GoldSunny Tears

Thought, emotions, sensation

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At first

the airport blurred into noise —

metal trays, tired faces,

security lights too white to feel human.

And him too, almost.

Just another body moving fast

through the morning rush.

Then I looked again.

His fingers were peeling skin

near the side of his neck, absentminded,

like he’d forgotten people could see him.

Something strangely tender about it.

He lifted a basket for me

without a word,

the kind of small gesture

that lands heavier than it should.

Then before the metal detector,

the hoodie came off —

cream sweatpants hanging loose,

oversized green shirt

with something faded on the back,

shoulders suddenly impossible to ignore.

Muscles built quietly,

like they belonged to someone

who never needed attention to know he had it.

And that was it.

A few seconds.

No story, no name.

Just the weird ache

of meeting someone

for less than a minute

and remembering them

like a song you almost know.

Spread kindness, guys.

You never know

how deeply a small moment

can stay with someone.

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I met a man

who learned the world too early—

not from books,

but from sirens

and walls that shook at night.

While I was chasing clouds,

he was holding fear

like it belonged to him.

Childhood, he said,

was something small and fragile—

easily broken,

easily gone.

And I stood there,

the same age,

but not the same life,

feeling the distance between us

not in years,

but in what we were allowed to keep

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••••

Probably it is, as they said—

a cassette chewed by time,

a melody written in disappearing ink.

Enjoy till it lasts,

like opera breath held too long,

like applause already turning to echoes.

Better live it than imagine it:

a mask melting under stage lights,

a projector burning through the reel,

a drumbeat that exists only

while your heart keeps time.

••••

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Yesterday they asked me about you—

how our paths first crossed,

as if the question had a second voice,

leaning closer than it needed to.

I felt it then,

that quiet pull beneath the words,

someone listening for more

than the shape of an answer.

I didn’t panic.

I stood where honesty meets restraint,

not hiding,

not emptying my hands either.

Not indifferent.

Just aware—

that curiosity rarely stops

where it begins.

And if they ask again,

it won’t be fear that answers.

We are grown,

and time has taught us how to change

without asking permission.

Life moved.

So did we.

Still, it was strange—

your name arriving unannounced,

like a door I don’t lock anymore,

yet still notice when it opens.

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The Night We Met

The night we met, I get obsessed,

The moon confessed what hearts suppress.

Your voice—a spark, my calm undressed,

And ever since, I can’t find rest.

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I think I like him more than I thought—

the way his restless fingers never stay still,

always playing with something,

as if to quiet his mind.

I lose myself in those blue-light eyes,

and somehow, with him, I’m never awkward.

Even my terrible geography jokes make him laugh—

really laugh—with me.

He smiles at everyone, kind without trying,

and maybe that’s what makes it harder.

I remind myself why I shouldn’t care—

he’s someone close to home.

But still,

something feels right, good, and steady,

like I’ve known him forever.

I could lose myself every day

in that blue ocean,

and never want to find my way back.

Impossible to forget.

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Among the walls, new colors bloom,

a gentle spark dispels the gloom.

Two little hearts look toward the skies,

where light is steady, hope never dies.

A teddy comforts, a red balloon flies,

turning the street to a garden that sighs.

Every ruin becomes a seed,

where hope is planted, it will succeed.

The light keeps dancing in hands that meet,

promising days of joy complete.

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The wind through broken screens,

the hush of waves along the pier,

a shadow that lingers

long after the sun has gone.

When he speaks, it is low

words that are not meant to stay,

scattering like sand

pulled back into the sea.

And yet, in the quiet,

his presence clings,

like night air holding its breath

while the world waits for a storm.

To love him is to love

what cannot be caught:

a drifting tide,

a restless wind.

Still, you stand there,

eyes closed,

letting him move through you

like summer itself

beautiful, unbearable,

already fading.

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We rode the back of the car,

its wheels carving curves through the night,

slalom-dancing on asphalt,

like a heartbeat skipping in time.

Your hand in mine—

a fragile bridge,

a quiet tether against the pull,

against the sway,

against the crash of glass and stars.

The early-morning air clung to my skin,

cold as a whisper.

But your warmth spilled through your fingertips,

flooding me whole,

a secret sunrise before the dawn.

We swayed,

leaning closer, closer still,

and the world became

a ripple of motion,

a spark of sensation—

cold and warm,

soft and alive,

you and me.

And in that breathless moment,

held by the hum of tires and the rhythm of slalom,

I think we found

a kind of gravity.

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A feather from a bird long flown,

A shell from a tide that’s gone?

A thread from a cocoon we’ve outgrown,

Or the bite of a fruit overripe,

Too sweet, too wrong?

Do you want the shadow of a wolf,

Pacing where the firelight fades?

The silence of a hibernating bear,

Or the echoes of a storm unmade?

A spring that never blooms again,

A clock rewound, a lost refrain?

The crossroads we once left behind,

And wonder if you…

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A Poem for Love in a Broken World

I left behind a life, a love,

Crossed borders drawn from stars above,

To chase the work, the weight, the call,

And traded dreams for city walls.

But love—is it a child’s tale,

A silver thread, too fine, too frail?

Or does it linger, true and pure,

An essence meant to heal, to cure?

Across the earth, they clash and bleed,

For god and blood, for race and creed,

While we, who hold love close and warm,

Feel helpless in the raging storm.

They tell us love is built to last,

Yet history shows it burning fast,

A spark that fights, then fades to dust,

Yet we still dream, we still trust.

To love, to hope, to start anew,

To build a world from what is true,

Despite the scars, the grief, the fight,

We search for love, for warmth, for light.

Perhaps love’s gift is this alone:

To carry on, though hearts are stone,

To cradle faith in hands worn thin—

That love is where we all begin.

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I went out searching, to our places,

But found myself lost in empty spaces.

The laughter fades, the colors drain,

And all that’s left is quiet pain.

The world moves on, with quiet grace,

But I stand still, in the same old place.

I see their smiles, I hear their sound,

But without you here, I feel unbound.

You slip through thoughts I try to hide,

But there you are, still deep inside.

I thought I’d heal, but I can’t pretend,

You’re the start, the middle, the end.

I feel more empty than before,

An open wound, a quiet war.

Each step I take feels less like me,

Like a shadow longing to be free.

The echoes of you linger, stay,

No matter how far I run away.

The nights stretch long, the days grow cold,

With memories that never grow old.

I can’t escape, I can’t let go,

Your memory’s all I seem to know.

So here I stand, in quiet despair,

In our places, but you’re not there.

One gets on with life, that’s what they say,

But without you, I lose my way.

I wonder if you feel it too—

The emptiness that once was two.

I want to know, how does it feel?

To live with a heart that’s finally healed.

To walk through life, whole and free,

While I’m here drowning in what used to be.

Are you full now, with laughter and light?

Does the world feel better, do you sleep at night?

//september

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A journey begun,

From the very first day, laughter and tears spun.

You made me fall in love, you made me change,

New horizons dawned, feeling better, so strange.

Grateful am I for the land so fair,

Midnight sun’s glow, a wonder to share.

Though darkness at times, a shadow did cast,

The experience profound, memories vast.

Not always easy, comfort zones to defy,

Each day a battle, with courage to try.

Yet joy fills my heart, I’m happy to say,

For each step I took, brought light to my day.

My personality bloomed, with confidence strong,

Fantastic people met, where I belong.

Loving it all, the highs and the lows,

my true self arose.

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