Bethany Samaddar - popping in & out

@blsamaddar.bsky.social

#Writer #poetry #vss365 Debut novel coming soon. Fan of coffee, kindness, musicals, salty air, chocolate & peanut butter (together, of course). No DMs. Find my writes: https://bsky.app/profile/did:plc:vrrdsq7y63f3nymsuqvyfzte/feed/aaacbwjanm3c6

Tea is weaker when tears flow hot a single ring next to a fading photo hurt sings louder than echoes still she sings and even dances letting rivers crash onto toes feet sore and tired of life music doesn't blame me music always saves me tea gone cold #poetry

there were times I wanted to scream to tell her in excrutiating detail the hurt the damage the emptiness the violence of hardening the heart that I prefer to wear on my sleeve but I didn't give in to the temptation of hurting back that's not me & she's dealing with more than I could know #vss365

an endless rush of green and gray passes by time moves and turns with every sigh collecting miles, not ground a blurring shadow, lost hoping to be found this open road continues so I run with the wind to where the light begins again if only ever to #arrive again to touch your heart again #vss365

an photo image of an asphalt road with trees on either side with the sunrise amidst clouds at the end (middle) of the road

I am willing to restart this prompt in August. But only if this post gets 100 or more likes. If that many people care, I’m all in. Otherwise, I’ll bow out. Thanks.

fear arrives with the winter wind dancing on memories of fireflies trembling under blood-soaked moons above the bleached wildfire meadows the coal-dusted crows return slowly they cackle, sensing death in the air the sound deafens and deadens senses we all die crawling to safety #vss365 #vssdaily