#midnight poetry

[heartcosmicsoul]

[beasteaterr]

“…𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘮 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦…”

loving—so complex, so consuming—brings neither happiness nor even a place to rest, but rather a masquerade of unease and confusion. it can so easily be mistaken for connection, for being loved by another, when in truth, it is something else entirely.

maybe love itself has no butterfly validity, yet it remains a quiet neurosis of hope and trust, keeping us alight, sharing from both mind and heart. but if saving oneself from renewal or final balance is an error, then pure love rises.

beauty illuminates all kinds of love—elusive, unknowable—as if the essence of passion can sustain separation and reunion alike, stretching beyond time. it is shared even in spaces where destruction looms, because loving is everything, and also, nothing.

halo

[dissonancey]

Their grass is greener,

And grows tall due to rain fall—

And so, weeds do too.

#HAIKU

[thespilledink]

Words whispered

in bedsheets

made me believe

we were in love

-h.h.

[nyx-poetry]

what do you do?

when your pen runs dry and your sanity starts to die what do you do? when your thoughts turn dark and depression leaves its mark what do you do? when hope has disappeared and you face all you have feared what can you do? when your brain is wired incorrectly and you can't see through your foggy eyes sleep is unattainable and poetry is a distant memory what should i do?

~ nyx

[msnsnr]

Looking Up

what lives in the cavities of the clouds?

those cold cathedrals

inner darkness, or timeline procedurals?

mechanisms of the sky as an individual

pale blue poltergeists, haunting rain residual

i’m seeing things that aren’t there, maybe it’s

spiritual.

[annagxx]

I would rather write my heart out than tell someone what I feel.

[selenepluto]

"It's all too familiar

A trap, that always feels like home."

~selene

[purringpearl]

from a poet

if I have a crush on you and if I tell you I wrote another piece AND you do not ask me to send it.

I'm 70% done with you

don't show me your face or else I'll overwhelm you with the words that you didn't know existed in the oxford dictionary.

[humanconditionpoetry]

Poll of Poem Deciding Next

Hello Everyone, I hope these post have found you well.

I am letting all of you decide which poem I should write next besides Ghost for Halloween special. This poll will be up for a week and make sure to vote.

With that said, also check out my blog for poems and view existing ones and follow!

Link to Blog: https://www.tumblr.com/humanconditionpoetry

Thanks!

[heartcosmicsoul]

7 Feb 2025

[beasteaterr]

i tell myself i’ve made peace with the rot,

but the truth is, i wear it like perfume—

its rancid sweetness, a comfort in my throat.

you can find me where all things go to die,

somewhere between here and nowhere,

where nothing stays long enough to matter.

i am beautiful in the way broken things are—

sharp, strange,

stretched thin in places

but never enough to tear.

i love how good it feels

to be this lost,

to hold what’s gone and pretend

it’s still something i can keep.

what if to love it means i must disappear?

what if to love it means

i am already gone?

halo • “here and nowhere/rot”

[dissonancey]

TIME KILLED ME TWICE

Like a bomb,

The clock will tick until everything falls apart

It wears us down, tears us up

You won’t notice,

Time is not a quick murderer.

Like poison,

It is the slow killer of fun.

You won’t notice it destroyed

everything,

everything moves like a seasonal change

The only time you will discover,

Is the time when all you love is just a memory

[thespilledink]

You feel like home

And I have to admit

Home has never been

A place where I felt comfort

So I should have known

To let you go sooner

When I wanted to stay

Because you felt like home

-h.h.

[nyx-poetry]

from a distance

i was not the rhyme of your heart or the song that compliments your soul i broke myself into pieces trying to find one that fits trying to make you whole again hoping that once i fix your heart you can finally love me but no part of me belonged i will forever love you from a distance ~ nyx

[seeara]

My Parting Gift

you weave a

careful poison

your rising eyes

so hollow and serene

gripping your grief

remember?

how my palms

once bloomed?

~ seeara