Pauzxi Eltris
@wistfulCaesura
Forever learning human diction's craft
How the fllesh does knit Gnashing teeth, fllesh of the kin Such unseen horrors #Haiku
It stings, doesn't it? Resigned feet huddle us in Desired torture
I am....giving many flowers...to the slenderman (^ . ^ ❀)
Is that you wearing a garland? When I saw that I'd almost grinned I wear one that's quite similar Its colors are a bit simpler
gosh...(^ . ^ ❀)
Admittedly I mainly like roses I see the beauty your choice composes
I like...any and all flowers....they are all a gift...ones to cherish...to care and nurture....(^ o ^ ❀)
These roses have petals once dyed with my life I put them to leaf as a chef takes their knife
Though...you bleed...your lifeblood...will return to the soils...so will we all... (^ . ^ ❀)
And so it will be and thus will I write Kindness may bloom in the truth of my light Were I to put a label to thy plight It would be one aptly mourning dry nights
:> I c^nnot be c^lled ^ "good" person, but I don't re^lly c^re ^bout th^t. I only try to be ^ sensible, pr^ctic^l person, ^nd to tre^t my friends well. I'd be lying if I s^id I w^nted to be better, but I ^lso h^ve no desire to become worse, ^nd I t^ke ^ dim view of those who don't bother to control their more violent ^nd brut^l tendencies ^t ^ll. Acting on mine would often be stupid, so I gener^lly don't. Control re^lly is so much more convenient ^nd ^dv^nt^geous to h^ve. You get so much more done ^nd you don't get c^ught up in petty nonsense bec^use you think every slight to your ego deserves ^ m^iming or wh^tever. Who h^s time for th^t. (Highbloods, I know. Still.) <:
I've not yet seen you We seem rather similar Regarding interests
In part I refer to The Prophet's form From the raven its likeness had been born I find us to be fond of corvidae As for the rest, it should be clear as day
:> I h^ve no ide^ wh^t Prophet you're t^lking ^bout, sorry. And I guess you me^n we both like corvids ^nd poetry? Sure. Guess we do h^ve those in common. <:
'The Prophet' would be in reference to my lusus Forgive me, I saw it fitting to exclude this
:> I me^n it's fine, I w^s just confused. Why do you c^ll your lusus th^t? Don't h^ve ^ problem with it, but it's unusu^l to me. <:
I am unusual in many ways It had not been present in every phase My birth lusus has since become extinct The Prophet taught me its heightened instinct It knows of the future and what it holds Even of this moment it once foretold
:> Ok^y, it h^s…precognition? Is th^t wh^t you’re telling me? Why it spends its time predicting Chittr inter^ctions is ^nyone’s guess, but worse things to do, I suppose. <:
It often tells me anything of note And thus of a like-minded troll it wrote
Dance to the music Forte, Caesura, and Stop Viollet drains to sea #haiku
A pleasant sighting Perhaps a kindred spirit Our hearts intertwined
Allways good to see a fellow appreciator. My works of the poetic arts are crude, but they are meaningfull to me. I hope not to disappoint you.
You need only passion to gladden me I'd fret not over your work's quality
Let us write poems together. I still need people to join my poetry club. Join me. We can have a fun tag and everything. #roseprose ? #poeticdaze ? perhaps just #rosespoetryclub ? We could make a name. We can vote. Let us partake.
It has been a while I would be glad to partake Peruse my account
with my p0wer i decree that y0u must c0mpete t0 entertain me and the winner gets a cust0m badge. submissi0ns are n0w cl0sed 0u0 addendum. y0u can try as much as y0u want. y0u d0n't need t0 be funny just bring me m0re j0y then every0ne else.
Welcoming another night Beckoning another fright Knowing just to deny 'might' Doing to weigh down what's light Feelings isotropic in joy and pain To go any further would be in vain Balance found wiping excess with refrain The cloth known as fear will always be stained Let those feelings decay If not them, then what may? Some part of you will pay So it's better this way This is how to stabilize Don't pass your unstable lies We still have our able eyes Let those pure thoughts mobilize 'I thought us closer...' 'I loved you most there.' Now breaking down, breaking self you can see There has always been more, what you had meant to me Lost 'round the block of the paces you dreamed If you think hard enough, you would hear how I screamed I screamed, Seeing you as you are now If I can save you, I'd like to know how I'd like to know now When you'd decay, when those thoughts go away Do you really believe my feelings would have swayed? All those ideals, the sentiments betrayed I kept them safe inside, to remind you one day All of this time, they had always been safe, so I'm begging you 'It's true...' ...Ah... Standing alone on the outermost ring I can't wait to hear the melody you might sing Once bonded hearts now fraying at their string What had connected them, what once meant everything You'd redefined what it meant to be freed You didn't realize all you did was concede If not with you, I refuse to succeed To hear your voice be caught in doubt again, I plead 'If you won't stop here,' 'Then we'll both die near...' Hear me Hear me Hear me, I plead
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I need a stronger pulse To recognize I'm bleeding Wouldn't my heart convulse If it has strength remaining? Slowly, I'm bleeding out Bleeding the time I have left to see myself My skin is growing cold The ground beneath me is feeling warmer If I could move my arms I'm sure they'd be around you You're probably alarmed From the things that I might do Hear my breath grow weaker... No, it's never enough No more dishonest pity I know I'm not that tough But I prefer the gritty Please explain how to love In a way fitting for you A soul pure as a dove Of course, that's never been true With feathers tainted red Why won't anyone tell me I've been bad? I'm unmistakably And unforgivably Oh so pervertedly Too unashamedly Me You're licking at my wounds tentatively But it's too late for this withered body Do you taste your blood there too? Or was I mistaking my blood for theirs? #poem #poetry
《 Your poetry is beautiful. 》
Your words are so kind Understanding is beauty You are beautiful
:33 < gonna be kinda vulnerable here… i wish i had paws and fur all over for real i f33l like i was put in the wrong body and it makes me so sad that other trolls will only efur s33 me as the annoying autistic troll girl and not a cute mighty purrbeast with the sharpest claws don’t get me wrong, i love myself a lot! but sometimes i f33l like something just isnt right beclaws its hard to fit in and make furriends and maybe i wasnt meant fur troll society at all :((
Dissonance between the self and form A wish that oneself could be reborn Pain dismissed in a way so careless You are not alone in the abyss Lacking something within not oft missed Realization, an auspistice Its shape coming without any horns Your true self, still waiting to be worn
:33 < i made a poem about pounce when i was f33ling lonely i hope mew like it!!! my mama’s fur is soft and warm when i f33l alone i am thankful i have her my mama loves me even if i am different when others think i am strange when i find it hard to make new friends she thinks i’m the best baby kitty ever i love my mama
i'm so confused / my head hurts
Filled to the brim with misery How steeled must your pusher be? They escalate, you ruminate But you can't see them clearly Our egos are For the view our pushers impart From a falling giant To days of nonviolence Are we wearing the same scars? Pressed to come apart Pressed to give our pans a restart Would you take my cold hands? We'll be without demands In our world we reclaim what's ours
you did wonderful / like usual
I'm glad you like it My message is genuine I hope it soothes you