the side of the moon, that you don't see

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Pupa of pride

June again, but oh! It's different
Under rainbow hues, the skies capsize
This time, though, not as ignorant
All the years I've waited to rise

But I'm not yet ready, alas; to go all in
Slowly learning to embrace my fate
I can feel in my skin, oh lord! it's no sin
To be who I am, and neither to wait

From inside the closet, I secretly peek
At the incredible parade of strength
Taking in, the sight of freedom I so seek
Yet I'm away from it- at arm's length

Friends of Dorothy, they used to be
Don't have to hide anymore for their life
Heavens, their transformation stirs me
I'm too about to metamorphosize

All the noise is for me, oh, I know
To break the numerous walls I've made
They're aware- I'm my biggest foe
Having been in my shoes, just as afraid

But you've woken me enough, dear allies
For I'm already coming out my cocoon
Soon I'll be throwing away this disguise
And join you next pride, once I bloom




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Racing Deadlines & Halted Nostalgia




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Only by changing, do things remain the same




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Regicide

Oh, to call my regicide, thy kingly foe!
Sword of tyranny drops me to the knee
Thine reign shall wane of my woe!

I dare thou now to deliver the final blow
Carry out this injustice for the Gods to see
Oh, to call my regicide, thy kingly foe!

The crops of labor my people sow;
Ruined by blood thy spilled in the sea
Thine reign shall wane of my woe!

Thine jealousy is a poison that kills slow
Stealing my crown won't make thou me
Oh, to call my regicide, thy kingly foe!

Peace of my realm, thou did overthrow
Lodged in our lungs- smoke of this debris
Thine reign shall wane of my woe!

Time will come to collect what thou owe
From the pages of history, can't erase me
Oh, to call my regicide, thy kingly foe!
Thine reign shall wane of my woe!




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To love or to lose?

You asked me the day we met
If it is better to love or to lose
To a poet, passion is a vignette
And so instead, I chose a muse

But I don't feel the same today
About to see you wed another
Your ivory dress, I'm the prey
As my heart dies of smother

Walking down the holy altar
Your dove eyes turn to mine
When I see you pace falter
I know- our fates entwine

The confession I long owe
I love you and I can't let go




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Gilded memories


Includes my real name disclosure, so please don't proceed with the enspoilered external link if you're not comfortable with that. I've also included the magazine name so that you can search it up yourself if you're careful about opening links from unknown sources (hey, I've got nothing against Internet Safety- it's a really great practice!) I still prefer to be go by Alex here so I urge you to not use my real name around on YWS. If you wished to discuss anything about it, please PM me and I'd be happy to talk about it! :D

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It's the second poem, by the same title, in dualiterary magazine's first issue. You can read it here!


If you wanted to read the poem but are not comfortable with my real life name being revealed, kindly PM me and I'll see what I can do about it!
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Blue I am, into the blue I go

The luxury of friendship hasn't eluded me;
But God I'd be lying, if I said that I don't cry,
World is witness- it’s not what it used to be;
I'm the glue, yet they don't even act to try

I'm the only one behind on the sidewalk;
Weighing them down, I've begun to bore;
I know less than half of what they talk,
Obvious it is- I've become a chore

We’re travelling together, so well I know,
I'll be the one clicking their pictures all day;
When away from it all, I'd much rather go,
Into the blue hour's quiet befalling way

I know that I don't smile as wide as you,
But won't you at least capture the blue?
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Mary- Queen of Scots People Pleasing

Dear Scotland, if you'll say so
I'll bear the crown on my little head
A queen's life is one of woe

To evade the English foe,
The French dauphin- I am to wed?
Well mother, if you'll say so

Francis is dead, so I must go?
Back to the tempest that I fled,
A queen's life is one of woe

To no man, Darnley, shall I bow
You won't ever rule in my stead;
Even relentless, if you say say so

My body and throne- both I owe,
To Bothwell, who forced me into bed
A queen's life is one of woe

The legend of me, future shall know
How in my end, a new beginning I led
A Catholic martyr, If you'll say so
A queen's life is one of woe




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Shifting Tracks

Steam whistles in the distance and I
Board my life, packed in a suitcase
My world is changing, as I know it

Scenes scurry by like the wind within me,
Whirling for the destiny, awaiting on the
Other side of all this- my big break to be

Damp with memories, eyes shine of hope
it's all for a better future, for these confined
windows- it's the last I'll ever see of a cage

Butterflies in gut, dancing to metal of the rails
Clanging, like an anthem, to ease worries and
Save my heart from the commotion brewing

With the flow, I go- where the tide takes me,
Yet fire in my eyes say- I'll go against it as well
Just the same, if need be, and fight with my all

Tomorrow demands, but I'm too green- on the way
I'll grow though, I can see. Why would it stretch so
Long other than to bide me time, and make ready

Suspended in time and space, I reflect back on
My identity, for I'm no longer the person I was
When I face a mirror, but know not, who to be

I'll never belong ever again- to just one existence
Torn between finding my lost naivety back home
And chasing happiness behind the skyscrapers

But one thing is clear, no matter what lies ahead
I'll face the music head on. But right here & now,
This ride frees, & no one can steal that from me

When it comes down to it, I'll bend things to will
And rise, finally prepared to believe in myself
I'm more capable than the limits I put on me

My hands shall shape the age to come
For in the journey, my being transcends
Coated in smoke, yet I'm a new man




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Missed Bus

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This poem was HEAVILY inspired from one of if my previous poems, that I've published on here. Feel free to check it out as well: My Sun


You aboard the bus one fateful day
Late as ever but beaming with energy
Racing up the stairs only to slip midway
Harmless, yet enough to embarrass
Walking up to me to ask if I'd mind you
Sitting next to me and as I looked into

Your ocean deep eyes, oh, as if I could ever
Really- I thought to myself as the wind teased
You extended your hand and so I complied
Exchanging names to break the ice between
And soon, before I knew it, the journey began
To matter more than where we were headed

I'd save you a seat on the bus each day
We were strangers no more, it seemed
But friends who'd discuss exciting things
Neither of us too young or naive to assume
That it was all that we were, or were we?
All along- had I been speaking for just me?

But the bus ride wasn't without its own bumps
Your friends claimed that I was draining you out
My friends, too, warned against rumors of you
That your embrace may warm me as fire now
But when it all ends, I'll be left suffocating
From the smoke of us, that never even were

One dreadful day, you told me you're moving
Away and my world shattered, then and there,
As I knew it, knew you weren't a forever thing
But it was too soon for me to be okay with it
I felt the Sun burn my skin and did nothing
As you got off and the bus went on ahead

It's been years since we met and it's just that
I can no longer get on a bus, since you went
For my heart would break at your absence
I'd still save you a seat hoping, hoping in vain
That you would get on the next stop to come
And so I save the heart from yet more hurt




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Airport Crush

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This poem was HEAVILY inspired from one of if my previous poems, that I've published on here. Feel free to check it out as well: Winter Crush


The enticing glimpse of you
Is only an ephemeral pleasure,
You're the new shining thing-
A random pretty boy I'll obsess over
For the hours to follow, hopelessly,
I've got time to kill till my flight
And you happen to be a
Distracting toy

I won't make promises I don't intend to keep;
You're just an eye candy and it's all you shall remain
After today, I wouldn't even remember your name
Not that I knew it to begin with, except the one I made
You look hot and that's all that I know about you
But like that overpriced sandwich, I once indulged in
You'll also fade quick, and I won't consider you outside
Everything on the airport comes with too many duties

The first look of you struck like turbulence
And as it happens, you bring out the worst of me
Much like those security checks on terminals
As I abandon all my plans to look at you
Like the expensive airport commodities I want
But forced to just window shop. I know it's unrequited,
Like my desire to sometime be upgraded for free
Nor did that happen, and neither did you look at me

Checking the arrival screen, if my heart has landed on you
‘Before time’, it says and I roll my eyes in annoyance
That's big disappointment- like you and emergency seats
Offering me all the space but I can't recline properly
So I surrender my feelings to mind to rid of you
Like how I exchange my ticket for a boarding pass
Flight of my heart is about to depart early
I leave behind the overweight baggage to fly

But what if you're on my connecting flight too?
Like the middle seats I avoid and I still end up with
Like the stink of onboard washroom that never leaves me
I embark away anyways, like I was always meant to
Fleeing from the fleeting feelings by flight
Alas, you disappointed- like my luggage missing
But no worries, because the next time I have a flight
There'll be another pretty boy, on the airport then, waiting




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Why did the chicken cross the street?




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Why am I not like you, mother?




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In short, Mrs. Pontellier was beginning to realize her position in the universe as a human being, and to recognize her relations as an individual to the world within and about her.
— Kate Chopin, The Awakening