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14.4k · Mar 2018
Bird
lyka Mar 2018
The first time she looked up
She fell in love with the sky
Her heart reaching higher
The only answer was to fly

So she made wings of her heart
Carved dreams into feathers
Bid farewell to earth
And fluttered towards ether

But gravity loved her too
Had no intention to let go
Pulled her firmly to the ground
And broke her wings in woe
11.3k · Sep 2019
09.11.19
lyka Sep 2019
I sold my soul to poetry
And never looked back
But now every relationship
Is a writing prompt
Every trauma, a metaphor
8.0k · Feb 2020
02.08.20
lyka Feb 2020
Bury me in the warmth of your embrace
Drown me in the scent of something like home
Carry my fears into whispers of forever
Hold me til I question if I was ever broken at all
2.1k · Feb 2018
I Try Not To Write About You
lyka Feb 2018
Poetry is when I play interpreter to my heart
Fumbling to find the right words
Stumbling to convey love beyond a four letter word
A million things get lost in translation
I inscribe loneliness most times
Happiness she prefers left unwritten
And you, she'd rather kept hidden
But I know you from all the unintended traces that spill unto everything she says
I try not to write about you
Or at least eclipse you in between the lines
But it's impossible when you're the one all her words are meant for
1.6k · Jul 2017
Hands
lyka Jul 2017
I did not ask to be held together
Nor to be pulled through the dark
I only hoped to be warm for a moment
To linger a while longer in your heart
1.4k · Feb 2022
Fragile
lyka Feb 2022
I hate that it takes
so little to break me
That I have to struggle daily
to rebuild every small piece
Becoming more fragile
with each attempt
Knowing that every effort
will not make me unbroken
1.2k · Jan 2023
Ice Cream
lyka Jan 2023
He knew
he could melt me
with a touch
Dipped his fingers
into my darkness
Burnt his hand
with the pieces still on fire
With a tarred finger
in his mouth
He declared me
sweet
1.1k · May 2018
Deep Blue
lyka May 2018
I was the ocean
And she was space
Two restless souls
Trying to find their place

One created blackholes
In between her stars
The other drowned sailors
Who ventured too far

Two divergent spirits
But for fate or some reason
For a few fleeting moments
They meet in the horizon
1.1k · May 2019
Mother
lyka May 2019
I beg her to stop hurting me
As she digs the knife deeper
Telling me she loves me
Telling me she knows better

I beg her, 'Mama please'
But she's not listening anymore
In her eyes, I am only child
Still a child and nothing more
919 · Apr 2017
Notebook
lyka Apr 2017
fill me with  your soul
spill unto me every thought
every sickness  of the heart
one by one
we'll take them apart
and piece by  piece
we'll rebuild you whole
779 · Dec 2018
Smoke
lyka Dec 2018
I got high
on his secondhand smoke
Jealous of the cigarette
between his lips
Like a bull raging
towards all his red flags
In death, I wondered
how his lips would taste
779 · Apr 2018
Shored
lyka Apr 2018
I grew up
by the seashore
Never learning
how to swim
Saw sunrise
turn to sunset
As the lazy waves
turned in

Years of watching
the horizon
Spent changing
with the tides
The ocean breeze
still pulled me home
The deep blue
still mystified
744 · Dec 2018
12.08
lyka Dec 2018
I wish kindness finds you
And proves sincerity exists
That happiness can be found
And that love
can still make the world go round
668 · Jul 2022
Home
lyka Jul 2022
I built myself a home in places
That people called temporary living space
Taped pictures in the walls
While they kept clothes in suitcases

I nestled my heart right in its corners
Nevermind the boxes left unpacked
Stayed there even as the lights turned off
Hopelessly waiting for someone to comeback
616 · Oct 2018
Safe
lyka Oct 2018
There were words meant to be said
And actions needed to be taken
But we both choose to be safe
Than risk being forsaken
529 · Feb 2021
02.02.21
lyka Feb 2021
I was promised
too many things
all at once
That when they broke it
one by one
I didn't notice
until it was all gone
479 · Jan 2021
Incredible Love
lyka Jan 2021
I was raised learning
that an incredible love
amounted to an equally
incredible guilt
towards the choices
that are made in our names
the opportunities missed
and the dreams abandoned

I was taught to apologize
to that love
long before I understood
what I was apologizing for
never once asking
where the limits of my
incredible guilt stood
when to stop nor if I could
451 · Aug 2017
Easy
lyka Aug 2017
Show a little kindness
Shine a little light
When you're used to the darkness
Anyone can seem like Mr. Right
434 · Dec 2018
12.03
lyka Dec 2018
I wish
I was brave
enough for all
the "what ifs"
in my mind
393 · Feb 2018
Watching Through the Snow
lyka Feb 2018
I had a dream once of not so long ago
Of a girl standing still in the middle of the snow
White flakes covered every corner of my view
But I always found her like she was someone I knew

She seemed so familiar with her blood shot eyes
She looked like she'd been crying her entire life
Pale skin covered in wounds and lined by scars
Neon signs blindingly painful even from afar

My entire being desperately ached after her
Every cell screaming, "Don't let her suffer!"
I wanted to hold her, dry all her tears
Tell her there was nothing she should ever fear

But move I could not, not a single step
And words couldn't escape, not even my breath
I struggled hopelessly to be by her side
Thinking that if I didn't, she might have to die

Angry tears threatened, urging me to fight
But then she faded away, out of my sight
Suddenly I could move again but it was now too late
I wasn't able to save the girl from her terrible fate

I fall to the ground heaving, feeling an awful pain
It felt like lightning cursing through my veins
And then there was blood in my now pale complexion
Only then had I known, I was looking at my reflection
This was something I originally wrote during high school and posted years ago on another platform. I recently revised it, so now it feels like a collaboration between my 16 and 23 year old self. This is one of my favorites so thank you for reading :)
391 · Dec 2017
Calamity
lyka Dec 2017
When the sadness no longer comes in waves you've kept ashore

but a building tsunami seconds from wiping away every city you've built

Sanity tells you to run to the mountains

to find help, find shelter

but you've already made up you're mind to drown before it even hits you

Because that is how you've survived for so long

by keeping your heart underwater and drowning out the sound of it breaking.
I tell her to swim while I drown myself
377 · May 2017
leave
lyka May 2017
If you're not going to stay
Might as well not start at all
While my heart is still unmarked
While my soul is still whole

Leave now
While I still have a grip on the pieces of me that want to go with you

Leave now
While I'm still capable of knowing that nobody survives a fall

Leave now
Because another second more
Is already too many seconds longer
And I am too vulnerable to fight this
There is no in between
366 · Apr 2017
frustrations
lyka Apr 2017
My father has a quiet strength
so quiet
that you forget it's even there
so quiet
that I mistake it for silence
Silence in the midst
of my brother's threats
Silence made louder
by my mother's own voice
Loud, opinionated,
well-meaning, hurtful
My mother speaks too many words
All at once
Without pauses in between
to let anyone else in
No spaces left to tell
your side of the story
Forcing you towards conclusions,
leaving you gasping
My sister,
she wears her heart on her sleeve
Honest, flawed,
every piece meant to be adored
And she shines a little too bright
And hurts a little too much
She is a lot like our mother
and like her,  
hurts without meaning to
My brother on the other end,
is a lot like me
Putting up walls
in places that do not need them
Thinking that the world rejects,
when we are the ones
that refuse to let it in
The part of me that finds familiarity
symphatizes and despises him both
And I,
selfish and lonely,
continues to break for him
For them
For me
357 · Nov 2018
11.25
lyka Nov 2018
i get tired
getting caught up in you
fall asleep
to replays of our conversations
you push me around
all tattered and blue
and still I run back
to infatuation
354 · Jan 2018
Clockwork
lyka Jan 2018
Wednesday mornings
are for 6am drives
while screaming along
to Beyonce

Friday nights
are for 4-cheese burgers
with extra large fries
AND a large coke

8am weekdays
are for dad jokes
and eye rolling puns

And Monday nights
are for senseless soul speak
and everything in between

Boring routines are built upon
spending and wasting time with people who make you forget the time
noun.
:the system of moving wheels inside something that makes its parts move
352 · Apr 2018
Puzzle
lyka Apr 2018
I broke off my heart
trying to give you back
the pieces that you've lost
346 · May 2017
Nightmare
lyka May 2017
because in my dreams
you were hit by a moving car
mauled by a large animal
died a million violent deaths

And yet

I still find myself woken up
heart pounding against my ribs
inconsolably sobbing to your demise
utterly and completely terrified

Because deep down

I know

That hate
is not the lost of love
indifference is

Hate is the malevolent version of love
like how a blackhole
is nothing more but a dead star
337 · Apr 2017
Remembering a stranger
lyka Apr 2017
In a world populated by billions
I am but a face among others
Another child among thousands
One more soul through eternity

My voice is a silent whisper
In the stream of life's orchestra
Along with the rest who slowly perish
So will my name be forgotten

But as the boat reaches its shore
I think of strings, a silent prayer
A single deed changes another life
And a stranger's story is rewritten
Published this is poetfreak before.
330 · May 2017
Space
lyka May 2017
You were an asteriod
and I a lonely planet
And for a brief while
gravity pulled us together
But
just
before
collision
You stopped falling
'I'm afraid of being happy', was the last thing he said
306 · Jul 2017
07.23
lyka Jul 2017
The once all-consuming thought of you
is now nothing but a rare interruption
and of the spaces you used to fill out
I've made plans for a renovation
303 · May 2017
#9
lyka May 2017
#9
It begins with a simple 'Hi', a smile, a single look
For a fleeting moment, yeah, that's all it took
Your whole life wondering what is what, where is where
And suddenly you just knew, everything's there
Found this in between the pages of my micro notes :)
303 · May 2018
She's Okay
lyka May 2018
She'll be okay once she cries it out
Like pushing your fingers down your throat
She just needs to let it all out then she'll feel better

She'll be okay, she's a really good liar
Her parents can't even tell
Sometimes even she doesn't know the truth herself

She'll be okay when they leave
She doesn't even like staying herself
She'll probably leave first before everyone else

Don't worry, she'll be okay on her own
You know she's very strong
She's been doing this on her own for very long
293 · Jan 2018
Poem
lyka Jan 2018
It seems I write best
when I am a little broken
The cracks allowing escape
of feelings unspoken
Getting by one poem at a time
292 · May 2018
First Dance
lyka May 2018
Soft limbs and fragile hearts
As we glided in each others arms
Timid steps, a secret art
Shaky hands that hold me warm

One step forward, two steps back
A few stumbles in between
A prayer they won't change the track
As our shadows slowly close in
287 · Apr 2017
in media res
lyka Apr 2017
2am cups of coffee
and scattered paper sheets
plastic rimmed glasses
summer night's heat
283 · Jun 2019
06.20.19
lyka Jun 2019
Good girl will forget
                 the mistakes you've made
Good girl will forget
                 the tears she'd shed
Good girl will forget
                 how many women you've laid
Good girl will forget
                 that night she bled
277 · Aug 2017
Jave
lyka Aug 2017
I will not tell you to stop being sad or that there is no need to worry because you and I know that depression and anxiety don't work that way. Telling someone to stop being sad is like telling someone with OCD to stop locking the door 36 times or telling someone with asthma to "just breathe". Pure and utter *******. So instead, I will tell you to cry, cry until you've created an ocean of the abyss that lives within you. Wallow in self pity, swim with your sadness and dive in all that negativity. Just keep in mind that what I'm telling you is to swim, not sink. Keep swimming, swim as far as you can, swim until your body aches with fatigue, until your muscles cramp or until you get sick of the water. Then when you've decided you've had enough, comeback to the shore and there I'll be waiting.  Once we've dried you off, I will rebuild you with donuts and icecream.
For the pineapple to my watermelon.
271 · Jun 2019
06.02.19
lyka Jun 2019
Why must I look into your eyes
And ask where I stand
In front of you
where you can't see me
Beside you
where I am forgotten
Or behind her
as a shadow you can neglect
271 · Sep 2019
09.01.19
lyka Sep 2019
I place my hands above yours
Careful not to crush you
With the weight of my being
I let you make the choice
To intertwine our stories
So that if you pull apart
I will have nothing to let go of
271 · Apr 2018
Nice
lyka Apr 2018
Weak boy in disguise
Let me tell you why you’re not nice
See my body, from head to toe
Is my property and no means no
Whatever I put on my face
Does not entitle you to get on my case
And whatever outfit I decide to wear
Is not an invitation for you to stare
So do not assume, give no advice
I owe you nothing just because you’re “nice”
There is no playing hard to get
No only “jerks” can get me wet
I make my own decisions
I have my own mind
So ******* with the criticisms
If you would be so kind
269 · Jan 2018
January
lyka Jan 2018
Beginnings start at the end
And at 23,
there is still a lot of growing up to go
A few more stumbles
A lot more mistakes
Some tears
but hopefully less heartbreaks

So take it slow
and start where you are
Life is short
but the end is still far
Take risks and make memories
Don't waste any on empty worries

And live each day in all of its glory
Live as the heroine of your story
267 · Jan 2019
Seawitch
lyka Jan 2019
Mermaid pick a voice
that's more than nice
Find someone who'll listen
throughtout the night
Maybe he'll drown
your sorrows instead
By the end of this story
Maybe you won't be dead
I know she became bubbles :)
267 · Jun 2018
06.21
lyka Jun 2018
You must've finally broken
when after all these years,
you just sit down and wait
for the tears to come when
even your body is done
squeezing your heart dry
266 · Sep 2020
09.30.20
lyka Sep 2020
Time flows
And all wounds
are supposed to heal
But I am still here
I am still her.
266 · Sep 2017
New Again
lyka Sep 2017
I am never the same person twice, different from who I was yesterday
I've made a habit of breaking and rebuilding numerous times

So do not worry about returning the pieces you've taken

Like cells slowly replacing every inch of my skin
There will be parts of me you would have never been
265 · Oct 2020
10.02.20
lyka Oct 2020
You should have just taught me how to smoke
Instead of things like how to drive and cook my favorite food
That way I could’ve simply tried to give up a bad habit
The same way you gave me up
Even good memories can turn rotten
264 · Nov 2021
11.07.21
lyka Nov 2021
I am certain
that we will find each other
in our next lifetime
and the ones after that
But **** the Gods still
for not giving us this one
#gods
264 · Apr 2018
Honesty
lyka Apr 2018
We expect
the same sincerity
we’re not
willing to give
Waiting for
someone else
to hand us
the courage to live
260 · Jun 2019
06.09.19
lyka Jun 2019
I am sorry
that my hugs
can be suffocating.
It's not always
because I'm scared
to let you go.
Sometimes,
I am just trying
to hold myself
together.
257 · Mar 2018
Defenseless
lyka Mar 2018
I stand at the edge
refusing to fall
I was being defiant
by not answering your call
Because I was afraid
Because I was trying to be brave
Because that moment you reached out
Deep down, I knew wanted to cave
Into
You
Into every promise
I'm too scared to trust
Into everything
I claimed to be weakness
But
You
You see right through my fraud
And you disarm me with your smile
Strip away my facade
And I am left defenseless everytime
For the stubborn romantics
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