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adropofhumanity

a small token of kindness [ 01st september, 2025 — monday] 
          
          words plated in heirlooms, heavy with light,
          tinkling cuts, dazzling wounds —
          weaponry forged from childhood gloom,
          wars cradled in a mother’s stolen womb. 
          
          windmills bow above folded clothes,
          grandmother’s peach crumble cooling on the sill.
          cottages lean, tethered with ghosts —
          growth a gamble, memory the wager. 
          
          tender hearts rest in greasy hands,
          coloured proses, begotten rhyme.
          measuring the gaps of fleeting hours,
          tidy rooms against the storm of rest. 
          
          roads of chemicals, an age of hearts,
          souls displaced, refugees of home.
          effervescence rushes, skeletons mist-bound —
          a tale as old as precedents. 
          
          labyrinthine dashes, nuance permitted,
          olives of faith, olives betrayed.
          a marathon — glass slippers sublime —
          and all of life becomes a floor for dancing,
          a garden for incitement,
          a bloom pressed against time. 
           #adropofhumanity 

adropofhumanity

a token of kindness [ 24th august, 2025 — sunday ] 
          
          where comes the chaos? soar and sin, the culprit,
          from the lodging inns. surrendered and sought,
          beavering, bold— a little of the timid, a lot of the known. 
          
          swinging with pride, doors left unknocked,
          a guest invited under intoxication’s hold.
          forging, jeopardising, guided by homely apple-pie servings; bruised words swept beneath the rug of humility. 
          
          barks and bellows, odours, open wounds,
          entangled chairs and a single creaking move.
          whisper, then wait, tremors that carry
          a mouth of screams— beginning and dying
          in a parched throat. 
          
          kalopsia and kites— a guest like ropeburn,
          pricking like wine. mindful maps, mindless routes,
          sanctuaries like lies that bury the truth.
          shadows stumble, shoes fade—
          a blessing strikes a menace, transforming a paper cut into a prayer. 
           #adropofhumanity 

celestialhymns

hii !! idk how many of you guys will be seeing this (i haven't exactly been active or interactive here lol) but i have finally decided to abandon this account. i also hadn't written anything in FOREVERR but thankfully, i have gotten back into writing recently ! while i am not taking down my account, i haven't been interactive or even gotten in touch with any of my moots + i have switched to other writing platforms. wattpad was a starting point for me and has led me to meet some of my closest friends (kim, lane and guzi) but i think it is hightime i let it go. to any of my moots that i may not remember anymore, i apologize. i don't think a lot of people i was friends w here are even active, but if you are, i hope you're well ! :) i would love to get in touch again. if you'd still like to read any of my newer works (which are 100% better than the stuff i have here lol) then check out my carrd! to wrap it up, i am so so honoured to the 823 people that had tuned in to read my work, who have watched me develop as a writer - even if you're most likely not active anymore. it means so much to me. signing off, clem.

celestialhymns

hello besties, ik i die every once in a while but i wanna see if i have any kdrama or kpop stans here 

r0siiiieeee

@celestialhymns YOU DO. YOU'VE GOT ME
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celestialhymns

@celestialhymns might have a banger lovely runner fic idea
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celestialhymns

i haven't been active on here in so long omg

hrtsuki

@celestialhymns pls… follow me back..
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hrtsuki

@celestialhymns i miss louis partridge era 
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