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Nosy Jul 8
She never comments.
Never signs her name on my board.
She just sits quietly in my silence,
gathering something that once gathered me.

Now I find myself
hanging in her gallery of words—
a whisper, reposted,
a breeze tucked between stanzas.

Each hush she curates
feels like a fragment of heartbreak,
a delicate recollection
made sacred in its echo.
A quick poem in ode to the one reposting my art.
star Jun 22
thank you 6.21.25 (8:42 pm / 20:42)
i think i made someone's day happier today

i don't think you have any idea how wonderful that is
the feeling that instead of ruining something like i always do
i made it better
you'll never know how happy that made me
to realize i could help someone else be happy too

she said i was a star
the kind that comes out from behind clouds
on a too-dark night

i have never been told anything more beautiful

all the stars are on your side, liana
thank you
liana <33
Little Bear May 18
i have seen you
i have spoken to you...
with you..
in different times
in different lives

the same moon
the same sun
we touched our hearts
and our minds
everso gently
in friendship
and the will to do
what was right

in truth we conversed
about truth

we trusted eachother
not truly knowing
one another

but certainly understanding
our shared understanding

a common sense of right
and wrong
you were there for me

and you saved me
from suffocating
in a toxic pool
of deception

i see you still
in different guises
different names
different from before
but still the same

and i wish this world...

this world right here...

would know that
today i breathe
because you held my head
above the water

and didn't let me drown
if I have learnt anything from being here, it's that some are not who or what they appear to be.  And others are the only reason i come back and write anything at all..  **
How lucky am I to have a warm bed to rest in every night as the seasons change.

How lucky am I to have the holidays to clean and prepare for.

How lucky am I to feel the weather as it is changing.

How lucky am I to be swept up in a busy schedule.

How lucky am I to have so much to look forward to.

How lucky am I to have people to share these moments with.

How lucky am I to be nervous.

How lucky am I to be sad.

How lucky am I to find myself in new situations.

How lucky am I to have far places to go.

How lucky am I to face challenges I can grow from.

How lucky am I to have a body that supports me.

How lucky am I to live when it is easy and it is hard.

How lucky am I to exist.
Be grateful for what you have, because even the most simple commodity would be the greatest gift for the next person.
Joss Lennox Apr 10
there's progress in the small steps
there's learning in the calm
and I'm just grateful to be here
learning from you all
❤️
You all inspire me so much with how well and thought out your writing is, thank you!
The words

on a paper

and letters

on a screen

hidden in the corners

and out of sight

so it was all left unseen




Countless days

and countless nights

heart and soul

it brought them joy

to see their creation

if only

they could show

the world




A spark

of hope

because now

a light shined down

to reveal

their song
A thank you letter after I got the Daily Deviation for Starry Sky (front paged)
Creepypastafairy Dec 2024
Thank you Santa for the handpan
I did not know
That it was there
Under the tree waiting for me
Thank you Santa for the handpan
It was very shocking to see
And surprising to
I want know what else you have
Instore for me
On this Christmas Day coming up
:)
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