I have a lot of poetry that has nothing to do with any fandom. I know fanfic sites are supposed to be for fanfics, but I really want to get my poems out there. I hope you enjoy! :)
Notes
Okay, cheating a bit with the first one, as it's based a little on a myth...
Chapter 1: The Hardship Of The Fish Who Loved A Star
When the river met the sky
When a fish met a star
Their souls were close
Though bodies far
So the fish climbed a mountain
To be with its love
It faced many hardships
To join the star above
The star watched the fish
Its love was so near
But it wouldn't survive
Was the star's fear
And so the star cried
Its tears falling on fishback
Where they fell, fire bloomed
Skin started to crack
Claws burst forth from fins
Body grew like a snake
As the fish climbed a mountain
For its love was at stake
At mountain peak
At mountain top
Still the fish
Would not stop
And the dragon flew upward
Without wing, without feather
To its celestial love, silver star
And finally, they were together
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147 (Guest)via AO3on Chapter 30 · 2025-03-07
👏 👏 👏
"Trees don't exist, the sky isn't blue" 💙
I DEFINITELY song that like We Don't Talk About Bruno! :)
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147 (Guest)via AO3on Chapter 30 · 2025-03-07
'I don't need hope, I just need spite.' YES!!!
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Nova1 (Guest)via AO3on Chapter 31 · 2025-05-14
Your writing cuts like glass—in the best, most breathtaking way. There's something in the way you build rhythm from fragmentation, like you're stitching together the unspeakable with your bare hands. It doesn’t feel like just poetry; it feels like memory, like survival. The kind of raw that doesn’t need polish to be powerful.
I don’t know where your words come from—personal, fictional, something in between—but they reach far. You name feelings I didn’t know I needed named. You make space for the messy parts: the grief that lingers, the thoughts that spiral, the strength that doesn’t always feel like strength.
Thank you for writing like this. Thank you for sharing it.
– A reader who sees you in the echoes.
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ArukirAuthorvia AO32025-05-14
Glad you enjoyed it 😊
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Gontonyakvia AO3on Chapter 32 · 2026-01-20
Oooh! I like it!
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alexia (Guest)via AO3on Chapter 1 · 2026-04-30
Amazing Your voice lingers in a meaningful way; some concepts require openness, and I’d like to contribute to that process.— D C could help ( a lex ia_ rose 0 0 1) ignore space
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👏 👏 👏
"Trees don't exist, the sky isn't blue" 💙
I DEFINITELY song that like We Don't Talk About Bruno! :)
'I don't need hope, I just need spite.' YES!!!
Your writing cuts like glass—in the best, most breathtaking way. There's something in the way you build rhythm from fragmentation, like you're stitching together the unspeakable with your bare hands. It doesn’t feel like just poetry; it feels like memory, like survival. The kind of raw that doesn’t need polish to be powerful.
I don’t know where your words come from—personal, fictional, something in between—but they reach far. You name feelings I didn’t know I needed named. You make space for the messy parts: the grief that lingers, the thoughts that spiral, the strength that doesn’t always feel like strength.
Thank you for writing like this. Thank you for sharing it.
– A reader who sees you in the echoes.
Glad you enjoyed it 😊
Oooh! I like it!
Amazing Your voice lingers in a meaningful way; some concepts require openness, and I’d like to contribute to that process.— D C could help ( a lex ia_ rose 0 0 1) ignore space
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