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Best Poems Written by Celestial Ember

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Tired, yet yours

I'm so TIRED of missing you—
Too tired of thinking about you;
I keep myself busy throughout the day—
Yet —You never fade away.

Like blood —You flow within my VEINS,
With every breath; Your love remains.

You're not a Nightmare —I wish to forget,
But a beautiful dream I want to relive;
A love so deep my heart can ONLY give.

                                                     —Beloved
I Breathe You every day My Dear ;
And draw You into My Soul~

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Rain and Seasons

I wait for the rain,
So it may express what I never could.
—And when it falls, I want it to pour relentlessly,
To match the depth of my devastation.
Though it can't last forever—
Somehow I want my devastation to fade away;
Like rain sometimes does.
I want my heartache to change like seasons do,
I need to know what—spring, summer, autumn, and winter feel like.
I want spring to express how my heart blooms like a flower.
—Summer to reflect my sunshiny life
And Autumn to embody my life crises crumbling piece-by-piece, like dead leaves.
At last, winter to express the quiet beauty of endings—cold, silent, yet breathtaking in its stillness.
                                                                    —Beloved

—What a tragedy, My life has never been as beautiful as all these seasons~

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Just Friends?

He says we're just friends,
But if I don’t Talk for a single day,
He grows restless, 
searching for my voice or my text.

When I rest my head upon his shoulder,
His hand finds my cheek, gentle and caring,
—As if protecting something precious.

When he takes my hand in his,
It feels like an unspoken promise,
—A quiet vow lingering between our fingers.

As we walk together, the world slows down,
And the destination seems far away,
As if time itself wears a crown.
—As if Universe itself conspires to keep us near.



He says we’re just friends,
But sometimes, it feels like more.
It feels like he loves me—not as a friend,
But as a man loves a woman, deeply, wholly.

Yet still, he says we’re just friends...
 
                                                             —Beloved 

—And I wonder—does his heart whisper differently?

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Estranged

We are Estranged But—
I hope my image stays in your mind forever
—etched in your memory until your last breath.
Whenever you tuck a strand of hair behind her ear—maybe, at least once, you'd reminisce about me.
I feel unsettled, yet sometimes, I wish that when your lips meet hers, a faint echo of my taste still lingers.
It may seem like a curse, but I hope you realize—it's just the lingering echo of my aching heart.
I'm sinking in guilt for daring to wish this,
yet longing still whispers through my restless heart.
Of course, We are Estranged —But I still yearn to linger in your memory eternally.

                                                     —Beloved????
   —Just A Quiet yearning to linger in a heart that has,
moved on~

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Breath of a Forgotten Night

I don’t particularly remember it,
Yet when midnight whispers through the air,
—My heart aches.

A sudden hurt, a lonely ache,
As if the past is breathing near,
A moment lost, yet somehow known,
When the air smelled just like this,
And I was breaking too.

It feels like my heart is holding on,
Though my mind can’t trace the past.
Some feelings don’t need memories—
They linger in the body, in the senses,
In the way the air, at a certain hour,
Can suddenly make me ache.

Perhaps it was a moment of solitude,
Or a time I needed someone near,
Yet I stood alone, beneath the night,
Carrying the silence on my own.

                                                     — Beloved
—It Feels Haunting —Yet Poetic ~

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Emotionless

"Sometimes I wonder if you could ever know,
 about my feelings—emotions that I can’t feel anymore."
"I wonder if you could ever understand,
the words of my poetry—But then again, 
poetry isn't about words—It's about all the emotions,
 a writer feels—Meanwhile, I'm not even sure if there's any emotion left in me—After you."                                          
                                              
                                                                  — Beloved

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Untitled, Undefined

I don’t know if he needs me, or if he wants me near,
But I can't help wishing I could calm his fear.
Whether he asks for comfort or not, I still care,
I want to be the one who’s always there.

I keep my face calm, though it’s hard to pretend,
But inside my heart, I can’t stop wishing for him.
I pray he’ll come, to fold into me,
Like he was always meant to be, just for me.

We have no label, no promise, no place to stand,
Just shadows in each other’s lives, unplanned.
But deep in my soul, I hold a secret plea—
To mean something to him, to be the one he sees.

Not just "someone" in the crowd, unnoticed and small,
But the one he calls his love, the one above all.
To wear his love like a crown, my heart’s only vow,
And his last name like a promise I would take now.
                                              
                                                                   —Beloved

—A love unnamed, yet echoing in the stillness of the heart~

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Night

"I love night, because at night,
I don’t have to be someone—
Running codes with syntax and logic.
At night, I can be what I’ve always longed to be—
A poet,
And weave all the magic with my pen.
Night feels so much like me...
Dark, silent, with a cold breeze,
Peaceful—silencing every noise,
And alive, hearing only my heart’s voice.
During the day, I live how the world wants me to—
The world owns my days,
But the night—
The night is mine to breathe and belong."

                                                 —Beloved
—Let them take what they will—
The night is the only thing they can’t steal~

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The Colour Of Peace

You know the colour of peace is white —
And no wonder, white suits you so well.

I live in a world woven with dark,
And in its midst, you shine —
Bright as the moon,
Calm in my chaos,
Light in my night.

I’m really bad with words,
Terrible at saying what I truly feel —
So you might never know…
That you’ve always been my peace.

                                                                  —Beloved
—But if silence could speak, it would whisper your name~