The Burned Book Poem & Closure

Summary

In Bangwing IN a new announcement shares The Burned Book, a heartfelt poem about letting go, burning old chapters, and seeking quiet peace. The thread includes reactions, title feedback and ideas for follow ups like song lyrics. It matters to the community as a space for creative expression and supportive discussion.

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It’s not just an incomplete chapter,
Not simply a tale without end—
It’s the ache of a silence that lingers,
The longing that time doesn’t mend.

I wrote it from a place of love,
With ink made of hope and fire,
But somewhere, the pen turned brittle—
Snapped beneath unseen desire.

The plot never followed a path,
No hero, no arc, no resolve—
Just memories pressed between pages,
Too heavy for me to evolve.

So now I stand with the match in hand,
Not in rage, but in release—
Letting go not out of fury,
But in search of quiet peace.

Each flame a whispered farewell
To the versions of me I outgrew,
A requiem sung in embers
For the things I once thought true.

This isn’t the end of a story,
It’s the start of something untold—
Sometimes, the truest freedom
Is setting the story cold.

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:Aayehaye:

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“I wrote it from a place of love”
yea i think this line was written w whatever’s left undamaged in this heart 😭 ✨

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“Sometimes, the truest freedom
Is setting the story cold”

ugh this is perfection for a closure— i’m dying 👏

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My favourite part starts from
"So now I stand with the match in hand"

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ah ah i see

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:cute_blush:

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Yosh yosh

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:DD

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How's the idea and title 💀
I work in title idea more than actuall poetry sometimes

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hmm

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title feels a bit generic or stiff

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i think

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The Burned Book Poem & Closure

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title could be a little better like “from pages that were burnt”

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or something else

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Next I will write song lyrics

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the burnt book feels a little stiff for me

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but if you like it, don’t take my words into account at all

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I wanted to burn whole book myself

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🌚

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😭 😭

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brother are you okay

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Ahem

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Yes? 😭

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😭

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yk i ain’t buying that

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Buying what..

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like i ain’t believing the “yes?”

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🕺🏻💃🏻

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and here we go again

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Haha

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