Man:

Be done pain

Lay down your hammer of fire & fury

Can’t you see? You cannot break us

Look to the heights from which we have fallen

Now behold, the depths from which we have risen

This is the way of man

Again we fall, & again we rise

We are at our best, when at our lowest

We are not afraid of the edge

We walk the edge

Tell us, are you worth the price we pay?

We don’t need your mercy

We need reason to believe in you

….

Pain:

I hear your cry

Now hear mine

You see only what's in your vision, nothing beyond

Joy is but the surface of life

I am the depth

I am the height

Without depth, there can be no direction

Without height, nothing can fly

You need me

Paradise was never an option

Only a fool’s dream, and a wise man's nightmare

A wise man knows

In the fires of pain, the crown of strength is forged

A treasure that makes monarchs of you all

A wise man knows

There is no wisdom in nirvana

Wisdom must be pulled from the dragon’s jaw

A good man fears

A world where there is none to help

Every man should fear

The day that night doesn’t follow

For then, the stars will sing no more

And you will dream of the day darkness returns

Do you see now?

I built these walls

I am meaning

I am beauty

Diamonds await you my friend

But they sit in the darkest caves

Now go, do what you were meant

Rise above me

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Deserve yourself I always found hard to accpet the fact that love is blind. How can it be blind when the first thing you do to seek love is look for it.

You didnt listen for it you dont smell for it you look.

My quest for love has been a failed one many times, i am often told, be yourself

But how can i be myself when i dont like who i am. I put on a mask of someone who i am not but even after this, the challenges were greater then ever before.

Until 1.

1 woman, 1 girl, this person. I saw her and was immediatly engrossed by how much she reminded me of myself. "oh you poor lamb" i thought

Upon thinking these words it hit me as though a star had burst a supernova right before my eyes.

I look for what i deserve and never thought to myself, am i what they deserve?.

Doffing my mask casting it aside and diving straight in i was truly myself for once and the second i took the mask off tears ran down my face.

But these were not tears of joy as it dawned on me. To find what you deserve you must deserve yourself first.

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Tomorrow I will ski, Tomorrow I will heal my psyche

Tomorrow I will bake brownies, Tomorrow I will overcome disabilities

Tomorrow I will go for a swim, Tomorrow I will stop sitting in the interim

Tomorrow I will chew some gum, Tomorrow I will decide to overcome

Today I will rest, Today I will do my best

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while sauntering through ancient corridors

scented like stale coriander

our synapses started smoking

our deliriums

our aspirations

showering from the gray ether

began to melt

with no expectations for acquiring wisdom

we abandoned all of our remnants

along with our unpreserved heirlooms

our optics deliberately dumped into another grainy universe

skimming and dismissing compilations of new age rags

which we recomposed and subscribed

into blanket conversation clouds

swimming in artificial sunshine digits

while liturgies turn into lethargy

and pheromones turn into phantoms.

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Queen of fruits and her little friends

Blueberries exist just to see her shades of sour and sweet

Peaches for the softness her touch holds in golden ratios

Pomegranate seeds packing punches of discovery and wonder

Queen of fruits and her little friends playing

Tangerines to explore distant lands in its after taste

Strawberries to remind the world of her delicate touch to everything

Sweet cantaloupes and melons to refresh and cool her mind

Queen of fruits and her little friends together

Mangoes for a love she shares with the earth and it’s roots

Golden kiwis for the sun she slices with every smile

And Cotton Candy Grapes

Just for us

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I complained the day the voices wouldn't answer me back Now I'm drowning in their memories- he said, "I love you, don't ever fucking question that."

All basing "baseline" on what YOU do or don't do Like it makes any difference as in you've ever told the truth

You try to ruin my life Burrow so deep inside Can't see the flash your knife Hold my throat from behind "Hey little girl, do you wanna fucking die tonight?!?" "No Daddy- I'm sorry!" She pleads for.... what?her life? She hits the wall

...now he's screaming, so loud It's all she can hear, she's crying Feeling his darkness leak out

His demons cum to feast on her tears She fails to wish them away... Remembering better days

...shit, he's yelling so loud It's all she can hear Her body's hitting the ground

*Where did I go?" Shes wiping her tears Her head hurts... She looks up He's become her worst fucking fear She screams as he grabs her, he screams back "LITTLE GIRL, NOBODY FUCKING CARES HERE."

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im trying to
make this work
and you are
still fighting me
like im your 
worst enemy 

you practice 
your jabs 
on my torn
emotional bag
so after the bout
bells ring leaving doubt 

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Photographs rubbed hazier, grease-stained and salty.

Salty, the peanuts over farmed in Syria.

Salt grains who expired on a highway in Kentucky now dance.

Now dance your shoeshined tongue on peglegs.

Leek soup once warmed you, imbued it in your intercostal

Muscles when you played the ornate chess board

they don’t make anymore. You crawl away.

You crawl into your hive of photographs. You crawl

To the air-tight embrace of your mother, six-years

Deceased. You crawl like the pack mule

On the steppes of Central Asia, chasing nomads,

Clutching to the fractured tent poles with abscessed hooves.

Salty, your tears when the pieces splinter.

Tanging you like cross tattoos you bought atop Golgotha.

Like anchors, they dredge you across the salty Atlantic.

You, the passenger affixed by rope and

Keel-hauled, by decade old barnacles, your tanned skin peeling

From Guam to Saint freaking Louis

Where your mother cooked the soup you once loved

Simmering… simmering and sweet, never salty.

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I know a wise alien traveling through space

An alien that long ago had a humans face

How did this human evolve?

Or was he really ever human at all?

I met this alien once

Claimed to know my name

My heart felt warm, like a loving flame

Said he was me from the future

But we are not the same

I asked how can you be me from the future

But we are not the same?

Do we have different DNA?

A different brain?

How can you, be me and still make this claim?

One day you will understand

Life is never ending

Like a gambler hitting the jackpot

But keeps on spending

Like a bottle of alcohol to an alcoholic

Who keeps on drinking

Like someone with intrusive thoughts

Who can't stop thinking

Life is a beautiful bitch

A wonderful struggle

However you want to call it

It's being rich one day

And the next having an empty wallet

I felt overwhelmed, this didn't sound good

His voice turned into a beautiful song

And said it's better than it sounds

It's like Someone suffering waiting for paradise

This life is never ending but I'll give my advice

He says stop expecting peace and perfection

When you are simply not perfect

Yes you will be here forever, reborn, a resurrection.

And you will one day become me

But this isn't a life of happiness

And it isn't a life of peace

This earth is a prison, I'm giving you my key

It is also not a life of pain

It is not a life of loss

It's both and everyday is like

Multiple coins tossed

Whether it is heads or tails,

Success or fail

Keep those coins and collect them

If they are painful learn from them,

don't reject them

That's where your wealth is made

A wealth that will never fade

You will gain knowledge and wisdom

Mysteries will be revealed

To be sanctified in the truth

Is for all who will listen

Pain is inevitable

But all will be healed

Joy is forever

But not with all loved ones In a heavenly field

No, it is empty and full of space,

Stars, planets, and galaxies,

There is a reason humanity does not see us

With a telescope

When looking up at night

The population here is few

But always remember not to worry

Because I am you.

This means one day you will be here

And I will be higher

, to give you more truth

Than you could ever desire.

Even though life is full of suffering and pain

The sunshine always comes after the rain

You will be healed, and you have been sealed

Welcome to the knowledge of the truth

You have been accepted

You are eternal,

This is for anyone who will accept it

Even if you feel hated, you are loved

By the most loving intelligent one

Who is the highest one and comes from above.

This alien that I met, I will never forget

He is engraved in my memory

He reassured me not to worry because

I am not, and never will be his enemy.

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Poem

There are good souls who light your way,

But some, like fog, cause hope to stray,

Through mist, the truest hearts will gleam,

A guiding glow, A steady beam.

(It means that There are many good people in our lives But some other people are like mists and fog and they hide the good people and keep them out of our vision)

- Aveng

21st December, 2024

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I Need Drugs. 

I can’t help it, 

If you gave me a hug, would that hurt it? 

I need some love, like a child needs hugs. 

I need some love, like I need drugs. 

Please love me, I need your touch. 

Dear drugs, I’ve missed you so much. 

Dear drugs, grant me that silent hush. 

Grant me the idea of peace. 

Grant me a deed for lease. 

Grant me the idea of peace. 

Even if it’s dead on a leash, 

Grant me the idea of peace. 

Away from my life, my worries, my strifes. 

Away from the cares of an adolescent’s old life. 

Grant me the idea of peace.

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A lone wolf no more, Trading silence for laughter, Howling for joy, Exploring another mind outside my own. Naturally alone, yet now I’ve found new roads to roam.

At times pessimistic, rarely a mystic, A vicious sharp blade, A hyper-violent beast to some; When locked eyes with me, they used to run.

Unaware my heart beats too, Desires I can no longer control. Denying my rights, Primal urges burn in my soul.

Bloody and mangled, Dark paths became my friends. I’d given up on my wishes, Allowing solitude back in.

Until one fateful night, The moon granted my wish. She lifted my battered body From my dark nights bottomless pit.

A lone wolf no more, I now give my love naturally, Trading echoing howls For the laughter of family.

Born naturally alone, but now I’ve found my own. A lone wolf no more, for I’ve finally grown.

Dangerously me, aggressively free, Trading in nothing; the sacrifice was free.

Now the moon smiles with me, We mourn no more, Naturally connected, With new lands to explore.

—Robert Marshall C.Ht(The Resurrection Of Romance,2025)

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We met in the summer, two hearts alone,
Unknowing of the love for eachother we would hone.
We went on dates, kissed and hugged,
in our own world, deeply unplugged.

On trips we went and made memories to last,
each moment together better than the past.
Our hearts intertwined, inseparable at best,
made for each other, passing every test.

But as months went by you grew distant and cold,
still giving glimmers of hope, keeping this heart in a chokehold.
You canceled plans, made me feel alone,
Threw away the one you once had as your own.

I told you I was ready to give you my heart,
But then you had gone, fled and flew,
So now I stand here a lonely man,
A man with a heart made for two.

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thoughts crowd

thoughts gather

thoughts converse loosely in my mind

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I want to write

But nothing comes

The thoughts are there

They never show

The page stays blank

A single drop,

A little: plop.

One lone tear

I want to write

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My heart is at a feast tonight,

All these lambs ready to be sacrificed,

It loves these games,

Revels in those desperate and ugly cries,

Tarnished the ones who ever loved it,

Crushed their hearts with a sinister smile,

But it asks for your heart, perhaps not for it's appetite,

Would you become my next sacrifice?

No I mean, Would you be the last trial to my paradise?

But oh, this urge to be a lamb in disguise,

Because thats where you'd ever feel as something worthwhile,

As if you really are alive,

So will you be my paradise?

Then my heart shall have a feast tonight.

OP's Note-

I wrote this on August 1st, 2024, the day my ex(We broke up on December 24th, 2023) was used by another guy and she told me about how tertibke she felt in an excruciating detail which made me feel nauseous to even know yet she was inclined to see him again, to talk it out as if that friend of hers didnt just force her into things, maybe he didnt, but I just couldnt go away...i loge her too much for that...i still do....but I have cut contacts with her because I dont want her to cling onto me as if she is my child but move on completely and find the love she needs...the loce she deserves and certainly no matter how much i love her...it would never be enough...perhaps someone else will make her smile the way i couldnt...isnt that all that matters lol? Oh to see your love smile is such a bliss...it hurts to know that it isnt you but atleast it is someone...

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I am feeling a certain way

like my heart is on fire

These flames glow bright

and they will grow brighter

But you are to far for me to admire

Even though

we are No longer close

I will love you more than most

So I'm making this poem

as a toast

To me having love for a ghost

You are far away, on another planet

In another galaxy, very far away

I look up to the sky, knowing our

relationship just couldn't thrive

And even though I know you'll survive

It's the memory of a haunting ghost that

somehow keeps me alive

I love you from afar

Even though you are a ghost

my love for you will never die

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This weight holds me down. I suffocate. It'll soon release. I can't wait. The thoughts burn like and endless wick. My fingers would stick. Unable to wrap around this growing flame. Everytime it's the same. I see myself, shedding the warmth. Watching this needless despise form. I think to myself, just go away, I don't want you here. Please just disappear. I forget what I should know, my peers yell at me. What are you doing? Get your shit straight. I'm too late. I'll never get it right. I thought I could handle it, but it handled me.

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Authors note

I tend to write about my mental health. I haven't actually sat down to write in a couple years. This is one of the first I wrote while in my head. Usually listening to Yiruma tbh.

The voice screams from the beyond.

A song, with its decrepit fingers gently playing.

And the voice of a demon gently wailing.

Fate, one great, the other is a whispering of

 madness. 

 This song- the screams of a rudimentary ode-
        
     stringing me along. 
    
    So, before long, the dark creature wept.
    
        And all was left until I eternally slept. 

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you’re a sculpture 
molded by nature
a pure work of art
I feel like a bustling bull
charging towards your glassed heart 
pushing past my blinded rage
reckless in your immature ways
only foreshadows our shattered days

I

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you drained the life from my body
and filled it with cement
do you know how hard it is to walk
to breathe
to eat
when there’s no room for anything
but the heavy, the cold
just let me get where i’m going
and throw me in the lake
i know you always enjoyed to watch me sink,
so watch me sink

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A woman grasps her mother’s hand.
The car is packed, with bedding, and photos and a lifetime.

She’s leaving, 4 years away.
Tights hugs and tear streaks.
Glances at a house marred by childhoods whims.

Watery eyes catch a glimpse of silver.
There’s a ghost in the yard.

A little girl, with frizzy hair and crooked teeth.

She’d stopped on her way up the drive, searching for toads. Not frogs, toads.
They’re different,
she’ll tell you all about it.

She finds one, runs through the door, dropping a backpack half her size and yelling for her mother.

She leaves a path lined with tears smiles and fights with her sister.
Through the kitchen, around the dog bed and onto the living room couch.

She grasps her mother’s hand, pulls her outside. They stand side by side, hands joined, staring at the toad in the grass.

They go inside,
her mother offers her juice,
They shut the door.

The woman’s hand slips from her mother’s.
Her mom offers her a smile.
She shuts the car door.

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I just want you in my bed

And not in my head

Not in my dreams

Or on opposite screens

I want you here

I want you near

I want to feel your skin on mine

Fingers together intertwined

The heat of your kiss

Is what I truly miss

And the sweat of your body

I never want it off of me

I'm missing the passion

My heart is aching and ashen

I'm longing for you

I'm needing for you

Without you the days drag on

Like a bird with a sad song

Tell me my darling, am I lost?

Is this a line I shouldnt cross?

Me craving you till exhaustion

I just don't know any other option

For now I'll suffer on

Till tomorrow's coming dawn

I will paint my doorway black

Till you hither on back

Right To me

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gods roamed the earth in the spring

with semen and seeds.

driven by instinct and desire;

men ran, women hurried

looking to breed living heirs

to fill in the black hole

of life before

the golden glow

turns into burning hollow.

In the hollow season,

the warmth of love and lust

turns into hell.

birthing the sun,

makes the gods insides ignite.

the infant with the inflated belly,

reddened and irritated,

left before we could raise it;

the sun disappeared from the skies.

Then came my favourite season;

The children dance

To the vibrant sound of death.

Their tiny hands blistered

by the cold.

Their tiny bellies touching

The ribcage.

I've seen gods weep

Their creations.

In the motionless season,

Infertile gods happily subjugate

To the stillness of winter.

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If before taking the pills,

one last time,

you decide to check your phone;

I hope you get my notification;

I hope from the depths of my soul

that you manage to read this poem.

It doesn't matter if you half-read it.

Nor if,

in your inner self

you omit some words...

The important thing is that you read it.

That you read it and know

that I still think of you,

that even if you die I will continue to do so.

I will still love you.

I will still worship you.

I know that.

I have no doubt about it.

However, I also know

that I want you alive.

That I would give everything

to keep your heart beating.

Even If only for a few more hours.

Even if it's just for one measly moment.

Unfortunately,

I also know that nothing in this world

is perfect.

I know that life is hard:

a bitch ready to spit in our faces,

everywhere,

at all times.

I know well that the darkness is tempting:

Infinite peace and tranquility

in exchange for a couple of pills.

For one last breath.

I know well that you have tried before;

and like everything else in your life,

you have always failed.

Death has laughed at you

like everyone else has before.

Because, according to you, you are:

“Useless”

“A disaster”

“Good-for-nothing”

“A bundle of nerves”

In your mind,

you trash everything you touch.

In your soul,

you're beyond repair.

For me,

on the other hand,

you are much more

than your defects.

In my opinion you are:

Funny.

Dedicated.

Educated.

Well endowed.

In pain, very doped.

In my mind,

you are an angel,

though your wings constantly bleed.

You are an angel,

though I know well that,

sooner or later,

like Lucifer,

you will fall banished from heaven.

Slave of your beauty.

Victim of your ego.

You will fall and fall;

and in your fall,

I will condemn myself again.

To false hopes.

To passing romances.

To hope that,

on your deathbed,

as stupid as it sounds,

you pick up your phone.

Check your notifications.

As life leaves your body,

send me an emoji;

text me that

everything will be alright.

That soon we will kiss again.

Author's note: I wrote this poem during a very miserable period of my life, and I think it shows. I'd like to say I'm better now, but that would be a blatant lie, and I've already lied enough this year.

Lately, I've been terrible. Really terrible. It feels like my whole life is falling apart… And all I have left is my art. An art that hardly anyone cares about but that, in the end, is mine.

Of all the poems I've written, and I've written a lot, this is my favorite. I hope the 2 or 3 people who read it enjoy it. In general, I hope you all enjoy life, for those of us who can't.

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It was just you and me.

Arms wrapped around each other,

exchanging steam and passion

through every moment of euphoria.

Foggy nights,

mind cloudy from heat

relinquished itself from my body.

This was simply pleasure.

It was only your voice,

softly slips its way into my ears

In a room devoid of light,

passion

hope for something more.

Your hot breath

brought warmth to my cold body,

it longs for a spark.

This was not love,

it was simply sex.

There is no coherence in your moans

no connection when you ask for compensation returns for labor

refunded.

Revoked.

Rejected.

My love

simply didn't cover the cost.

You don't take that kind of payment.

You chipped a piece off of me.

Our love.

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I lie drowning in the droplets

Splattered drinks take lachrymiform

The most human form to form

violence chaos rage defiance

Dictate the distinction

Violence in fear to violence in anger

shaking darting running cornered

begging pleading

stop

get away

Why do you hunt me

Why do you hold me like prey

I felt so free,

While your hands closed around my throat

Casting conspicuous shadows I dismissed

But it did not hurt

I was not afraid

You did not mean it in that way

You are sorry

I am sorry

I am so fucking sorry for letting you do this to me

With each tear, each move, each crack, each break

Droplets of my humanity fall to my feet

I want to give you all that I tend to take

This is a messy sob poem, a spin on a previous one I wrote. I would love constructive criticism! I also wanted criticism on my structure, but couldn’t figure out how to create stanzas without it messing up the lines, any technical help is also appreciated:) links to comments -

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I am not owed,

I am not worth your grace, so for it I am grateful. I am not owed.

I am not owed an agreement, such is the beauty of Man. I am not owed

A validation of my existence, not a coining or thought, because you are not owed,

You are not owed a justice to change me, you are not owed any righteous feeling, and

Surely, that is alright.

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A feathered silence 
(Silence, what silence?) 
Caught by the cup of your shoulder 
and poured through the perforations 
in my cradled hands, 
At last finding rest under the couch 
where we can find it some other time. 

A rhyme and a ripe Bartlett fruit 
hardly remind me; 
But something in their 
lofty sweetness  
does—it's hard to deny. 

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damn the purgatory of
your jowls
and Oh how they
fold and flap
in the most rip-
pulous ways     an
‘of’ gets
               caught (and dies)
no more than
a ‘wide-buckled belt’
no           she knew it
was supposed to be
someone else       but
nowwhere
her smoothness dulls of
you
and lightness takes up
too       much         space

(I wish for
more
than now)

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does anyone know how to get reddit to stop messing up my formatting. I am trying to do some weird spacing in the lines and it doesn't seem to ever work out the way I want it when I actually post. If anyone can help, that would be much appreciated! Edit: figured it out!! ( )
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