whale

whale

A Poem by ɴᴏɪʀ ネス
"

pity for a poor

"
a gentle current pushing the peace with it
there’s a faint noise, a warble if you will
keeping me in tune with the soft delicate sounds
my knees give way and my shoulders sag
relieving the pressure meant to stand
this was sworn to secrecy
but the collapse
it stays unspoken
then a disruption
the universe is upset
ripping away at my chest towards my skin
escaped, is the poisoned life force that lingered

© 2026 ɴᴏɪʀ ネス


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Added on January 13, 2026
Last Updated on January 13, 2026

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ɴᴏɪʀ ネス
ɴᴏɪʀ ネス

NYC, NY



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To think is freedom's equivalent I would like to enjoy that peace For it is my passion more..