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@waning-moon-haze

poetry & songwriting enthusiast โ€ข not afraid of the dark โ€ข queer, mid-twenties, from ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฎ

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Thank you ๐Ÿค I really appreciate you taking the time to comment on my poems!

24.07.2025 08:06 ๐Ÿ‘ 0 ๐Ÿ” 0 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

In a gray evening,

flowers give
raindrops
subtle kisses โ€”

a silent #promise
to bloom tomorrow.

#vss365

22.07.2025 14:57 ๐Ÿ‘ 10 ๐Ÿ” 2 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

thank you again ๐Ÿค

22.07.2025 14:50 ๐Ÿ‘ 1 ๐Ÿ” 0 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

The #purpose of stars
is not to light up the sky.

Stars don't shine for us.

We gaze them to see
that explosions
have consequences.

#vss365

21.07.2025 20:29 ๐Ÿ‘ 16 ๐Ÿ” 2 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

thank you so much โ˜บ๏ธ

21.07.2025 06:12 ๐Ÿ‘ 1 ๐Ÿ” 0 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

I once thought I was an angel,
misplaced.
Loving the entire humanity tasted as sweet
as juicy red apples,
so alluring to heal, heal, heal until I lose my flesh and blood.

The funny thing in my #spiritual avoidance
was the excuse to tie shrouds in places
I imagined my wings to attach

#vss365

20.07.2025 16:58 ๐Ÿ‘ 17 ๐Ÿ” 2 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

There's an unspoken sorrow
By a #wisteria in bloom
A sigh of lilac falling away from the sun
While others climb towards it
But there is beauty in the melancholy
The wistful even
A resilience to standing bare
In winter's grip
Impervious to impatience
Content she will blossom
When she is ready #vss365

18.07.2025 12:50 ๐Ÿ‘ 17 ๐Ÿ” 3 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Thank you so much, I really appreciate it โœจ

19.07.2025 19:51 ๐Ÿ‘ 1 ๐Ÿ” 0 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Thank you ๐Ÿค

19.07.2025 17:30 ๐Ÿ‘ 1 ๐Ÿ” 0 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Left here on Earth,
I'm looking for the remnants of your pain โ€”
spiky pearls made of black #onyx,
some rough smoke to inhale just so I could die

someday,

(not today)

'cause I need the vantablack of pain,
the one you left behind.

If I go to you,
I won't be satisfied.
Let me live.

#vss365

19.07.2025 16:50 ๐Ÿ‘ 12 ๐Ÿ” 3 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 2 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

If I had a moment with you,
no threat, arms down,
I would stare into your eyes
and look for the tiniest #scintilla
of humanity
in your thousand-yard-stare.

No soldier will stand behind you
when your regime collapses
in its own impossibility.

You will be punished
by gods.

#vss365

29.06.2025 11:22 ๐Ÿ‘ 16 ๐Ÿ” 1 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
25.06.2025 21:10 ๐Ÿ‘ 1 ๐Ÿ” 0 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

"The world is ready,
it's just not for us,"
you say
as you let go of my hand.

No, actually
you don't say anything.
Letting go has become a
simple
silent
automatic reflex between us.
Us.
I hate that I'm involved.
I grieve for
my youthful innocence.

#poetry #pride๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ

23.06.2025 13:23 ๐Ÿ‘ 2 ๐Ÿ” 0 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

If I could,
I would give you a reflection of me,
the past remnants
you want to keep.

Put me in #brine,
for your own peace.
I'm stagnant, unmoving,
evergreen.

When I break my limitations,
I can't predict
the supernova.
You might lose your daughter
to the horrors of happiness.

#vss365 #poetry

29.05.2025 20:14 ๐Ÿ‘ 10 ๐Ÿ” 1 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
THE FIST

The fist clenched round my heart
loosens a little, and I gasp
brightness; but it tightens
again. When have I ever not loved
the pain of love? But this has moved

past love to mania. This has the strong
clench of the madman, this is
gripping the ledge of unreason, before
plunging howling into the abyss.

Hold hard then, heart. This way at least you live.

THE FIST The fist clenched round my heart loosens a little, and I gasp brightness; but it tightens again. When have I ever not loved the pain of love? But this has moved past love to mania. This has the strong clench of the madman, this is gripping the ledge of unreason, before plunging howling into the abyss. Hold hard then, heart. This way at least you live.

the pain of love?

Derek Walcott

30.04.2025 18:53 ๐Ÿ‘ 24 ๐Ÿ” 5 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 1
Loneliness


You know how I always look like
I belong to someone else.

I never do, but you won't believe.

Maybe it's my eyes, I look
like I constantly hunt for an escape,
when, in fact, the "fear" you see
is the first buzz of
electricity
in an unused machine.

Loneliness You know how I always look like I belong to someone else. I never do, but you won't believe. Maybe it's my eyes, I look like I constantly hunt for an escape, when, in fact, the "fear" you see is the first buzz of electricity in an unused machine.

Give them some time.
My eyes aren't used to being seen.
Try to handle the
embarrassing flickers of hope,
they will pass soon.

You won't become my god
if that's what you're worried about.
Just try to handle my human nature.

โ€” Ree (waning-moon-haze.bsky.social)

Give them some time. My eyes aren't used to being seen. Try to handle the embarrassing flickers of hope, they will pass soon. You won't become my god if that's what you're worried about. Just try to handle my human nature. โ€” Ree (waning-moon-haze.bsky.social)

A small poem about loneliness

#poetry

30.04.2025 18:07 ๐Ÿ‘ 1 ๐Ÿ” 0 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Spring

We're a little late here
in the north.
Dandelions have to wait until May
to bloom.
Take your time, we'll meet soon,
been waiting for you the whole year.

Oh, how catharthic it feels
to stare at the bright yellow
of life
only to find death amongs the tiniest petals.

Is it even death, when all that comes up
are memories?
Tears in my eyes, but isn't water fuel for life?

Spring We're a little late here in the north. Dandelions have to wait until May to bloom. Take your time, we'll meet soon, been waiting for you the whole year. Oh, how catharthic it feels to stare at the bright yellow of life only to find death amongs the tiniest petals. Is it even death, when all that comes up are memories? Tears in my eyes, but isn't water fuel for life?

Spring arrives with the white butterflies,
all the fragile versions of you,
catching delicate touches,
wondering how far the seeds will land.

When the time comes,
just for a moment,
ruffle my hair,
flutter by my eyes
and tickle me softly.

โ€” Ree (waning-moon-haze.bsky.social)

Spring arrives with the white butterflies, all the fragile versions of you, catching delicate touches, wondering how far the seeds will land. When the time comes, just for a moment, ruffle my hair, flutter by my eyes and tickle me softly. โ€” Ree (waning-moon-haze.bsky.social)

"Spring"

#poetry #poem

20.04.2025 18:11 ๐Ÿ‘ 4 ๐Ÿ” 0 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Thereโ€™s cost to know anyone
Awareness is faint at the start
But unrelenting later in life

Introverts donโ€™t dislike people
They just know the price

#vss365 #cost

20.04.2025 17:34 ๐Ÿ‘ 15 ๐Ÿ” 3 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

The #cost of love disregards
my humanness.
With you,
my dazzling angel,
I'll be in debt forever.

#vss365 #poetry

20.04.2025 17:50 ๐Ÿ‘ 6 ๐Ÿ” 2 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
์•„์ŠคํŠธ๋กœ(ASTRO) - ๊ฟˆ์†์˜ ๋ฌธ(Moon) : Memory of the Moon
์•„์ŠคํŠธ๋กœ(ASTRO) - ๊ฟˆ์†์˜ ๋ฌธ(Moon) : Memory of the Moon YouTube video by ASTRO ์•„์ŠคํŠธ๋กœ

memory of the moon (for moonbin โค๏ธ) youtu.be/UUFJlUy5aA4

19.04.2025 10:35 ๐Ÿ‘ 6 ๐Ÿ” 4 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1 ๐Ÿ“Œ 1

April's #bluff:
disguising autumn
in summer's clothing

#inkmine

18.04.2025 07:50 ๐Ÿ‘ 18 ๐Ÿ” 4 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
Eventually,
grief pours out of us
like flowers fighting their way through concrete.
No tear has ever hurt the soil.
The world will understand.
Mother earth holds a special place
for the half-alive.

โ€” Ree (waning-moon-haze.bsky.social)

Eventually, grief pours out of us like flowers fighting their way through concrete. No tear has ever hurt the soil. The world will understand. Mother earth holds a special place for the half-alive. โ€” Ree (waning-moon-haze.bsky.social)

Tomorrow (April 19th) will likely be a difficult day for many arohas and fellow kpop fans out there. I tend to deal with things through poetry, so I wrote a little something. Take care, everyone, and continue to remember Binnie with love ๐Ÿค๐ŸŒ™

#poetry

18.04.2025 17:23 ๐Ÿ‘ 2 ๐Ÿ” 0 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
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If you love your library, listen upโ€ฆ

15.04.2025 01:45 ๐Ÿ‘ 13323 ๐Ÿ” 4543 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 178 ๐Ÿ“Œ 224

A perpetual return
to hopelessness,
I hide
in a machine

built from purple prose
and internal screams.
Depression is

a waking #nightmare

and the molecules around
are porcelain, breaking

in my flu-like consciousness.
I kiss the void
and I swear

it tastes like urine.

#poetry
#vss365

12.04.2025 11:42 ๐Ÿ‘ 20 ๐Ÿ” 4 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

Moon

such warm, glowy eyes
bearing the aching hearts
of mothers
daughters
drowned in resentment

rest well, lives unlived

a strikingly pale #nightmare
bliding the eyes of those
who wish to tear apart
our fangs โ€”
our softest weapon in our fierce rebellion

#vss365

12.04.2025 13:55 ๐Ÿ‘ 12 ๐Ÿ” 2 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

I've risen up from the grave
taking a shaky breath
I gather all of my newborn seedlings
and all of my flies
to keep my wildness

unmistakably fragile
but gladly one with nature
ready to merge with the #noise
of life,
laughter
and constant anticipation

#vss365

11.04.2025 07:49 ๐Ÿ‘ 9 ๐Ÿ” 1 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0
โ€Hรคpeรคn kestรคn, mutta nรคlkรครค enโ€ โ€“ Havaintoja Parisuhteesta

Epรคonni voi kohdata KAIKKIA.
Lukusuositusโฌ‡๏ธ

โ€Myรถnnรคn ettรค olen ennen ajatellut hyvin oikeistolaisesti. Jokainen on oman onnensa seppรค. Ihmiset ovat kotona laiskuuttaan. Oma tilanteeni ja tyรถttรถmyyteni on tuonut asian omaankin elรคmรครคn.
Politiikka jota Suomessa harrastetaan on epรคreilua ja julmaa.โ€

27.02.2025 12:38 ๐Ÿ‘ 46 ๐Ÿ” 11 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

at night my mind grows thick, high hedges
blanketing familiar paths in thorny brambles and dark leaves
stranding me sleeping
at the center of a new and mystifying maze
so that when i wake
i must learn to navigate myself from scratch
a stranger lost in the labyrinth of my own mind

25.02.2025 02:16 ๐Ÿ‘ 291 ๐Ÿ” 46 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 14 ๐Ÿ“Œ 1
์•„์ŠคํŠธ๋กœ (ASTRO) l 'Circles' + 'Twilight' Special Live Clip
์•„์ŠคํŠธ๋กœ (ASTRO) l 'Circles' + 'Twilight' Special Live Clip YouTube video by ASTRO ์•„์ŠคํŠธ๋กœ

[๐ŸŽฅ] ์•„์ŠคํŠธ๋กœ (ASTRO) l 'Circles' + 'Twilight' Special Live Clip

โ–ถ youtu.be/EftaXKc9LIs

#์•„์ŠคํŠธ๋กœ #ASTRO #์•„๋กœํ•˜ #AROHA
#Circles #Twilight

24.02.2025 16:05 ๐Ÿ‘ 2 ๐Ÿ” 2 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 0 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0

on the #fringes of consciousness
I'm hoping to meet you

hold my hand
while we go on an adventure
that I will certainly remember

my dear friend in the unknown realm,
while I'm gone,
hold a place for me

#vss365

25.02.2025 09:55 ๐Ÿ‘ 17 ๐Ÿ” 2 ๐Ÿ’ฌ 1 ๐Ÿ“Œ 0