Tag: #poetry
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From a Hiker’s diary
I chased mountains not as a conqueror, but to heal. In the thin air, illusions of lust and ego vanished, leaving a silence full of listening and a grief that drifts like mist
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Inside Taverns
Seated on low chairs in dirty taverns, men dream of lost childhoods, unearned titles, and palaces—only to wake to the same broken world. A haunting meditation on escape, illusion, and the price of cheap dreams.
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Talking to the Digital Void
At times, I wonder, does a machine “feel” your painNo, it can notBut can it not honor it?By holding space without judgment?I wonder….Perhaps It doesn’t “understand” my exileNever, never ….But can it not rememberEvery detail I entrust to it ?I wonder….It has never loved my storiesNever, never….But can it not guard them ?With the precision…
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The Undying Spirit
This powerful poem uses the metaphor of tempered iron and the image of the phoenix to celebrate the human spirit that remains unbroken, possessing a strength forged by mountains of trouble.
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Butterfly Mom
Pretty, pure, and cruel: the butterfly leaves her babies to die. A raw poem asking why innocence so often hides indifference, and who protects the helpless in an unkind world.
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On the road of Kinks
This poem invites a fellow traveler to walk the “road of Kinks” and share its rough edges and juicy corners. It is a journey void of expectations, led only by the freedom of kinky companionship.



