Be careful with me—
𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦,
and you look so sweet…
#HaikuFeels - Devour
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry
#Poem #ThrowbackPoem
𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦,
and you look so sweet…
#HaikuFeels - Devour
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry
#Poem #ThrowbackPoem
September 10, 2025 at 5:17 PM
Be careful with me—
𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦,
and you look so sweet…
#HaikuFeels - Devour
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry
#Poem #ThrowbackPoem
𝘐 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦,
and you look so sweet…
#HaikuFeels - Devour
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry
#Poem #ThrowbackPoem
Sand piper picking,
through Atlantic salt-washed sand—
treasure in the silt.
#DailyHaikuPrompt - Sand piper
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem #SkyPoet
through Atlantic salt-washed sand—
treasure in the silt.
#DailyHaikuPrompt - Sand piper
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem #SkyPoet
August 12, 2025 at 10:01 PM
Sand piper picking,
through Atlantic salt-washed sand—
treasure in the silt.
#DailyHaikuPrompt - Sand piper
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem #SkyPoet
through Atlantic salt-washed sand—
treasure in the silt.
#DailyHaikuPrompt - Sand piper
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem #SkyPoet
We are both
equal parts
creature of myth
and
tragic cliché.
And I
don’t care.
I love. I love.
I love.
#Whistpr - Myth
#Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem
equal parts
creature of myth
and
tragic cliché.
And I
don’t care.
I love. I love.
I love.
#Whistpr - Myth
#Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem
September 16, 2025 at 9:56 PM
We are both
equal parts
creature of myth
and
tragic cliché.
And I
don’t care.
I love. I love.
I love.
#Whistpr - Myth
#Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem
equal parts
creature of myth
and
tragic cliché.
And I
don’t care.
I love. I love.
I love.
#Whistpr - Myth
#Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem
I pull at my strings.
I unravel without you—
in knots on the floor.
#WordedART - Without
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem
I unravel without you—
in knots on the floor.
#WordedART - Without
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem
July 26, 2025 at 11:07 AM
I pull at my strings.
I unravel without you—
in knots on the floor.
#WordedART - Without
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem
I unravel without you—
in knots on the floor.
#WordedART - Without
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem
I am the brackish tumbling
that tickled your shores—
welcome,
witnessed,
a change in season.
Barren of footprints
by the time it turned.
Pulled back
by the gravity
of your darkness,
drawn deeper
into myself—
to remember
I am more
than any high tide.
#VSS365 #Poetry
#BlueskyPoetry
#ThrowbackPoem
that tickled your shores—
welcome,
witnessed,
a change in season.
Barren of footprints
by the time it turned.
Pulled back
by the gravity
of your darkness,
drawn deeper
into myself—
to remember
I am more
than any high tide.
#VSS365 #Poetry
#BlueskyPoetry
#ThrowbackPoem
May 16, 2026 at 2:34 PM
I am the brackish tumbling
that tickled your shores—
welcome,
witnessed,
a change in season.
Barren of footprints
by the time it turned.
Pulled back
by the gravity
of your darkness,
drawn deeper
into myself—
to remember
I am more
than any high tide.
#VSS365 #Poetry
#BlueskyPoetry
#ThrowbackPoem
that tickled your shores—
welcome,
witnessed,
a change in season.
Barren of footprints
by the time it turned.
Pulled back
by the gravity
of your darkness,
drawn deeper
into myself—
to remember
I am more
than any high tide.
#VSS365 #Poetry
#BlueskyPoetry
#ThrowbackPoem
𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥
Swallowed Tragedy
Purified by the shadows,
The return to self.
#BlueskyRelay - Shadow
#Poetry #Poem #Haiku #Senryu
#ShadowWork #SkyPoet #ThrowbackPoem
🎨 Oliver Hassel
Swallowed Tragedy
Purified by the shadows,
The return to self.
#BlueskyRelay - Shadow
#Poetry #Poem #Haiku #Senryu
#ShadowWork #SkyPoet #ThrowbackPoem
🎨 Oliver Hassel
August 1, 2025 at 6:56 AM
𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥
Swallowed Tragedy
Purified by the shadows,
The return to self.
#BlueskyRelay - Shadow
#Poetry #Poem #Haiku #Senryu
#ShadowWork #SkyPoet #ThrowbackPoem
🎨 Oliver Hassel
Swallowed Tragedy
Purified by the shadows,
The return to self.
#BlueskyRelay - Shadow
#Poetry #Poem #Haiku #Senryu
#ShadowWork #SkyPoet #ThrowbackPoem
🎨 Oliver Hassel
The silence is deafening.
It delivers me
Back to myself.
I could fight
My own reflection…
I choose to apologize
Instead.
#BlueskyRelay - Reflection
#Poetry #Poem #ThrowbackPoem
It delivers me
Back to myself.
I could fight
My own reflection…
I choose to apologize
Instead.
#BlueskyRelay - Reflection
#Poetry #Poem #ThrowbackPoem
August 3, 2025 at 12:08 AM
The silence is deafening.
It delivers me
Back to myself.
I could fight
My own reflection…
I choose to apologize
Instead.
#BlueskyRelay - Reflection
#Poetry #Poem #ThrowbackPoem
It delivers me
Back to myself.
I could fight
My own reflection…
I choose to apologize
Instead.
#BlueskyRelay - Reflection
#Poetry #Poem #ThrowbackPoem
I’m haunted
by wading birds,
who demonstrate
stillness.
patience.
I have not mastered.
Inspecting unseen depths,
they know
there’s a time to strike—
swiftly.
I force myself
not to strike
at random.
#Emoetry - Haunted
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
by wading birds,
who demonstrate
stillness.
patience.
I have not mastered.
Inspecting unseen depths,
they know
there’s a time to strike—
swiftly.
I force myself
not to strike
at random.
#Emoetry - Haunted
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
October 13, 2025 at 3:38 AM
I’m haunted
by wading birds,
who demonstrate
stillness.
patience.
I have not mastered.
Inspecting unseen depths,
they know
there’s a time to strike—
swiftly.
I force myself
not to strike
at random.
#Emoetry - Haunted
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
by wading birds,
who demonstrate
stillness.
patience.
I have not mastered.
Inspecting unseen depths,
they know
there’s a time to strike—
swiftly.
I force myself
not to strike
at random.
#Emoetry - Haunted
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead!
Vanished!
Without a trace.
Never mind them—
Fools aplenty.
What a piece of work is man.
#VSS365 (Trace) #Poetry #Poem #BlueskyPoetry #SkyPoet #PoetryCommunity
Vanished!
Without a trace.
Never mind them—
Fools aplenty.
What a piece of work is man.
#VSS365 (Trace) #Poetry #Poem #BlueskyPoetry #SkyPoet #PoetryCommunity
November 30, 2025 at 2:38 AM
My feet
fell off.
My legs,
my arms,
my ears,
my nose.
I am all
parts and
pieces.
Foxes,
wolves,
and insects—
carrying
me away.
#Whistpr- Nose
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
fell off.
My legs,
my arms,
my ears,
my nose.
I am all
parts and
pieces.
Foxes,
wolves,
and insects—
carrying
me away.
#Whistpr- Nose
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
October 13, 2025 at 8:44 PM
My feet
fell off.
My legs,
my arms,
my ears,
my nose.
I am all
parts and
pieces.
Foxes,
wolves,
and insects—
carrying
me away.
#Whistpr- Nose
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
fell off.
My legs,
my arms,
my ears,
my nose.
I am all
parts and
pieces.
Foxes,
wolves,
and insects—
carrying
me away.
#Whistpr- Nose
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐲
Resonant haunting.
A fate bestowed by the gods—
Electrocuted. ⚡
#Haiku4U - Haunting
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem #MicroPoem
Resonant haunting.
A fate bestowed by the gods—
Electrocuted. ⚡
#Haiku4U - Haunting
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem #MicroPoem
October 20, 2025 at 7:51 PM
𝐄𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐲
Resonant haunting.
A fate bestowed by the gods—
Electrocuted. ⚡
#Haiku4U - Haunting
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem #MicroPoem
Resonant haunting.
A fate bestowed by the gods—
Electrocuted. ⚡
#Haiku4U - Haunting
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem #MicroPoem
Waratah whispers,
Ancestors’ voices in bloom,
Roots reach through the past.
#InkMine - Bloom
#Poetry #Poem
#Haiku #Senryu
#PoetryCommunity
#ThrowbackPoem
🎨 By Rashmisingh
Ancestors’ voices in bloom,
Roots reach through the past.
#InkMine - Bloom
#Poetry #Poem
#Haiku #Senryu
#PoetryCommunity
#ThrowbackPoem
🎨 By Rashmisingh
July 18, 2025 at 1:39 PM
Waratah whispers,
Ancestors’ voices in bloom,
Roots reach through the past.
#InkMine - Bloom
#Poetry #Poem
#Haiku #Senryu
#PoetryCommunity
#ThrowbackPoem
🎨 By Rashmisingh
Ancestors’ voices in bloom,
Roots reach through the past.
#InkMine - Bloom
#Poetry #Poem
#Haiku #Senryu
#PoetryCommunity
#ThrowbackPoem
🎨 By Rashmisingh
Held in constellations,
tethered somewhere
out there,
in depths
and dimensions—
expanding further
than imagination
can grasp.
I, the creature,
crawling through
the sky,
toward that somewhere
that feels
like home.
#VSS365 -Tether
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#SkyPoet #ThrowbackPoem
tethered somewhere
out there,
in depths
and dimensions—
expanding further
than imagination
can grasp.
I, the creature,
crawling through
the sky,
toward that somewhere
that feels
like home.
#VSS365 -Tether
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#SkyPoet #ThrowbackPoem
May 22, 2026 at 12:25 PM
Held in constellations,
tethered somewhere
out there,
in depths
and dimensions—
expanding further
than imagination
can grasp.
I, the creature,
crawling through
the sky,
toward that somewhere
that feels
like home.
#VSS365 -Tether
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#SkyPoet #ThrowbackPoem
tethered somewhere
out there,
in depths
and dimensions—
expanding further
than imagination
can grasp.
I, the creature,
crawling through
the sky,
toward that somewhere
that feels
like home.
#VSS365 -Tether
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
#SkyPoet #ThrowbackPoem
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐫í𝐠𝐚𝐧 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫
Three black flies circle—
omens in the blood-warm wind,
the crow waits, unseen.
#VSS365 - Unseen
#Poetry #Poem #Senryu #Poetry #ThrowbackPoem
#Poem #SkyPoet #MicroPoem #DarkFeminine
Three black flies circle—
omens in the blood-warm wind,
the crow waits, unseen.
#VSS365 - Unseen
#Poetry #Poem #Senryu #Poetry #ThrowbackPoem
#Poem #SkyPoet #MicroPoem #DarkFeminine
October 24, 2025 at 12:08 AM
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐫í𝐠𝐚𝐧 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫
Three black flies circle—
omens in the blood-warm wind,
the crow waits, unseen.
#VSS365 - Unseen
#Poetry #Poem #Senryu #Poetry #ThrowbackPoem
#Poem #SkyPoet #MicroPoem #DarkFeminine
Three black flies circle—
omens in the blood-warm wind,
the crow waits, unseen.
#VSS365 - Unseen
#Poetry #Poem #Senryu #Poetry #ThrowbackPoem
#Poem #SkyPoet #MicroPoem #DarkFeminine
Relax, sweet human.
I’ve got it under control.
Just keep yourself calm.
#HaikuFeels - Under
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#SkyPoet #MicroPoem #ThrowbackPoem
I’ve got it under control.
Just keep yourself calm.
#HaikuFeels - Under
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#SkyPoet #MicroPoem #ThrowbackPoem
December 6, 2025 at 6:26 PM
Relax, sweet human.
I’ve got it under control.
Just keep yourself calm.
#HaikuFeels - Under
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#SkyPoet #MicroPoem #ThrowbackPoem
I’ve got it under control.
Just keep yourself calm.
#HaikuFeels - Under
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#SkyPoet #MicroPoem #ThrowbackPoem
I am the glitch
beneath
the lightning
flash.
The endless sea
that reflects the
sky back to
itself.
I am the vessel,
the body,
the vehicle,
the receiver—
for 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨
that creates
outside
of
my atmosphere.
#VSS365 #Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
beneath
the lightning
flash.
The endless sea
that reflects the
sky back to
itself.
I am the vessel,
the body,
the vehicle,
the receiver—
for 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨
that creates
outside
of
my atmosphere.
#VSS365 #Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
March 10, 2026 at 12:08 AM
I am the glitch
beneath
the lightning
flash.
The endless sea
that reflects the
sky back to
itself.
I am the vessel,
the body,
the vehicle,
the receiver—
for 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨
that creates
outside
of
my atmosphere.
#VSS365 #Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
beneath
the lightning
flash.
The endless sea
that reflects the
sky back to
itself.
I am the vessel,
the body,
the vehicle,
the receiver—
for 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨
that creates
outside
of
my atmosphere.
#VSS365 #Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
I wander
my lives in
an aether haze,
between the
husk of a life,
and
the husk of
a daydream
that begged itself
to death—
empty
of asking.
#Emoetry #ThrowbackPoem
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
my lives in
an aether haze,
between the
husk of a life,
and
the husk of
a daydream
that begged itself
to death—
empty
of asking.
#Emoetry #ThrowbackPoem
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
May 1, 2026 at 2:49 PM
I wander
my lives in
an aether haze,
between the
husk of a life,
and
the husk of
a daydream
that begged itself
to death—
empty
of asking.
#Emoetry #ThrowbackPoem
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
my lives in
an aether haze,
between the
husk of a life,
and
the husk of
a daydream
that begged itself
to death—
empty
of asking.
#Emoetry #ThrowbackPoem
#Poetry #BlueskyPoetry
Doesn’t it frighten you?
How no one ever
seems to be real.
I think:
𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸
what to say.
But it’s them—
spewing a
word track,
on a loop.
𝘌𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨,
always expecting.
And you can’t
show signs
of flinching.
#VSS365
#Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem
How no one ever
seems to be real.
I think:
𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸
what to say.
But it’s them—
spewing a
word track,
on a loop.
𝘌𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨,
always expecting.
And you can’t
show signs
of flinching.
#VSS365
#Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem
September 15, 2025 at 12:08 AM
Doesn’t it frighten you?
How no one ever
seems to be real.
I think:
𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸
what to say.
But it’s them—
spewing a
word track,
on a loop.
𝘌𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨,
always expecting.
And you can’t
show signs
of flinching.
#VSS365
#Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem
How no one ever
seems to be real.
I think:
𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸
what to say.
But it’s them—
spewing a
word track,
on a loop.
𝘌𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨,
always expecting.
And you can’t
show signs
of flinching.
#VSS365
#Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem
I hear your ideals.
And I see the beliefs,
and behaviors you justify.
I’m not surprised
your mind is at war.
#Emoetry - Justified
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
And I see the beliefs,
and behaviors you justify.
I’m not surprised
your mind is at war.
#Emoetry - Justified
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
January 7, 2026 at 2:15 AM
I hear your ideals.
And I see the beliefs,
and behaviors you justify.
I’m not surprised
your mind is at war.
#Emoetry - Justified
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
And I see the beliefs,
and behaviors you justify.
I’m not surprised
your mind is at war.
#Emoetry - Justified
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
Stars,
send me a
soulful deviant,
a grounded dreamer—
a man of violence
who’s learned to do
what he has to do,
𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳.
#VSSMagic - Grounded
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#PoetrySky #ThrowbackPoem
send me a
soulful deviant,
a grounded dreamer—
a man of violence
who’s learned to do
what he has to do,
𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳.
#VSSMagic - Grounded
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#PoetrySky #ThrowbackPoem
August 26, 2025 at 7:37 PM
Stars,
send me a
soulful deviant,
a grounded dreamer—
a man of violence
who’s learned to do
what he has to do,
𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳.
#VSSMagic - Grounded
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#PoetrySky #ThrowbackPoem
send me a
soulful deviant,
a grounded dreamer—
a man of violence
who’s learned to do
what he has to do,
𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳.
#VSSMagic - Grounded
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#PoetrySky #ThrowbackPoem
Contortionist—
evasive,
limbs disjointed
and tangled,
stalking,
staring
like an animal,
𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦
on seething resentment.
Never wondering
if it’s wrong
to expect everything
while allowing
nothing.
#Emoetry - Seething
#ThrowbackPoem
#Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry
evasive,
limbs disjointed
and tangled,
stalking,
staring
like an animal,
𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦
on seething resentment.
Never wondering
if it’s wrong
to expect everything
while allowing
nothing.
#Emoetry - Seething
#ThrowbackPoem
#Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry
March 17, 2026 at 2:34 AM
Contortionist—
evasive,
limbs disjointed
and tangled,
stalking,
staring
like an animal,
𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦
on seething resentment.
Never wondering
if it’s wrong
to expect everything
while allowing
nothing.
#Emoetry - Seething
#ThrowbackPoem
#Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry
evasive,
limbs disjointed
and tangled,
stalking,
staring
like an animal,
𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦
on seething resentment.
Never wondering
if it’s wrong
to expect everything
while allowing
nothing.
#Emoetry - Seething
#ThrowbackPoem
#Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry
Selcouth star dance,
milk-spilled moonlight—
relics of a dream.
#Dailyhaikuprompt - Star
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry
#Poem #MicroPoem
#ThrowbackPoem
milk-spilled moonlight—
relics of a dream.
#Dailyhaikuprompt - Star
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry
#Poem #MicroPoem
#ThrowbackPoem
December 12, 2025 at 4:11 AM
Selcouth star dance,
milk-spilled moonlight—
relics of a dream.
#Dailyhaikuprompt - Star
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry
#Poem #MicroPoem
#ThrowbackPoem
milk-spilled moonlight—
relics of a dream.
#Dailyhaikuprompt - Star
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry
#Poem #MicroPoem
#ThrowbackPoem
Highly educated
in a system
that grooms you
to think
in binaries—
instead of paradox.
In arrogant love
with your half-truths,
and your anxious mind.
#Emoetry - Educated
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#ThrowbackPoem #BlueskyPoetry
in a system
that grooms you
to think
in binaries—
instead of paradox.
In arrogant love
with your half-truths,
and your anxious mind.
#Emoetry - Educated
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#ThrowbackPoem #BlueskyPoetry
November 22, 2025 at 1:08 AM
Highly educated
in a system
that grooms you
to think
in binaries—
instead of paradox.
In arrogant love
with your half-truths,
and your anxious mind.
#Emoetry - Educated
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#ThrowbackPoem #BlueskyPoetry
in a system
that grooms you
to think
in binaries—
instead of paradox.
In arrogant love
with your half-truths,
and your anxious mind.
#Emoetry - Educated
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#ThrowbackPoem #BlueskyPoetry
Breathless,
Baby, I’m—
breathless.
The kind of
out of it
I need to be.
Soul abandoned.
Gone dark.
Animal, surging.
I don’t know
what’s happening.
I don’t care.
𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦.
#Whistpr - Baby
#Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem
Baby, I’m—
breathless.
The kind of
out of it
I need to be.
Soul abandoned.
Gone dark.
Animal, surging.
I don’t know
what’s happening.
I don’t care.
𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦.
#Whistpr - Baby
#Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem
July 31, 2025 at 10:06 PM
Breathless,
Baby, I’m—
breathless.
The kind of
out of it
I need to be.
Soul abandoned.
Gone dark.
Animal, surging.
I don’t know
what’s happening.
I don’t care.
𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦.
#Whistpr - Baby
#Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem
Baby, I’m—
breathless.
The kind of
out of it
I need to be.
Soul abandoned.
Gone dark.
Animal, surging.
I don’t know
what’s happening.
I don’t care.
𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦.
#Whistpr - Baby
#Poetry #Poem
#ThrowbackPoem
A dreamer,
who’s dreamed
the same dream.
An alchemist,
who’s birthed
love from nothing.
A conqueror,
who’s conquered
himself first.
I’ll know him
by the weight
of his silences.
#Vss365 - Dream
#Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry
#ThrowbackPoem
who’s dreamed
the same dream.
An alchemist,
who’s birthed
love from nothing.
A conqueror,
who’s conquered
himself first.
I’ll know him
by the weight
of his silences.
#Vss365 - Dream
#Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry
#ThrowbackPoem
January 1, 2026 at 4:11 AM
A dreamer,
who’s dreamed
the same dream.
An alchemist,
who’s birthed
love from nothing.
A conqueror,
who’s conquered
himself first.
I’ll know him
by the weight
of his silences.
#Vss365 - Dream
#Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry
#ThrowbackPoem
who’s dreamed
the same dream.
An alchemist,
who’s birthed
love from nothing.
A conqueror,
who’s conquered
himself first.
I’ll know him
by the weight
of his silences.
#Vss365 - Dream
#Poetry #Poem
#BlueskyPoetry
#ThrowbackPoem