Sunder9287
@sunder9287.bsky.social
Come now young one to shelter, for the winds have gathered. Dust stirs as a good man stands flogged with in the winds sand. Trust the presence of inner thoughts. God's grace is always near and never forgotten. #Poem
February 15, 2025 at 4:59 AM
Come now young one to shelter, for the winds have gathered. Dust stirs as a good man stands flogged with in the winds sand. Trust the presence of inner thoughts. God's grace is always near and never forgotten. #Poem
Trying to write a poem about the things that make me disappointed is hard to do. I feel like yuck on my skin as I go through the process of surgery for my soul.
February 13, 2025 at 7:45 PM
Trying to write a poem about the things that make me disappointed is hard to do. I feel like yuck on my skin as I go through the process of surgery for my soul.
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#writing #monoku #vss365 #micropoetry #モノク
A ray of sunlight, warming the frost of forgotten dreams, reviving our spirit's ember.
A ray of sunlight, warming the frost of forgotten dreams, reviving our spirit's ember.
February 13, 2025 at 3:25 AM
#writing #monoku #vss365 #micropoetry #モノク
A ray of sunlight, warming the frost of forgotten dreams, reviving our spirit's ember.
A ray of sunlight, warming the frost of forgotten dreams, reviving our spirit's ember.
I once watched a man leave, I wanted to ask where he would be? His silence showed. I begged him to relax to take a breath and let it rest. I watched his fist clench. I gave up on him then, turning the lights off. I can't stand the reflection of my own sin. #Poem
February 8, 2025 at 6:49 PM
I once watched a man leave, I wanted to ask where he would be? His silence showed. I begged him to relax to take a breath and let it rest. I watched his fist clench. I gave up on him then, turning the lights off. I can't stand the reflection of my own sin. #Poem
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#writing #monoku #vss365 #micropoetry #モノク
Ancient language of silence, unfolding inside my tender mind
Ancient language of silence, unfolding inside my tender mind
January 20, 2025 at 3:22 PM
#writing #monoku #vss365 #micropoetry #モノク
Ancient language of silence, unfolding inside my tender mind
Ancient language of silence, unfolding inside my tender mind
I live in Abandon
A place we both know
Give up in solace to something we both know
Not the call of Men but the situation set in place
For a good man knows virtue and not his place.
#Poem
A place we both know
Give up in solace to something we both know
Not the call of Men but the situation set in place
For a good man knows virtue and not his place.
#Poem
January 21, 2025 at 2:48 AM
I live in Abandon
A place we both know
Give up in solace to something we both know
Not the call of Men but the situation set in place
For a good man knows virtue and not his place.
#Poem
A place we both know
Give up in solace to something we both know
Not the call of Men but the situation set in place
For a good man knows virtue and not his place.
#Poem
January 19, 2025 at 11:07 PM
January 17, 2025 at 7:14 PM
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#poetry
upon close inspection
no one escapes this life
with clean hands
unstained by error
unsullied by regret
not even saints
and there’s no halo
hanging ‘round my head
upon close inspection
no one escapes this life
with clean hands
unstained by error
unsullied by regret
not even saints
and there’s no halo
hanging ‘round my head
January 16, 2025 at 2:39 AM
#poetry
upon close inspection
no one escapes this life
with clean hands
unstained by error
unsullied by regret
not even saints
and there’s no halo
hanging ‘round my head
upon close inspection
no one escapes this life
with clean hands
unstained by error
unsullied by regret
not even saints
and there’s no halo
hanging ‘round my head
I want to tell you I love you like a willow weeps, with in that reflection that we seek. Hollowed, shattered be the mirror our forgotten box is always bundled. Give rains to my control I got this just let go. Forgive better to forget I beg the water let me forget the reflection pool I wept. #Poetry
January 17, 2025 at 4:07 AM
I want to tell you I love you like a willow weeps, with in that reflection that we seek. Hollowed, shattered be the mirror our forgotten box is always bundled. Give rains to my control I got this just let go. Forgive better to forget I beg the water let me forget the reflection pool I wept. #Poetry
thought of you today and how we got lost along the way. Move I heard a cry, and you tried yet abandon stayed by side. It's close, your already there. Blinded by yourself made crown of thistles and burrs you bare. Give the shoulder to him that moves. For he is the one who whispered to move. #Poetry
January 17, 2025 at 3:27 AM
thought of you today and how we got lost along the way. Move I heard a cry, and you tried yet abandon stayed by side. It's close, your already there. Blinded by yourself made crown of thistles and burrs you bare. Give the shoulder to him that moves. For he is the one who whispered to move. #Poetry
Calm down, you're not in a compound. You're currently in mass in miss standing looking at a text. Wondering what you had missed, anything that would suggest that whole bottle of meds. Miss steps fall as you crab you kid and throw them in car, telling him Mommy is going to be fine. #Poem
January 16, 2025 at 9:57 PM
Calm down, you're not in a compound. You're currently in mass in miss standing looking at a text. Wondering what you had missed, anything that would suggest that whole bottle of meds. Miss steps fall as you crab you kid and throw them in car, telling him Mommy is going to be fine. #Poem
I'm he who walks impartial, the one with the leverage of guilt. Night's cloak of the candlelight, seeking the man in the daylight. My cup is my hand, my home is my soul. A vessel for love and to be abused for a greater purpose. One I will not know until mid-night. #Poem
January 13, 2025 at 7:20 PM
I'm he who walks impartial, the one with the leverage of guilt. Night's cloak of the candlelight, seeking the man in the daylight. My cup is my hand, my home is my soul. A vessel for love and to be abused for a greater purpose. One I will not know until mid-night. #Poem
Hi guys I don't post a lot, but I have Major Depressive Disorder so I understand what you may be going through. If I can't connect with you, I know some good folks that can in the USA 988,Canada 988,Mexico (55) 5259-8121,UK 166. Were all good my friend let get help. Love you. #depression #Isolation
January 12, 2025 at 10:49 PM
Hi guys I don't post a lot, but I have Major Depressive Disorder so I understand what you may be going through. If I can't connect with you, I know some good folks that can in the USA 988,Canada 988,Mexico (55) 5259-8121,UK 166. Were all good my friend let get help. Love you. #depression #Isolation
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Iron Within, Iron Without!
I loved Warhammer but it wasn't until @grahammcneill.bsky.social 's Storm of Iron that I truly fell in love with this universe and understood, the grimdark. Between fast paced action, the uncertainty of the outcome, and the words at the end that have stuck with me to this day, S.O.I. is a must read.
January 5, 2025 at 6:56 PM
Iron Within, Iron Without!
I draw the boat he draws the captain!
January 11, 2025 at 8:07 PM
I draw the boat he draws the captain!
I love my Iron Warrior army, even if Perturabo is the galaxy's saddest clown.
January 11, 2025 at 6:40 PM
I love my Iron Warrior army, even if Perturabo is the galaxy's saddest clown.
"As is a tale, so is life: not how long it is, but how good it is, is what matters." Seneca from "On the Shortness of Life" I think I'm going to keep this is my maximum for a month.
January 11, 2025 at 5:35 PM
"As is a tale, so is life: not how long it is, but how good it is, is what matters." Seneca from "On the Shortness of Life" I think I'm going to keep this is my maximum for a month.
Hope everyone is doing well today, remember God loves ya and some cat out there does too.
January 10, 2025 at 10:49 PM
Hope everyone is doing well today, remember God loves ya and some cat out there does too.