Keteᛕ He/Him/His Posted January 22 Posted January 22 ooooooo... poems! I'm officially following this. Spoiler You see them above, rising more. You envy. Then they show flaws, flawlessly exploited by you. Elated, you now rise. Now you. Elated you, by exploitation flawlessly. Flaws shown. They then envy your aboveness more. Rise, they see you. 1
Ink and Embers Any pronouns Posted January 23 Author Posted January 23 9 hours ago, Kaladist said: ooooooo... poems! I'm officially following this. Reveal hidden contents You see them above, rising more. You envy. Then they show flaws, flawlessly exploited by you. Elated, you now rise. Now you. Elated you, by exploitation flawlessly. Flaws shown. They then envy your aboveness more. Rise, they see you. Thanks! I love the dramatic ketek!!! 1
Keteᛕ He/Him/His Posted January 23 Posted January 23 6 hours ago, Ink and Embers said: Thanks! I love the dramatic ketek!!! Thanks! I figured I'd write a ketek for an English class poetry assignment.... and BOOM! I just kept writing keteks! Check out I'm Kaladist! to see more of my keteks. WARNING: there is a big KoWT spoiler poem. 1
Ink and Embers Any pronouns Posted March 7 Author Posted March 7 I forgot this existed and need to get back into writing poetry I might post some non-poems soon though Spoiler I apologise for the interruption I apologise for bothering you I apologise for thinking of this I apologise on behalf of you I apologise for my clumsiness I apologise for my request I apologise for my manners I apologise for my best I apologise for breathing I apologise for the waste I apologise for existence And I'm sorry for taking up space 2
Usseewa ✾ They♡Them ✾ Posted March 13 Posted March 13 On 3/7/2026 at 2:09 AM, Through the Living Ink said: I forgot this existed and need to get back into writing poetry I might post some non-poems soon though Hide contents I apologise for the interruption I apologise for bothering you I apologise for thinking of this I apologise on behalf of you I apologise for my clumsiness I apologise for my request I apologise for my manners I apologise for my best I apologise for breathing I apologise for the waste I apologise for existence And I'm sorry for taking up space oh yeah I forgot abt this but I loved it 1
Ink and Embers Any pronouns Posted March 13 Author Posted March 13 21 minutes ago, Through The Living Girl said: oh yeah I forgot abt this but I loved it Thank you very much!!! That means a lot.
Verdance he/him Posted March 13 Posted March 13 (edited) On 10/12/2025 at 2:17 AM, Through the Living Ink said: Hi! I occasionally write poetry and I wanted to post some on here! Feedback appreciated! These are so good! Your writing style is so inspiring! Edited March 13 by Through The Living Grass 1
CoderDrag0n8 He/They Posted March 16 Posted March 16 On 3/6/2026 at 11:09 PM, Through the Living Ink said: I forgot this existed and need to get back into writing poetry I might post some non-poems soon though Hide contents I apologise for the interruption I apologise for bothering you I apologise for thinking of this I apologise on behalf of you I apologise for my clumsiness I apologise for my request I apologise for my manners I apologise for my best I apologise for breathing I apologise for the waste I apologise for existence And I'm sorry for taking up space well ya shouldn't be *hmph*
Ink and Embers Any pronouns Posted March 16 Author Posted March 16 On 3/13/2026 at 5:29 PM, Through The Living Grass said: These are so good! Your writing style is so inspiring! Thank you so so much!!! 6 hours ago, Through The Living Coder said: well ya shouldn't be *hmph* *smiles* Thank you *hugs* Having remembered this existed, here is a piece of prose I wrote! I was experimenting with seeing how descriptive I could make my writing in a story, so it may be utterly unintelligible. Feedback appreciated!! Spoiler The air tastes like metal, cold and sharp and unyielding. Unfamiliar. When you live staring at a mirror, you do not notice when it becomes a statue, yet you change anyway. Every way. Once a blessing, twice a curse. Your body can mould to the blade or grow spines of its own. "You never told me." A stranger's voice; it sounds like home. I expected your words but that does not mean I know you. I can feel the ripples without seeing the stone that fell. Blue is summer but blue is ice and you are in a thousand of my nightmares as the creature at their cores. Is a story worth the price if no one will listen? Will its tears grow new roots, or will they fall unnoticed among the dark oceans that sweep around your chest? "You never asked," the words like pebbles, clattering remnants of a life fragmented by time and loss. Everything echoes but grows softer with age. Fear was a shivering creature in the edges of your eyes, while I cupped mine in calloused hands and watched as it sagged and deteriorated until feathers became dust. I know what I became. I cannot say the same for you. Cold whispers through cracks and gaps and breaks. It bites like a beloved pet turned wild. I did not understand cold before now, when incorporeal hands snatch at my sleeves and fall away, leaving afterimages of frost and tombs. The tea I left on the table does not steam anymore, yet eternity has passed between every tick of the faded clock. I could reach through eternity and you would not be there. Would I be reaching for you in the first place, or for the mask you left propped at the table, many indistinguishable years ago? A scare-crow - no, a scare-fear. Enough to fool the most fleeting of thoughts, but never to replace real flesh and heart. It feels yesterday you were scars and screams and blood only for you now to hide your wounds far from this kitchen, paper and cloth instead. Perhaps you are another delusion, another shadow twisted into a leering face. Perhaps this is as real as you are and I do not recognise you enough to tell. Who are you? Who am I, without your words to define me? You leave with the night, spraying silver showers from your boots as though your departure has shaken down the stars. They are left in shards for me to pick up. I do not think I can piece this many back together. 2
Ink and Embers Any pronouns Posted April 11 Author Posted April 11 And, once again, I remember this exists! Here's an unnecessarily flowery poem I wrote Spoiler Icarus Too close, too far, fell, rose, burned Mountains freeze over, seats of the gods, so what melted your wings? The sun will not hold your ambition in embrace Winds burns, though: strips your reddened flesh That which was supposed to be salvation instead executioner Fire and water are both death here; opposites are just ignorance Fly too high - light imbues you with flame Feathers flake with the radiance of a falling angel You become the sun and though you are glorious you are consumed Feel the drip of wax slipping through your palms; know Wings sweating away their cohesion, shedding protection Too bright, too warm, too close to ascension, too far from humanity. But fly too low, and mortality hides there too You would never have had to do this if only they listened Salt spray in the joints, immobile, paralysing Keep your head down and forget how to fly Would it be forgetting or freeing, You own inaction pinning you like a butterfly to a page of the erased? Caution does not kill in most myths. The cautious don't get myths. Amid searing and freezing, starkness and sound: Die from security or live eternally an error? Will they take your story as warning or hope? 2
Verdance he/him Posted April 14 Posted April 14 On 4/11/2026 at 2:32 AM, Ink and Embers said: And, once again, I remember this exists! Here's an unnecessarily flowery poem I wrote Hide contents Icarus Too close, too far, fell, rose, burned Mountains freeze over, seats of the gods, so what melted your wings? The sun will not hold your ambition in embrace Winds burns, though: strips your reddened flesh That which was supposed to be salvation instead executioner Fire and water are both death here; opposites are just ignorance Fly too high - light imbues you with flame Feathers flake with the radiance of a falling angel You become the sun and though you are glorious you are consumed Feel the drip of wax slipping through your palms; know Wings sweating away their cohesion, shedding protection Too bright, too warm, too close to ascension, too far from humanity. But fly too low, and mortality hides there too You would never have had to do this if only they listened Salt spray in the joints, immobile, paralysing Keep your head down and forget how to fly Would it be forgetting or freeing, You own inaction pinning you like a butterfly to a page of the erased? Caution does not kill in most myths. The cautious don't get myths. Amid searing and freezing, starkness and sound: Die from security or live eternally an error? Will they take your story as warning or hope? Wait no stop it this is my life lmao /j this is so cool 1
Ink and Embers Any pronouns Posted April 14 Author Posted April 14 14 hours ago, Verdance said: Wait no stop it this is my life lmao /j this is so cool Thank you very very very much!!!!!!!! Spoiler In my head it was an allegory for being trans, but I tried to leave it as open to interpretation as possible
Ink and Embers Any pronouns Posted May 14 Author Posted May 14 Once again, I remembered this exists It's a song! No clue about titles yet though Spoiler I thought it would end there I thought this would be the one But I hate that we still have a chance I hate that you haven't run Can we say it's over? Can the nightmares be of past? Can we say the world we want Is seen in the looking glass? Can we make this matter without needing this? We didn't die as heroes and I don't want the alternative It's okay to go to sleep I don't need you to fight these battles for me When did the world become your priority? Nothing is perfect, honey Can we say this is the world we choose? Can we live without fighting it? We didn't die as heroes, and I don't want the alternative Can we just stop? Can we let go? Can we leave this to the kids Before they usurp our thrones? I don't want to be a villain But that's the way the story goes ... right? Can we say this world is good enough And we don't need a crusade? I don't want our perfection to fall to a facade Can we stop running, before there's nothing left to give? Because we didn't die as heroes and I fear the alternative
Ink and Embers Any pronouns Posted May 26 Author Posted May 26 (edited) Spoiler What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for the twist of a smile Are you waiting for the painless laughs Are you waiting for the promise of a rainbow Except Noah's arc held two humans, man and woman, So you will never be one of the spared. Or are you waiting for the sudden flick of amber In the form of a sunset walk on a sick stomach In the form of striped socks left in changing rooms In the form of larvae cracking out of a fossil Except this feels new to you, and appearances can be deceptive So the scientists will never find the spinning in which your soul will reside. Are you waiting for the bending promise of green And the poles planted for supporting new shoots And the glint of jade on a headpiece historians couldn't place And the bright pre-dawn flash promising a new start and a new vision Except this is waiting still, for lights you cannot control So you still sing and dance and clap on your taut puppet strings. What are you waiting for? Trust? Pain? Acceptance? You shovel dirt over your secrets Like someone who has not realised unexplained gravestones draw more questions than truth Like someone's funeral that guests have not realised isn't a wedding Like you are desperately hoping something will grow from your corpse Except your flesh sloughs rotten from your own bones onto baked concrete So you tighten your helmet and cycle onward to the next red light Cautiously called "Green Light" for now Edited May 26 by Ink and Embers Spag
Verdance he/him Posted May 26 Posted May 26 Im going to hyperfixate on the title before I actually read this +1 reputation for using the correct color. Green beats out everything else every time, obviously also, is this a Great Gatsby reference? The ‘green light’ is constantly used as symbolism in that book for hope and far off dreams in an ecclesiastical vanity of a world, hope that persists even when life feels shallow and meaningless. i hate to ‘erm actually’ you, but there were eight in noah’s ark. Noah, his wife, his three sons, and their three wives. Forgive me if this is terribly rude, but is that supposed to be an enby angst sort of thing? If so, the above paragraph doesn’t take away from it, its still an excellent metaphor. I just did a noah’s ark poem so this is an interesting juxtaposition those closing lines feel very familiar to me. Prove to me I am a seed planted and not a corpse buried. Prove to me my life isn’t over before its began. Prove to me my hope isn’t just me lying to myself, that there’s some other reason than ‘people care about me’ that i deserve to exist. 1
Keteᛕ He/Him/His Posted May 26 Posted May 26 47 minutes ago, Verdance said: i hate to ‘erm actually’ you, but there were eight in noah’s ark. Noah, his wife, his three sons, and their three wives. ANIMALS ARE PEOPLE TOO.
Ink and Embers Any pronouns Posted May 26 Author Posted May 26 44 minutes ago, Verdance said: Im going to hyperfixate on the title before I actually read this Okay so this is an awesome response and thank you very much!!! 44 minutes ago, Verdance said: +1 reputation for using the correct color. Green beats out everything else every time, obviously Hmm yes ... @Verdance 44 minutes ago, Verdance said: also, is this a Great Gatsby reference? The ‘green light’ is constantly used as symbolism in that book for hope and far off dreams in an ecclesiastical vanity of a world, hope that persists even when life feels shallow and meaningless. It isn't, as I've never read the Great Gatsby. An unfortunate but happy coincidence! It is on my list of things to read though, and that's fun 44 minutes ago, Verdance said: i hate to ‘erm actually’ you, but there were eight in noah’s ark. Noah, his wife, his three sons, and their three wives. Oops; sorry! I did not know that (I didn't fact check this and haven't read Noah's arc in a while, so sorry). Thank you very much! 44 minutes ago, Verdance said: Forgive me if this is terribly rude, but is that supposed to be an enby angst sort of thing? If so, the above paragraph doesn’t take away from it, its still an excellent metaphor. I just did a noah’s ark poem so this is an interesting juxtaposition Truthfully sort of; a lot of my poems are about gender on some level but not on others. Unnecessary "angst" is probably a good way of describing it 44 minutes ago, Verdance said: those closing lines feel very familiar to me. Prove to me I am a seed planted and not a corpse buried. Prove to me my life isn’t over before its began. Prove to me my hope isn’t just me lying to myself, that there’s some other reason than ‘people care about me’ that i deserve to exist. This is very beautiful and is poetry in its own right. I'm glad you found it interesting! Thank you very much for reading!!! 1 minute ago, Through The Living Ketek said: ANIMALS ARE PEOPLE TOO. Yea that too; sorry I really should've fact checked those lines
Verdance he/him Posted May 26 Posted May 26 41 minutes ago, Through The Living Ketek said: ANIMALS ARE PEOPLE TOO. No souls
Verdance he/him Posted May 26 Posted May 26 Just now, Through The Living Ketek said: WHAT? Animals do not have souls
Through the Living Potato He/Him Posted May 26 Posted May 26 On 5/14/2026 at 11:46 AM, Ink and Embers said: Once again, I remembered this exists It's a song! No clue about titles yet though Hide contents I thought it would end there I thought this would be the one But I hate that we still have a chance I hate that you haven't run Can we say it's over? Can the nightmares be of past? Can we say the world we want Is seen in the looking glass? Can we make this matter without needing this? We didn't die as heroes and I don't want the alternative It's okay to go to sleep I don't need you to fight these battles for me When did the world become your priority? Nothing is perfect, honey Can we say this is the world we choose? Can we live without fighting it? We didn't die as heroes, and I don't want the alternative Can we just stop? Can we let go? Can we leave this to the kids Before they usurp our thrones? I don't want to be a villain But that's the way the story goes ... right? Can we say this world is good enough And we don't need a crusade? I don't want our perfection to fall to a facade Can we stop running, before there's nothing left to give? Because we didn't die as heroes and I fear the alternative Great poem! Spoiler Personally I’d prefer if all those cans were can’ts, but that’s just me. 1 hour ago, Verdance said: Animals do not have souls Lies! Look into my cats eyes, and say there is nothing behind them!
Ink and Embers Any pronouns Posted May 26 Author Posted May 26 32 minutes ago, Through the Living Potato said: Great poem! Reveal hidden contents Personally I’d prefer if all those cans were can’ts, but that’s just me. Lies! Look into my cats eyes, and say there is nothing behind them! Oooooo that's cool actually, I agree with the spoiler box! It fits the speaker's (singer's?) general sadness more!
Verdance he/him Posted May 26 Posted May 26 1 hour ago, Through the Living Potato said: Great poem! Hide contents Personally I’d prefer if all those cans were can’ts, but that’s just me. Lies! Look into my cats eyes, and say there is nothing behind them! There is nothing behind a cat’s eyes except its optic nerves Genesis shows that while animals were simply spoken into existence, humanity had life breathed into them. Breath, wind, and spirit are all one word in Hebrew, so this is the author of genesis showing how mankind is set apart with a soul. Ofc this is just my belief but i think its a well known objective fact that cats have no souls they sold them all to Satan obviously
Through the Living Potato He/Him Posted May 26 Posted May 26 25 minutes ago, Verdance said: they sold them all to Satan obviously Hey! They got dinner early in return!
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