"nolongerumano" poems
In the dance of chaos and calm, they found their perfect blend, She, tired of perfection, seeking havoc without end.
He, weary of his stormy life, craving peace so pure, Together, they formed a bond, an alliance sure.
In a world of idyllic facades, their imperfections shone bright,
She yearning for the messy, he seeking respite from the
night.
Her path of self-destruction, a U-turn profound, He, the calm in her storm, a solace she found. Their love, a whirlwind of chaos and peace combined, She lost in his tempest, in his chaos entwined.
He, finding tranquility in her tumultuous embrace, Together, unstoppable, in love's enchanting grace. Through trials and tribulations, their love stood strong, An angel and a demon, where they truly belong.
In a world of contrasts, they found their peace, A love story for the ages, a love that will not cease.
@nolongerumano
Feb 4, 2025
Feb 4, 2025 at 11:49 AM UTC
Maturing means realizing we expect too much, In relationships, seeking perfection as such. But let's embrace imperfections with care, And cherish the love that we both share.
Being physically far, yet close mentally, Our connection transcends distance, you see. Accepting your troubled past, I will do, For love is about understanding and being true.
Forever isn't just for memories, my friend, It's for people too, a love that won't end. Communication may be a challenge we face, But our love speaks volumes, in its own grace.
So let's embrace the imperfections we find, And build a love that's one of a kind. In this journey together, let's always be, Connected, accepting, and forever free.
@nolongerumano
Feb 4, 2025
Feb 4, 2025 at 12:24 PM UTC
In every grain of sand, a universe unfolds,
A tapestry of whispers, both timid and bold.
In the desert's embrace, where silence sings low,
Life's essence dances, in the ebb and the flow.
A Pharaoh's shroud, woven tight with care,
Holds the weight of a kingdom, yet love lingers there.
Beneath the fine fabric, what secrets reside?
A heart, not in riches, but in love's gentle tide.
We gaze at the surface, where power may gleam,
Yet overlook the treasure, the soul's quiet dream.
Like grains in the wind, that swirl and that sway,
True worth lies within, in the heart's sacred play.
So let the sand whisper, in its soft, timeless song,
Of the journeys we've taken, where we all belong.
For in every small moment, like stars in the night,
The heart finds its rhythm, in love's pure light.
@nolongerumano
Feb 4, 2025
Feb 4, 2025 at 12:54 PM UTC
People who claim they're evil are usually no worse than the rest of us. But it's those who claim to be good that can be the most deceiving and cunning.
Their acts of kindness and generosity, a veil they wear, Concealing the shadows lurking beneath, their true intentions unfair.
For in their hearts lies a darkness, carefully concealed, Hidden behind a mask of virtue, their true selves unrevealed.
They manipulate and deceive, with a smile upon their face, Using their supposed goodness, to take advantage and embrace.
@nolongerumano
Feb 4, 2025
Feb 4, 2025 at 11:51 AM UTC
The inventor of the mirror, they say, Poisoned the human heart in a peculiar way. For in its reflection, we often seek, A version of ourselves that's perfect and sleek.
But oh, the mirror, it can deceive, For beauty lies not in what we perceive. It's in the laughter lines, the scars we bear, That true beauty resides, beyond compare.
So let's not be fooled, my friend, by the glass, For it's the heart that shines, like a star in the vast. In a world that values the surface, the sheen, Let's embrace our flaws, for they make us serene.
@nolongerumano
Feb 4, 2025
Feb 4, 2025 at 11:54 AM UTC