The Dark Blooms Poem Spotlight
Summary
Bangwing IN shares a haunting poem titled The dark blooms that explores absence, memory, and craving over peace. The announcement presents vivid images of walls that hum laughter, sleeping beside ghosts, and waiting for the impossible to return. It matters to the community as a space for emotional expression, discussion, and creative reflection.
I do not write to you
I bleed you out, line by line
Your name still burns beneath my tongue
a curse I whisper just to feel alive
You left quietly,
but your absence screams louder than your
words ever did.
The walls remember you -
they hum your laughter when the night grows too
still.
I sleep beside your ghost,
wrapped in echoes and unfinished sentences.
Every dream drips with your silhouette -
Soft, cruel, eternal.
They say time is a healer.
But I think it's a liar -
it only teaches you to suffer beautifully
to wear your pain like silk.
to smile while you decay.
I still wait for the impossible -
for the dead starts to relight,
for your shadow to return and ruin me
again
Because even now,
I do not crave peace -
I crave you.
And that, perhaps,
is the darkest truth of all.
