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.
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
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
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.
When we store memories we store emotions we felt that time
My belly does this weird flip flip whenever he's close
He's like siren
Luring me to a depth that already has me making mistakes
That part of me clinging to the spindly branches of a long dead tree instead of embracing the seeds of a new beginning
Ljubicasti zumbuli u rukama
99 ruža u mislima
[Purple Hyacinth in my hand
99 roses in my mind]
The Archer: branded in the skies
With fading beauty and mind’s rust,
Yet the light is far; the route unwise.
I climb on hope; cracked rungs hold true
But winds whip me into hurt dust—
Shamed! I rise to start my climb anew.
Betwixt twilight, in hypnotic trance
Lapping waters compose sensual dance
Lovelorn sap pines in vain
Downtrodden, return nary ordain
Neon allure gleaming down
Gifting halo upon petal crown
How cruel tis luster on display
Beauty, aware most risqué
Briny tears remain unshed
Tender words gone unsaid
Sunrise blushes skies
Dispelling unrequited ties
Sunkist upon petals smutch
Balm, like healing touch
Bask ‘neath celestial shine
Wispy swells, thou art divine
The shortest poem I know is a name,
Not known by its look,
Or it's fame.
An unexceptional combination of letters,
A cold flame,
Bloody scattered.
The shortest poem I know is a name,
Enough to make happiness,
Writhe in pain.
The shortest poem I know,
Is a stranger i once knew,
Not remembered by his fame,
But his bittersweet name
I see you torturing yourself
living in the past
reliving ancient history
Rehashing memories
to the point that they're
warped unrecognizably
I won't correct you
I refuse to engage ~
where would I begin?
Whatever feelings
I once might have had
are long forgotten
The reality is that
we separated ways
a million years ago
It’s truly sad that regrets
is the burden you chose
over living a fruitful life
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
My arm I extend across to you toward the other end, will you hold my hand?
My heart writes songs for you, are you going to attend?
My eyes speak to you, do you comprehend?
Forgive me, I did not intend...
To my wounds I shall tend.
You were a dream, but I was one who could not apprehend.
The warmth of your words in morning greeting
leave me lost in solaced slumber waiting.
As I awake to thoughts of you sleeping,
I dream of you in comfort abating.
Through pain and sorrow your thoughts cajole me
with tender voice and word filled emotion.
My soul, released, desires you wholly,
yet, how can I expect your devotion?
My yearning for you grows ever deeper,
as your words stroke true, to my sweet longing.
Such kind release from you, lovely sleeper
until you wake and doubt my belonging.
Dreams dreamt of you, my heart's been forsaken,
as now, from my sweet dream I awaken.
09/05/2024
What I want to do is purge you from myself
All of you from all of me
And move into the future, alone
Find a new purpose or
Float aimless without a home
.For eternity
But
If we are tied together in this life
and the next
and the next
and the next
If we were tied together before
In lives past
Through the ancient histories
10,000 times repeated
and repeated
Who am I
To ask you to go on without me?
Who am I
To ask myself to go on without you?
Who am I to ask?
I'm unable to forsake you
Perhaps I can ask myself now
...In this time
Plead with my soul
Persuade my heart to petition my mind
Beg
"Please, forget her."
But you cannot be separated
from the substance of my being.
You are essential.
This time was a failure
It hurts to exist here alone.
It hurts that I cannot be there for you.
It hurts that you don't hold a place for me.
It hurts that you don't see me
recognize me.
The twist of the knife...
Here, in this place, I am an imposter.
The only thing left to do?
Cut this life short
and Wait for you
in the next
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