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· Mar 18
One poem a day,
How long will it last?
A day or a week,
A month or a life?
There’s no way to tell,
But maybe with time
If dreams do come real,
The void will say hi.
How long will it last?
A day or a week,
A month or a life?
There’s no way to tell,
But maybe with time
If dreams do come real,
The void will say hi.
#38
Made of thorns and spines,
Of never ending vines,
The sap of hopes and dreams,
Well hidden behind lies,
If someone would touch me,
For even one moment,
Maybe the curse,
Would be finally past.
Or maybe you’d bleed,
And I’d lay down to die.
Made of thorns and spines,
Of never ending vines,
The sap of hopes and dreams,
Well hidden behind lies,
If someone would touch me,
For even one moment,
Maybe the curse,
Would be finally past.
Or maybe you’d bleed,
And I’d lay down to die.
May 15, 2025 at 8:56 PM
#38
Made of thorns and spines,
Of never ending vines,
The sap of hopes and dreams,
Well hidden behind lies,
If someone would touch me,
For even one moment,
Maybe the curse,
Would be finally past.
Or maybe you’d bleed,
And I’d lay down to die.
Made of thorns and spines,
Of never ending vines,
The sap of hopes and dreams,
Well hidden behind lies,
If someone would touch me,
For even one moment,
Maybe the curse,
Would be finally past.
Or maybe you’d bleed,
And I’d lay down to die.
#37
They are real.
What am I?
Look me in the mirror,
And pretend I’m not a lie.
Look me in the mirror,
And pretend I’ve ever cried.
Should I make it known,
That I have tried to seem alive.
They are real.
What am I?
Look me in the mirror,
And pretend I’m not a lie.
Look me in the mirror,
And pretend I’ve ever cried.
Should I make it known,
That I have tried to seem alive.
May 12, 2025 at 4:10 PM
#37
They are real.
What am I?
Look me in the mirror,
And pretend I’m not a lie.
Look me in the mirror,
And pretend I’ve ever cried.
Should I make it known,
That I have tried to seem alive.
They are real.
What am I?
Look me in the mirror,
And pretend I’m not a lie.
Look me in the mirror,
And pretend I’ve ever cried.
Should I make it known,
That I have tried to seem alive.
#36
Wait until time comes around,
Take a spin around the edge,
And then pretend like you know it,
Like you see it,
Like you love it,
Like you feel it,
What else is there left for to do?
The only thing standing is you.
For everyone else that once was,
I’ve lost or displaced it for good.
Wait until time comes around,
Take a spin around the edge,
And then pretend like you know it,
Like you see it,
Like you love it,
Like you feel it,
What else is there left for to do?
The only thing standing is you.
For everyone else that once was,
I’ve lost or displaced it for good.
May 7, 2025 at 6:51 PM
#36
Wait until time comes around,
Take a spin around the edge,
And then pretend like you know it,
Like you see it,
Like you love it,
Like you feel it,
What else is there left for to do?
The only thing standing is you.
For everyone else that once was,
I’ve lost or displaced it for good.
Wait until time comes around,
Take a spin around the edge,
And then pretend like you know it,
Like you see it,
Like you love it,
Like you feel it,
What else is there left for to do?
The only thing standing is you.
For everyone else that once was,
I’ve lost or displaced it for good.
#35
Today, the night feels blue.
There’s no more dreams about you.
Today, the night feels blue.
There’s no more dreams about you.
May 3, 2025 at 6:26 PM
#35
Today, the night feels blue.
There’s no more dreams about you.
Today, the night feels blue.
There’s no more dreams about you.
#34
1/3
When you see these people,
Gold heart on their chest,
They look at the world,
And they smile with their self,
You wish to be like them,
Somehow to just change,
Transmute lead to gold,
And make wonders exist,
1/3
When you see these people,
Gold heart on their chest,
They look at the world,
And they smile with their self,
You wish to be like them,
Somehow to just change,
Transmute lead to gold,
And make wonders exist,
May 2, 2025 at 8:24 PM
#34
1/3
When you see these people,
Gold heart on their chest,
They look at the world,
And they smile with their self,
You wish to be like them,
Somehow to just change,
Transmute lead to gold,
And make wonders exist,
1/3
When you see these people,
Gold heart on their chest,
They look at the world,
And they smile with their self,
You wish to be like them,
Somehow to just change,
Transmute lead to gold,
And make wonders exist,
#32
1/3
My little island by the sea,
Oh it’s far too big and small for me,
Oh it’s far too far away from me,
My little island by the sea.
Oh could it have ever been,
That I would have never had to leave,
That I could have found what lies within,
My little island by the sea.
1/3
My little island by the sea,
Oh it’s far too big and small for me,
Oh it’s far too far away from me,
My little island by the sea.
Oh could it have ever been,
That I would have never had to leave,
That I could have found what lies within,
My little island by the sea.
April 28, 2025 at 8:09 PM
#32
1/3
My little island by the sea,
Oh it’s far too big and small for me,
Oh it’s far too far away from me,
My little island by the sea.
Oh could it have ever been,
That I would have never had to leave,
That I could have found what lies within,
My little island by the sea.
1/3
My little island by the sea,
Oh it’s far too big and small for me,
Oh it’s far too far away from me,
My little island by the sea.
Oh could it have ever been,
That I would have never had to leave,
That I could have found what lies within,
My little island by the sea.
#30
To the love of my life,
If you ever know me,
You will now that I tried.
To the love of my life,
If you ever know me,
You will now that I tried.
April 26, 2025 at 8:30 PM
#30
To the love of my life,
If you ever know me,
You will now that I tried.
To the love of my life,
If you ever know me,
You will now that I tried.
#29
Laughing through the night,
think of nothing,
joke at all things,
its so fun,
when smiles are numbing.
Even though this time will end,
It won't mind while you are in bed.
Laughing through the night,
think of nothing,
joke at all things,
its so fun,
when smiles are numbing.
Even though this time will end,
It won't mind while you are in bed.
April 22, 2025 at 9:57 PM
#29
Laughing through the night,
think of nothing,
joke at all things,
its so fun,
when smiles are numbing.
Even though this time will end,
It won't mind while you are in bed.
Laughing through the night,
think of nothing,
joke at all things,
its so fun,
when smiles are numbing.
Even though this time will end,
It won't mind while you are in bed.
#28
I’ll no longer escape,
To my own wonderland,
To my personal hell,
To the infinite sand,
To the void of the self,
I will have to stand up,
And forget of the rest,
I will have to be true,
And live up to the test,
You will know I’m alive,
Cause I won’t be the best.
I’ll no longer escape,
To my own wonderland,
To my personal hell,
To the infinite sand,
To the void of the self,
I will have to stand up,
And forget of the rest,
I will have to be true,
And live up to the test,
You will know I’m alive,
Cause I won’t be the best.
April 22, 2025 at 9:56 PM
#28
I’ll no longer escape,
To my own wonderland,
To my personal hell,
To the infinite sand,
To the void of the self,
I will have to stand up,
And forget of the rest,
I will have to be true,
And live up to the test,
You will know I’m alive,
Cause I won’t be the best.
I’ll no longer escape,
To my own wonderland,
To my personal hell,
To the infinite sand,
To the void of the self,
I will have to stand up,
And forget of the rest,
I will have to be true,
And live up to the test,
You will know I’m alive,
Cause I won’t be the best.
#27
Some people have asked me,
Why are you looking like this?
Why are you acting that way?
I could never really answer,
For I don’t know why it is
that I’m alive.
Some people have asked me,
Why are you looking like this?
Why are you acting that way?
I could never really answer,
For I don’t know why it is
that I’m alive.
April 20, 2025 at 4:51 PM
#27
Some people have asked me,
Why are you looking like this?
Why are you acting that way?
I could never really answer,
For I don’t know why it is
that I’m alive.
Some people have asked me,
Why are you looking like this?
Why are you acting that way?
I could never really answer,
For I don’t know why it is
that I’m alive.
#26
A poem,
For the drunken sailor,
For the stories given,
For the sins forgotten,
For the things we’ve done,
And the things we hate,
And the time we spent,
Looking back to them,
To a group of tiny people,
Laughing kindly in the mist.
A poem,
For the drunken sailor,
For the stories given,
For the sins forgotten,
For the things we’ve done,
And the things we hate,
And the time we spent,
Looking back to them,
To a group of tiny people,
Laughing kindly in the mist.
April 20, 2025 at 4:50 PM
#26
A poem,
For the drunken sailor,
For the stories given,
For the sins forgotten,
For the things we’ve done,
And the things we hate,
And the time we spent,
Looking back to them,
To a group of tiny people,
Laughing kindly in the mist.
A poem,
For the drunken sailor,
For the stories given,
For the sins forgotten,
For the things we’ve done,
And the things we hate,
And the time we spent,
Looking back to them,
To a group of tiny people,
Laughing kindly in the mist.
#25
No poem,
No poem for the dead.
No poem,
No poem for the dead.
April 16, 2025 at 10:17 PM
#25
No poem,
No poem for the dead.
No poem,
No poem for the dead.
#24
It should be enough to live,
Put a rhyme inside a dream.
It should be enough to live,
Put a rhyme inside a dream.
April 15, 2025 at 10:51 PM
#24
It should be enough to live,
Put a rhyme inside a dream.
It should be enough to live,
Put a rhyme inside a dream.
#23
And the moon rises in a perpetual motion,
As it did before,
As it will do again,
And the ancient clouds
see the world growing darker,
As they once did,
When they knew only rain,
They once saw rock and lava,
They now see your first steps.
And the moon rises in a perpetual motion,
As it did before,
As it will do again,
And the ancient clouds
see the world growing darker,
As they once did,
When they knew only rain,
They once saw rock and lava,
They now see your first steps.
April 14, 2025 at 10:22 PM
#23
And the moon rises in a perpetual motion,
As it did before,
As it will do again,
And the ancient clouds
see the world growing darker,
As they once did,
When they knew only rain,
They once saw rock and lava,
They now see your first steps.
And the moon rises in a perpetual motion,
As it did before,
As it will do again,
And the ancient clouds
see the world growing darker,
As they once did,
When they knew only rain,
They once saw rock and lava,
They now see your first steps.
#22
Wait, Not yet,
Just let yourself be,
Gently, Like a dream,
Try your best, Play and miss,
Mix the roles, See what fits,
And then one day,
You’ll see that you lived.
Wait, Not yet,
Just let yourself be,
Gently, Like a dream,
Try your best, Play and miss,
Mix the roles, See what fits,
And then one day,
You’ll see that you lived.
April 13, 2025 at 9:34 PM
#22
Wait, Not yet,
Just let yourself be,
Gently, Like a dream,
Try your best, Play and miss,
Mix the roles, See what fits,
And then one day,
You’ll see that you lived.
Wait, Not yet,
Just let yourself be,
Gently, Like a dream,
Try your best, Play and miss,
Mix the roles, See what fits,
And then one day,
You’ll see that you lived.
#21
If I was me I would go dancing in the rain,
And when you asked me what I’m doing,
I’d say:
“I’m living! what about you?”
If I was me I would go dancing in the rain,
And when you asked me what I’m doing,
I’d say:
“I’m living! what about you?”
April 12, 2025 at 9:53 PM
#21
If I was me I would go dancing in the rain,
And when you asked me what I’m doing,
I’d say:
“I’m living! what about you?”
If I was me I would go dancing in the rain,
And when you asked me what I’m doing,
I’d say:
“I’m living! what about you?”
#20
Today the night is yellow and blue,
You mean what you act,
What I said was not true,
For I’m really nothing, there’s nothing I do,
What’s worth of a ghost?
Should have tried asking you,
But I come from somewhere,
Where words have no cue.
Today the night is yellow and blue,
You mean what you act,
What I said was not true,
For I’m really nothing, there’s nothing I do,
What’s worth of a ghost?
Should have tried asking you,
But I come from somewhere,
Where words have no cue.
April 12, 2025 at 9:52 PM
#20
Today the night is yellow and blue,
You mean what you act,
What I said was not true,
For I’m really nothing, there’s nothing I do,
What’s worth of a ghost?
Should have tried asking you,
But I come from somewhere,
Where words have no cue.
Today the night is yellow and blue,
You mean what you act,
What I said was not true,
For I’m really nothing, there’s nothing I do,
What’s worth of a ghost?
Should have tried asking you,
But I come from somewhere,
Where words have no cue.
#19
Explode in a thousand pieces,
Under a starless sky,
You don’t deserve to be acknowledged,
That you lived, that you thought,
And that you’ll die.
Explode in a thousand pieces,
Under a starless sky,
You don’t deserve to be acknowledged,
That you lived, that you thought,
And that you’ll die.
April 12, 2025 at 11:42 AM
#19
Explode in a thousand pieces,
Under a starless sky,
You don’t deserve to be acknowledged,
That you lived, that you thought,
And that you’ll die.
Explode in a thousand pieces,
Under a starless sky,
You don’t deserve to be acknowledged,
That you lived, that you thought,
And that you’ll die.
#18
I better forget myself,
Before the world forgets me too.
I better forget myself,
Before the world forgets me too.
April 10, 2025 at 10:55 PM
#18
I better forget myself,
Before the world forgets me too.
I better forget myself,
Before the world forgets me too.
#17
1/2
What else must be given,
What efforts,
What grain,
To gain us the right,
To possess our own selves.
What else must we die for,
What else must we say,
For you to believe us,
We are not made of clay,
1/2
What else must be given,
What efforts,
What grain,
To gain us the right,
To possess our own selves.
What else must we die for,
What else must we say,
For you to believe us,
We are not made of clay,
April 9, 2025 at 9:48 PM
#17
1/2
What else must be given,
What efforts,
What grain,
To gain us the right,
To possess our own selves.
What else must we die for,
What else must we say,
For you to believe us,
We are not made of clay,
1/2
What else must be given,
What efforts,
What grain,
To gain us the right,
To possess our own selves.
What else must we die for,
What else must we say,
For you to believe us,
We are not made of clay,
#16
1/4
If once I met someone eternal as time,
And they told me there is no meaning to life,
That all that you see is no more than a speck,
Of dust that will quickly get lost in the air,
1/4
If once I met someone eternal as time,
And they told me there is no meaning to life,
That all that you see is no more than a speck,
Of dust that will quickly get lost in the air,
April 8, 2025 at 11:00 PM
#16
1/4
If once I met someone eternal as time,
And they told me there is no meaning to life,
That all that you see is no more than a speck,
Of dust that will quickly get lost in the air,
1/4
If once I met someone eternal as time,
And they told me there is no meaning to life,
That all that you see is no more than a speck,
Of dust that will quickly get lost in the air,
#15
Beauty in the breeze,
In the birds, on the trees,
In the little ways we smile,
In the people that come by,
What a beauty amidst the pain,
Yellow houses, dusty rain,
Nothing’s truly lost forever,
When life sings for those who care.
Beauty in the breeze,
In the birds, on the trees,
In the little ways we smile,
In the people that come by,
What a beauty amidst the pain,
Yellow houses, dusty rain,
Nothing’s truly lost forever,
When life sings for those who care.
April 8, 2025 at 10:59 PM
#15
Beauty in the breeze,
In the birds, on the trees,
In the little ways we smile,
In the people that come by,
What a beauty amidst the pain,
Yellow houses, dusty rain,
Nothing’s truly lost forever,
When life sings for those who care.
Beauty in the breeze,
In the birds, on the trees,
In the little ways we smile,
In the people that come by,
What a beauty amidst the pain,
Yellow houses, dusty rain,
Nothing’s truly lost forever,
When life sings for those who care.