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Come back

Come back to the refuge; Lets take a trip inside. No shadow can see you here, the perfect place to hide. Come back to the refuge, the largest space of all. Theres room for all your hopes and dreams, so you can bring them all. Come back to the refuge, there's power you can find; Silence is the kingdom, lost somewhere behind your mind. Come back to the refuge, the great ones wait for you; Through white light to fields of green, and skies the bluest blue; Come back to the refuge, i know its been a while; But times a lie so please dont sigh, just come back with a smile! Come back to the refuge, do you still know the way? Let go of thinking without any effort, and sit like that all day. Come back to the refuge, put down those heavy bags! The present is a gift, it doesnt matter how its wrapped. Come back to the refuge, the journey is alone; but once your near, youl feel me here, because the refuge is my home...
Categories: return, angel, deep, destiny, memory,
Form: Rhyme

Yvette Garcia

When silent time stills
As fix as rend 
Lilting embrace 
In want 
Havana's seventh sorrows
Shantee in brail
Categories: return, absence,
Form: Free verse


Premium MemberWinter's Return

I hear the gale.
Rain on its tail.
Stock up. Put 'taters in the bin.

A raucous wail.
Tree branches fail.
Winter's fury returns again.
Categories: return, weather, winter,
Form: Rhyme

Return of the Bird: Grandpa Dairies

The doctor told us,
“He doesn’t have long left to live”.
He could say that again, 
I already know,
So his voice to me is nothing but howling winds. 
Blowing angrily, 
Trying to devour my hopeful, 
‘Maybe-pointlessly-so’ grin. 

But really these are times we thought we’d grieve.

Sitting at the foot of his bed, 
Just staring like this feeling isn’t really grim. 
Everyone’s smiling, 
But we came here thinking he’s probably dead, 
Everyone’s lying, 
Saying we always believed in him. 
These tears were hiding, 
Couldn’t believe it when we saw, 
Just him in the hospital bed, 
With a smile. 
A pointless,
Hopeful, 
Grin.
Categories: return, angst, anxiety, death,
Form: Free verse

26-8-2025 Rusty Return to Form

I’ve always felt like ‘that boy’, 
The scared little kid, 
Nervous white fingers,
Clutched on his toys. 
All the other kids play together, 
I figured they’d invite me, 
Every kid deserves as much as joy. 
And every time I feel like, 
‘Maybe I’ve grown’, 
Life likes to remind me of humility and death, 
God’s envoys. 

My Mum’s love, 
The prize treasured most by ‘that boy’. 
Could’ve lost my mum, 
The gun takes, 
Leave me no choice. 
Somebody else can choose, 
To take my life, 
And destroy. 
I’m once again reminded, 
On my passing days,
My mum might not hear my parting voice.
Categories: return, abuse, analogy, angst, death,
Form: Free verse


Vanishing Point

I used to be
an enthusiastic lad
an energetic gad
about town
but time and tide
let me down
can't do the things
I used to do
who knew
it would come to this
with aches pains
spasms and strains
I'm running out of steam
it seems or so I've found
soon they'll plant me
in the happy hunting ground
with no midnight oil
or candle ends left to burn
then at last I'll be past
the point of no return
Categories: return, age, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme

Premium MemberThe Return

We went away at seventeen,
Still green about the ears,
Not knowing that in between
The war and later years
We would be haunted to the core,
Damaged in the head.
We did not return from war;
We brought it home instead.

The fight out there was not as loud
As is the fight inside;
It blankets me, just like a shroud;
Life is a wild ride.
We walk the street, the city roam;
Inside, our souls are dead.
From war we never came back home,
but stayed with it instead.

It’s been so long, but still we see
Their faces in our dreams;
The war goes on for you and me,
Or at least, it seems.
But within, we find our strength,
Our weakness, darkness, light,
We’ve fought and won the war at length,
Out of love, or spite.

I write inside my little book
My verses and my lines;
All the things war from me took 
Will come back and be mine.
I hope that you don’t walk alone,
I pray that you still feel.
From war I never came back home,
But from the war I’ll heal.
Categories: return, adventure, hope,
Form: Rhyme

Why the Shadow Departed

Have you ever stood still—
noticing the sudden absence
of what once followed you everywhere?

We think we know the reason.
We stitch guesses into tidy shapes,
as if they could fill the hollow
left behind.
But truth is slippery—
most times,
we can’t hold it at all.

We are meant to lift each other,
not pile stones in the way
of someone else’s climb.

So—
gentleness can outlast anger.
A patient tone
travels farther than a shout.
Carry a lamp in open palms,
not judgment clenched in fists.

This was never a wage to earn—
only a space to offer,
and a gift that cannot be traded.

Perhaps the shadow withdrew
because the burden bent its back,
or because it needed
quiet hands
to piece together what had shattered.

And maybe—just maybe—
it will return,
changed by distance,
tempered by the places it’s walked.

Some still whisper in dim corners,
but the one who stepped away?
They speak now
where the light is full and warm.
Categories: return, inspirational, peace,
Form: Free verse

May I return when nights come

May I return when nights come 
And off the furious outside mind
And lit beams inside of some kinds 
 
They sparkle calmness as seeds  sprout 
And shine as the moonlit torches the soul 
I am sure of these moments of aliveness 
As bright as the crystallized world of unseen

ln a sudden mode, hilarious could flow 
Else, fade off tiredness irrational foes
Many times, I hate to mention this in poems 
As hypocritical as some chinese trouble
Categories: return, appreciation, courage, extended metaphor,
Form: Free verse

The return of the Goddess

"A future dawn will break, where nations transcend borders and unite as one".

"A symphony of harmony will resonate, as every melody blends into a universal song".

"All goddesses will be revered as facets of the Divine, reflecting the radiance of singular, all encompassing spirit".

                                                                  - O. Shinaleima
Categories: return, 2nd grade, birthday,
Form: Free verse

Premium MemberHappy Returns

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Each in their box, we lay
The same inseparable us
Still many of miles away 
Voiceless and out of sight
Out of memories too
From darkness into the light
Our messages passing through
One day we shall return
In full ignorance who we are
Life’s ethereal, it cannot be learned
It’s the light of the extinct star
Though we are dead and gone
The combination we made
Is remembered and will go on
In the most beautiful way 
“Is that you?”, I expect to hear
Oh my darling, please tell me more
Who we were, I have no idea
But I think we have met before.
Categories: return, for her, love, miracle,
Form: Rhyme

Premium MemberReturn Of Love

From the moment that we met
you began pulling my heart away 
Just that text or call from you 
Will easily enlighten my day 

Now I look at your picture 
Your beauty still makes me smile 
My heart and I are attracted to you 
To say otherwise would be denial 

When you tell me of your struggles 
It makes my heart hurts for you 
If I can make your life better 
Please tell me what I need to do 

From making you coffee in the morning 
To the dinner I prepare at night 
And everything that's in between 
The smile you give me is a delight 

We're still getting to know each other 
But I'm wrapped around your finger 
Reminding me of an old emotion 
The remembrance of love does linger 

That four letter word I've sworn 
That I was never going to say 
I removed it from my vocabulary 
But It was returned on this day

This is nothing I want to rush 
But I believe I found happiness 
You being in my life has made
My heart overflow with bliss
Categories: return, crush, cute, cute love,
Form: Rhyme

The Magic You Will Always Return To


The magic you will always return to,
Isn't just the body of your love's quest;
Like the body, your burdened soul once glue.

The fragrance of her smiling face, pursue...
Risk of timing grace you never confessed:
The magic you will always return to,

Is of unseen peering eyes beyond clue,
To free the touching mind posing unrest...
Like the body, your burdened soul once glue.

Awful memories mind never subdue;
Through the worst, best moments wish be confessed-
The magic you will always return to. 

Catching a glimpse of crime, love denied queue,
Trying to cover up pleasure... expressed;
The magic you will always return to,
Like the body, your burdened soul once glue.
Categories: return, addiction, appreciation, art, best
Form: Villanelle

Cryptic Signs

Now, I don’t know why,
he left without a word,
returned from the grave,
only to walk a road I could not follow.

Someone must have held his name closer,
spoken in a language I could not hear.
I watch them exchange unspoken truths,
a passerby in their quiet communion.

And now, I don’t know why,
she left without a word,
came back from the night,
holding a baby’s hands, still and cold.

So, I must let go,
accept the shape of my solitude.
No cryptic signs or fleeting gestures,
only clarity will chart my course.

I throw open the window,
invite the mercy of the wind.
I am a judge in search of justice,
an equivocator craving honest ground.
Categories: return, grief, psychological, solitude,
Form: Free verse

Return to Bourbon

"Return to Bourbon" (The Gritty Underbelly of New Orleans)


 I left my soul in a crawfish boil
 And my transgressions in a taxicab, Where the driver was blind in one eye
 And the meter was stabbed.
 The gutter gurgles like a gospel hymn
 Also, the rain comes down hard, like a drum, But Lord, I’d give up my rent-stained mattress
 Just to feel that voodoo hum.
 The Quarter ain’t what she used to be,
 I, on the other hand, am not— I got a scar where my halo was
 And a suitcase full of lies.
 Mama called it the Devil’s playground,
 I called it home with a grin—
 'Cause even the rats tap dance down Chartres
 When the bottle lets the jazz back in.
 The hotel's wallpaper contained apparitions, And prayers scratched in the stalls.
 They don’t ask where you came from,
 how far down you fall. I sleep next to regret and rust now,
 In a city too clean to trust—
 However, I'd give up this silence for a good howl. in a shotgun residence with damaged ductwork. Yeah, I miss the roaches in the beignets,
 The smell of blood and rain—
 You are not forgiven by the city, But she’ll always know your name.
Categories: return, angst, emotions, lost,
Form: Free verse

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