Hello, I'm Grazzy or Grazzielle. I'm a cat lover who loves poetry, music, and other creative art forms. I intend to mostly post poetry and random thoughts on here. Constructive feedback is welcome and appreciated.
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Scattered, Not Lost Memories are a fickle thing, But they’ve always been there. Blotted, blocked, crammed, but there. I’ve drilled a tunnel through your core, Yet I’m not gone. I’ve spent years dreaming of you, Though, time always comes f…
The Flower Girl (v2) Constricting greens, encircling vines, the plant convenes, as it entwines. it finds her, nestled in leaves. With intent to lure, It swiftly interweaves. she tried to befriend, Flora in her pretend. But when the roses …
#poetry Dragon's Bane (v4) In dreary cave, a dragon’s born, A mere child, yet basked in scorn. Spotted in panic and innocent roam, a dragon’s slain, by withered tome. Scourge: purged, slit and bossed. Abruptly found, fought and accost. A n…
Of Ash and Tempest #poetry In the broken winter, the drift basked in snowy fervor, a bright sun bakes the tall, hearty weeds. A warm contrast to the otherwise frozen landscape, entrapping wild, sleeping souls. The hostile wastes; thrived by…
The Egret's Daughter (21.6.25) #poetry And there I find her, shrunken among the pigeonwings, sat atop a bed of withered windflowers. Though she doesn't meet my gaze, I see tears pouring from her verdant eyes. Lightning shoots through my sp…
The glass wall you hide behind, That rampant pearlescent excuse. Fear, you say? What of it? I know no such thing. I don't sway to the creaking of old wood. I jump nought at the humming, flickering lights, Nor do I flee the indecent sounds …
Sing your gentle hymns to their heavy eyes. Spread your deft knowledge in their yearning ears. Mark their lives with your spell of protection, And love them softly, openly and soundly. Let them sleep and grow full of boundless wonder. Thi…
Caress her fragile soul, Lie her body in gentle hands. Smile down at her fondly, and let her wishes become reality. You can never wipe away all her sobs, nor can you rebuild her lost form. But the gift of love is never forgotten. In time, …
In fear you become something brave, Im weakness you become someone stronger, In hate you become something hateful. But when do you ever choose to become yourself? Someday, maybe you won't recognize your own reflection. Or you stumble and c…
The snowbanks grow beyond your sight, The winds rob your focus from afar, And the dark seeps into every earthen crevice. It's so beautiful out here, beyond your lonely sight. It's a wonderful feeling, bereft of that artifical, cynical guil…
There is a storm brewing. I hear it creeping over the horizon, Filling my ears with the sound of distant thunder. I can almost hear the patter of raindrops skipping atop the ocean. But my body and mind refuse to move me. I bask in the glowi…
You are lost. And with everything else, the exit has left you. You may only wander your void, but when you stare up in the dark, it stares back. This is not a place of honor. This is not a place of love. This is not a place you regret. Th…
#poetry Scatter my weathered pebbles between the rubble, Erode my complacent life to your finest silt, And desecrate this face of ego as we have to you. Let this body be broken and ignored as you have for eons. Though this face is one of m…
#poetry Through your long-bludgeoned loved, I can see through your everclear guise. I understand your opaque, painful seizure, Yet I refuse your so distant reality still. Blood still pools in my crushed dreams. I now wince at all the unf…
Resting in the Garden Among the fields of verdant vigor, A corpse fertilizes the fields. The monsoons gift the cherished wood, And sustain every fervant figure. Yet those indifferent creatures were not crafted by evolution, But by ancient, …
Though the architect of my misery, He is nothing more than that restless sorrow. Man has never ascended by erecting towers. Nor by animating my steel tomb. Despite their fanatic beliefs, this pain is no gift. Existence is a thing only the g…
It's never been so expensive to tell words from letters. Yet you rob me of my little victories? Don't take that away from me. Don't ask me for too much. Will the world miss you? Do not mistake your abstract significance For some grave, uni…
Until I'm bereft of my last vestiges of memory, I remember what you were. I remember what you were to me. Though the fear of losing you again inches closer every hour, I still hold on tightly to your remaining essence. In long, desperate st…
Bury me not under your rented suits and dim shade, Far from faces marred by tears and pain. Rest my body wherever you can. Burn it, throw it, drown it, hate it. Whatever suits you. But don't dare let me rest in your artificial mourning or …
I think I might like the rain. Those oddly comforting tapping echoes, swiftly conducted to passageways of our convenience. The clouds seem to absorb some of the world's little problems. Watering the plants I would forget to care for otherwi…
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