#timid
I will stay exactly where I am.
It is a mistake to think that
I am meant for something more than this.
Because if I look at the horizon,
I feel a deep and hollow fear.
And I would be lying if I said
The world is waiting for me to wake up.
I have decided to believe
My comfort is worth more than my dreams.
It is simply not true that
I have the strength to walk away.
Because as I stand at the very edge,
I am small and easily broken.
And nothing will convince me that
I am brave enough to try.
(now read from the bottom up!)
Apr 17
Apr 17, 2026 at 12:35 PM UTC
Look at you,
All of you!
Hard to hold,
But, I felt cold.
Dec 31, 2025
Dec 31, 2025 at 6:53 AM UTC
It's a real struggle for me
To be near you, and truly be myself –
Sometimes I feel like I'm either breaking free
from my shell or retreating back into myself
Yet, one thing is clear:
I'm like a timid pet turtle, gradually falling
in love with you – _not knowing what to do with itself._
Oct 27, 2024
Oct 27, 2024 at 4:44 PM UTC
"You're so sweet!" "What a cutie!"
Is that the best you can do?
Those are defaults and fillers
I don't want to hear that from you
I want you to point out the things
That the general public don't see
The sides to me that surprise you
Normally masked by timidity
You get to see my lion
But still recognize my lamb
Tell me I'm so much more
Than strangers might think I am
There is a fervid spirit in me
But it's cloaked in a subtle attire
While the entire world calls me simple and sweet,
I need you to call me
A wildfire.
Nov 18, 2022
Nov 18, 2022 at 8:34 PM UTC
How do we dare to doubt?
It's because we aren't used to happiness in life
For far too long we have been the ones who give
Maybe, that's why it is so hard for us to receive
We are scared of being backstabbed
Know life as the cruel place without light
We are shy, timid creatures
Coming to be tamed by love
May 2, 2021
May 2, 2021 at 12:03 PM UTC
Be nice
Live politely
Be small.
Be small.
Be small.
Be sweet
Live righteously
Be small.
Be small.
Be small.
I'm here but am I?
I love all the street cats.
I'm here but you won't see
All the ancient souls in me.
I'm here but am I?
Instead I listened quietly.
I'm here but oft forgot,
Drain my empathy.
I am right here, I am.
With borrowed sorrow,
I am here, right here,
Listening.
Listening.
Listening.
Jan 22, 2021
Jan 22, 2021 at 8:33 AM UTC
An average being on earth
Who never tried to take a big leap.
An average being on earth
Who has always been a timid.
An average being on earth
Who never dared to upset anyone.
An average being on earth
Who shouts out from her heart now
Someone on earth please hear her out.
Bina Mukherjee
Jul 4, 2020
Jul 4, 2020 at 3:37 PM UTC
An affinity sequestered away in a languid beat of my heart.
To whom I've fallen for so gravely ill, this churning affection grows a part within me.
The fire toils for a great satisfaction,
one of which I cannot fufill.
The strung voices that I provoke to keep you in the know are nothing but a timid reliance to keep me in the dark; a fault I've succumbed to, and a death I'll forever hold in disconcertion.
Perhaps it is best I keep the key for my own, but this pent affliction will be a pernicious ailment, gutting me within as the present becomes the past—day by day.
Oh, how I walk among the shadows,
lurking in a void, consumed by the daunting portents of failure.
Oh, how the hauntings of what could have been lingers.
But, alas, my silence has spoken, and now I must walk the shade of night and bear the quietude of my lonely plight.
May 7, 2020
May 7, 2020 at 7:37 AM UTC
do not be timid,
because this world is frigid.
do not let it freeze
the mind that thinks with ease.
Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 10:19 PM UTC
I think of you, but not you of me,
For I am shackled, and you are free.
Now the words are clear, but I’ll never tell
For I am pigeon-livered and lack gall.
The recursive words stay in my head–
They leave me not and make me mad–
I am now the jester in time’s flow,
Put on a show so you won’t know
How the words are free,
And good to go,
Yet woe is me,
My mind’s not free.
Oct 20, 2019
Oct 20, 2019 at 11:39 AM UTC
Eye contact is not an option
I can’t hold a conversation
It’s basically impossible
Fitting in is not my forte
I can’t even explain
What it feels like
To NOT be able to talk
Even when you really want to
Even after hours of mental preparation
Nothing comes out
Not even a squeak
Social anxiety kinda *****
Aug 1, 2019
Aug 1, 2019 at 1:11 AM UTC
Peel me mangos
And the pain goes and mixes with the fruit’s sweet flesh,
Dripping fresh and bitter-sweet
You still come to me when I’m asleep
to whisper pretty nothings in my ear
until my brow sears each passing thought with your image
I imagine you as timid as at our first meeting, as bold as at our last, your laughter repeating on and on and on
on our last day you kissed me sweetly, the taste of mango on your lips
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 10:27 PM UTC
she couldn't dance like the rest
she didn't want to let herself go enough to fall and be caught in his open embrace
her pace was unchoreographed and timid
scared of being replaced in the dance which she called
love
by a newer, more beautiful dancer that isn't afraid of prewetting into the arms of her lover
but all and all her dance was bewitchingly unique
and he loved that
Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 5:42 AM UTC
I had always imagined your heart to be tiny,
Small like a hummingbird's.
Not because you were incapable of love,
But because you had the capacity for so much of it.
It fluttered at the briefest of glances
And jumped at the slightest of touches.
So fast did your heart beat that I had often mistaken you for dead
When I would wrap my hands around your throat.
You ran and you called and you pleaded
But no one could hear your little heart.
Even as it stuttered frantically
Against your rib cage, brittle as paper.
No one wants to love a quiet heart.
And so I took it and strung it on a chain of gold
So it could sit silently atop my own heart.
Jan 30, 2019
Jan 30, 2019 at 3:57 PM UTC
You’re just like a dream
Always so close
Yet so far from me
And I wonder what it feels like
To revolve around your energy
I’ve been here for a while
I’m hanging on for you
But my dear I fear we’re too apart
I want to dive into your heart
And show you
What it feels to fall in love
I try to follow your protocol
But I curse to the wind
When it all falls apart
Our love is fragile
But not impossible
You’re the cure
To my broken heart
And I’m the console
For your endless tears
I’m love ridden
But I’m far too timid
To let you know
That there’s a world
For you and me
I’ll never get close to your gravity
That’s just the way
It was meant to be
Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 3:31 PM UTC
Sun bursts into the sky
Leaping colors form under thigh
Bleed into the brush and let moments slip
Concrete your mind yet your thoughts still drip
Propose a masterpiece one of bright blues
For you my eyes speak of faded glues
Stuck in rewind I give you my hand
Lead me by collar to the promised land
Stationary in place frozen you gleam
Staring through reflection my pulse should beam
Strawberries and sunny nights I do watch
Nothing more to our likeness; a room for the klatch
Nov 11, 2018
Nov 11, 2018 at 11:55 PM UTC
I tremble before you
At your alter
For lives unreached; all shall falter
Craving touch
Falling into clutch
Sweet lease
Shown to be brief
Nov 11, 2018
Nov 11, 2018 at 11:55 PM UTC
I might be weak and rather small
But I want you to know there is nothing at all
I wouldn't do to make you smile
I would swim against the raging Nile
I would sail across the great blue seas
I would find a way to achieve world peace
For I might be timid and rather ill
But my love for you is greater still
Oct 6, 2018
Oct 6, 2018 at 8:17 PM UTC
Loner, Weird and Timid that's how people address me. If not in the upper left corner sit in our school auditorium where nobody can notice, you can find me behind the farthest shelf in the library. It's not because I'm hiding or something. It's just for me, being alone is convenient.
Loneliness is my Sanctuary, my Haven, my Paradise, or so I think. I don't really mind. I'm happy with the presence of every character in the stories that I read. I'm already preoccupied with enough drama, excitement and adventure that I get in the different worlds that I've been in the comfort of this bench in the bleachers or the behind of this shelf.
If the cosmos requires me to interact with my fellow **** sapiens, I often do nothing to caught their attention. The last time i was in this realm I'm in the middle of name calling by those so called "Alphas" that think that they're so great. I even got bruises when one of them pushed me. I don't mind. I won't be in this realm for long anyway. Once this is all done I will be again in the comfort of my Sanctuary, fighting alongside the allied force for the safety of the Galaxy.
Endure it, endure it, don't fight back, use your brain rather than brawns, you can't defeat them in brawl just endure this until they got bored. Whew, this is harder than the ambush that the alliance experience when they were in the asteroid belt. But I can do this. I'm just a little bit dizzy and a bit hurt mostly in my head, wait what's this? Blood? That stupid alpha gotten too far. I must evacuate. I must..
Where am I? Where is this?
"So you're awake now cadet." Who's that? "You've fallen unconscious on the ambush in the asteroid belt but now you're awake" what? The last thing I remember is that I'm in the middle of the bloodthristy alpha in our school ground. I guess I'm a cadet of the alliance now. I don't get it but at least I'm in the happy place now.
Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 11:17 AM UTC
honour can be likened
to a bird timid and glorious
flitting to and fro
sometimes arboreous
looking for a tree
to frolic and adorn
which could be you or me
but it only will be drawn
to trees that have
the same kind of bird
but trees with none
will sadly be deferred.
Aug 14, 2018
Aug 14, 2018 at 4:43 AM UTC
A crippling rage may endure
At the faintest hour still:
A cancer to ease the cure
May yield to a kinder ****
To yield to deception
Only forges a sword in water
And lies by exception
To all of the martyrs who faltered.
Aug 13, 2018
Aug 13, 2018 at 5:57 AM UTC
Is it not easy
to greet to someone
whom you never spoke
for a very long time?
Among all people,
I am the only one
you've always bypass
to talk to
I know the hindrance
why we ward off each other
just to make ourselves
escape the stigma
Curiosity gets bigger
Each time I look at you
Should I wait patiently
Or take the wheel further
One thing I could do...
All what I wanted to say,
all my thoughts about you,
are profoundly veiled
You and me
are the only ones
to know what's in...
where people shouldn't know
A storage box
of unspoken words
a birthday bag
of sweets
If you are reading this
do not assume
that I did them
Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 10:16 AM UTC
Words cannot just escape
Out of her thoroughly sealed mouth
Everything in time changes shape
So she finds a way to let it out
The gate is almost shut
With only two keys left
The other’s lost suddenly
Swallowed accidentally
while hiding from a hostile
The only thing left to do
Is to give a parchment
There lies a cue
Its goal is to leave someone
Whose mood is in need of enhancement
The keeper of the key sprints to the gate
Before everything is too late
Every day, in front of it, lies a letter
Often to make him feel better
Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 11:15 PM UTC