#storytime
The young sea dog ghost walks by the dock
His sword in hand clangs on the stones
A headless man a crooked back
A torn sail as his cape
He stole the king's gold from his own ship's hold
Not for ****** not for fame
Just a bracelet for the one he loved
A small bright thing, nothing more
Something to put a big smile on her face
They caught him at the harbour mouth
He ran three leagues along the dock
He drew his blade and three men fell
Four more came and took him down
Accused him loud before the crowd
He pled for mercy before the king
He swore his innocence to the crowd
The king's men cut him down and laughed aloud
The axe fell clean on a lying charge
His head rolled into salted stone
They threw his body in the salted seas
His betrothed stood waiting on the shore
And waited there until she turned to bone
Now the tide pulls back when he draws near
The gulls go silent on the pier
He walks the planks of ships long gone
His boots leave salt where they have been
The fishermen won't speak his name
They cross themselves and scurry away
But he is not looking for revenge
He is looking for his betrothed
He wanders every dock and shore
Calling out with no mouth to call
Searching till the break of day
A headless man a crooked back
A torn sail and a lover's grief
Still carrying the bracelet in his fist
Still waiting, looking for his own betrothed
Mar 5
Mar 5, 2026 at 8:08 PM UTC
It is another delusion
You gave blood in my veins
I choke my neck
Simply to stop it.
I find it hard to reciprocate
When the view is almost
We were walking in Danbury
The first week of August.
I gave up on your smile
But I still see it
Stranded in my head.
It's something I love
But hate at the same time
You made me fabricate
What it feels like.
The air is humid
Cold and heavy
I got myself ******
At our usual bar
I drank so much
I start seeing you hold my hand
You were a flash in a pan
It is just another delusion
I'll wake up
Punching myself every time.
Jan 29
Jan 29, 2026 at 11:02 AM UTC
As I sail a boat
To the never-ending odyssey
I wonder those I left behind.
I convince myself
It's for the sake of I.
The journey will show
What I truly want
Who I truly am.
I'm not Odysseus
I never was, I never am.
Implore to God to show the seas
Where the weather is lost
Shall guide the adrift.
It's only been a week
Since I started this journey
O, I wish to come back already.
The fishes is my only company
But I too have to replenish.
I wait for the bait
Like forever
To fuel my hunger
I only drank a cup of water—
It won't last long.
It's the never-ending cycle
Of day and night.
The migraine and nausea
from the sun
Dehydration and sunburn.
The coldness of the air
Is unbearable
And the idea of threat
Anytime I row.
At last I saw a land
I smiled as the boat sails by
For this voyage is done.
Jan 24
Jan 24, 2026 at 2:03 PM UTC
It was another quiet night
And the flickering lights
Outside, shone in his window.
He got up from bed
And heard a cry.
Rapidly goes down the stairs
And not a speck of thump
Can be heard.
He opened the kitchen door
And started cleaning
The unfinished chores
With a racing heartbeat.
Jan 7
Jan 7, 2026 at 4:28 AM UTC
And it burns bright
Rays of the sun
How I wish to feel
To touch it
And burn me to ashes.
Flip my darkest
Spread it everywhere
Make everything white
So pure, so lightweight.
But it's night again
I wish to come back
Compel me to end it
Make me falter
Make it stop.
Dec 28, 2025
Dec 28, 2025 at 2:22 PM UTC
It takes time
To like a song
Love;
It takes time.
The bard, sings
Ballad and she
Will be listening
For it was
Dedicated to her.
She'll walk pass by
Everyday
The sound of love
It takes time.
Dec 21, 2025
Dec 21, 2025 at 1:02 PM UTC
Somehow, it was over
I felt nothing
Cold air, freezing
I didn't drown
Merely laid down
Pool of blood
And my hands
Hanging down.
And I know
Maybe tomorrow
You'll find me
At the place
Where you dumped me.
Covered in bruises
Down at the alley.
Dec 21, 2025
Dec 21, 2025 at 3:18 AM UTC
"But when the night is falling
You cannot find the light"
I heard these lyrics clearly
12 in the afternoon
Sitting on a chair
On the rooftop.
"You got the music in you
Don't let go"
The bell rang twice
It's time for another class.
Dec 19, 2025
Dec 19, 2025 at 9:57 AM UTC
When you're stuck
And nothing comes out.
Learn to lean, and from there
you will feel everything.
When you fall short
And it doesn't make any sense.
Learn to stand up, and from there
you will see everything.
Dec 16, 2025
Dec 16, 2025 at 1:20 PM UTC
She's all white and bell
Serenade beauty
As she walk the isle of eternity
Falls sweet tears of Aphrodite.
There she was, my beautiful
Lily of the valley.
Dec 14, 2025
Dec 14, 2025 at 2:02 AM UTC
Remember when you were 8,
Every afternoon, you'll go
In the neighbor's backyard
To play soccer?
You're having so much fun
Well, was.
You would get furious
When you can't kick it high,
Your feet get swollen
Yet, you're still smiling
Walking home.
It has been a decade
When was the last time?
I remember you kicking
Rocks at the pavement
Thinking it was a ball.
You were cheering on
The episode 12 of Ted Lasso
Season 3, likes you were there.
Celebrating the win
Like, you are there.
Would you hit the ball
One more time?
Dec 13, 2025
Dec 13, 2025 at 1:16 AM UTC
Like a boat without its oar,
You too could not function.
But still, you'll use your hands
Until you shed skin, until
Bones are your only option.
Dec 11, 2025
Dec 11, 2025 at 2:31 PM UTC
For dubious I have
In life should've love right
I too never did anything
I'm proud of.
For dubious I have
I'd watch every film
Depiction of harsh reality
And still feel nothing.
For dubious I have
Ultimately tire myself
And faint on the floor
Proving I can.
For dubious I have
Regrets that feel tricky
When everything just
Doesn't go as plan.
For dubious I have
I will fake everything
Until someday
I'll know what's right.
For dubious I have
How stupid I've become
How gullible I've been
To show I am worth it.
I am worth it, see it.
Dec 9, 2025
Dec 9, 2025 at 3:01 PM UTC
It was two in the afternoon
You and your friends
Left to buy snacks
As a way to pass the time
"Could you treat me?" I said
Assuming you'll do
I expected and waited
Laid down on the floor
Watching a show on my phone.
You returned, Eating your delight
"Where's mine?" I asked
Then you gave me
An empty paper bag.
Was it supposed to be funny?
Dec 8, 2025
Dec 8, 2025 at 2:45 PM UTC
Before I go,
Before I disappear into dust
Tell me what you feel
The words you're afraid to say
I promise you, It'll be ok.
Cry it out; scream
So when I wave goodbye
You won't regret anything.
Dec 6, 2025
Dec 6, 2025 at 4:51 AM UTC
As the last pages of a book
Are read— each and every word.
Legacies are forgotten
Left on the dusty bookshelf.
People will mourn, and
New lives are born.
And soon everyone
Won't remember anymore.
Time will stop
For the last person
Who will walk this earth
Carrying the guilt
Of the last storyteller.
Dec 5, 2025
Dec 5, 2025 at 3:11 PM UTC
Expose me to your world
And I'll guide your hands
Deeper in my heart.
Make me feel vulnerable
We exchanged breaths
As you exhaled
That heaving warmth.
Cure my lovesickness
Cling to my shoulders
On the serenity night.
I'll hold your hand
As we reach for the stars
Will I be able to wake up
When it's all just a dream
I suffer in your love?
It's only been a week.
Dec 4, 2025
Dec 4, 2025 at 3:12 PM UTC
When the birds start to fly away
I will be the only one left
At the park.
Faster than time
I carry my back
Slowly on the sidewalk
As I tell these Stories
Only I know the endings.
Dec 3, 2025
Dec 3, 2025 at 10:47 AM UTC
When the sun meets the moon
A beautiful phenomena
Appear, the sky goes quiet
And the celestial beauty
Dances for a brief moment.
What a lovely view.
It takes two to tango
Yet my feeling dances
Alone with your shadow.
Dec 3, 2025
Dec 3, 2025 at 6:29 AM UTC
I hate you
I hate how you always
One up me
When you scream my name
Then the grin you kept on doing
And that itchy feeling stays.
You would walk beside me
And giggle for no reason.
You underperform everyone
And yet you're still smiling.
I'd hate you, everything you
I'm so close
And So I'll hate you.
Dec 1, 2025
Dec 1, 2025 at 12:46 PM UTC
He sat in the living room
Near him is a speaker
Playing soft indie rock.
A melody that makes him hum
And tap his fingers
On the table.
So he began to sing
His heart desires
For there are no people present
He will sing and dance
Until the next music comes.
Nov 29, 2025
Nov 29, 2025 at 7:50 AM UTC
When they run towards the edge
Only the emptiness awaits
Desolate, crammed souls idly
For a miracle to happened
Succumbed to the inevitable idea
When the empty swallows them whole
Only God can provide
A second chance to live once again.
As they wait for non-existent fate
Nothing woke up, roamed the vast
The soul-illuminated dark space
Of the never-ending sleep.
Curiosity lead the courageous
And question Nothing
He was laughing, cackling
Like some lunatic
Who forgot it's medication.
Petulant for the disturbance
It slits the time and space
Called God and return to sleep.
Nov 27, 2025
Nov 27, 2025 at 11:28 PM UTC
While I was waiting in a restaurant
A handsome man and
His wife entered;
Along with their playful son.
Such rare encounter
It's so foreign
I can't help but wonder.
But I suppose everyone is a complex
A set of composition
Lucky to inherit such compound
That is what I call it.
A beautiful nose, charming eyes
Brunette hair with a full beard
Fair ivory skin
And how his face looks mature
When in their 30's
Chiseled Greek God of a body
And the height of a Titan.
What a wonder of a human
God has created, I thought.
Because I know in my heart
I will never have it
A fateful truth I can't accept.
Nov 25, 2025
Nov 25, 2025 at 5:37 AM UTC
Say Billy, I truly feel
Your words
Every syllables
Punctuation marks
And every expression
You put on every part.
The highs and lows
Of your tone
And every spittle
Has its own self.
Say Billy, I truly feel
Your wisdom
On every sentence
Fragment of notes
I can't comprehend
I listen, and listen
As you sing
That beautiful voice
You want to tell.
Say Billy, You truly feel
I can only write
The words I truly feel
My words
Every syllables
Punctuation marks
And every expression
I put on every part.
The tone I can't sing
I write, on
Every spat of ink
Has its own self.
Nov 22, 2025
Nov 22, 2025 at 1:53 AM UTC
My favorite artist
Dropped a new song
I stored it on my
“Memorial To Forgotten Words”
Cause no one, will
Never ever know
How good your song
Makes me feel.
Nov 21, 2025
Nov 21, 2025 at 12:38 AM UTC