Fia Naturie

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• 1 month, 2 weeks ago

Stricken

Poetry, Romance

April 27, 2026

4

I think of you oftenfor all the wrong reasonsand maybe a couple of right onesthe right ones that you discardedbecause they felt insincerehave never stopped haunting meif my obsession wasn't obviousmy affections should have at leastbeen spared your anxious...

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- Crimsin
  1 month, 2 weeks ago
  
  hello dearest Thriteen you’re from the underground I must know you… this is powerful I don’t know if you ever read me…my memory isn’t good and the last year I was going through hell…this write is full of passion and anyone would love to be wanted this way ❤️
  - 13
    1 month, 2 weeks ago
    
    Hey Crimsin, yes I am. And yes, I have read you.
    I believe I also had maybe one or more of your works on my reading list from way back in the day. I fell off the reading wagon somewhere along the line and just limited myself to expressing.
    Sorry to hear about your tribulations. If it is any solace, physics just (back in 2022) proved that our universe is not locally real, it’s all a generative simulation of our experiences taking shape. Even the hell we feel, believe it or not, is all self inflicted. Either from the present, our past, or our previous iteration (past life). And strangely enough through vipassana (my first course on April 8th) I realised that if I simply observe all my sensations, good or bad — without judging them, without craving or being averse to them, — they all disappear. We’ve learned to live with ignorance of the truth, ‘all things are impermanent’, even the hell we go through. If you get the chance to, I highly recommend experiencing vipassana for yourself for the 10 day course. Even if you never practice it in daily life after.
    
    As for this poem, the person I wrote this for doesn’t feel any intimacy towards me. haha
- Adelphina
  1 month, 2 weeks ago
  
  This rings so true. It’s crazy how we talk to ourselves when we are going through heartbreak. But when I read this kind of work, I feel grateful for the read and understanding of someone else’s pain. Being able to write it down so eloquently and honestly isn’t easy. Great write.
  - 13
    1 month, 2 weeks ago
    
    Thank you so much for stopping by. I remember your name from DUP as well.
    Well, the feelings were true and the clarity you gain from being completely honest with yourself is unparalleled.
    I’ve tried to pen that as neatly as I could.
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look at me

Poetry

April 27, 2026

2

nonot that versionnot that onenot the pieces stitched togetherouta all the thingsyou needed me to be look at mehold it theredon’t let your eyes slide offdon’t try to soften the edges so you can keep your image of me see me little...

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- Fia Naturie
  1 month, 2 weeks ago
  
  I felt one word “intense” Good piece
- Damian DeadLove
  1 month, 2 weeks ago
  
  Powerfully penned, 253. Excellent write with lots of layers my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
  
  Damian
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April 27th - Down, Up, Along, As If Tomorrow Didn’t Exist

Poetry

April 27, 2026

4

April 27th beginsdown the stairs,all the way long,each step a small surrender,each landing a brief negotiationbetween gravity and will. It is a descentthat feels older than you,a movement inheritedfrom every fallyou’ve ever survived. But the day does not stay low.It never...

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- Fia Naturie
  1 month, 2 weeks ago
  
  That last stanza
  “And by the time it ends,
  you realize:
  you have traveled
  farther inside yourself
  than any map
  could ever show.”
  Par man that is gold
  - PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos)
    1 month, 2 weeks ago
    
    Thanks my dear. 🌻
- Damian DeadLove
  1 month, 2 weeks ago
  
  “And by the time it ends,
  you realize:
  you have traveled
  farther inside yourself
  than any map
  could ever show.”
  
  Brilliantly penned, PAR. Another excellent write (day) my friend. This one is definitely all about the miles traveled, journeys tend to do that it seems. Amazing read with precise imagery brother, I could picture the surroundings especially the highway. Nicely done as always. That last stanza was chef’s kiss. I concur with Fia. Appreciate you.
  
  Damian
  - PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos)
    1 month, 2 weeks ago
    
    Thanks, my Brother!
PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos) posted in the group National Poetry Month

• 1 month, 2 weeks ago

April 27th – Down, Up, Along, As If Tomorrow Didn’t Exist

April 27th begins
down the stairs,
all the way long,
each step a small surrender,
each landing a brief negotiation
between gravity and will.

It is a descent
that feels older than you,
a movement inherited
from every fall
you’ve ever survived.

But the day does not stay low…Read More

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- redzone
  1 month, 2 weeks ago
  
  Not sure I want to go inside myself that far PAR. I just might go inside so far that I see my self outside looking in. That would be a paradox, and people would say I am insane, more so than usual. So, while I enjoyed reading your poem very muchly, I think I will just sleep this 27th day of poetry away. Wake me up at 12:O1 on the 28th. (It is a…Read More
  - PAR (Paulo Acácio Ramos)
    1 month, 2 weeks ago
    
    Clock is set, my friend.
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• 1 month, 2 weeks ago

Rainbow Dreams

Today, April 26th, has arrived
with a promise of color,
of something that plays in
our mind like a whisper,
like a dream.

Some dreams
are like candy apples,
sweetly coated
and soft inside;
or, like rainbows,
that rise
and fade into the sky.
And then,
there are the dreams
made of you.

Those dreams,
where your…Read More

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