I watch you laughing, lit in gold,with faces I will never meet;their stories wrap around you, bold,while mine lies folded, bittersweet. I’ve known far more than I let show—the quiet truths between your lines;half-shaded words you let me know,and all the rest you left behind. It stings, but not in ways that last;I bite my... Continue Reading →
He carried the weight of a love once lost,a heart still tender, counting the cost.The past returned, not for love’s embrace,but for a friend and a familiar face. The Magician called with a clever hand,yet left him empty, adrift on the sand.The Hermit whispered: “Keep your space,your light is found in a quieter place.” Yet... Continue Reading →
And dawn was his, eternal, bright— a boy who rose from endless night. Through myth and shadow, loss and strife, he learned the song that remakes his life.
He walks the quiet corridors of thought,a boy still haunted by a ghost of fire.The rooms are empty, yet filled with planshe once had laid like bricks of desire—a life with him, a home of laughter,a map of tomorrows traced by their hands. He lingers in doorways no one opens,listens for footsteps that will not... Continue Reading →
They said the bridge was burned to ash,yet lingered where the embers flashed;each found excuses, small and thin,to step once more where they had been. A glance became a borrowed flame,a brush of hands, a half-lost name;they dressed it up as passing chance,but left the room with weighted stance. The air between them bent and... Continue Reading →
They drift in the dark like twin-born stars,bound by a thread no distance mars;an orbit drawn in ancient fire,between the pull and the desire. One blazes bright, a restless sun,whose flares can scorch but also stun;the other, cool as silver light,a moon that waxes into night. Each turn they make, the space will bend—a comet’s... Continue Reading →
And when your name drifts through my mind, I’ll send a prayer the world is kind; more kind to you than we could be, when love was tangled between you and me.
i wake to the taste of salt on my lips,not from the sea, but from tears unsipped—wine once rich now puddled in the dirt,days i can’t reclaim, nights i can’t convert. the tide has long fled these weary shores,leaving my chest heavy, the grit in it coarse;love’s harbor lies shattered, its lantern dim,and the sea’s... Continue Reading →
It comes and goes, this leaving you:like tides that kiss then pull away,a rhythm old, yet always new,that shapes the shore but cannot stay. Some days, the sea lies soft and clear,its breath a lull, its gaze at rest;I almost think you’ve disappearedfrom all the harbors in my chest. But moons still rise, and with... Continue Reading →
For months, I kept silent. Not because I wanted to hide, but because I didn’t understand. I didn't have the words to explain why entire afternoons would slip away without memory. Why, sometimes, I would look in the mirror and not recognize myself. Why I would float above conversations, watching myself speak as if I were someone else. Why my world would suddenly feel dreamlike, muffled, distant. And why, despite it all, I kept telling myself: “Maybe I’m just tired.”
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