Agony Poems
Mon Amour, Mon Résurrecteur
by Nad Sof
Le soleil n’est plus lumineux,
Plus ce que j’espérais revoir.
La lune brille plus que jamais,
Dans sa lumière, je trouve mon espoir.
Mon cœur semble ne plus battre,
Mais mon amour, toi seul peux me ressusciter.
Why I Write and Not Speak.
by Nad Sof
They say, "Life is always unfair,"
A truth so harsh, it’s hard to bear.
But never did I think it would go this far,
That life’s unfairness would leave me scarred.
I once believed, with all my heart,
That sharing pain would heal the part,
Of me that hurt, the part that bled,
That someone’s love could calm my head.
......
Hands that Left Scars
by Nad Sof
I’m sorry to those who carry my shadow,
For no soul should ever bear such weight.
I am a girl, barely begun to understand the world,
Yet I've tasted its bitter lessons too early—
Each one leaves a scar that whispers,
"Don't trust, don't hope, don't dream."
If there’s a touch that could reach me, soft and kind,
Without the weight of ghosts in its hands,
That would be the first.
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Rumours
by Nad Sof
I told him everything, my voice a trembling sigh,
Asked, “You really think I’m not afraid to try?”
The truth I wore like chains, the weight of silent screams,
A life now lost in rumors, shattered dreams.
Each footstep to the school, a thousand thorns in my chest,
The echoes of their judgments, a never-ending test.
I never did a thing to earn this hateful gaze,
Yet the fire of falsehoods has set my world ablaze.
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Lie, Endless Deceit. Truth, Unwavering Feat.
by Nad Sof
They say the truth will set you free,
That honesty is light, and lies a prison, you see.
A lie, they say, binds you to endless deceit,
While truth is a simple, unwavering feat.
But I disagree with this easy claim,
For every truth I speak only fans the flame.
It affects my heart, it alters my mind,
And leaves me shattered, broken, confined.
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Cruelty-- Forgiveness-- And Forevermore.
by Nad Sof
Sometimes I wonder, what makes the heart so cruel,
When forgiveness blooms in the soil of a soul’s duel.
If I, broken and bent, can rise from the wreck,
Can bury the ghosts, and silence the wrecked,
Why can’t they let go, leave me in peace,
And allow me the breath of a soft release?
I don’t ask for riches, or a word of praise,
Not even a promise, not even a gaze.
Though they tore from me every spark, every light,
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A Love That Was Once Kind--
by Nad Sof
I chose silence, a weapon of peace,
For I knew how sharp my words could slice—
Not from indifference, but from fear,
Afraid that what I held dear would disappear.
To wound a heart, to sever ties,
All with the sting of a careless lie.
So I stayed silent, keeping it inside,
Letting love and anger both collide.
But sometimes I wish people would turn away,
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Four Walls -- One Door Locked In .
by Nad Sof
In this small room, the air feels thin,
Four walls press close, one door locked in.
A window too high, a bed too still,
A cold stone floor that can't heal.
Two books rest there, pages untold,
While shadows pass, the stories unfold.
Eyes glance at mine, then quickly fall,
Faces wear masks, and I don’t trust them at all.
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Hands that Left Scars
by Nad Sof
I’m sorry to those who carry my shadow,
For no soul should ever bear such weight.
I am a girl, barely begun to understand the world,
Yet I've tasted its bitter lessons too early—
Each one leaves a scar that whispers,
"Don't trust, don't hope, don't dream."
If there’s a touch that could reach me, soft and kind,
Without the weight of ghosts in its hands,
That would be the first.
......
Mon Amour, Mon Résurrecteur
by Nad Sof
Le soleil n’est plus lumineux,
Plus ce que j’espérais revoir.
La lune brille plus que jamais,
Dans sa lumière, je trouve mon espoir.
Mon cœur semble ne plus battre,
Mais mon amour, toi seul peux me ressusciter.
