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Indigo nights

Just one glimpse

On those angel blue eyes

And I can’t stop my dreams

Making me dream of indigo nights

Where it’s just us two

And no one else

Such perfect little heaven

Never-ending summer nights 

With stars above sea

Beach that has no one else

That perfect warm summer wind

Gentle waves in warm seawater 

I want to get lost in these indigo nights

In real life

Not only in my dreams

I want the real indigo nights

Because these dreams ain’t anymore enough

I looked little bit too long into his eyes

And now I’m falling

For real

And not only in my dreams

To someone maybe I not ought to be falling for

At least according to my best friend

Because she hates him

But I don’t care

Because I just can’t forget those angel eyes

Nor the indigo nights he makes me dream about

I want those indigo nights come true

And I don’t care is it wrong or right

All I know that I can’t stop dreaming about this love

C.F. Grönroos ©

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Phantom fear of tragedy

Are you going to let phantom fear of tragedy steal your happiness again?

Leave before anything even starts

Because of fear of broken heart

Is bigger than risk finding happiness and long lasting love

So here it comes

Phantom living in your mind

Whispering your ear

The one that never leaves you

You hear I love you

While phantom fear of tragedy whispers immediately liar

Telling you it’s all lies and don’t believe that

And you yet again listen to phantom

Than believe someone could love you

Not letting anyone even prove the voice of your phantom wrong

You won’t give them chance

So you don’t get hurt

Yet when things end

Because they always do

You get hurt anyway

But that is just proof of that the voice is right

You let fear of past hurt

Sabotage anything good now and in future to happen

Because it’s easier believe this won’t workout either

Than take a chance with something

Put your heart on the line

And not paint down hundred ways everything could go wrong

You have lived all the worse things that could even happen

Before it even starts

So are you going to let phantom fear of tragedy steal you chance of happiness again?

Or are you ready stop fearing of tragedy that has not even happened

That might never even happen

All because you let your fear control your life

So which one you choose

Risk of broken heart while finding long lasting wonderful love

Or phantom fear of tragedy that might never even comes true

C.F. Grönroos ©

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Secret wish unbreakable heaven

The secret wish of heart

That had loved, lost, broken apart and shattered into million tiny pieces

Yet somehow healed and fixed itself back together again

Still believing in love

Even after all that

Giving up

Apparently had no place in there

The belief of love

Was just greater than anything else

That in the end love would conquer all

Dreaming of unbreakable heaven

For two loving hearts

Just kept being the biggest dream

In heart that refused to stop dreaming about love

No matter what

The dream of love

Would keep coming back

Even after the worst breaks and hurts

It would still find away

Come back

Secret wish that wasn’t spoken out loud

But still filled the heart

And remained

No matter how much everything had hurt in the past

 Hope for love coming in the future stayed

Secret wish of heart coming true

Unbreakable heaven belonging to two loving hearts in love 

Was waiting just around a corner  

 Heart refusing to let go of that secret wish

So who am I stop my heart?

Okay you won love here I come

C.F. Grönroos ©

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Pretty image of a rose garden

He thought he wanted a rose

So he painted a pretty picture on his mind

Imagined what having a rose would be like

But he didn’t wanted the thorns

Yet every rose comes with thorns

And that did not fit in his image in his mind

So what he wanted

Was actually only the pretty image of a rose garden

Picture perfect

Beautiful to look at

He wanted the image and not the actual thing 

That would have taken effort and needed taking care of

Something he would have needed to work on

Because it takes work to grow the beautiful rose garden

And maintaining it afterwards

He didn’t want that

He wanted beautiful place

He can go whenever he wants

That will there and looks pretty for him

But he doesn’t do anything but show up

When and if he feels like it

But he doesn’t need to do anything

It will be there waiting him

And he thought he could have it all

With zero effort

Only to discover dead rose garden next time he visited

The prize rose was dead as well

All the plants had died from lack of care

There he was standing not understanding what had happened

Because picture in his mind had needed nothing to flourish

So why would the real thing need anything from him?

C.F. Grönroos ©

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The bitter clouds  

In my heart

There were some dreams

Kept in there as a secret

Hidden from the world

And safe

But I made mistake sharing those dreams

Because there were bitter clouds in the sky

That I did not see

Before it was too late

And they were pouring down rain on my dreams

To drown out my dreams

Before I had even chance to go after the dreams

Those dreams were left to drown

Into bitter rain

Left to die

Into bitterness of their jealousy

Surrounded by cruel words

Telling me how my dreams will never be real

And I’m not gonna lie

There were years that I let the bitter rain win

Leaving those dreams be drown and die  

Yes I abandoned my own dreams

Because of the bitter clouds

I regret it now

But I was younger and naïve

Back then

And with everything else going on in my life at the time

I no longer had the strength

For fight for my dreams

So left them behind

But in my heart

Something did remain

That never fully let go and stopped

So one day I did go back

And picked up my ruined dreams

Looked what was left of them

That was the day I rebuild my dreams 

From the ones bitter clouds had destroyed

They weren’t precisely the same dreams

But I wasn’t anymore same either

So I choose to rebuild new dreams

From my old ones

And this time when the bitter clouds will come

I will be ready

And the bitter rain won’t stop me

I let it wash over me

But it won’t leave my dreams drowning

Because I won’t let it destroy anything ever again

I have learned my lesson

Only I need to believe in my dreams

No one else

Here I am chasing my dreams

Giving my all making these dream come true

And leaving the bitter clouds behind me

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She knows you all too well

She knows you all too well

To know when you lie

Yet here she is 

Not saying word about it

Just pretending 

Buying your lies

Again

Just like so many times before

She knows why you lie

And what those lies are covering up

Well were meant to be covering

Because she knows the truth

That she known almost moment it had started

She knew when she wasn’t your one and only

How there were someone else now

Getting the best version of you

The easygoing and charming

Always so thoughtful

Great gift giver

She knew that version of you all too well  

After all it was the same one who made her falling in love with you

But all these years later

She had learned to know the true version of you

Unfortunately all too well

She knew now what lies underneath your charming smile

 And the mask you wear

Also had learned which words would always be lies

That you mouth never stops saying

But as you leave

Go another work trip

She isn’t gonna sit around home waiting your you

Not this time

She is packing her bags

Leaving to start new life

Without you and your endless lies

When you come back home she is long gone

Because she knows you all too well

Knowing you will never chance

She forgave you the first time

But this time she won’t

She is done wasting her life with liar

She is leaving this all behind 

Oh and she took the new job you said she shouldn’t

Because she couldn’t handle traveling like that not like you did

The job where she would be making more money than you

Curious how next evening after she told you about the job

You did came home smelling strange perfume

A scent she never used because it gave her headache

But your new coworker had worn last year company Christmas party

She had said yes to the job next day

Knowing that you would come home telling her

You had another business trip

She knew it meant actually just hotel by airport

 Just like last time

But this time she chooses herself

Because she knows you all too well

Knowing you’re not worth even the tears

Instead she starts packing everything that means something to her

Taking with her as she has actual airplane to get on that airport

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Lost in translation

I guess the truth got lost in translation

 But your lies still remain

They never seem to go away

Or end

I can’t tell when they had started

But I remember the day

I noticed them the first time

And I should have ended it all that day

But it had been just one little lie

Or so I had thought

At the time

Not knowing it was just tip of the iceberg

Or was it flood gates opening

Not sure which

All I know is after that day

It didn’t stop

It just got worse

And worse

With more lies

Sometimes even with so fucking meaningless things

That shouldn’t be worthy of lying about even

Yet there were you

Lying about everything

All of the time

While I was the one always telling the truth

And you were the liar lying all day long

Along the way love I had felt for you started to fade away

Now it is gone

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Burned one too many times

The twin flame was fine

Until it burned a loving heart too many time

Leaving scars

That doesn’t want to heal

Still after all this time

My heart still wears the scars

From the flames of love we shared

That was meant to last forever

It started like a beautiful love story

With everything we both have always dreamed about

And even more

If that could be even possible

It was meant to be forever

Start of something great

But we didn’t know clock was ticking down the whole time

Counting down moment the flames would come something else

Flames of the twin flame

Turned into destructive instead

Of passion it had been at the start

And what had been build was burned down

But your love burned me one too many times

And then came the day

I just couldn’t take it any longer

I had to let go

Let go of the love I thought would last life time

Would be over for final time

And I have to learn how unlove you

It hurts but your love hurts way more

If we had known from the start

That this how it all ended

Would we have still started it or just walked away from this love?

 Honestly I don’t know

Because there are still those certain moments and memories

I just can’t ever let go

No matter how much you hurt me

There is version of you I will always love

Even though you are no longer the one I fell in love with…

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 No longer sacred

It was meant to be sacred

Love shared by the two saying the wedding vows

It is stained now

With lies and betrayal

Or maybe it had been stained all along

It just took until that spring

For her actually break last of those vows

They had said each other at lovers’ day

The day that was meant celebrate their love

Be the start of their forever together

Yet apparently it wasn’t lasting

Since her eyes had started to wandering elsewhere   

But it could not even been blamed on the seven-year itch

Since the forever had not lasted even seven years

When wandering eyes

Had turned into disappearing messages

Love they had

She was giving to someone else

Living on a house top of the hill

 Her car is still ending up at that neighborhood month after month

Those vows are no longer sacred

And love have been stained

With her lies and betrayals

Again and again

It’s a sham of a marriage this point

Who knows maybe it was like that always

The sacred vows of love broken

Love stained and fading away

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Underneath

It has been said mirror shows the truth

Truth what lies underneath

No matter how much one tries to hide?

It can’t ever truly hidden

It will come out one day

The good and the bad

There is no hiding

Everything that you are underneath 

I’m scared of what lies beneath this skin

What my soul is really looking like

The darkness underneath

That I know it is there

I can feel that darkness

Just there so close

Ready to come out

One day it will break free

Sometimes I’m so scared

What I might find in this heart of mine

That it will be black instead of red

And how love will be just illusion 

How look too deep inside me

I will just end descent into darkness

That my soul will be just endless dark abyss

There is no life down there

I was trying to ran away from it

But when it is inside what trying to run away

There is no running away from it

It follows everywhere

Until one night I had enough

And looked to the mirror and underneath

That was when I found who I truly am

And fall in love darkness

Understand why I was meant to born in the endless night

Why stars need darkness to shine

How light is good was always just a lie

Darkness was old friend welcoming me back to home

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Not end of the world

I know that news should had shattered me

Break me into pieces

And kill me

Ripping my breaking heart out of my chest

It should have done all that

No, I won’t let this to be an end of the world

Not even just for tonight

 I will not allow this to break me

I won’t fall down and break apart

Not this time

I know what ended

And is lost forever

That won’t ever again be the same

It’s sold into pieces

Disappearing different corners of the world

But I won’t let this ending

End me also

It doesn’t mean that I would love it any less

  It is still the only thing I love most in the whole world

But my hands are tied and I can’t stop this tragedy

I know what I’m losing

And it will be gone

There is no bringing back

Which is now to be destroy

This is the end

Still I won’t allow it to be end of the world

Nor my end

The tears in my eyes burn

And there is dagger blade in my heart

But it can’t kill me

Because there is spark of fire

In this heart of mine

And it is already growing

Whispering that yes it is a ending

But every ending is a new beginning

And I’m not allowing this to be the final ending

Yes this chapter is over now

But same time it feels like

Someone is putting the pen on my hand

And tells me write the next chapter

Start it again

Rebuild from the ruins and ashes of the old

You can start the new legacy

It’s not over not for you

The voice feels like saying to me

That I can build something brand new

Maybe even make full circle with it

Bringing it back on the continent which it started

This ending feels like a beginning

That has been given just to me

To write the next new part

So no even for tonight

This is not gonna be end of the world

This is beginning of the new

First day of the next part

That I will be building

With all that love

That won’t ever disappear

So I will take the pen and accept this is my time

And my destiny

I will start the next one

That will continue the legacy of those generations who came before me

This is not the end

It is just the new beginning

Something that I will build from never dying love

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Do it to me

I don’t know why this is coming as such big surprise?

Since you could do it to me

I can do it to you

You really did not think

That I could be doing something like this

Oh honey

You really did forget

My motto in life

I can always hurt you more

A lot more

You wanted to play stupid games

Here is what you won

Thought you could stab me on my back

And not need to pay a price for it

Get away and play innocent

Oh it won’t work like that

Also you made mistake leaving the knife on my back

Thank you handing me the weapon

Now I can use it

Butcher everything you truly care about

You went for hurt

But I’m going for the kill

And when I’m done with you

You will beg that I would have killed you for real

Instead everything I had done to

So keep your lies

I don’t need them

I destroy you with the truth

You forget I know where all your dirty secrets are buried

 Time to get them out

You started it with doing it to me

Now it is my turn

The knife you left on my back

 Will be the same one I cut your throat with

I’m just returning it back to you honey

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Leave me there

Just leave me there

In the dreams

Into the little secret heaven

So sweet and perfect

The little world

I can borrow

But never keep

Only have it for one dream at the time

Even though it’s just a dream

I can’t let go of the memory

Of the dream

Or him

So dream take me back there

In his arms

Where I belong

Into world of two

Leaving me wanting to scream

Baby stay with me

I don’t want to wake from this dream

Unless he is here with me

Leave me wishing

That he and I could write this love story

For real

And not only in dream world

Because the dreams

Are no more enough

I want this love

To come real and not just something from the dreams

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What had started won’t last

The love that should have been start of something beautiful

It was never meant feel

And definitely not to be 

So difficult

Yet here we were

Standing middle of something

That was meant to be beautiful

Watching it falling into pieces

No matter what we tried

It just keeps falling apart

No matter how much each wants this work

Even wishing for miracle

Won’t fix it

Because there is no miracle big enough

Fix what’s been broken

Or perhaps we were never meant to be

More than just painful lesson

To be learned

That sometimes

Love just ain’t enough

No matter how much we would have love

Towards each other

It was just not enough

To make this work

Nor this love last

We were meant to fall apart?

Or just have one beautiful chapter in life?

And then say goodbye

All I know what had started didn’t last

It’s breaking down

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It was never yours to question

It was never yours to question

It was my dream

My vision

My idea to create

Not something that I needed your permission for  

Who do you think you are?

That you have any right

To say should I be allowed to do it

It’s not yours

It’s mine

So stand there and watch

I’m not letting you

And your lack of vision

To stop me

Go after mine

Making it come true

If no other reason than pure spite

Just to show you

I can and will

And your words can’t stop me

You thinking that you can tell me

What I should or shouldn’t be doing  

I have bad news for you

You can’t

I’m not here asking permission

I’m telling you what I’m doing

Not asking you

Am I allowed to do?

No I’m telling you

This is what I’m doing

Just because you can’t see

Or understand my vision

That’s not my problem  

Because I can see it and doing it

Just like I did vision it

It was never yours to question

But go ahead

Because end of the day

That changes nothing

Because I’m still here going after it

And you still haven’t created anything

Just some hollow meaningless words

So waste your breath

But I won’t waste my precious time

Trying to make you see what you can’t

Instead I will use my time

Into what I want to create

Because I can see the vision so clear

And know what I need to do

Making it real

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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What loving little less leads to

I let you hold me for the last time

I never thought there would be a day

When I would be talking voice of someone else

Because I had lost mine

Somewhere along the way

I tried to forgive but it ain’t enough

Instead I just love you little less

And less as the time goes by

The truth hurts

But there is no escape from it

But my heart don’t want to feel this love anymore

And I’m just so tired

Always running through the fire

And dealing whatever chaos you cause next

Try to fix the things you keep breaking

Only to lie awake at death of night

While you sleep

See life go by

But I’m no longer feel alive

Dying little by little every night

I no longer want go through all these little deaths

See all my dreams being killed

Your false promises that leave me empty and hurt

You keep asking for forgiveness

I just don’t have anything left to give

So I have to leave

I can no longer stay

I’m scared what I’ll find

But it needs to be better

Than what life is now

There is no coming back from what you did

This only end of us

It ain’t end of me

No more running through fire

For what you call love

I don’t want live like this anymore

So let’s just say goodbye

When we don’t hate each other

Before even the good memories are ruined too

And there is nothing but hate and bitterness to remain

Holding on what used to be

Won’t bring it back

I can see it now

It’s just costing me losing myself piece by piece

And I can no longer afford the price

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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Lonely boy

He is standing in the shadows

Blond hair covering his sad blue eyes

Which he hides behind the overgrown haircut

So anyone can’t look too deeply into them

And see the true depth of sadness

Or the loneliness he feels

Even when it’s the time

Step from shadows into spotlights 

And to be on the stage again

Different city or country

He no longer know where he is

It all started to look the same anyway

Another sold out show

Yet how can anyone be so lonely? 

As he is

There he is standing front of sea of people

Still he is so lonely

The loneliness is gnawing a hole in his heart

Making it bigger again  

And there ain’t seem to be cure for it

The loneliness ain’t leaving him alone

It remains

No matter what he is trying to use

To make it go away

Everything he tries

Works just for a moment

But the loneliness always comes back

Somehow even worse than before

And the hole in his heart just gets bigger

As time goes by

There are just few

Fleeing moments

Where he can escape from the loneliness

Under those spotlights

 He can steal moment where he is actually feeling

Something else than loneliness and emptiness

That have been followed him so long

He can’t even remember how long it had been

But there he is on a stage front sea of people

Still he is just a lonely boy

Drowning in his own thoughts

No matter how loud they all scream his name

Part of it can’t ever fill the void in his heart

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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Your lying lips

It doesn’t matter

On what shade of lipstick you wear

How many lip fillers you get

And other cosmetic treatments you keep getting

Neither how much you smile

None of it hides or erase

Lies that comes from you lips

Your lying lips turns even the truth into lies

Your lips keeps poisoning

Everything they touch

No matter how sweet you try to sound

Or how lovely words to use

All of it is just lies

With you

You try to covering your lies

Not getting caught again

Just like you try to cover your insecurities  

Underneath social media fillers

Never looking same in any picture

Filters over filters

Still won’t cover the lies

It would be kinda sad

Someone in your age is still so insecure

But considering how awful person you are

There is not much of sympathy to give someone

Constantly lying

And cheating the one you’re with

Among all the other skeletons you try to hide

So it doesn’t matter what shade of lipstick you use

Or how many filters you put on your pictures

It won’t ever cover the lies

Nor the poison  

That just keeps dripping down

With every word

That comes out of your lying lips

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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See angel that’s little fallen

Almost everyone keeps saying

He is just bad news

Be smart stay away from him

But all I see is angel with blue eyes

While they keep seeing devil born with horns

When I look at him

All I see is angel

That might have been fallen

Hundred times

Yet he always gets back up

And that is why I can’t get my eyes off him

Because no matter what he has been through

 He ain’t giving up

That is just one of the many things

About him that I admire

But they keep treating me

Like I’m the saint

And he is just the sinner

Not worth anything

But they forget my angel wings have always been black

Never white

Somehow they always forget

I ain’t the saint

They keep painting me to be

I was born for darkness

So fallen angel with blue eyes

Doesn’t scare me

Instead he gets this little black heart of mine

Feel something it hasn’t felt in a long time

All I see is angel that’s little fallen

But still so perfectly lovable 

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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Can’t seem to erase

I can’t seem to erase this memory of you

On my lips

From the dream you kissed them

No matter how much

I try to tell myself it was just a dream

Nothing real

That memory still remains

Like it had been real

Neither my lips nor my heart

Seem to want to forget

That moment

With you…

While the voice of reason

Keeps screaming inside of my head

It was only dream

Nothing real

Just a dream

Let it go already

But I can’t

No matter how hard

I have tried to forget

Tried to erase it

But that memory remains on my lips

Like it had been burned into them

And my stupid heart

Can’t seem to forget it either

It was just a kiss on a dream

Nothing real

Yet no matter how hard I try

Why I can’t forget it?

Why I still can feel your kiss?

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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Words can’t hide it

This time

Words no longer could hide

How actions had hurt

Lies could not cover it any longer either

The truth refused to stay buried

Underneath the lies and never ending excuses

That had left already broken promises

How this time it will be different

Yet it will be the same as last time

And how many times before

Because none of those times

Was ever mistake

It was pattern of behavior

You kept repeating

Over and over again

The broken record

But this time

None of it works anymore

This is the end of it all

Even though it’s been over a long time already

Just could not admit it

Or that accept the truth

But this time words can’t hide any of it

Nor fix what you had broken yet again

Because nothing can erase the hurt

Your actions keep causing

To me

But I don’t have to keep taking it

After this

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Now she understands

She started to understand

She will be free

When love will disappear

And it didn’t hurt

Not anymore

The time of hurt

And what had seem endless heartbreak

Finally had come to end

She was finally moving on

To the other side of heartbreak

The tears were no longer for sadness

Or the constant heartbreak

It had been

Probably longer she could admit

 Even now

No, those tears had ended

These were for relief

And tears of happiness

Finally feel something

That can be actually called happiness

The love she thought she had have

Wasn’t in the end love

But it no longer mattered

She was getting through it

Realizing there is much more than what had ended

More than the love she had fought to keep

That she had thought would destroy her

If she ever lose it

Now she understands it wasn’t destroying her

It was setting her free

And now she can’t wait

That “love” to disappear completely  

Like it had never been

Erased from heart and mind

So she can be fully free

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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Another good time

The neon lights shine through a dark night

Wet asphalt makes the streets glow

From color lights above 

It’s one of those nights

Where everything is possible

When it’s impossible to tell

Is it all just crazy coincidence or is it fate?

  And the music beat on dance floor

That is the only lifeline one needs

Nothing else

And people happily toast for the good life

Forgetting everything else

Even if it just for this moment

 Anyone ain’t even thinking about dawn or morning

That is coming

They are too busy dancing the night away

Yet never wanting this night to end

As long as neon lights shine

And music takes them away

From everything else but that dancefloor

Where sometimes stranger’s eyes will meet

And sparks fly

One look at dancefloor

Everyone else fades away

Just music and spark remains

The thrill of night

Dancefloor is center of everything 

Another good time

Let the beat of music set you free

Live in this moment

Surrounded by music and neon lights

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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I already know

It is hard to explain

This feeling I’m having

How I can feel inside me

That I know the truth

You didn’t want to tell me

More I’m around you

It is even clearer

That what you are trying to hide

But I see though you

I see it in your eyes

I don’t need to wonder

What I will find

I no longer need answer from you

I already know

Truth that your lies can’t cover no more

Your broke your promises

And didn’t keep your word

Apparently it was too hard

You stay faithful

Too hard to tell me that you don’t love me anymore 

It only hurts little while

This pain will pass

I will move on

I’ll keep my word and leave

I won’t stay with cheater

When you find all my stuff is gone

You will know too

That I know the truth

I no longer need your answer

It’s already done and over

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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It’s gone now

Clearly you didn’t know what you had

When you had it

Why else you had thrown it away?

Like it was nothing

You didn’t want it

When it wanted you

It is too late start wanting it now

Because it is gone away

And this time it ain’t coming back.

Why anyone wanted to come back?

Especially what you were offering

That was less than bare minimum 

 Being made feel so unwanted

So lonely

And so low

Who wants to come back to that?

In life there ain’t always second chances  

Going back what used to be

The love you had

That you didn’t want

So it died slow death

In your cruel hands

While you still pretend to be a good person

Lying to yourself

You’re good at that

Paint yourself in this false picture

Someone you are not

Just to silence your guilty conscience

Because you can’t face the truth

You ain’t the good person after all

But the one who leaves

Others hurt and broken 

But now you want back that love

That is so funny since you killed it

So are you really that dump or blind?

That you didn’t see

There is nothing left of that love

That was once there

But now it’s dead and buried 6ft under

It’s gone now

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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Ready to join in this adventure

From neon lights of Time Square

Nightclubs in NYC

All the way

Down to the clubs on Sunset Strip  

Secretly sneaking into Hollywood sign

Would you ever be brave enough live a life that’s adventure?

Just live in the moment

Like there ain’t tomorrow

And all we have is now

Love like we have never known how heartbreak feels

Not pretend that past hurt never happened

But not letting it stop

What we could have now

Take a chance with love again

Leap of faith

Even when it’s scary

Open heart for love

Knowing the pain

But this time won’t let it stop us

Discovering love again

Live on the moment

Not worry about the future

Make a life adventure

Without final set in stone destination

Other than this love we could share

 Leave the past behind

Future something we will discover together

Make our wildest dreams true

I can’t promise they all do

But we can try

All I can promise to you is my love

And life that will be the greatest adventure ever

Are you ready to join in this adventure?

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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There’s no more one last time

I really don’t care

If you don’t want to hear

That we can’t try

For one last time

Because honestly

How many times there can even be one last time?

Until is nothing but toxic cycle

That never ends

Because it sure doesn’t ever change

Everything follows the same pattern

That always ends the same way

Pain and tears

So I don’t want to hear

Just one last time

When you keep repeating

All the same “mistakes”

None of it is a mistake

Mistake is forgetting buy tomatoes from the store

Not choosing repeat same shitty choices

You keep choosing over and over again

You’re never gonna change

And I can see it now

I’m out of excuses

I can’t lie to myself anymore

I no longer believe

That this time it’s different

There is no more one last time

Because we had that too many times

And it always ends with heartache and tears

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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She couldn’t find the words

Never found words to say

Doesn’t mean she wasn’t ever feeling

Any of those feelings

She just didn’t have the words

To say out loud

Put everything she was feeling into words

Because when she tried

None of the words felt big enough

Or right words to describe accurately

To explain what she was feeling

She tried to say

She loved you

But…

Even love wasn’t big enough to explain

How in love with you she was

The love was there

But the words were too hard to say

And she was scared

To take risk with

Telling you how she was falling in love with you

But the past heartbreaks

The memory of the pain

Was just too strong

And she was too afraid

Take another chance with love

When last time she had truly loved

Love had almost killed her

And now she too scared

Fearing that would repeat again

And this time she would not survive

So she could not find the words to say

And you got tired of guessing

She end up broken hearted

Because she just could not say 3 words out loud

That you so desperately needed to hear to stay

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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Can’t any longer resist growing hope

When I look at you

I find heaven in your eyes

This wasn’t what I planned

Because I swore I would never fall in love

Never again

Yet somehow here I am

Falling yet again

This wasn’t what I had in my mind

But I can’t any longer ignore or deny the mark we share

Is it fate or destiny?

I don’t know

Other than it freaks me out

Too big of coincide

To be ignore

Or try to pretend it means nothing

No matter how hard my head is trying to scream at my heart

It is nothing

But my heart can’t resist

The growing hope 

Telling it is sign of something

Bigger than just a coincidence

Throwing words like sign, destiny, fate…

Like it’s such natural thing to do

While my head and heart

Are on a war again

And more time goes by

More hope grows

While I have no idea what any of this means

And only thing I can do

Is moving forward on this path I am on

Have faith that what’s meant to be finds its way to me

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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Ready to be sober from their poison

Are you ready to be over with all?

Being done constantly feeling sick and tired

Because of the poison

They are having you to drink

Feeding their lies to you  

Like they are snacks

And nothing more

Just one more way

Keep you trapped

In their web of lies

In this endless loop

That keeps playing like broken record

That is filled with

Lies and poison

Whispered on your ear

About how everyone else

Is the problem

But never them

No, they are only ones

That truly cares for you

Everyone else is the users

Never them

Yet they pour another glass poison to you

Served with that wicked smile

You know the smile

Backstabbers giving each other’s

 The alibies when needed

Every time you get too close the truth

Are you ready to be sober from their poison?

Stop feeding on their lies

Seeing the painful truth

That your home has been turned into vipers nest

Where the ones claiming loving you

Are the ones using you for your money?

And everything was built on lies?  

Or are you gonna keep drinking poison?

Because the truth is still too hard to face

Since it means those you trusted and loved 

Weren’t nothing but betraying you every chance they got

 Seeing all that means you lose your closest circle of people

I know how scary it is to start again with no one

But keep drinking the poison ain’t ever worth it in the end

And you deserve better than this never ending betrayal

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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She hides it on the stars

She took the secret wish of her heart

To the stars above

Hide it into starry sky

With pale full moon as the only witness

When she is sitting all alone

In the empty beach by the sea

Watching the dark calm sea

That mirrors the starry sky above her

And for this moment

She allows herself to feel the hope

That this wish

Will come true

In the darkness of the night

Where no one can see her

She lets herself have single moment of hope

That she would never admit to anyone

Hiding the wish

Into stars

Writing his name with stars

Tracing it with her finger

And for a moment

Allows herself dream

About what life could be

If this secret wish could come true

Before she gets up

She blows a kiss to the stars

Wishing it will find its way to him

And then she walks away

Disappearing into darkness of the night  

Like she never had been there

Leaving empty beach behind

And stars to hide another secret wish from a heart

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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The forgotten melody

Over the years

It had slowly faded away

In the way

Even the memory about it

Had been forgotten

Lost somewhere along the years gone by

Being buried underneath

Everything

The good and the bad

Especially the bad had covered up so much

So much had been lost

And forgotten

Because all that bad

Had covered so much over those years

Buried so much good underneath

Like it never had been there

Erased even from memories

That this being forgotten

Wasn’t even surprise

Not at this point

But what I thought

Was gone forever

Apparently it wasn’t

Because here it is again

I can finally hear

The quiet return

Of a forgotten melody

That my heart is playing again

I never thought I could ever hear it again

Yet here it is

And it is all because of you

You brought back

Part of me I didn’t even know I could have ever

The forgotten melody

Is back playing in my heart

Fixing a part

 Of my broken heart

I never knew how to heal

Something that I had accepted

Would remain always broken

But now

As the forgotten melody

Has return back to my heart

That was never able to heal

Is slowly mending and healing

After all these years

Only because of you  

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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Stay in this dream

I just want to stay in this dream

Not to wake up

You not here

With me

Or have you telling me that I’m waking up soon

And just kiss me goodbye

Before the dream ends

Leaving me with the memory of your kiss

Realize it was just a dream

That none of it was real

But I swear my lips still feel it

And I can’t forget having your arms around me

I don’t know if I even can put in words

How safe I feel

When you put your arms around me

It feels like I’m finally where I belong

I want to stay in a dream

With you

In these sweet dreams

Not having it end

But even the sweetest dream always ends

Leaving me wake up

All alone like always

I was with you and suddenly I’m not anymore

Left with only to hope

That next time I fall asleep

I will dream another dream of you

That for moment I can have you here with me

Even if it is only a dream

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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It would have been if you haven’t

It would have been

Such a bittersweet tragedy

If you have not caused it

All by yourself

Created the mess

And set the trap

Yet it’s you who cries

Yet again crocodile tears

Painting yourself the victim

When it’s all your own fault

In the first place

No one else

Just you all alone

Maybe don’t try cheat

The person you’re in relationship with

If you try paint yourself the victim

That’s getting old

And less and less people

Are buying it

So this ain’t a bittersweet tragedy

They say that the devil is a liar

But compared to you

He is an honest man

You make even devil look less of a liar

Everything that is now happening to you

Isn’t some bittersweet tragedy

It’s called consequences

And this time you can’t escape them

No matter how many crocodile tears you cry

Or how much you try to paint yourself as the victim

It works no more

The consequences are here for you  

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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Meant to be his demise

His demise

By your design

How’s that going?

You were so sure of yourself

That you can easily destroy him

Yet it looks like

He is still just living his best life

With no thought of you

Meanwhile you’re sitting

There in misery

Just slowly digging your own grave deeper

But I though the plan was dig grave for him?

To bury him

Destroy him

Yet here he still is

Just living his life like nothing happened

Funny how that works

The demise you meant for him

Is the one you’re

Getting to yourself

So no wonder he is still living his best life

And you’re in misery of your own making

Trying so desperately get any type of attention

From him or anyone this point

Trying desperately filling that hollow existence

 Mask the misery with cheap dopamine hits

From social media attention

While you sit digging your grave deeper

Demised meant for him is all yours

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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Get me out this goddamn shell.
Every day is fucking hell
I will win, but when, you know?
Sick of burning. Let me glow.

#originalpoem #poetry

It’s too late speak now

Don’t know what you were thinking

Coming back after everything had been ended

For so long time ago

Trying to speak now

Well it is way too little

And much too late

Speak now?!

Like all of it had not happened

Like life had not moved on

That everything would have been put on hold

And just waiting

Until you choose to comeback

But I do have news for you

My life doesn’t pause when you disappear

It moves on without you

 And you get left behind

Losing your place on my life

There is no vacancy for you come back to now

Others have come

And filled what little vacancy

You might have left behind

They don’t need step in and out of my life

Instead they set permanent presence

Knowing this is where they want to be

And not revolving door where you

Don’t know are you in or out

Or just spinning around

Without needing ever make any choice

Well I’m sorry but that door

Is now closed for my life

It is too late speak now

Because there is nothing to speak about

Everything I would have wanted to speak with you

Doesn’t matter anymore

And whatever you want to say

I don’t care to hear about it

It won’t change anything that happened

Can’t turn back time

Or take back all the hurt you caused

Regardless did mean to cause it or not   

It’s just too late so save it for someone else    

That might want to hear it  

Because I don’t

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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Not wanting this

Love shouldn’t be spiraling into

Never-ending roller-coaster of downward spiral

Into lies and betrayal

Mixed with little moments of love bombing

Guilt trips from viper friends    

Every time trying to walk away

Funny how that works?

Vipers come out stop walking away

From toxic mess

That they call “the true love”

When it has nothing to with love

 And everything to do with enjoying the benefits

Not wanting those to end

Because if one walks away from the viper

So will the benefits end

 How dare one would even think about leaving a vipers nest?

Stop being used and abused

That’s unforgiveable

Walk away from lying cheater

And venomous twofaced backstabbing friends  

That is such a wonderful place to be

Staying in misery

Around venomous people

Keep one stuck in this sick never-ending roller-coaster of downward spiral

That’s wonderful life to live

Who would ever want to escape that?  

That is crazy

Not wanting to be cheated, betrayed and used

Spend rest of their life stuck with toxic people

But that doesn’t make sense

Since they are such a wonderful people

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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Before it’s too late

Nothing last forever

We all know that

But it seems like you don’t

So open your eyes

Before it is too late

Don’t you see what is happening to us?

I don’t want to leave

But soon I’m forced to walk away

From you

From this love

Love that hurts more everyday

It is so hard

When holding on and letting go both hurt

What is right or wrong?

How I can I even know?

Both are hurting me

And leaving me broken

Hope that is trying so hard not to die

That maybe

Maybe you would change

 If I wait just little longer

But it would only leave me more broken inside

And still nothing change

It’s still the same

Knowing right thing is only to walk away 

 But it is so hard

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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Sand Castle

Damned be anything 
that rises up out of this sand,
where the sea licks and leaves its froth,
the waves like fingers in their ceaseless clawing,
betrayed by the white whisper of the surf,
that eternal purging to loosen 
the smallest grains in relentless toil,
until all the walls crumble and the tower sways,
then falls like a slithering serpent that slides
wounded and torn beneath the emerald sea.

October 26, 1988
Puerto Viejo, Costa Rica

Part of the continuing Respectful American series, a selection of writings from my travel journals from Central America in 1988

I could never call that love  

You gave a lot to that relationship

You gave all to that person

While you were given little to nothing back

Sorry that was wrong

You gave a lot of love

But were only given back a lot of lies

Being cheated, betrayed and hurt

And disrespected constantly

Apparently that is “love”

At least according to person you’re with

I never knew that lying and cheating is love

For me that has nothing to with love

May that type of “love” never find me

Because that sounds being stuck in relationship

With someone who absolutely hates me

And has never loved me

I can’t understand how someone could cheat and lie

And do all those other horrible and hurtful things

While claiming being in with love person they hurt

That is not what I was taught love is

Purposely hurt and cause pain

To the one claim to love

Sorry but I can’t understand how that is even possible

Doing it purposely and not even accidentally

Knowing it is all wrong

Yet keep doing it anyway

While call it still love

And being so in love

I could never call that love

For me all that sounds

Just hate and abuse

And has nothing to do with love  

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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Soft words same poison

No matter how soft those words are

The poison still stays same

Nothing will ever change

The same lies

You keep repeating

Love you and I really mean it

Yet hidden on your phone

Photos of someone else

You keep saving

Over and over again

That is such a loving behavior

Really tells how much you love

That other person

Because if you actually were

In love with the one you’re in relationship

You would never need to

Save pictures of someone else

No need wandering eyes

Secret midnight drives

Across the city

So yes nothing has changed

Soft words and the same poison

You keep spewing

From your lying lips

Like always

Won’t you ever get tired of it?

Think this is wrong?

Or are you just so self-absorbed

That only you, your needs and wants matter

No matter how many people you hurt along the way?

As long you get what you want

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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in landscapes unfamiliar

In landscapes unfamiliar,
when the destination shines in the distance,
the path does not always reveal itself.

There may be no signpost,
no worn road beneath the feet,
only hills rolling into shadow,
fields bending under strange winds,
and the far glimmer of something hoped for
calling from beyond the unknown.

But if one keeps walking,
if one remains on the journey,
step after uncertain step,
with dust on the shoes
and questions in the heart,

the way appears.

Not all at once,
not as a map unfolded in the hand,
but as a clearing between trees,
a break in the stone,
a small light on the water.

And at last
the fisherman reaches the lake,
stands quietly at the edge
of all he had been seeking,

and makes his first cast.

July 11, 2015 (expanded June 2026)

Just had to keep smiling

The illusions what she thought they love was

Shattered like a glass

Seeing everything clearly

For the first time

She could not come up with excuses

And she could not look away

No matter how much she wanted

It was like devastating crash

That anyone just can’t look away

Just stand there while the world burns

On that very moment all was lost

She know this was the end

But anyone else didn’t notice

She was standing frozen

On hot summer day middle of June’s heat wave

Her heart shattered like glass 

Yet she had to stand there

Like nothing was wrong

While her world was burning down

Right front of her eyes

All she wanted to do was scream you lied to me

But she could not

Because no one else didn’t understood

What had just happened right front of everyone

What his words had revealed

The February work trip

That he had to extend twice

Even pass the Valentine’s Day

Had apparently been over week before

And he did not notice saying that

Where he had been those two weeks and with whom?

There was million questions running through her head

But she just had to keep smiling like nothing was wrong

While find out her husband was having affair

But she could not ruin her little sister’s wedding day

So she pretends her tears are happiness for her sister

While her life falls apart silently front of 250 people

But no one notices it

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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Driving away from this ghost town

If you thought

That you were able to drive me out

Of this town

I’m sorry to disappoint you

But you don’t have that kinda power

Truth to be told

I’m not even that heartbroken

You really don’t understand why I left the ring

There so you can find it 

But no note because there was nothing I could say

That you would have understood

It wasn’t like I haven’t tried to tell you hundred times how unhappy I was

You didn’t drive me out

I left you looking at my taillights

As I was driving out of this ghost town

Small town with such close minded people

Stuck in living their life to cradle to grave same way

Only Lord knows how I was suffocating there

The breaking up

It was the best thing that could happen to me

 It was giving me reason to leave and never look back

That no one would question about

I know they all might call me crazy but I don’t care

Because you won’t ever be brave enough to leave with me

No you’re the boy who is happy staying stuck

With the life your parents choose for you

Nothing you have is your own

Not even you thoughts

Your mama is choosing those for you

And your father owns your business

Only rebellious act you ever did was fall for me

Or maybe it would be safer to say

The falsely painted picture of me

Of the version you had made up on your mind

Because she was never me

And I can’t ever be her

So now I’m leaving this ghost town on cloud of dust

Finally able to breath

Further away I get more I feel alive

Breaking speed limits, city limits, state lines

Not stopping until I end up on coast line

 Then I can look a map and maybe pick a place

Stop and start to think

Would I like to settled down

Or just keep moving on

Until I find a place

Where my heart yells I’m home

Going anywhere but never back that ghost town  

That is something I left in a rearview mirror 1000 miles ago

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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Was it a mistake?

As I hear The King still singing on the radio

Let our love survive

I can’t help but think of you

Still after so many years

Did we just let go of what shouldn’t never been let go?

Was it fault of foolish young hearts?

Or destiny written down

That we just could not change

But suspicion has no place in love

And you didn’t give me anything else

So I had to leave

And let go of it all

Sometimes looking back after the years

It is so easy to see what one could not see at the moment

The mistakes

And how in the end those weren’t such a mistakes after all

Maybe things would have gone differently

If we had not let our love die

Whose fault it was?

No longer matters

Not all love stories are meant to live forever

Not ours at least

It wasn’t all bad

But the good just wasn’t enough

There were too many tears

Unlike on the song you weren’t there wipe away the tears

And darling you did lie

So many lies but those don’t matter anymore

So I will turn off the radio

And walk away from these memories

In the end it wasn’t such a mistake

Sometimes love just isn’t enough…

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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"Pinky"
#Teableau 06Apr26

We can't be forever forlorning,
We must cherish a sweet spring morning;
The rest of the day will Be, regardless,
The world will intrude, the world may be heartless,
But we have in this moment Ostara's adorning.

#Tea #Spring #Springtime #BlackTea #VintageChina #Rosebuds #Teableau #TeaCozy #TeaCosy #Handmade #Quilting #Crochet #VintageLinen #BabyChicks #Poetry #OriginalPoem

Keeper of secrets

No I don’t have skeletons on my closet

Sometimes it’s hard to remember

Do I even have any secrets of my own anymore?

Because I have cemetery full of other people’s secrets

Locked away from prying eyes

It’s not a small cemetery

Only I know what is buried there

 And by who

But no one else has the access

To any of it

Some secrets are small and innocent

Even really sweet

Does someone really like someone specific?

What secret feelings they might be hiding

Especially from everybody else around them

But not from me

Knowing fully well

I’ll keep it all as a secret

It is safely buried

Where no prying eyes can ever get to

Where gossiping gravediggers won’t ever find it either

Because there is only one who can walk there

 And know what was buried where

The tombstones have no names

Hiding even more what lies beneath

To hide especially those darker secrets

That is buried so deep

The ones even I didn’t ever want to know

Yet I’m stuck with keeping them

Wanted or not

I’m the keeper of secrets

Good or bad

This is just a part of my destiny

Keep them safe and hidden from the world

In this invisible cemetery of secrets

Where is always a night

That is never ending just like the shadows

Between the trees and endless rows of gravestones

Cemetery of secrets doesn’t ever have blue skies and sunshine

It is a beautiful dark paradise under a full moon

That only keeper of the secrets can find it

C.F. Grönroos ©             

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#cFGronroos #mysteriesByRose #originalPoem #poem #poetry

✨ Staying the Night
by Crissy Bliss Addams

Petals fall, stars endure.
Both whisper, soft and sure:
beauty remains, even after loss.
Hope still shines, no matter the cost.

My words are constellations,
woven through quiet revelations.
Each one, a seed of love,
scattered like starlight above.

Because love is not flawless light.
It’s the courage to stay through night.
To hold when storms refuse to cease,
to offer presence,
to offer peace.

Love walks with us through shadowed skies.
It sees strength where brokenness lies.
It chooses again—through struggle, through pain.
A promise to grow,
a promise to remain.

Guiding hearts toward brighter skies,
where grief transforms,
and courage flies.
Reminding us through night’s embrace
that healing blooms,
and light finds space.

This is love.
This is endurance.
This is the cosmos…
inside us all.

#fedipoets #originalpoem #poetryWriting

The Only Constant is Change
by Crissy Bliss Addams

You don’t know my face; neither do I yours
But our hearts recognize each other.

We’ve been playing this game for centuries now, changing bodies as easily as our clothes.

I follow you thru the cosmos,
You find me in every galaxy.

Time and space do not matter, anymore.
Only the unfolding.

We keep playing until we transcend
Physical forms, until then thank you
For kisses, hugs, and lovemaking.

#originalpoem #eternallove #shortstory

🌞 Everlasting Inferno
by Crissy Bliss Addams

I don’t fall in love—
I ignite.
I set horizons on fire
and dare the stars to keep pace.

Love is not a whisper—
it is thunder,
it is wildfire,
it is the roar of a lioness
claiming eternity.

Your touch is gasoline,
your gaze the match.
With you, I am consumed,
and in the blaze,
I am reborn.

This is not fragile devotion—
this is molten,
this is marrow,
this is forever carved in flame.

I am the Sun,
and when I love,
I scorch galaxies into memory.
Spicy, salty, playful—
yes.
But also eternal,
because my fire never dies.

🔥 I am love in its fiercest form—calm in the glow, ecstatic in the blaze.

#EverlastingLove #LeoInferno #OriginalPoem

Blooming in Private
by Crissy Bliss Addams

I bled in public—
left trails of heartbreak in captions,
stitched sorrow into metaphors,
hoping someone would read between the scars
and call it healing.

I mistook visibility for closure,
confession for connection,
but pain, when paraded,
only deepens its roots.

Now, I bloom in private—
no spotlight, no spectacle.
Just quiet mornings,
soft rituals,
and the slow unfurling of peace.

Growth doesn’t need applause.
It needs soil,
stillness,
and the courage to be unseen.

#BloomingInPrivate #HibiscusHealing
#OriginalPoem

Don’t want to hear it again

I’m sorry but…

I don’t want to hear it again

I’ve heard it all

Many times before

Not only from your mouth

But others who were just like you

While you promised to be “different”

Well you weren’t

Because you ain’t even half a man

That you think you are

Or what you lied to be

So please just stop explaining

I heard your lies already

With all the sorry excuses  

I don’t want to hear it again

Because nothing’s gonna change

It will be same thing

Just a different day

You know it

I know it

Let’s just save time and not even do this again

Because everything you say

Is just empty words

Your sorry is the biggest lie

I don’t have the time waste for this

Last time was enough time wasted

On someone who wasn’t worth it

Time I wish I could get back

So this time I don’t even want to hear it

Or to know what you would say this time

What lies or excuses you would tell

Because I heard it all before

And nothing did change

So I learned my painful lesson last time

This time I’m not gonna repeat the same mistake

So I don’t want to hear it

C.F. Grönroos ©             

Original poem and all the rights reserved to C.F. Grönroos

#CFGrönroos #MysteriesByRose #OriginalPoem #Poem #Poetry

Love in The Light
By Crissy Bliss Addams

They kiss me like no one’s watching,
and adore me like everyone is.
Because
I am not a secret.
I am a celebration.

Their hands know my history,
but they worship my body now.
I am chosen in daylight
Beloved in all seasons
not just desired in shadows.

This is a love that lingers in doorways,
that memorizes my tea,
that speaks my name with reverence
with respect and pure tranquility.

I am the perfect fit
I am their glorious sky.
And they look up in awe
every time.

I am loved: fully, fiercely, without edit.
Not in silence.
Not in hiding.
But in the light
where I was always meant to be.

#QueerJoy #OriginalPoem #LoveStory #LivedExperience #LoveOutLoud

Reading a few words that collected themselves together in my head yesterday as I reflected upon Yggdrasil and Wodan’s quest for wisdom.
#pagan #paganism #germanicpagan #norsepagan #Wodan #odin #poem #reading #originalpoem #poetry #writer #writing #druid #heathen

📢 new post on The Winged Life !

featuring the lyrics of « One Day, » a catchy pop number that is actually a prayer to the divine disguised as a love song…

🔗· https://poligraf.substack.com/p/one-day

#writing ✏️ #writerscommunity #CreativeWriting #poetry #lyrics #poems #OriginalPoem #indie #selfpublish #author #authors #PoetryLovers #TheWingedLife @poetry #faith #spirit 🎧 #Substack

📢 new post on The Winged Life !

a poem titled « The Miracle Is Worth The Wait » that was written around the end of november 2012, but was never released in that particular form, and eventually yielded the lyrics of a song with the same name…

🔗· https://poligraf.substack.com/p/the-miracle-is-worth-the-wait

#writing ✏️ #writerscommunity #CreativeWriting #poetry #poems #OriginalPoem #indie #selfpublish #author #authors #PoetryLovers #TheWingedLife @poetry

#faith #hope #destiny #maturity #humanity #spirit

📢 new post on The Winged Life !

an older poem titled Reinfused which conveys the energy of renewal that is animating me these days as i develop the publication…

🔗· https://poligraf.substack.com/p/reinfused

#writing #writings ✏️ #writerscommunity #CreativeWriting #poetry #poems #OriginalPoem #indie #selfpublish #author #authors #PoetryLovers #TheWingedLife #spirit #DivineIntelligence #IrrationalIntelligence #faith

📝 · for all that is amiss

flying over abyss
soaring above the night
if you blow me a kiss
i will bring you sunlight
…

👇

🔗 · https://poligraf.tumblr.com/post/763908513717174272/for-all-that-is-amiss

#writing #writings ✏️ #writerscommunity #CreativeWriting #poetry #poems #OriginalPoem #indie #selfpublish #author #authors #PoetryLovers #justice #hope @poetry

Whispering spirit trees
Hold every trauma
A boy whose joy was taken
Trapped in the Spanish moss
When emotions are finally released
The moss dried up
will disappear in flames
In a flash
But it is not yet time
To release your heartache
Your dreams
Your love
Not for centuries

#poem #poetry #originalpoem #shortpoem #amwritingpoetry