Can anything still bloom when love has never touched the soil?
Grown in filth
without love or nurture;
neglect rotted our roots deep below.
Growing pains
from swaying in great storms;
deceit drained our desire to flower.
Leaves wilted
while fungus clogged our veins;
we craved the caress of a rainbow.
—H, aching for the rain that never came
A quiet, devastating lyric poem about a boy witnessing the moment his family began to fall apart. Christmas Eve brings not comfort, but the first tremor of lifelong grief.
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He gave me what my father never could—then tore it away in the night. Beneath his caress, bruises bloomed. His words bewitched the ghosts of my heart. In his embrace, I withered, unseen by the world.
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A tender and sorrowful lyric poem about the loss of a best friend. Through whispered promises and fading light, this elegy captures the beauty of a bond that death could not break.
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A brutal meditation on inherited trauma, this poem uses visceral natural imagery to portray a family choked by its own roots, where no light reaches, no healing takes and love rots on the vine.
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A heart-wrenching lyric poem about father loss, neglect and the quiet devastation that followed. Through strangers and shadows, one boy tried to replace the love he never received — and never forgot.
Read the Full Whisper →A quiet, devastating lyric poem about a boy witnessing the moment his family began to fall apart. Christmas Eve brings not comfort, but the first tremor of lifelong grief.
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A glimmer in the dark — his eyes searching for solace where none exists, finding only the cold chain of his own despair.
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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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