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oncetherewasaprincessfromsparta · 2 months

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You bare the calluses of a writer

#writing #writerscommunity #poetsandwriters #poetic #writers and poets #one line poems #poem of the day #poetry #short poem #calluses #author #heart of a poet

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oncetherewasaprincessfromsparta · 2 months

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“..My love? Where are you?”

“Here my darling. Always here..”

#always here <3 #my poem #poem of the day #poemsbyme #poetry #poemsociety #love sick #love quotes #lovers #in love

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oncetherewasaprincessfromsparta · 2 months

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Reality wishes to keep you from me my love

#my poem #poem of the day #poemsbyme #poetry #love sick #fictional characters

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oncetherewasaprincessfromsparta · 1 year

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I hate you with all of my love

#I hate you my love #can you hate me too?#my poem #poem of the day #poemsbyme #poetry #poemsociety #sad poem #short poem #unrequited love poem #unrequited pining

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oncetherewasaprincessfromsparta · 1 year

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Heaven

Heaven to me,

Is not a place

But a person.

No one I’ve truly met.

But who is always there

In the corner of my vision

Helping me through my day.

I can’t touch them.

Not yet.

Soon.

And though,

I have not lived a great life,

I hope that when I die

I am good enough to meet them.

#my poem #poem of the day #poemsbyme #poetry #long poem #poemsociety #short poem #hopeful poem #kingdom of heaven #silver city #one day maybe #please

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oncetherewasaprincessfromsparta · 1 year

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Why do you try

To bend me

Where you know

That I’ll break?

#I don’t understand #my poem #poem of the day #poemsbyme #poetry #poemsociety #sad poem #short poem #why won’t you save me love?

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oncetherewasaprincessfromsparta · 1 year

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I’m on an island,

Slowly sinking

My arm outstretched to you.

You can save me!

Why won’t you save me?

#why won’t you save me love?#poem of the day #my poem #poemsbyme #poetry #long poem #poemsociety #sad poem #short poem #heart ache #unrequited love poem

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oncetherewasaprincessfromsparta · 1 year

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The sky is crying

Just as my heart

Cries for you

#I woke up with a damaged heart today #my poem #poem of the day #poemsbyme #poetry #poemsociety #sad poem #short poem #the muse erato #unrequited crush #unrequited pining #unrequited love poem

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oncetherewasaprincessfromsparta · 1 year

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Below the Leaves

Under the warm heat of the sun

Shining light

On the water’s glistening surface

A gum tree stands

Tall and maternal.

No sound

But the subtle creak

Of the old warf

And the sway of the breeze

And the quiet exhale of breathe

From tired lungs.

#reading under a tree #my poem #poem of the day #poemsbyme #long poem #poetry #poemsociety #short poem #spilled thoughts #stop and breathe #take a moment #live in this moment #solitude #breathe

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oncetherewasaprincessfromsparta · 1 year

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O Helen of Sparta

O Helen of Troy

You seek neither

And yet you are both

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oncetherewasaprincessfromsparta · 1 year

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Him

Him.

He’s the sun.

The smile that lights everything

(Though he always says that’s me)

He’s the mop of long blond hair

Tied in countless hairstyles

(Sometimes he lets me braid it)

He’s the one who holds the sky in his eyes

Possessing endless knowledge within

(And when he talks it’s the most captivating thing)

He’s the passion in every work of art, music and literature

(The mindless rants and praises are something we both delight in listening from the other)

He creates the most beautiful melodies

(He writes music for me to play)

He is my everything

(And I, his)

#my poem #poem of the day #poemsbyme #long poem #poetry #poemsociety #short poem #apollo #literature #music #art #erato #the muse erato #knowledge #cello #cello music

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oncetherewasaprincessfromsparta · 1 year

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It’s Not Real (But I Wish it Was)

I know it’s not real.

It’s never been real.

But when I’m alone

I can hold my sun

The light of my universe

That I met eons ago

In a land now dust.

I have a whole life there

Dearly beloved

With a sense of belonging.

I hate that feeling of reality

The tears that threaten to escape their confines

All when I realize

That the people that love me enough

to tear the world in two

Don’t even exist.

#a sequel to ‘my other family’#poem of the day #my poem #poemsbyme #sad poem #long poem #poetry #poemsociety #short poem #melpomene helped me write this :)#greek mythology #greek mythology poem #calliope #greek tragedy #apollo

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oncetherewasaprincessfromsparta · 1 year

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Withdrawals

You’re like a drug.

How I am addicted to your faux kindness,

How I feel the desperate need to escape you,

And how I feel the agonising want

For you to take the very pain away of which you caused.

Withdrawals are hard.

And this part I think

Is the hardest.

But

I think

Maybe

I might be better off without you.

#writing these took the pain from my heart #my poem #poem of the day #poemsbyme #sad poem #long poem #poetry #poemsociety #short poem #melpomene helped me write this :)#toxicity #toxic people #toxic frienship #toxic behavior #toxic relationship #toxic love #toxic traits

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oncetherewasaprincessfromsparta · 1 year

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I’m so Tired

When I was away from you,

I felt happier than I had in a long time.

No longer tired during the day

Or even long into the night.

But now your back.

Demanding answers.

And my heart hurts all over again.

All I tried to do was move away slowly.

But you couldn’t let that happen.

It’s a testament really,

To how little you care.

That you jump to think the absolute worst in me.

My heart throbs with each new message

Not enough to alert anyone to the abuse.

But enough to stab me

Over and over

And over again.

#toxic relationship #toxic behavior #toxic frienship #toxic people #toxicity #my poem #poem of the day #poemsbyme #sad poem #long poem #poetry #poemsociety #short poem #melpomene helped me write this :)#my heart hurts #i’m just tired #i’m done

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oncetherewasaprincessfromsparta · 2 years

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The Story of Medusa

Medusa’s Hymn

The first time I threw my life at you,

You welcomed me.

You opened your arms,

and smiled at my chastity.

And when I swore my life to you,

You embraced me.

Oh how things have changed.

Day by day,

I worked in your name.

And ensured that nothing I did for you,

Would ever be in vain.

You looked at my work,

And all that i’d done,

And you smiled,

As I relished in the sun.

Oh how little I knew.

So when the sea came for me,

I threw myself at you once more.

Hoping that you would lead me away from him,

Back to the shore.

Instead you watched,

In disgust still,

As you watched him take me,

Against my will.

Oh how naive I was.

When you looked at me,

As my hair hissed,

It was then that I knew,

That I would not be missed.

And when you threw me,

And my shattered remains,

That it was only I,

That suffered such pains.

Oh how I despise you.

And so i threw my anger,

At any man who dared trespass.

For any man here,

A jackass.

With a single look,

Straight into my eyes,

They turned to marble,

And thus was their demize.

Oh how I thought that was the end.

But as I unleashed my rage,

And turned these men to stone,

You sent a ‘hero’,

To help me ‘atone’.

You gave him a shield,

So polished and clear,

That you could see my reflection,

Without cause for fear.

And as I lay sleeping,

Two unborn children sat in my womb,

You had this so called ‘hero’,

Send me to my tomb.

Oh how my sisters wailed.

And then he picked up,

My severed head,

And placed it on that same shield,

To bring men to their end.

Alive I was taken,

Abused.

And now dead, still,

I was used.

Now finally,

He brought you the shield,

As a thanks for the gift,

that you let him wield.

And so there,

My head stays.

Centuries passed

The end of my days

Oh how this irony never ends.

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oncetherewasaprincessfromsparta · 2 years

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My Other Family

When I think about my family,

I don’t mean my two parents,

Nor my brother and sister.

I don’t even mean my dog.

I’m talking about my other family;

The family trapped in the pages of the books I’ve read.

The family decorated in colour on the TV I watch.

Even if it’s in the form of two demons and an Angel with six wings,

The devil and a witch,

A princess of fire and a thief with a cane,

A painter and a boy too obsessed with blue food,

Or even a psychologist who lost the ‘logist’.

None are from the same world,

But in my head, they jump from land to land.

Two demons convincing the Angel to rest.

The psychologist who now wears pigtails and carries a bat teaching the princess her independence.

The thief showing the painter how to play cards, trying to heal her broken soul from the trials that taxed her life.

That little boy and I covered in batter in the kitchen trying to recreate his mum's cookies.

A family that no one knows I have.

A family I talk to every day.

I was raised by angels and demons,

Princesses and queens,

Gods and mortals,

Joys and sorrows,

Creators and destroyers.

And they all continue to shape the very being I am today.

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oncetherewasaprincessfromsparta · 2 years

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When I am Older

When I am older

I will get three butterflies

Tattooed on my wrist

To symbolise all

The three times I went too far

Both marks on my skin

One made for beauty

One made to help me through Hell

But both born from pain

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