Have you ever felt trapped inside a fortress built by someone else’s power?
I exist,
inside your harsh fortress;
the sun never shines on my face.
I am kept,
both chaste and majestic;
I’m a figure to be ridiculed.
I wonder,
will I escape from here;
to be rescued from this icy place.
—H, crying from the shadows
This poem follows a 3–6–9 syllabic structure – a form inspired by Nikola Tesla’s theory of energy, rhythm and repetition.
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A spectral monarch speaks from a crumbling tower, cut off by ambition, betrayal and a heart long turned to frost. This poem drips with decay, not just of power, but of connection, longing and trust.
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A blood-stained sonnet of abuse and survival, told beneath the Celtic moon. A cry from the dark, where no one listened, not even God.
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A sorrowful meditation on betrayal and self-destruction, this poem dances the fine line between desperation and release. It bleeds with the ache of unrequited hope, where pain becomes prayer and silence becomes a scream.
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A Gothic horror poem where bloodlust and moonlight intertwine — when death becomes both a prison and a dark seduction.
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When the brutal world fractured his soul, one man dared to step into the shadows, breaking chains with tenderness and healing a heart others feared. This is the story of being rescued by love—and reborn through it.
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A social micro-poem in 3–6–9 form that cries out against the silencing of truth. In a world overrun by beasts of terror, those who spoke were shamed, erased and left unheard.
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In this Tesla-inspired 3-6-9 poem, love turns from intoxicating to imprisoning. Bruises, both emotional and physical, tell the truth hidden behind honeyed words and silken lies.
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Tearful eyes searched the horizon for a mistake that never existed. Love was replaced, dreams scattered, and a heart ensnared by silence and cold retreat.
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