#newyears
She woke up
2026 they gleam
But 2026 means no more sadness
No more comfort in the dark
It means ‘be yourself’
A bad new years resolution she made
She trusted herself to follow it
She shouldn't trust anymore
Hasn't she learnt
If she doesn't bleed
How could she ink her hurt on a page
How can she write without her muse
2026
The year of happiness
The year she said it would end
Yet if she stops her depression
She stops her art
Does she even want to write love
Or does she still wish to write pain
Jan 6
Jan 6, 2026 at 4:03 AM UTC
I watched the snow fall this morning,
As I sipped the coffee
I thought I would never taste.
Through the window,
The white flakes fell heavy,
Like the rising cream in my cup.
And I thought to myself –
"A moment I would've once killed to have"
"Has just become what I'd die for to keep"
It was the most beautiful thing,
Even though my head was pounding,
Fighting off the kalendae migraine
From the night before —
A yearly tradition that has never been controlled,
By my own hands or devices.
Even through that pain, that second, was perfect.
Or so I thought,
Until I turned the corner.
Because right there on the desk,
The amaryllis I painstakingly planted,
With unconditional love and a tender hand
Had bloomed.
It stood strong and mighty,
It's petals a crystal white,
Like the swirling, coffee-cream flakes in the sky.
Tears filled my eyes,
Because that's when I knew,
That this,
Was perfection.
A perfectly, imperfect moment,
No different than the coffee, snow and, flowers
Of yesterday,
Yet somehow it was monumental all the same.
In-spite of my pain, I saw the beauty,
And with that beauty, I made room for the pain.
Then,
I thought to myself –
"A life I would've once killed for to leave"
"Has just become a life I'll live for to keep."
Jan 1
Jan 1, 2026 at 4:33 PM UTC
I’m a ravenous, lonely beast,
Forked tongue and gnashing teeth.
His heart stuck down my throat;
A lamb that’s taken a (the) bite out of the wolf.
Dec 22, 2025
Dec 22, 2025 at 5:00 AM UTC
My screen lights up
Happy birthday
From some unknown friend
The impersonal well wishing from strangers
Has come around again
And then there’s you
Wishing love and success
That my dreams for the year come true
Unfortunately now all my dreams
Come down and back to you
There’s some break in reality
Between the well wishing of dreams
And the truth that is all but broken
Between two once lovers.
Jul 14, 2025
Jul 14, 2025 at 9:04 AM UTC
The embers fade
from passing year
and turn to ash,
then disappear.
A span of time
that fades to black
now melts into
earth’s deepest cracks.
From murky fog
and blackest night
emerge first shoots
of new year bright.
Now from grey ash
of burnt-out past
the shoots are fed
’til new dawn’s flash.
Jan 1, 2025
Jan 1, 2025 at 8:58 AM UTC
I hope I get
to survive in 2025.
Let go of the pain
that’s been living inside
all my life…
I know that everyone
here is talking about resolution…
So my resolution is
to find someone…
To talk to for hours,
To walk with,
To laugh together,
To cry on their shoulder,
To hug them,
hold their hand and never let go,
To find hope with a map,
To cuddle with,
To kiss them,
To love them,
To miss them
every minute,
To be alone
in every moment
with them…
That “hope”
I define
is love…
Dec 31, 2024
Dec 31, 2024 at 7:45 PM UTC
At year’s knife edge
the night is long,
obsidian blade
cuts open new dawn.
The clock’s hands turn
and grasp the knife
to slice open the box
of a new year’s life.
And from the cut
the knife just made
comes ray of light
that glints on blade.
What this beam will bring?
I do not know.
But I’ll take some hope
and let light flow.
—
Photo here:
https://bsky.app/profile/jackgroundhog.bsky.social/post/3lem2baz3ks25
Dec 31, 2024
Dec 31, 2024 at 7:45 AM UTC
In the distance I can hear fireworks
Explosions of color
Echoing something new
No fear but excitement and wonder
I'm tired now
Of the blandness in each day
Or the color that fades too quickly
Never staying like they say
I miss the brightness of your sun
Though I said I'd stop missing you
There hasn't been a day I didn't picture us
Near again like we could be something new
Dec 31, 2024
Dec 31, 2024 at 4:24 AM UTC
You glare into the lens with smoldering eyes
Your ghost
A fiery whisp of your soul
Hungry and straining to yank itself out from under your clenched jaw
Bite down hard
Watch the blood spill from your stone tongue
Into my plastic solo cup
Your tooth floats to the top
Quickly swarmed by genial bubbles
Mocking our leaden embrace
Pop pop pop
We fall to the floor
Breaking our bones in a fit of giggles
Jan 1, 2024
Jan 1, 2024 at 2:27 PM UTC
i am not alone-
my demons and delusions
keep me company
Dec 30, 2023
Dec 30, 2023 at 5:07 AM UTC
Another year down
Promise of more progression
My only hope still
Jan 4, 2021
Jan 4, 2021 at 1:30 AM UTC
I am
Casting down imaginations
To the pulling down of., strong-holds
Gearing up for the.. long term
But from the outside looking in?
May seem bold
or quite
MAD*
[ Well ]
Just referring to the thoughts
that I have
that are really not that far- off
while dreaming of., REVELATION
No.. fabrication on my part
As I try to separate the Light
from the Dark
with high hopes and
Aspirations
Which is.. a sen-sational sensation of flying high
as I'm being
vated
ele-
Elevelation
High on
Or something like a planned
Evo-lu-tion that is so
True
[while]
Staying true to my elevation in 2020
leading into 2020 one
[while seeing] Dou-ble
Vision
( Although )
Some might try to fix it?
[ Yeah ]
But I would beg to differ
Cause it would take [twice] the listen
Care to listen?
Just to see things
Different
And at the same time?
Shuning the carnal mind's version
of seeing Dou-ble
Vision
May call it [ Twinning ]
Which is.. the true definition
of being Dou-ble
Minded
So.. to combat this?
I would just
never
Mind [It] ( meaning )
There's no rules or
bars of
Confinement
For no 20 or Eye is missing
from my
INTUITION
Raised suspicions?
Well., Just hoping that you will
tread.. carefully
And stay
Centered
As you enter my center of words
and.. penning
As I write the vision
I'll make it plain and simple
No Subliminals
Or either I'll keep it at minimal
While maintaining the
Visuals
As usual
As I keep on gaining in
WISDOM
Jan 3, 2021
Jan 3, 2021 at 11:47 AM UTC
let me not dwell on things i lost, forgot.
who gains from memories of memories fought?
Dec 30, 2020
Dec 30, 2020 at 9:47 PM UTC
Hop up in your Jeep
All too familiar to me
"Wanna go in the backseat?
Jan 11, 2020
Jan 11, 2020 at 12:35 AM UTC
As the decade began,
I felt a rush go through
my entire body,
like how it felt
when we were kids.
You stayed by my side
just so you could be
the first thing on my mind.
Jan 2, 2020
Jan 2, 2020 at 11:36 AM UTC
Starting this New Years
off with a poem
a flourish of my 'pen'
I have no idea if it will be my last
or a continuation
of a single lifestream
hoping all will go well – at least
better than it's been
lose a few pounds
so I'll be light on my feet,
get my mind straight,
strong and sweet
grounding my emotions
with a focus on the goal
do some meditation that
will make me whole
This Mother of Intentions
is not paved to hell
it's a promise I make to God
so in truth time will tell
Praying for world peace
sending charity to some poor
shaking my fist along
just social movements
helping lift burdens
adding my light to a great light
of angels chorus in heaven
hoping this chance, a beginning
will not be an end,
but a reason to renew again.
Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 2:14 PM UTC
New year,
New me.
Or,
At least that's the idea,
Right?
I haven't really told anyone...
I've been counting calories,
Starving.
Working out.
It needs to stop,
I guess.
I'll figure it out.
New year New me.
Sounds nice.
Dec 31, 2019
Dec 31, 2019 at 11:57 PM UTC
Two years ago today
I was a slave of compulsion
A victim of disorder
This was when it all went wrong
A year ago today
I was high
Finally I could see beyond the pain
I was hopeful
I was happy
I was healing
Or maybe it was just the drugs
Today
I’m still breathing
Allowing myself to survive another night
My thoughts are entangled with darkness
Hope is nearly gone
The sun hasn’t even set
But I’ve already wanted to cut
Already contacted suicide prevention
Maybe in a year
Things will be better
Assuming
Of course
I’ve stuck around
Dec 31, 2019
Dec 31, 2019 at 6:54 PM UTC
I’ve never felt so tranquil
while so numb.
It’s like leaving while
staying still, a calm
pulse in nothing,
music without a sound,
*** without a body.
It’s an erasure of strides
in snow and slush,
a dissolving act,
the cackle of a
wholesome child.
Pure and imperfect.
Today,
I am drifting downstream,
riding the cherry blossoms.
And I’m not stopping this time,
I’m not checking out,
waking up or falling asleep.
The stars will kiss me and I
will drink their light.
I am no longer afraid.
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by Aleksander Mielnikow | Alek the Poet
Dec 31, 2019
Dec 31, 2019 at 3:14 PM UTC