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Ghost

I speak of the words you said years ago

Forever forgotten, you can hear no echo

A secret shared by two is bound to be just mine

Change is the ill consuming my mind

No one dares to speak of the deceased

If I am alone to remember, does a ghost become a dream ?

A fever-born mist with no ties to a past

Memories don't last when they didn't exist

There is a cemetery in my head

Rows of graves of you and us

Each tombstone marked with a sentence

Long faded out of your existence

Only I hear the echo

Alone I leave on each grave a rose

I am plagued in remembrance

Rotting hand clawing at the withering

Diseased love for the ghost of a living

#hazu's crumbs of poetry #hazu's texts #poetry #writing #poets on tumblr #writers and poets #writerscommunity #grief #love and loss #poem #about loving someone you still hold dear #someone who has changed but you cannot let go of who they were #and for some reason everything you said and did still fills your mind #but the truth is only you two knew about these memories #and now only you remember

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Paper cuts and paper planes

Folding the paper in the shape of a way out

I pile up all your words to hide them in a cloud

Your promises will be secrets kept by the sky

I will escape with them, carried by one last sigh

A single red tear drops, you flee my fingertips

A thousand paper cuts, farewells won't leave your lips

Are you only running so you won't be the wind

Pushing me far away, making us paper-thin ?

Are you afraid to blow because it's a frail plane ?

Even if you cut deep you can heal from the pain

03/2021

#hazu's crumbs of poetry #hazu's texts #poetry #writing #writers and poets #writerscommunity #paper planes #unspoken goodbyes #they are part of love aren't they?

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Warmth of an April sun

Unusual spells chased the rain and the cold

Find yourself at peace, brushed by hands of gold

Lie there amongst all the unspoken truths

Shivering silences of distant youths

Let time blur your limits, suspend your thoughts

Everlasting instant and fraying knots

Slowly dissolve your soul in the soft sound

Of the last voice that ties you to the ground

Stare at your sky; is it the same as mine?

Wind is a sigh; starry smiles always shine

When we leave it behind and April's gone

Will you remember the warmth of this sun?

Twin poems - 05/2021

#hazu's crumbs of poetry #hazu's texts #poetry #writing #poets on tumblr #writers and poets #writerscommunity #love poem #twin poems #loving from afar is not easy #but perhaps we can meet during the night #wandering the starry sky and see thr same constellations #and maybe we can bathe in the same shining sun #perhaps this is how you feel close

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Taste of a cold spring night

I'll never forget the taste of this spring

The feeling I get when you play the string

Soft warmth in my hands as I drink the day

Sweet notes of honey slowly slip away

Nothing to eclipse the pallid crescent

Closed eyes and the world is evanescent

Those depths are so cold, I no longer see

But I hear you call, your voice anchors me

Blurred colors of life, nothing feels as true

I whisper a smile to the ghost of you

And bottle your words, filled with quiescence

Almost like you're here, I feel your presence

Twin poems - 05/2021

#hazu's crumbs of poetry #hazu's texts #poetry #writing #writers and poets #writerscommunity #poets on tumblr #this is half of a set of two poems #they work together as a different point of view #like an echo to one another #the answer to a question #there is a sweetness to a cold spring night #stargazing barefoot in the garden #it's trying to put yourself in another's shoes rather thzn the other's point of view really #twin poems

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Variations on an eatly spring 3 - 24/03/2023

#hazu's crumbs of poetry #hazu's texts #poetry #thoughts on love #writing #poets on tumblr #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #writers and poets #heartache and heart ease are two sides of the same coin #you can't really have one without the other i suppose #i wanted to play with the form for that reason #the window isn't always made of glass

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You are getting glasses today

A chance at a change of I's

World upside-down, switch of perspective

Slight but brutal, see how through the glass

Magnified doubts become familiar

Magnificence found behind the blur

Renewed beauty, the inner is out

Laying there before your eyes

07/04/2023

#hazu's crumbs of poetry #hazu's texts #poetry #writing #poets on tumblr #glasses #someone dear to me got glasses that day and I felt inspired #do you ever think about how the mundane holds so much meaning? #i had fun with this one i like my little puns and unexpected switches of words #i's instead of eyes #the scattered idea of magnifying glass #i thought getting glasses was a perfect occasion to become a new... you

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My fingertips still trace the curves of your name

In hopes you feel their caress on your face all the same

They long to know the hills and valleys of your skin

Left in their wake the chills never seem to wear thin

I'll be the first to learn all your constellations

Scattered stars to discern, I'll name them temptations

For my lips to digress around proofs of beauty

And subtle scars to bless for love is my duty

Hands would nest together and I strive for this fate

Hiding inside letters dreams of us that await

20/08/2023

#hazu's crumbs of poetry #hazu's texts #poetry #poet #poets on tumblr #writing #thoughts on love #this poem means so much to me #the parallel between beauty marks and stars is something that's been on my mind a lot #and for years and years i've had this idea of intimacy being tjmhe knowledge of all the constellations on their skin #and once again this idea of the love behind a name #when that's all you have to love someone the curves of the letters start to resemble a silhouette #and wishful promises

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I came back home

And it didn't quite feel like home

The floorboards creaked with unfamiliarity

Crying for a pace no longer in synchrony

The dance faded from my memory

I came back home

To clutter too still and unfinished hopes

Lonely souvenirs, half-closed envelopes

Clothes forever waiting for the garden ropes

I came back home

To an empty heart disoriented by change

Untouched yet foreign rooms seeming so strange

Packed with old boxes and suitcases to rearrange

I went and roamed

Far, far away

When I came back home today

It didn't quite feel like home

19/08/2023

#hazu's texts #hazu's crumbs of poetry #poetry #text #writing #i came back home and did not recognize any of the sounds #how long does it take for a home to become a house ? #how many years of stillness would turn a room filled with memories into vestiges of the past ? #would my plushies survive me #would anyone love all the trinkets I care about if all they knew was a dust-filled room in a stranger's home ?

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~Welcome to Ebryn~

Isla was robbed of everything he knows. Once a beloved prince, he’s now a wanted fugitive, hunted by the royal army for the murder of his family.

Raylon doesn’t exist. He has ties to no one, living alone in the woods with nothing but his wolf companion and mysterious markings covering his skin.

Whether it be by chance, or something fated to be by their gods, the lives of the two begin to intertwine. The disparities between them are abrasive at best, but when faced with the reality of the situation, their survival is reliant on learning how to trust one another.

Their story features an enemies to friends to lovers arc, assassination plots, ideas of self worth and deservance, magic, discovering the fluidity of gender, gays overthrowing the government, and complicated relationships with father figures. It also contains some heavy topics surrounding the mistreatment of children and mental health.

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ive been slowly fleshing out these characters and their stories for some time now, but ive never taken it very seriously. after sharing it with some friends and receiving a ton of support (highly recommend checking out {sarah} in particular, she’s pretty awesome) i decided that i want to try turning these errant thoughts and notebook doodles into something more substantial. this blog will mostly be my attempt at building the story and keeping everything organized, while also being able to share it with other people and get some feedback.

in the next few posts i’ll build up the characters and plot a bit more, as well as introducing the rest of their surrounding world. the posting schedule will most likely be very erratic because that ADHD grind stops for no man nor timeline, so i apologize in advance.

thank you for reading this far, and im super excited to welcome you into the world of Ebryn !

-zipp <3

#friends stories #this person is awesome and so is their story #ocs i want to kiss on their forehead and tuck in bed

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I hold dear all things that wear your name, and give your name to all things that I hold dear

#hazu's texts #hazu's crumbs of poetry #thoughts on love #there is so much intimacy in a name #the tenderness when you see a loved one's name in the wild #be it a character or an actor or a flower or anything #and you're just so filled with loce anytime you see that name now #names just carry so much feelings and memories #and then maybe you will give your loved one's name to things #like a plushie or an OC #even unconsciously you associate your loved one's name to all the things they love and all the things you love that remind you of them #love is beautiful idk #poetry #love