zenith: Poems

51 · Jul 14

What if?

zenith Jul 14

What if?

What if it works out?
What if I prove myself wrong?,
and the promises i made with you
end up being the ones that last forever?
What if this path isn’t a wander, but a return?
What if there is other side to the coin
held the truth I never got?
What if I return, only to find I don’t belong?
What if the promises i made
were only there to make me feel lost?
What if these “What if’s” I carry
are the one’s I finally leave behind?
-19/04/2025

38 · Jul 15

The Narrator

zenith Jul 15

The Narrator

And then, something happened. I let go. Lost in oblivion. Dark and silent and complete. I found freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.
- Fight Club

Why do you think I blew up your condo? - Tyler

37 · Jul 14

In the Silence of Space

zenith Jul 14

In the Silence of Space

we meet in the near future,
just like the good old days
sharing every little thing that still matters
like galaxies drawn to each other in the dark
I miss you like Pluto misses being called a planet
a little left out, but still orbiting, still here
for that one quiet moment
we get to do it all again, the way we were,
but this time, with everything we’ve learned
with all the hope I never stopped carrying
...
But not all stars collide again
Some just pass, pretending they never remembered

rewritten for the version of me that stayed

30 · Jul 15

-Sea, shore and shells

zenith Jul 15

-Sea, shore and shells

The beauty of creation can be seen in the beauty of Sea, they say. But looking at the dark depths is a reflection of how I feel, I would say. Being the shore, letting people and pain wash over me as waves, knowing all along they’ll eventually slide away. There is beauty in loss, just as there is beauty in love. Filled with the pain of left out only to welcome another wave just to feel the same way again. Maybe being the shore is to never experience the complete love of waves. The shells, those temporary shells, those delicate little forevers, stay with me for a while. Maybe being the shore taking in these delicate shells hoping they might stay, only to feel the quiet hurt of watching them slide back into the sea called memories. Waves retreat, shells slide away, Maybe being the shore is taking in every little wave and fragile shell only to remind myself that nothing could ever fill the void within, nothing ever stays.
-9/07/2025

30 · Jul 14

Untitled

zenith Jul 14

Untitled

You will never know how hearing those words,

Crushed me

26 · Jul 14

I’d

zenith Jul 14

I’d

I’d be with you, It’d be you,
standing under a dim streetlamp
fallen stars turned into streetlamps, still aching to shine
yeah they look like stars to me,
deep soft wind tugging at your hair
phones in our pockets, buzzing with nothing
I’d pity myself… if the delusion hadn’t felt like hope
me standing under a dim streetlamp alone
watching the fallen stars all alone
I’d heal, I’d fade
"Dreaming of You", quietly replayed
-8/11/2024

13 · Jul 20

Untitled

zenith Jul 20

Untitled

If you keep giving to every wave,
what’s left of you that you can save?

0 · Jul 20

Chapter

zenith Jul 20

Chapter

-Chapter (turned eulogy)
This new chapter we started together,
A chapter that never truly ends
A chapter etched with silent battles
A chapter that dances between light and shadow
And a chapter built on patience, bound by promises
Chapters may fade with time, but not this one. Not ours
A chapter where each day carved a memory
A chapter in our little lives sealed with love
A chapter that holds our art within, imperfect yet beautiful
A chapter we’ll carry beneath our final silence
“The chapter“ that closes our book of life together.
-20/06/25

The words stayed :)

— The End —