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“It is a beautiful and delightful sight to behold the body of the #Moon.”

Did u happen to catch the #FullMoon this past 4/12/25? It was the last #Supermoon of the year, & honestly, it looked absolutely huge & way brighter than usual.

#Photography #moonphotography #nightsky #PoeticDarkness

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where does this pain come from.

#Bluesky #TalkAboutIt #MentalHealth #SilentScenery #PoeticDarkness #Thoughts

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Where does one go when the soul aches deeply?

Maybe to the same place ghosts go—home.

#Halloween #AHS #MurderHouse #TateLangdon #EvanPeters #VisualPoetry #Haunted #PoeticDarkness #MyThoughts

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Matsumoto Castle: black, silent, centuries-old. History breathes through its stones… and perhaps, just perhaps, the shadows—and a demon king too.

#Photography #CulturalHeritage #VisualStorytelling #DesolateBeauty #PoeticDarkness #長野の松本城 #魔王 #Reflections #Japan #DarkAesthetic

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Maybe it wasn’t courage that made me go. Maybe it was survival. I left the place I once thought was forever—because staying would’ve been the end of me.

#Photography #BlackAndWhitePhotography #SilentScenery #PoeticDarkness
#RawAndReal #LateNightThoughts

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I #wish we all realized how important it is to actually care about other people’s feelings. Just saying, “I won’t do this ‘cause I know it would hurt them” could honestly change so much.

#Photography #NightSky
#PoeticDarkness #中秋月
#MidAutumnMoon #HarvestMoon #HumanDecency

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The moon is friend for the lonesome to talk to.

#Photography #SkyPoetry #NightSky
#PoeticDarkness #中秋月 #MidAutumnMoon #HarvestMoon #Reunion #Nostalgia #Beauty #Plenitude #Coincidence

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✨At dusk, light & dark touch 4 a fleeting sec. The🖤speaks loud+ then—in endings, in quiet ache, in the beau of becoming. It’s ok 2 feel empty; even the🌙isn’t always full.

Still, under the same sky, we glow thru the dark…& 2gether, rise.

#Photography #SkyPoetry #NightSky #湯出 #Japan #PoeticDarkness

Even in the most ordinary places, shadows find a way to bloom 🖤🌌

#SAIA #PoeticDarkness #UrbanMagic #EverywhereIsAStage #MysticVibes #GothPoetry #LostAndBeautiful

𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒔. 𝑳𝒆𝒕’𝒔 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒊𝒕 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓, 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒇𝒖𝒍. *Title of the Work: 孤愁の路 *Type of Work: Photography *Author: ©しどろ *Original Platform: 𝕏 @ricoris666 *Posting: September 11, 2025 𝐋𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐔𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞: 𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐍𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 — 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲, 𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐮𝐬𝐞 — 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐮𝐬𝐞.

Solitude was my only consolation – deep, dark, deathlike solitude.
— Mary Shelley

#Photography #photosky #孤愁の路
#PoeticDarkness #Torii #鳥居
#VisualPoetry #MoodyGrams #DarkPhotography #SilentScenery #DesolateBeauty #LonelyLens #Japan

THE WILL OF THE SHADOWED
—what bleeds beneath a name not chosen

#poetriespots #psdarkfriday #FrighteningFriday #DarkPoetry #poeticdarkness

She does not crave the rose's hue,
But curses all that dares to bloom.
She breaks the harp, she dims the flame,
Then snarls that joy should feel like gloom.
#Valethian
#TheScourgeOfSplendor
#EnvyMadeFlesh
#ElegyForTheUglySoul
#PoeticDarkness
#RageAgainstRadiance
#BeautyAsWound

She does not crave the rose's hue,
But curses all that dares to bloom.
She breaks the harp, she dims the flame,
Then snarls that joy should feel like gloom.
#Valethian
#TheScourgeOfSplendor
#EnvyMadeFlesh
#ElegyForTheUglySoul
#PoeticDarkness
#RageAgainstRadiance
#BeautyAsWound

Their music stirs the sleeping air, a silver thread, a whispered prayer. No voice is raised, no word is said— And yet your soul feels gently led. So soft the sound, so sweet, so strange— It sings of time, and grief, and change.

#Valethian
#TheMoonFacedViolinist
#NocturneWhispers
#PoeticDarkness

Their music stirs the sleeping air, a silver thread, a whispered prayer. No voice is raised, no word is said— And yet your soul feels gently led. So soft the sound, so sweet, so strange— It sings of time, and grief, and change.

#Valethian
#TheMoonFacedViolinist
#NocturneWhispers
#PoeticDarkness

Not flesh, not sinew—
a harp of bone,
Plucked by a hand
unseen, unknown.
Silken notes that softly strayed
Haunt the heart
and blight the shade.
How she got here,
who can tell?
Ask not her song,
or share her hell.
—Valethian
#Valethian
#TheHarpOfHollowEchoes
#HauntedMusic
#PoeticDarkness

Not flesh, not sinew—
a harp of bone,
Plucked by a hand
unseen, unknown.
Silken notes that softly strayed
Haunt the heart
and blight the shade.
How she got here,
who can tell?
Ask not her song,
or share her hell.
—Valethian
#Valethian
#TheHarpOfHollowEchoes
#HauntedMusic
#PoeticDarkness

Round and round the orchard rings,
Flutter-flutes and whisper-wings.
In the hush, she sits so sweet—
Rabbit still and tucked in seat.
Smile too wide, eyes too deep,
Pray you pass before you sleep.
#Valethian #TheGirlBeneathTheFlutes #OrchardOfWhispers #PorcelainDread #FairyLure #PoeticDarkness

No vow, no voice—only the hush between heartbeats and the gleam of a smile too ancient to name. The dance is not chosen. It is heard. And once heard, it cannot be refused.

#Valethian #ThePiperOfGildedShadow #EnchantedMasquerade #ForbiddenMelody #ShadowboundElegance #PoeticDarkness

He stands alone, veiled in shadow, his black satin mask betraying nothing but the curl of a knowing grin. No words, only music—yet the revelers respond as if each note were their own desire. He is not of this time. He may not be of this world.
#Valethian #ThePiperOfGildedShadow #PoeticDarkness

Where warmth clings, it lingers—anointed in hush, crowned in dread. Not death, but something holier. Something colder.
#Valethian #TheBlueAngelOfSilence
#HolyTerror #NocturnalOmen
#SacredChill #PoeticDarkness

It hovers where hearthlight still dares to flicker, peering through windows with a hush so heavy it bends the soul. No footsteps. No breath. Only that terrible, holy smile—and the chill that follows.

#Valethian #TheBlueAngelOfSilence #HolyTerror #NocturnalOmen
#SacredChill #PoeticDarkness

She walks not in light, but as light.
A hush follows her—not peace, but awe.
Her smile is prophecy veiled in gold,
and those who look upon her
forget what they once believed was true.

#Valethian #TheGoldenEnigma #DivineObscurity #RadiantOmen #PoeticDarkness

She is luminous, but not gentle. Her halo blinds as much as it beckons. One cannot tell whether she comes bearing blessings—or simply to watch the world unravel with an enigmatic smile. Her grace is terrifying, her silence louder than thunder.
#Valethian #TheGoldenEnigma #Celestial #PoeticDarkness

She does not play to delight, but to conjure. Each note is an invocation—bending the air, warping the soul, unraveling the mind. She plays in crimson, hair ablaze, laughing as the walls split and the world recoils.

#Valethian #TheScarletDissonance #BaroqueTerror #UnholyMusic #PoeticDarkness

He gnaws with foul delight, savoring husks and bitterness. Youth disgusts him. Joy enrages him. He loathes anything tender or bright. There’s rot in his marrow and blood beneath his nails—crimes long committed, never confessed.
#Valethian #TheVerminHater #PoeticDarkness

Some monsters do not strike. They unravel.
They smile as they sever your will, your voice, your soul.
They don’t feast on flesh, but on what once dreamed within you.
She is no myth.
She remembers every soul she’s broken.
#Valethian #TheDreamEater #PoeticDarkness