Agony Poems
"And Sometimes..."
by Nad Sof
Today, I braced myself to get through,
Waiting for two new cats to soothe—
Two lives to fill the empty space,
And calm the ache I can't erase.
As melodies played soft and clear,
I scrolled through my phone, drawing near.
In a glance, the world flew fast,
Like wind that blows and cannot last.
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Why I Write and Not Speak.
by Nad Sof
They say, "Life is always unfair,"
A truth so harsh, it’s hard to bear.
But never did I think it would go this far,
That life’s unfairness would leave me scarred.
I once believed, with all my heart,
That sharing pain would heal the part,
Of me that hurt, the part that bled,
That someone’s love could calm my head.
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Lie, Endless Deceit. Truth, Unwavering Feat.
by Nad Sof
They say the truth will set you free,
That honesty is light, and lies a prison, you see.
A lie, they say, binds you to endless deceit,
While truth is a simple, unwavering feat.
But I disagree with this easy claim,
For every truth I speak only fans the flame.
It affects my heart, it alters my mind,
And leaves me shattered, broken, confined.
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Mon Amour, Mon Résurrecteur
by Nad Sof
Le soleil n’est plus lumineux,
Plus ce que j’espérais revoir.
La lune brille plus que jamais,
Dans sa lumière, je trouve mon espoir.
Mon cœur semble ne plus battre,
Mais mon amour, toi seul peux me ressusciter.
Hands that Left Scars
by Nad Sof
I’m sorry to those who carry my shadow,
For no soul should ever bear such weight.
I am a girl, barely begun to understand the world,
Yet I've tasted its bitter lessons too early—
Each one leaves a scar that whispers,
"Don't trust, don't hope, don't dream."
If there’s a touch that could reach me, soft and kind,
Without the weight of ghosts in its hands,
That would be the first.
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Falling Blocks
by Aditi Hayaran
The sky is clear now! I thought.
Oh again, this storm,
Destroying my cottage warm.
Building blocks, falling down,
It's all clattered on the floor,
Bringing back my memories sore.
Recalling the time building these took,
With the blocks, I'm falling too.
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The Kabale kid
by Ankwasa Harlord
Dear Honoured child of the land,
Of the great hills, terrances beauty
A gentle chill that kisses Kigezi,
Its me a nephew, calling out
an cold ice voice,
Hoping to reach you by.
Back home, we were raised
To point fingers at the Television
And scream " Uncle Shaka "
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UNFAMILIAR Faces--
by Nad Sof
Maybe this is just a cycle, spinning endlessly,
Waking up to a sweet “good morning” text,
Only to feel the bittersweetness creeping in,
A fleeting joy, then the ache of knowing it will end.
Faces blur, all smiles and whispered hopes,
Words like promises, but none built to last.
I speak in charms, soft words and sweet replies,
Yet I know, deep down, most of them won't see me for who I am.
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Heart drenched in insanity
by F O
You know what, Sherlock?
Love? That’s pathetic
His arms were drenched in her cologne,
the other day,
the smile so nefarious,
conniving yet innocent.
I gave him my heart, you know?
I gave him elusive veins and Sherlock,
what do I get? I am deceived,
as though my eyes are blinded
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Cruelty-- Forgiveness-- And Forevermore.
by Nad Sof
Sometimes I wonder, what makes the heart so cruel,
When forgiveness blooms in the soil of a soul’s duel.
If I, broken and bent, can rise from the wreck,
Can bury the ghosts, and silence the wrecked,
Why can’t they let go, leave me in peace,
And allow me the breath of a soft release?
I don’t ask for riches, or a word of praise,
Not even a promise, not even a gaze.
Though they tore from me every spark, every light,
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