer —
here stands the moon.
In spring — the warmth that follows winter —
here stands the moon.
So when I tell you you are my moon,
never doubt the purity of my love.
Jan 6
Jan 6, 2026 at 5:44 AM UTC
I can’t abide to be apart
From you
For you rescued me
I owe you my devotion
It makes me feel warm
And cozy inside
I need to feel this
It is my true self
I am only foot steps in front of you
Behind you
Beside you
Always near you
I look at you
When I’m asleep
I see you
My attention is always on you
I hear you
Before you make a sound
Before you move
I hear you
I smell you
From afar
When I don’t know your there
I smell you first
Then I run to you
My heart beating
My mind gushing
A gust of pleasure rushing through me
I sleep beside you
Always from day one
Never moving
I don’t want to disturb you
For I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
You make me feel
Comfortable
Nov 27, 2025
Nov 27, 2025 at 10:54 AM UTC
Boy: Gazing at the stars "If I were to curve our name in to the sky, would you let them stay there for eternity."
Girl: Softly "Promise me you'll never ask for loyalty; you become loyal."
*"Don't search for perfect person, become perfect."
By Vedanta Anagha
Nov 3, 2025
Nov 3, 2025 at 10:09 PM UTC
I was shining bright
Your face staring at me
Even when I moved
You always kept up with me
But at night
When I was gone
You looked down
Either missing me too much
Or mesmerizing the moments spent together
With flickering moonlight
Warm Yellow rays, cherishing your petals
Once again, filling you with a smile
Looking at your day star
I am your sun
You're my sunflower
Oct 9, 2025
Oct 9, 2025 at 2:21 PM UTC
everyone has a heart
and someone special inside it
but I am not the one
inside her heart
instead of blood
regret flows through mine
but my heart still filled
with her
not like blood
but like a clot
which builds up
even though it hurts
I refuse to see the doctor
self medications
won’t work
as my heart still longs for her
and refuses to mend
for many years these clots have grew
now all over my heart
in every artery and vien
waiting for one day
to give me one big final
heartache
Jun 17, 2025
Jun 17, 2025 at 11:54 AM UTC
He watches the moon day by day,
Observing its nightly display.
But he doesn't quite see,
That the moon shines for him, wild and free.
May 26, 2025
May 26, 2025 at 10:10 PM UTC
You lied with grace.
I bowed with love.
You took my fire,
left me ash.
I saw your face,
and lost my faith.
You left.
Still,
you called me
light.
May 18, 2025
May 18, 2025 at 4:06 PM UTC
Her hair’s dark, curled up in mystery.
Her heart — as pure as a kid’s.
Her smile: ineffable.
Her skin shines, even at night.
Her presence lifts the bluest rooms.
Her laughs echo, even in vacuum.
Her thoughts — like snow.
Her lips the perfect shade of pink.
Her kindness softens the hardest hearts.
Her fashion: glamorous.
Her eyes: amber.
Her voice — one of angels.
Her hugs are filled with warmth.
Her perfume, made of jasmines.
Her shadows — flowers bloom.
Her touch: exciting.
Her name? Unique.
She inhales hate, exhales love.
She is amazing, auspicious, addictive.
She is my food, my air, my reason to exist.
She doesn't know these.
Apr 22, 2025
Apr 22, 2025 at 5:02 PM UTC
Why it's always late ?
To talk to her
To tell her
To stop her
To ask for forgiveness
To say it is okay
Why it's always late ?
To said
Mar 8, 2025
Mar 8, 2025 at 12:42 PM UTC
Re political loyalties and honors…
we can disagree about many things,
and I will not **** you, can I say the same
of you, my cross paradigmed other
in the dialog of judgement, mine,
as the extensions discern my worth
as a redeemer of idle words and time
taken for granted and wasted on movies.
Excusing any reason ever used,
needs ratiocination indoctrination.
Faith called to reason, why idle words
force accountibility, yes, shall every man
wombed or un, give a book
of life level accounting
for each idle oath, or adjective
or unintended verb agency,
promised, cursed or blessed.
Reason, between two or more of us, each
brings reason, by now, each who can hold
these words as self evidence, each word holds
a bit of metadata marking our agreement,
mental, mind realm, spaceless timeless medium
thought fitting word
to pattern, instantly, no time
cognationally global
in 197 Wikioedian verses
save, we know, dendritic
tie ins take time to loop
signaling connection made,
- We are the World…
intention flux determind antes
loosed with pre thymus degeneration,
T-cells ready fitru robotic single mind will,
to seek and destroy danger to the mind filling
system
of systems considered nearly perfectly, clog
sidereal desires, in you, wither the kingdom is,
not may be, if y'good,
someday under sublime
alignment instrumentalities
prerequisites, pure yes, intention
seek, the principle thing, id est wisdom
at your core, as any man kind called sapien
2.0, consexual reproducing drive, curious
too complex to not put through rigorous
imaginative allied consanguine lymphocyte
testing at the molecular willingness to smash
the vase, the delicate vessle,
after life as a star,
as a player
at a cosmic level, a bit
in the fluff at a galactic edge, pop.
Yah, certainly, one can unbelieve
any law about God, as explained to children,
any law about believing being mind hats given,
may be reexamined, out from life lessoning,
looking back at how people are paid for teaching.
Reteach the proven useful reasons for the uses
of the faith instilled in Americans by age 20,
or so, it varies, there are young Sheldons,
statistically more of them in India than in Texas.
Similarly there are more good reasons than bad,
bad reasons are often good reasons used
to believe lies with, like the guardians
in Plato's version of Socrates, secret
necessary lie, gotta believe, yes, so
Republican, by definition, a kind of
guardians gotta believe God
chose each one, specially
to guard the temple secret
initiation ritual kinging
of exalted guardians, and
the elite who know the lie, risen
into the rank of Kings secret service guards
almost privy to the whole truth sworn,
to keep secret or suffer the consequence.
Jan 30, 2025
Jan 30, 2025 at 4:55 PM UTC
With these cold hands I write my symphony
With yours you've made yourself an enemy
And I sat and endured humility
Took the names and the liability.
I took it upon myself to curse and heal
I sat there and built a fever dream
Your words remembrance in my soul
A little fame from you I stole.
And perhaps I wanted you to be seen
In a light that was a little too mean
And I don't blame myself for the betrayal
Because I stood there a little too loyal.
And petty laughs I know you muffle
Ignorance in full throttle
We pray to the same deities but we do it differently
Are we to blame a deity
Or the society
For an unfair calamity
Id rather pretend to be
Almighty.
Sep 17, 2024
Sep 17, 2024 at 1:36 PM UTC
Is a broken king any better than a mad one ?
Is a depressed queen tolerable than a deceitful one?
Jul 20, 2023
Jul 20, 2023 at 12:33 AM UTC
Not all people who wander are lost.
Not all people who fear are afraid.
Not all people who love are loyal.
Not all people who smile are happy.
Not all people who breath are breathing.
Not all people who shine are bright.
Not all people who cry are sad.
Not all people who live are alive.
Not all people who die are dead.
Not all people.
Jun 17, 2021
Jun 17, 2021 at 12:35 AM UTC
She’s the last of the fairy tales.
The mobs came with pitchforks and torches.
The ashes of the golden era stains her skin.
Her magic dwindled, wounded by the sins of man.
She seeks not revenge, nor justice.
She seeks punishment.
I have been the guardian of her heart;
A heart she feels she no longer needs.
There will be a day where it beats again.
Not this day.
On this day she waits in the dark,
Waiting for the day her memory is forgotten;
The day her tragedy becomes a myth.
On that day, reckoning will come
To remind them their cruelty is unequalled
By the spirit of a fallen star.
On that day, I will be her harbinger.
On that day, I will resurrect the memory
They wished would stay buried in the depths.
On that day, the hearts of man will cry for mercy,
Only to fall upon deaf ears...
Because I made a promise.
Cross my heart, she’ll never die.
Look your devil in her eyes.
Mar 24, 2021
Mar 24, 2021 at 11:51 AM UTC
To some, love is just A game today,
The people involved, are just toys, they play,
The world is the field, where the moves are made,
When they are finished, they find another to play.
Is love, just another four letter word today,
What happened to the meaning, has it just faded away,
I'm sure It's still out there, It's just so hard to find,
When you do, you will feel the signs,
Those involved, must be trustworthy, and care,
No matter what happens, in life, while you both are there,
Stand by each other, side by side, have no secrets you hold inside.
Tom Maxwell copyright 10/16/2002 AD
Mar 8, 2021
Mar 8, 2021 at 5:59 AM UTC
As humans we should be the most important creatures to each other in this world today, why are so many homeless and we let dogs live in our homes and rule the house where they stay.
Most people would not even think of inviting a homeless person in for a meal, but the animals always have a fun bowl, and their every move is such a big deal.
Many people sleep outside with only a sidewalk to rest their head while the shedding so called pets lay comfortable on their human’s bed,
Is it because our dog's always love us and never talk back, or because they are always ready to play when entertainment we lack.
We never have to wait on them just say the words "let’s go” and they sit by our side when our day is moving slow.
They are always watching who is around, guarding us in their own way and about the most loyal critters we will ever find on this earth , during our days.
Copyright Tom Maxwell 12/04/03
Feb 3, 2021
Feb 3, 2021 at 2:15 AM UTC
in a battlefield
when your mind wages war
against that woman and i
for your heart's commitment
i will surrender this futile fight
for i cannot keep questioning my worth
every time i beg for your loyalty
Jan 14, 2021
Jan 14, 2021 at 10:51 AM UTC
I was fifteen years old,
when I witnessed
that beautiful ocean
for the first time.
yeah, it was huge,
just like a carpet
even my eyes failed to see
that entire gross spread
of emerald blue water
But I was twenty years old
when healing shore washed away
all of my melancholy,
and the aural of the tide race
felt pure as the driven snow.
I got vibes of another universe
within my own self,
where daystar was shining
right at the top of my head
it captured the carbon copy of
happy valley.
and I am today year old
when I realized
it stays loyal
whether day or night
sun or moon
it holds the reflection
of changing sky
ocean breeze,
cold but warm
white horses,
salty but smooth,
comes and goes
but it stays
within boundless boundaries.
Nov 10, 2020
Nov 10, 2020 at 11:14 AM UTC
Is it really difficult to stay true to one another ?
Not for you , not for me
But atleast for the sake of our feelings.
Oct 25, 2020
Oct 25, 2020 at 4:07 PM UTC
Most say its easier to fall in love
Than to fall out of love
Love is an emotion
Falling is a decision
It is easy to decide
But not easy to control emotions
I have a crush on my biology teacher
And my hot shy neighbor
Any among them excites my emotions
But contradicts with my decision
I love them both but I can not fall for them.
Sep 25, 2020
Sep 25, 2020 at 3:23 PM UTC
BIRTHDAY-POEM 6-4-2
( Meaning the end-rhymes consist of 6-4-2 rhyming words )
The most precious thing
will never blinq
for this occasion
my happiest congratulations
from my heart to yours
in romantic symphonical moors
the depth not to measure
just for pagan pleasure
for divine delights
we'll have long blessed nights
amongst paganish duvet
holied by God’s own brevet
© Sylvia Frances Chan
Sep 25, 2020
Sep 25, 2020 at 12:43 AM UTC
Where do I go
When you're not around?
I've gotten used to watching over you
That I forgot that I was gonna lose you
I'll stay down for a while
Even if no one's making me smile.
Sunflower still grows at night
I'll sit here and wait for your light
To come back.
Sep 16, 2020
Sep 16, 2020 at 10:05 PM UTC
I don’t owe
anyone my respect.
respect must be earned,
not assumed.
Don't trust anyone who says
that they respect you-
I need to see that
in action.
Sep 7, 2020
Sep 7, 2020 at 3:42 AM UTC
I dedicated my life
to stay by your side
respect our relationship & to always love you right,
keeping a vow to never cross any boundary line.
But you showed a different side.
An unexpected twist that brought tears to my eyes.
Your energy changed.
From positive to negative, this affection & demeanor wasn’t the same.
Anytime my friends called to check on me or hangout, you yell.
Cursing out my name as if I brought shame into our relationship.
Now I can’t breathe...
I can’t breathe because I’m traumatized,
I’m traumatized because I can’t socialize,
I can’t socialize because I ghosted my friends for you so now I hide in fear
You stole a peace of my mind to the point where I can’t even recognize who I am anymore.
Which causes me to feel less of a “Woman” inside.
But no more!
Times have changed
Somewhere along the road I found strength.
Gain the courage to move on & think about what’s best for me
rather than sink back into your arms.
See, I've learned that you never had power...
You were a simple weak man
trying to devour a Queen’s castle
rather control your own **** tower
like the lowlife peasant you are.
But now that you are gone,
it is safe to say
I am better without you in every way.
So stay your b_tch a__ off of my phone.
There’s nothing here for you, please leave me alone.
Your words mean nothin', so please hold your tongue &
don’t worry about the next man I f-k with
nor I am lovin'.
Just know it will never again be you,
you’re no longer a discussion
highly irrelevant
good riddance , peace out boo boo.
May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 2:47 AM UTC