Listen to Bleed Poem Bangwing IN
Summary
Bangwing IN shares 'Listen to Bleed', a raw poem exploring memory, pain, and confession. The announcement highlights vivid imagery—mirrors, bleeding eyes, tulips—and lines that moved the community. Members are invited to discuss the themes of regret, self-reflection, and emotional support and to react to the powerful excerpts.
Keep a mirror in front of one,
The shadow cast belongs to none.
Memories fade, just flashes remain,
He listens closely to echoes of pain.
Eyes that bleed, a voice that sobs,
He hears the truth he once forgot.
Horror moves in a silent flow,
A painting forms, too slow to show.
Daydream, bad dream blurred in between,
He forgets the things he’s seen.
Diary open, pen in hand,
But can’t write of who he once could understand.
A knife now tight within his grip,
Where once lay tulips on a loving trip.
The mirror’s picture, sweet to vile,
Now reflects a broken smile.
Memories burn and circle back,
Do only the worthy earn a new track?
Walking with the ticking hand,
Feels like racing through sinking sand.
This is life where death feels near,
And even shadows lie in fear.
The flowers were kinder, far more true,
Still blooming here as I once knew.
Their beauty lives beyond regret,
While my own shadow can’t reflect.
They are the mirror I refuse to see,
Yet I reshape myself through who they be.
Wounded deep, I panic in pain,
Alone just let it fall like rain.
Bleeding slowly, numb once more,
Still waiting for the one I mourn.
I seek a hug I might not deserve,
A trembling plea, a shattered nerve.
I'm sorry please, hear my story,
Through the sound of bleed...
Maybe the reason was always me.
“daydream, bad dream blurred in between” EXCUSE ME 😭 ✨
“Maybe the reason was always me”
RACHIT 😭
My close friend had told me to write poetry on my abuses I do to others 💀
So I confessed everything why I use sharp words sometimes
cmon
brother like i’m dead after reading that
did you have to play w my heart like that 😭 😭
