《 Nyx Thinks 》
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And I would lay down to silence my thoughts,
soothe my wounds, and not pick them apart;
Rest my tired eyes for a while.

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But I do not know,
where home is.

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The heart that once knew joy and light,
Now mourns and weeps throughout the night.
Betrayed by one who claimed to care,
Leaving scars that no one may repair.


~©️ Nyx Thinks
#littlestories #Atuneofbrokenhearts #Nyxthinks
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Amidst a crowd of lonely souls we walk,
Our hearts, aching for love's gentle embrace.
We seek its solace, but it's just talk,
For love always seems to swiftly erase.

In our brokenness, we keep on trying,
Yearning for the comfort that love brings.
But the more we seek, the more we're denying,
That love is elusive, an intangible thing.

It's strange how we persist in this quest,
Knowing that it will bring us only pain.
We're like a bird with a broken nest,
Hoping that it will fly again.

So we keep on seeking, in melancholy state,
Hoping that love will soon find our fate.

#Nyxthinks #Atuneofbrokenhearts #draft
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𝘈 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘦𝘭,
𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘦
𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴
𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘺,
𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦,
𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵
𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦.

#Nyxthinks #Atuneofbrokenhearts #draft
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𝘈𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺,
𝘈𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳 ?

𝘉𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧.
𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴?

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𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘺, 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦,
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘨𝘶𝘴𝘵.

#OC #scribble #Nyxthinks
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I refuse.

I refuse to let myself bleed anymore.

For the love I'm chasing,
is nothing more
than a wilted rose
full of thorns.

An illusion of happiness,
drawn by this melancholic
empty heart of mine.


#scribble #Nyxthinks
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To My Love,

Your memory is a rose garden,
Each petal a precious thought,
The scent of you lingers on,
Even though you're now long gone
.

#draft #Nyxthinks
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'Little Lady'

She closed her eyes
and the voice spoke again.

Little lady,
Where are you going?
Are you aware that
monsters roam this place?

Little lady,
What are you searching for?
Are you aware,
The angles you seek,
have fallen from grace?

Little lady,
the warmth,
the love,
the embrace you speak of,
Are you aware there is none
Left in this place?

Little lady,
Who are you running away from?
The demons that haunt you,
Are the ones that stay in your head.


#draft #Nyxthinks #shortPoetry
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Her eyes are like galaxies,
Her voice like a songbird's tune.
She's the light that gives him peace,
His heart's desire, his sweet moon.


#scribble #Nyxthinks #love
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Those eyes I seek,
are nothing like the dawn.
They are a supernova
of ineffable emotions.
A color palette of midnight rain
yet as ecstatic as the sun.


The most bewitching shade of lavender
I have ever seen.


#scribble #Nyxthinks
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The truth shattered
everything I had
like a piece of glass.

Broken pieces
Lying around,
Begging to be held.

A forbidden piece of art
Painted black and white
With the palette of my broken dreams and misery.

Devoid of Colour.

Twisted Fate : Draft 01
#OC #draft #Nyxthinks
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And why should I ever accept the truth,
If my happiness lies within your 'lies'?

I would rather die in your warm embrace,
Than freeze to death in the cold outside.

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Afterall, aren't we both playing mind games?

Twisted Fate : Draft 02
#OC #Nyxthinks
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Everyday,
For hours I numbly stare into nowhere,
thinking, ---

What if the shadows that keep whispering in my ears, were a little less malevolent?

Would it make me more humane?

Would it make me a little more kinder, to the lady in the mirror?

Would I deem myself worthy of love then?

#scribble #OC #Nyxthinks
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Her voice rang in my ears.
A tedious reminder-----

"Some stories don't have a happy ending.
They are tragedies, dressed as dreams of 'Happily ever after.'
Be careful of the lies you fall for, Dearest.
"

#scribble #Nyxthinks
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Rhythm of Happiness

Inside my chest it flutters bright,
A warmth that fills my soul with light,
My heart with love and joy takes flight.

Each moment passes like a dream,
My thoughts, a tranquil flowing stream,
Contentment shines like sun's bright beam.

This feeling strong, it brings a smile,
And though it lasts just for a while,
It's worth it for its pure beguile.

For in the depths of all life's woes,
It's this that offsets all the lows,
And balances my highs and woes.

So hold onto this warmth and glow,
For in its arms, we surely know,
A happy joy will ever flow.



©️Nyx Thinks
#shortpoetry #Nyxthinks
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"Go ahead.
Go ahead and throw your sticks and stones at me. What else have you all ever done?" He roared as loud as the thunder in the sky.

A petite figure full of scars and bloody wounds. An ugly sight to the eyes of the crowd. Yet an exigent aura of dominance that surrounds that lifeless body.

"I'm a survivor and I will remain one, no matter how much you try to oppress me.
If I'm going to die anyways, I would rather die with my pride."

A heavy silence prevailed the whispering crowd.

#OC #Nyxthinks #draft
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"And my ways will never be justified by my means.
My hands are covered with blood and my pages are full of my sins. I have become so numb to this tragic fate of mine.

Even I won't ever accept my ownself, then how can I ever ask you to love me ?"

#OC #Nyxthinks
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Goodbye

Softly, the wind whispered your name,
As I sit here, longing for your embrace,
My heart aches for the joy it once knew,
When I was held by someone like you.

The day seems colder without your glow,
My soul feels empty, wanting to grow,
But without the warmth of your skin,
I'm left in this melancholic spin.

Your absence is like a ghost to me,
Haunting the corners of my memory,
I search for you in every dream,
Hoping to find you, though it may seem.

For you, my heart will forever yearn,
As I wait for the day, you'll return,
Until then, my love, I'll just exist,
Lost in this melancholic mist.


#shortpoetry #Nyxthinks
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There are few things as lovely to see,
As the eyes of my love right on me.
With a sparkle they shine,
Like the stars that align,
A symphony played just for me!


#love #scribble #Nyxthinks
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With all my broken pieces
I picked along the way,
I built myself, 'a mirror.'

A mirror;
to let myself know
that everything I have ever been in need of,
has always been mine.
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It's time I tend to my own wounds,
Rather then finding tenderness in others.

#OC #Nyxthinks
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Stage of life.


I paint my lips crimson—
a smile stitched with invisible thread,
while the scar beneath my ribs hums
a melody only I can hear.

The stage is set with halogen lights,
so bright they bleach the shadows
where my grief curls like a sleeping child,
small, forgotten, but still breathing.

I pirouette in borrowed grace,
each step a sonnet, each glance a verse—
the audience sighs, mistaking
the tremor in my hands for passion,
not the aftershock of a wound
I refuse to name.

Oh, the art of vanishing in plain sight--
how the body becomes both
the blade and the sheath.

At curtain call, they throw roses,
their petals soft as apologies
I’ll never receive.

I bow low, lower,
until my spine becomes a question mark—
Is this enough? Will this ever be enough?


#poetry #nyxthinks
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