Comments received on poems by 𝓱𝓪𝔂𝓵𝓮𝓲𝓰𝓱
trans allegheny lunatic asylum
NafisaSB said:
a telling remark about what\'s going on...
April 1st, 2026 00:29
NafisaSB said:
a telling remark about what\'s going on...
April 1st, 2026 00:29
trans allegheny lunatic asylum
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, there’s a haunting calm in this that really lingers. The dust, the empty bed, the quiet movement through it all…then that turn into something more than just memory. It feels like presence layered on absence. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
March 29th, 2026 09:49
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, there’s a haunting calm in this that really lingers. The dust, the empty bed, the quiet movement through it all…then that turn into something more than just memory. It feels like presence layered on absence. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
March 29th, 2026 09:49
trans allegheny lunatic asylum
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of what we are made of dust, dry skin cells scattered things change including who we are as we shed all we are made of and the doctors and nurses come and go as does the tobacco all specters left over from our neglect
March 29th, 2026 08:38
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of what we are made of dust, dry skin cells scattered things change including who we are as we shed all we are made of and the doctors and nurses come and go as does the tobacco all specters left over from our neglect
March 29th, 2026 08:38
waiting room of purgatory
2781 said:
The writer still has a conscience-He brought me up also out of an horrible pit,out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings. x
March 29th, 2026 08:37
2781 said:
The writer still has a conscience-He brought me up also out of an horrible pit,out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings. x
March 29th, 2026 08:37
rainbow froyo
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, “every scar on my body, / a brush stroke on a canvas” is what stays with me…especially alongside Psalm 22’s voice of being reduced, exposed, undone. It turns the body into testimony without trying to redeem it. Just truth. Powerful...your pairing the poem with Scripture deeps what is already a deep poem. Just wow! Well done! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
March 25th, 2026 10:29
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, “every scar on my body, / a brush stroke on a canvas” is what stays with me…especially alongside Psalm 22’s voice of being reduced, exposed, undone. It turns the body into testimony without trying to redeem it. Just truth. Powerful...your pairing the poem with Scripture deeps what is already a deep poem. Just wow! Well done! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
March 25th, 2026 10:29
rainbow froyo
sorenbarrett said:
Here a poem of reflections on love and life and the difficulty involved. Nicely done
March 24th, 2026 19:42
sorenbarrett said:
Here a poem of reflections on love and life and the difficulty involved. Nicely done
March 24th, 2026 19:42
waiting room of purgatory
NafisaSB said:
self depreciation is truly cancerous - better to nip it in the bud, and face your challenges with the quiet inner strength you will find you had in you...
March 24th, 2026 01:06
NafisaSB said:
self depreciation is truly cancerous - better to nip it in the bud, and face your challenges with the quiet inner strength you will find you had in you...
March 24th, 2026 01:06
waiting room of purgatory
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, I’ve brushed up against that kind of inner noise before…where everything turns inward and starts to collapse on itself. You captured that intensity in a way that feels immediate and real. It’s not easy to put that into words and you did it well, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
March 19th, 2026 10:14
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, I’ve brushed up against that kind of inner noise before…where everything turns inward and starts to collapse on itself. You captured that intensity in a way that feels immediate and real. It’s not easy to put that into words and you did it well, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
March 19th, 2026 10:14
waiting room of purgatory
Demar Desu - 德马尔·德苏 said:
“I have stopped thinking” I aspire..
March 18th, 2026 21:16
Demar Desu - 德马尔·德苏 said:
“I have stopped thinking” I aspire..
March 18th, 2026 21:16
waiting room of purgatory
sorenbarrett said:
Strong words of anger lay in this poem giving it power but at the same time so self deprecating.
March 18th, 2026 20:13
sorenbarrett said:
Strong words of anger lay in this poem giving it power but at the same time so self deprecating.
March 18th, 2026 20:13
sadist dreamscape
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, this is dark and unapologetic…it doesn’t flinch. My kind of poetry. There’s a raw hunger running through it that feels intentional and controlled. The tension between dominance and dust lingers heavy. Bold piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 28th, 2026 12:14
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, this is dark and unapologetic…it doesn’t flinch. My kind of poetry. There’s a raw hunger running through it that feels intentional and controlled. The tension between dominance and dust lingers heavy. Bold piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 28th, 2026 12:14
sadist dreamscape
sorenbarrett said:
This sounds very Jewish and somewhat old school. A desire to be passed over and coming to Passover. Well done
February 27th, 2026 20:39
sorenbarrett said:
This sounds very Jewish and somewhat old school. A desire to be passed over and coming to Passover. Well done
February 27th, 2026 20:39
bloody valentine
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, this is dark, visceral, and emotionally charged. Beneath the shock is a yearning to feel significant…to equate suffering with worth. The repetition and escalation build that desperation steadily. It’s not easy to read, and that’s exactly why it resonates so well. Powerful write, here. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 15th, 2026 09:34
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, this is dark, visceral, and emotionally charged. Beneath the shock is a yearning to feel significant…to equate suffering with worth. The repetition and escalation build that desperation steadily. It’s not easy to read, and that’s exactly why it resonates so well. Powerful write, here. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 15th, 2026 09:34
bloody valentine
sorenbarrett said:
The difference between sexual passion and love in this poem the former. Well written
February 14th, 2026 21:13
sorenbarrett said:
The difference between sexual passion and love in this poem the former. Well written
February 14th, 2026 21:13
only one
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, this has bite. It feels controlled but simmering…like patience stretched thin but not broken. “I take pleasure in the penalty” lands hard. There’s defiance there, but also clarity. You don’t sound rattled…you sound resolved. Strong piece, my friend. Hope today is less trying that yesterday. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 14th, 2026 10:24
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, this has bite. It feels controlled but simmering…like patience stretched thin but not broken. “I take pleasure in the penalty” lands hard. There’s defiance there, but also clarity. You don’t sound rattled…you sound resolved. Strong piece, my friend. Hope today is less trying that yesterday. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 14th, 2026 10:24
only one
sorenbarrett said:
Mano a mano it seems in this poem of vale tudo. Nicely taken to the mat where it is the last man standing. Very nice
February 13th, 2026 16:43
sorenbarrett said:
Mano a mano it seems in this poem of vale tudo. Nicely taken to the mat where it is the last man standing. Very nice
February 13th, 2026 16:43
ankh
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, this is raw and unflinching. It doesn’t soften the question… it confronts it. The tension between temple and desecration lands hard. You’re not so much whispering doubt here, as you’re demanding reckoning. Powerful and unsettling. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 12th, 2026 17:42
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, this is raw and unflinching. It doesn’t soften the question… it confronts it. The tension between temple and desecration lands hard. You’re not so much whispering doubt here, as you’re demanding reckoning. Powerful and unsettling. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 12th, 2026 17:42
ankh
sorenbarrett said:
What a most interesting poem that speaks to the purpose of life. Existential in nature this question ponders what is of value if all turns to ash in the end. Poetically stated it brings the image of a temple (and they too eventually crumble) and love (that has changed lately to be more temporary). It is deeper than surface appearance and may well have to do with societal changes and definitions. It is in the depth of this poem that I give a fave
February 12th, 2026 17:08
sorenbarrett said:
What a most interesting poem that speaks to the purpose of life. Existential in nature this question ponders what is of value if all turns to ash in the end. Poetically stated it brings the image of a temple (and they too eventually crumble) and love (that has changed lately to be more temporary). It is deeper than surface appearance and may well have to do with societal changes and definitions. It is in the depth of this poem that I give a fave
February 12th, 2026 17:08
no heart no face no purpose
Vipassana said:
How can we view the world without first knowing it?
Indeed.
February 12th, 2026 02:22
Vipassana said:
How can we view the world without first knowing it?
Indeed.
February 12th, 2026 02:22
another name for me
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, this hit me hard…there’s something suffocating and electric running through it. The tension feels physical, like it’s pressing against the ribs from the inside. It’s intense without losing control…just raw and deliberate. Powerful piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 11th, 2026 12:49
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, this hit me hard…there’s something suffocating and electric running through it. The tension feels physical, like it’s pressing against the ribs from the inside. It’s intense without losing control…just raw and deliberate. Powerful piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 11th, 2026 12:49
another name for me
sorenbarrett said:
Here in this poem there is a bit of the surreal. It is a bit mind provoking the last line for I see little sanity in humanity to separate. Nicely penned
February 11th, 2026 04:27
sorenbarrett said:
Here in this poem there is a bit of the surreal. It is a bit mind provoking the last line for I see little sanity in humanity to separate. Nicely penned
February 11th, 2026 04:27
weed
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Flowers all the same. It\'s amazing what we deem disposable, no? Powerful write in minimal words. Wonderful restraint makes this poem all the more powerful. Fantastic write, dearest hayleigh! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 3rd, 2026 10:18
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Flowers all the same. It\'s amazing what we deem disposable, no? Powerful write in minimal words. Wonderful restraint makes this poem all the more powerful. Fantastic write, dearest hayleigh! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 3rd, 2026 10:18
weed
sorenbarrett said:
All a matter of perspective where, when, by whom all things can be and are all things at different times to different people. Very nice and a fave
February 3rd, 2026 04:00
sorenbarrett said:
All a matter of perspective where, when, by whom all things can be and are all things at different times to different people. Very nice and a fave
February 3rd, 2026 04:00
parts
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, this is a tight, searching piece. Body as machinery, mind as saboteur, and free will caught in between…it’s a brutal triangle rendered cleanly. The final question doesn’t seek answers, it demands recognition. Strong work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️
February 1st, 2026 13:51
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, this is a tight, searching piece. Body as machinery, mind as saboteur, and free will caught in between…it’s a brutal triangle rendered cleanly. The final question doesn’t seek answers, it demands recognition. Strong work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️
February 1st, 2026 13:51
parts
sorenbarrett said:
This one is mind provoking and although at first it appears clear upon reflection it prompts deeper thoughts as one dwells upon the relationships. I love poems of this type where they tend to linger in the mind. Nicely done
February 1st, 2026 03:37
sorenbarrett said:
This one is mind provoking and although at first it appears clear upon reflection it prompts deeper thoughts as one dwells upon the relationships. I love poems of this type where they tend to linger in the mind. Nicely done
February 1st, 2026 03:37
A Collage
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, this is brave and unsanitized. The wall becomes a witness to grief, desire, and survival all at once. Nothing is resolved here, and that’s exactly why it works. Strong piece. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
January 16th, 2026 00:15
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, this is brave and unsanitized. The wall becomes a witness to grief, desire, and survival all at once. Nothing is resolved here, and that’s exactly why it works. Strong piece. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
January 16th, 2026 00:15
A Collage
sorenbarrett said:
Memories, fantasies are what dreams are made of. Nice that one still dream while awake.
January 15th, 2026 17:15
sorenbarrett said:
Memories, fantasies are what dreams are made of. Nice that one still dream while awake.
January 15th, 2026 17:15
A Cave
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, this is stark and effective. The shadow devours everything vile, yet leaves a mask untouched…and that contradiction is exactly what haunts the piece. Minimal, sharp, and memorable. Very well done! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
January 5th, 2026 15:58
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hayleigh, this is stark and effective. The shadow devours everything vile, yet leaves a mask untouched…and that contradiction is exactly what haunts the piece. Minimal, sharp, and memorable. Very well done! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
January 5th, 2026 15:58
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