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last night, submerged in
the late, late hours. we are
a candle burning
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without ambition what becomes of us? sleepless, yet i dare to dream
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staring, i’m staring at a screen in a dark room you light up my eyes
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without ambition what becomes of us? sleepless, yet i dare to dream
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staring, i’m staring at a screen in a dark room you light up my eyes
7h ago
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May 3, 2025
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⭐you know,
all i like to write about is love.
writing is easier when it’s about your own personal experiences of grief, of pain
but love is the beautiful dove of the two
released at a funeral, released at a wedding.
,
because the definition is different for everybody.
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the trees rustle again tonight, and the wind gently taps on the windowpane, begging again to be let in and my thoughts race farther and faster in the night than a pure-bred, hot-blooded racehorse, bucking wild for the first time my mind buzzes, stricken like a gong, reverberating in the quietness of tonight as i drag myself closer to you, you reach out for me, an unspoken, gentle and devout prayer, asking for me in the unspeakable words conveyed in a whisper through actions – i promised you a fantastical world of your own, where you are safe, through my own creation. i have created for you in the heart of my own somewhere for me to love you, fully and infinitely with all of myself. if this is not where you are safe, then there is nothing else. – word by word and sentence by sentence i create dreams i would never tell anybody not even under the skies of a cloudless night. when i sleep, i tuck my hopes and sadness under my pillow and hope a fairy will kidnap it and place in that spot something i should need more. but night after night, my dreams just macerate in the container of my heart. soon, i will drink them like an elixir of truth and what i am afraid of will come
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the trees rustle again tonight, and the wind gently taps on the windowpane, begging again to be let in and my thoughts race farther and faster in the night than a pure-bred, hot-blooded racehorse, bucking wild for the first time my mind buzzes, stricken like a gong, reverberating in the quietness of tonight as i drag myself closer to you, you reach out for me, an unspoken, gentle and devout prayer, asking for me in the unspeakable words conveyed in a whisper through actions – i promised you a fantastical world of your own, where you are safe, through my own creation. i have created for you in the heart of my own somewhere for me to love you, fully and infinitely with all of myself. if this is not where you are safe, then there is nothing else. – word by word and sentence by sentence i create dreams i would never tell anybody not even under the skies of a cloudless night. when i sleep, i tuck my hopes and sadness under my pillow and hope a fairy will kidnap it and place in that spot something i should need more. but night after night, my dreams just macerate in the container of my heart. soon, i will drink them like an elixir of truth and what i am afraid of will come
May 2, 2025
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🌊i toss and i turn with the pillow staying put,
welcoming a new wave of anxiety with each movement
2:18 on the clock and the fan adds more momentum to my unattainable thoughts
buried in the need to see, and learn the unknown
yet, i lay on the surface as a parched rock in the middle of my favorite beach,
reeking of the current simplicities of life
though its surely a blessing in disguise which i might recall five years from now
standing by, holding onto my innocence, waiting to believe in a miracle or see a comet pass by in the dark night sky
Mar 1, 2025
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🌸• jonny - faye webster
• please do not lean - daniel caesar
• slow burn - badbadnotgood
• shine - alice phoebe lou
• numb - men i trust
• food - ghostface killah
• drunk on a flight - eloise
• gentle hellraiser - the army, the navy
• ghost - megumi acorda
• in love with a memory - sasami
• hearing your voice - omar apollo
• i'm not in love - 10cc
• distance - yebba
• what more can i say - the notations
• don't take the night away - chris rainbow
• my forever - orchid mantis
• goodbye yellow brick road - elton john
• neu roses - daniel caesar
and many, many more.... :-) ! so many wonderful songs in the world!!!
and many, many more.... :-) ! so many wonderful songs in the world!!!
23h ago
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🖊I think everyone should start to write haikus! In their free time.. in the car... with friends...
They are very simple, but because of this, it makes you think more creatively! to decorate the box you are given (in reference to the phrase "think outside the box")! Actually, I wrote a haiku about that before...
A poem is a box, within is a story together, a gift
Simple, right? :-) I am a firm believer and fan of the saying "less is more", so in this case, fewer words in a poem make me choose more carefully..!
Cheers to more haikus in the world !
A poem is a box, within is a story together, a gift
Simple, right? :-) I am a firm believer and fan of the saying "less is more", so in this case, fewer words in a poem make me choose more carefully..!
Cheers to more haikus in the world !
23h ago
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In certain circumstances, everything else falls away. It’s all about perspective—a moth to a flame, a dart to a target. In mine, I am drawn. To what else, but you?
Some say it’s about the chase. To love is to be known, something like that. And suddenly, I was transformed. Where you’d go, my eyes would follow. In all you made and done, I was a witness. Struck by an existence more beautiful than my own.
Before you, the room is filled. The symphony played, the painting completed. A means to an end. A single, burning star in the night sky.
(A short story by me!)
Some say it’s about the chase. To love is to be known, something like that. And suddenly, I was transformed. Where you’d go, my eyes would follow. In all you made and done, I was a witness. Struck by an existence more beautiful than my own.
Before you, the room is filled. The symphony played, the painting completed. A means to an end. A single, burning star in the night sky.
(A short story by me!)
9h ago