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@sinr.bsky.social
tearing and opening my soul, i bleed words, poetry, books & literature... only in love or in pain𓇢𓆸
a psycho guy & a sinr, mess of chaos.
https://myurls.co/sinr
a psycho guy & a sinr, mess of chaos.
https://myurls.co/sinr
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the harshest reality of society is that men are rarely asked how they’re doing.
if they’re okay.
we’re expected to be problem solvers,
the strong ones,
the ones who fix everything and ask for nothing.
so when someone finally asks,
“are you okay?”
it breaks something open.
if they’re okay.
we’re expected to be problem solvers,
the strong ones,
the ones who fix everything and ask for nothing.
so when someone finally asks,
“are you okay?”
it breaks something open.
January 12, 2026 at 7:39 PM
the harshest reality of society is that men are rarely asked how they’re doing.
if they’re okay.
we’re expected to be problem solvers,
the strong ones,
the ones who fix everything and ask for nothing.
so when someone finally asks,
“are you okay?”
it breaks something open.
if they’re okay.
we’re expected to be problem solvers,
the strong ones,
the ones who fix everything and ask for nothing.
so when someone finally asks,
“are you okay?”
it breaks something open.
the whole world could be in front of me, yet my eyes would only search for yours...
January 8, 2026 at 5:08 PM
the whole world could be in front of me, yet my eyes would only search for yours...
i chose the longest way home hoping absence
would feel like you.
would feel like you.
January 7, 2026 at 7:38 PM
i chose the longest way home hoping absence
would feel like you.
would feel like you.
The year 2025 fades into shadow,
yet my love for you remains untouched by time.
Here's to another year,
an eternity within these fleeting days,
of loving you without end,
with a heart that knows no bounds.
— a.sinr
yet my love for you remains untouched by time.
Here's to another year,
an eternity within these fleeting days,
of loving you without end,
with a heart that knows no bounds.
— a.sinr
January 4, 2026 at 10:07 AM
The year 2025 fades into shadow,
yet my love for you remains untouched by time.
Here's to another year,
an eternity within these fleeting days,
of loving you without end,
with a heart that knows no bounds.
— a.sinr
yet my love for you remains untouched by time.
Here's to another year,
an eternity within these fleeting days,
of loving you without end,
with a heart that knows no bounds.
— a.sinr
And the writing is still: to you
with you, about you, because of you and for you.
— Nazar Rabbani
with you, about you, because of you and for you.
— Nazar Rabbani
December 6, 2025 at 10:05 AM
And the writing is still: to you
with you, about you, because of you and for you.
— Nazar Rabbani
with you, about you, because of you and for you.
— Nazar Rabbani
poetry feels like the only way i can reach her now. every line is a small step toward the moon she took with her, when she left.
maybe that’s why i write... because loving her is the only language i still remember.
maybe that’s why i write... because loving her is the only language i still remember.
November 15, 2025 at 5:43 AM
poetry feels like the only way i can reach her now. every line is a small step toward the moon she took with her, when she left.
maybe that’s why i write... because loving her is the only language i still remember.
maybe that’s why i write... because loving her is the only language i still remember.
Thursday November 13, 2025 — nature is
beautiful but she’s my favorite view.
beautiful but she’s my favorite view.
November 13, 2025 at 11:36 AM
Thursday November 13, 2025 — nature is
beautiful but she’s my favorite view.
beautiful but she’s my favorite view.
If I could give you one thing in life, I would give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes, only then will you realise how special you are to me.
November 12, 2025 at 6:06 AM
If I could give you one thing in life, I would give you the ability to see yourself through my eyes, only then will you realise how special you are to me.
Tuesday November 11, 2025 — i remember the way her hair fell across her shoulders.
November 11, 2025 at 7:40 AM
Tuesday November 11, 2025 — i remember the way her hair fell across her shoulders.
she looks just like a dream
the prettiest girl i've ever seen.
the prettiest girl i've ever seen.
October 17, 2025 at 10:56 AM
she looks just like a dream
the prettiest girl i've ever seen.
the prettiest girl i've ever seen.
and sometimes against all odds, against all logic, we hope.
October 15, 2025 at 4:07 PM
and sometimes against all odds, against all logic, we hope.
― José Olivarez, Citizen Illegal
October 3, 2025 at 7:05 AM
― José Olivarez, Citizen Illegal
