Idk what to say. I tried with the prompt. "Pets" was a hard one for me, seeing I lost my budgie only a few days ago. "Bouncing in happily" wasn't really in my mood so I decided to do this. I just hope you like the poem.

It was a mistake to desire the light, aware that it's bound to fade. It was a mistake to unshackle my binds, aware that fate commands the way. What is fortitude? Sincere belief What is belief? Glint of hope What is hope? Trojan Horse of pain Life is bland. It's as tasteful as d...

The life of me, the emptiness where ghosts boast of surplus. Half of me is void, quarter is silence, and the other quarter is careless. Questions end with question marks, mine with periods. When the given cannot be repelled, reasons are moot. They say, "There could be light at the end of the...

Idk. I got inspired by :sparkles: this poem :sparkles: http://aminoapps.juegazos.net/p/yiia78o and decided to do some little writing. I tried and I really hope some people can relate.

Among things never to be known Is the severance that's lasted for so long The so-called "Calabasas far away from the masses" I fear it will go on and on They say the pretty things I have I borrowed But I swear that everything I have is my own Is My skin retains scars easier than water Is Som...

It was far from simply crying, And so I screamed. You said you’d stay the other day, And today you leave. They tell me to take a deep breath, And still, I heave. I threw my phone against the mirror, And the only thing that broke was me… Sadness was too little. Suicide was too much. Emotional l...

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Once, I held a heart so gently that I feared the crevices of my palm are serrated enough to tear it. A soul intertwined with mine, unison that fooled angels to be one entity. Fate made us meet. Love made us kiss. Stories of youth, hugs of warmth. Childhood at adolescence, innocence at maturi...

You talk about the immigrants. But I have rarely been happier than eating Phở on a cold day, attending a turkish wedding, dancing to serbian music, going to ukrainian supermarkets, experiencing the world in front of my doorstep. And I have never seen you sadder than when you say you're fine withou...

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A remake of an old poem of mine Fruiting Bodies The train station was left abandoned. Unkempt. You purposefully left us to sprout in the dark, The damp and musty environment serves in your favor. After all, it’s the perfect conditions for us. The dark is comforting, as we flourish and thrive...

The pleased feeling of the metal A somewhat soft but rough feeling Normal cold until warm by the body The sound of the metal The sound metallic sound it make I just open it to see the flames Small but still warm It burn the smell so good The metal get hot Even as it brun I can not help it But to...