Poets are liars
Hiding what we mean to say
Between lines you were never meant to read.
Poets are cowards
Twisting painful truths
Behind beautiful words and sly contradiction.
Poets are fools
Who yearn to scream their secrets
And still have them go unseen.
I am a liar, a coward, a fool
I'd write a million and one poems
Before I'd tell you the truth.
I am the moon chasing the sun,
I am the stars hiding in your light.
I am the crack in concrete walls,
I am the love a poet hides from sight.
I am the moon caught in orbit,
I am the night that chases sunset,
I am the bow that Cupid strung,
I am the bell never to be rung.
I am the moon ever secret,
I am the blush spreading unbidden.
I am the question, the regret,
I am the only thing kept hidden.
I am the moon,
and I am sorry.
In the shadows of the night, I dare to dream,
to be your number one, Your love supreme.
However our reality is a different tale,
You hate me, and I’m left with a heart pierced with a nail
In your eyes, I’m just a name,
a person you want to burn in flames.
I’m the ghost that haunts ur space,
the one you wish you could erase.
In the shadows, I’ll forever stay,
loving you silently, day by day.
My heart beats for you, my soul feels the pain,
of loving someone who will never love me the same.
You’re the sun, I’m the moon,
two celestial bodies, forever out of tune.
But still I dream of you, of what could never be,
a love that’s doomed from the start, yet still it’s all I see.
I wish to be ur number one, ur guiding light
but you hate me and I’m left in endless night.
I’ll hold on to the hope, that one day you’ll see,
the love I have for u, and maybe, just maybe, you’ll love me.
wear this tiara of tears, weep veiled stars
O wedded Hina of heart ~
falling in l o v e
again …
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date when my quill cradled this kimo; 6.09.26
They were never mine,
yet somehow, they felt like home.
They became mine in the quiet of my heart,
only to leave me alone.
I broke beneath the weight of longing
for a soul I was never meant to hold.
Yet in every prayer, their presence lingered,
a warmth that slowly turned cold.
They saw me, yet their eyes
held only the silence of goodbye.
So I searched for them in every sign,
in every passing shadow, every sky.
But they faded into a world
where even memories could not reach.
Someone who became mine for a moment,
but was never mine to keep.
And somewhere between their memory
and the silence they left behind,
I forgot where they ended
and where I began.
Looking at my candle in the castle
Wondering the reasons of my hassle
Falling in love with my King in spring
What a foolish thing that stings !
My King, already promised to his queen
Oh, I wish that by you, I’ll be seen
But I’m only a naive yearning jester
I’ll never be gracious and wise like her
The rejection, sadly, is so foreseen
If one day I declare my love for you
Will you know that what I’m telling is true ?
Or will you think it’s another one of my jests ?
Will you be able to digest my loving interest ?
Blowing out my candle
Deciding not to cause an embarrassing scandal
I’ll never tell my love for my dear King
But what we could’ve been will forever be missing
You showed that you will not open for me,
Again!
Maybe, it never was meant to be!
Yet, it hurts,
Because I think
I loved you too much —
Beyond the fact that
You can never love me back!
Goodbye, old friend!
Although I am letting you go,
Please let it be known
I will love you forever!
You were my first and
Safest abode,
And I will always
remember you
As the one
That never was,
What I thought it would be!
Anyways,
one day I might realise
That this is how it was
Meant to be!
Still, I grieve
The idea that it all was —
A dream!
While wading in the water
caught a wet soft-bodied squid
took it home for dinner
but the evening was a damp squib
I don't think ink but due to
an unrequited one-way conversation
neither returned nor reciprocated
on my part quite the aberration
courtship was not to be
for as a voracious marine carnivore
I could not sate her hunger
as had insufficient albacore
therefore not a keeper
what's more a pet one cannot tame
next day all things considered and quite timely
'twas returned to the sea from whence she came
[Disclaimer: No Squid Were Harmed
in the Writing of this Poem®]
I am running forward.
The sunlight is beating down fiercely.
Why, you ask?
Because I have committed the crime of love.
I am holding up an umbrella.
Your tears are falling endlessly like rain.
Why, you ask?
Because I cannot bear to accept your tears.
I am touching the snowflakes.
Your pure, white skin blinds me with its radiance.
Why, you ask?
Because I cannot bear to let go of your dazzling love.
I am touching the fallen leaves.
The endlessly piled leaves reveal your lonely heart.
Why, you ask?
Because I am soothing your loneliness.
You took and took till there was
nothing left to give. I would have given you
the moon and so much more.
I never understood
how you so casually dismissed me.
Was it all owed to you?
I wanted to be your knight in shining armour
but you didn't care to be my princess.
You were the party girl bent on having fun.
You'd been a teenage mom who'd lost her youth
rebelling against society's norms
of all that's good and decent.
I never understood and probably never will.
I wanted for us a life of happiness while
you were more interested in having fun.
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
I long for you,
but you don't feel the same way.
So, I ignore you mentally,
but my heart just can't.
I crave that skin-to-skin connection,
and your lips against mine.
Not a lustful feeling,
but a love so divine.
Do you want that?
or you rather be intertwined between,
my lace, my soul, my heart and my mind?
I was once cold,
but somehow you heat me up.
It's a burning fire inside,
with the desire to love and be loved,
but the extreme fear of losing myself,
and feeling worthless in the process.
We met in glances we never named aloud
Your eyes paused—mine turned that into hope
In borrowed seconds, I stitched quiet forever
You gave that same warmth to passing strangers
I stood there—almost yours, never becoming
Fog filled my eyes; yours never met mine
Who I love, I love,
I didn’t choose to but I just do,
True I thought it to be wrong but love can’t be wrong,
Cause it just feels good and beautiful,
It seems the sun just started smiling again at me,
For all my souls craves is just to be with love,
And it hurts not to be able to hold love but to look at love walk by,
For it’s more than a break in the heart, it’s a quake,
I love who I love, who I love, loves who isn’t I,
I cried but the pain wouldn’t just walk away,
Even though I can sale this feeling, I wish not to,
For it would only lead me back into darkness, sadness and emptiness,
So I own it, it’s love but all I feel is pain.
I started to fold my socks like you.
What for? I don't know,
Some desperate craving to be closer to you
Or the things in your life.
(I folded your laundry once.)
For months after,
I hurt every time I did my laundry,
Nestling one sock over another in a
Simple natural pair.
(Or maybe, you folded mine.)
As I,
Inconceivably,
For some reason,
Continued.
I don't know when I stopped.
But it's funny, now,
Sitting cross-legged on the ground
With one soft cotton sock in each hand,
I can't seem to remember how it went.
It was the Eighties
And among the ladies
You stood out
Hey LT it's not a dodge
Over my heart there was camouflage
Still you stood out
Your bars of silver
Your beauty a killer
That shot my heart down
The band tried, you sang
"Still Loving You" a birth pang
Tomorrow I'm leaving town
Your beauty gave me a command
At attention you made me stand
A salute from Cpl. Wiggle
Love was ever here and far
As I started to play air guitar
It made you giggle
Now the Eighties a forty year aftermath
In Hannover Germany, intersections path
I wonder where you are today
What's sad about this matter
It was just a moment soon to scatter
You never knew your beauty effected me this way
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