Fia Naturie

Backdeckbenny (Peter) wrote a new post

• 4 months, 3 weeks ago

what's the diff?

Poetry

April 19, 2026

2

If the world is half bad and half good do the bad know they're bad, lie awake with it, carry it like a stone And do the good know they're good, wear it quietly, without needing to say? Or is it the other way the bad sleeping soundly, certain...

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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month

• 4 months, 3 weeks ago

Concordant Discord, Discordant Concord

April 19th wakes up
already arguing with itself.
It stretches, yawns,
and immediately disagrees
with the way the light enters the room.

But then,
in a twist only April could have invented,
it agrees
to disagree
as long as the disagreement
keeps agreeing
with the deeper, quieter truth
that…Read More

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PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month

• 4 months, 3 weeks ago

18, The Nervous Breakdown of the Month

April 18th does not walk in.
It bursts.
It arrives trembling,
breathing too fast,
eyes wide,
hands shaking
as if it has been running
from itself all night.

This is the day of the nervous breakdown,
the day when the month
finally admits
it has been faking composure
since the…Read More

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Lizz wrote a new post

• 4 months, 3 weeks ago

Knife Play

Erotica, Poetry

April 18, 2026

6

I looove to play with knives.I want to grip it tight.I want to tie you up fully.So there’s no control.You're my sub tonight.You've never been a sub before. Because you're always the master.I'm different from all the rest.I pull you...

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4 Comments
- Christopher
  4 months, 2 weeks ago
  
  Whoa.. that’s got a lot of deep meaning in it..! 🙁
  - Lizz
    4 months, 2 weeks ago
    
    This was actually pretty fun to write.
    - Christopher
      4 months, 2 weeks ago
      
      I bet.. it sounds like it would’ve been fun..
      
      Lizz
      4 months, 2 weeks ago
      
      Need to have some fun lol. This is only imagination I don’t think I myself could get to that point.
      
      Thanks for reading.
Willow posted in the group National Poetry Month

• 4 months, 3 weeks ago

Carried Away

neglected winds howled their fury
blowing through a door ajar…
startled…
she dropped to cower…
piercing chill burning
skating across thundering veins

sudden silence filled empty pockets
scoured sterile by the pain
tomorrow has no meaning
the past has gone away

frozen fists slowly opened
letting go…
of…Read More

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