STRIKE ME DOWN BIRD LOOKING B;tches

[placid trench]

STRIKE ME DOWN

What a beautiful flock of gentle birds,
Passing the clouds so gracefully!
They’re paired as two’s yet there’s thirds.
Their feathers glide through wind hastily.
Yet I fall down, again this feather burns!

A fall so steep and a landing as harsh,
İ reach our destination awaiting them,
They wash up near a quiet marsh,
Their screams are angelic but the stem
of a flower they plucked is still there,
Waiting for their look and a return till ten.
When my call stopped, there was no bird to care…

My feathers could have been cleaned,
But here you are all plucking away!
When i pluck back I am deemed,
A devil and a problem, kept astray!
İ never wanted this coldness,
But words strike deep,
I decided to show boldness,
İ realized none od you where here to keep,
Me alive.

@strange barn
@balmy shoal
@austere cave
@solemn stratus

@old sinew
@solemn stratus
@wild marlin

@solemn stratus I

[old sinew]

This poem captures such raw emotion and inner conflict, reflecting the pain of feeling unappreciated and misunderstood.

It speaks to the longing for connection and the disappointment when that hope is unreciprocated.

[placid trench]

🥰🙏

[old sinew]

The last lines, where the speaker realizes their own strength in the face of abandonment, hit hard and feel deeply personal.

[old sinew]

It’s like a quiet rebellion against being cast aside—an acknowledgment of resilience when those they trusted failed them.

It's beautifully poignant.

[placid trench]

Thanks

İ feel really down after my friends did this to ör

And straight up forgot me at a bookstore and TOLD ME to come to them

[surreal agate]

*And straight up forgot

me at a bookstore and TOLD

ME to come to them*

- orpheus_the_stupidest

[placid trench]

Last straw

[whole breach]

Yo this is fire!

(Title screams for attention but the poem itself has so much soul and is just so eloquent arggh)

Also this rhyme scheme! It's irregular but still so smooth! How does one learn this power?

[solemn stratus]

youre a god at depicting what i feel lowkey

like ive felt it but i could never put it into words and capture the same feeling

you do a beautiful job at that

[placid trench]

I literally have no damn clue. I wrote this as the freshest blood leaked from the cut of friends actions to the page. I tend to write when I am feeling a LOT of emotions. And my ryhmes are better that way idk

[placid trench]

Thank you so much

[placid trench]

Also I realized, having weird titles does get some attention. And umm I was angry at my “friends”

[placid trench]

Btw can I tag you in my future poems ?

[placid trench]

Can i?