Featured Poet - Tayane de Oliveira


WHAT IS A POET?

 

A poet is a melancholic being, often a deeply depressed one.

A poet is a heartbroken soul

One that romanticizes all things

One that believes in soulmates 

One that thinks he lost his.

 

A poet's thoughts are the darkest place to be

If the poet wrote about you, you should know you are not special. 

You either broke his heart, stole his thoughts or traumatized his soul.

You could have done it all. 

But the poet would still have loved you 

 

The poet tortures himself 

By putting his distressed misery into words

Words that rhyme and sing 

Things that the tyrant loves to hear 

 

The poet has no shame.

He uses his enemies as inspiration. 

And falls in love with his friends 

He tells you lies to cover his pain. 

Otherwise, how could people understand his remaining?

 

The poet only listens to himself. 

Or his thoughts, as for him, his thoughts don’t belong to him. 

He listens to this voice and writes its requests.

Almost like a dead spirit, who wants to let go of his feelings

Through the poet's words.

 

The poet won’t ever get recognized 

The reader won’t appreciate it and his painful words will be in vain.

 

Still wish to be a poet?

I’m afraid you can’t choose to write 

Only a miserable heart can rhyme 

Create the art of failing every time 

So that others can feel thrive.


GRAVE

 

A casual conversation with death,

I Inquired the words upon my stone.

Would I feel alone?

"It suits you," death said, a melancholic prose.

Revealing death's beauty in its silent art,

‘Your absence won’t be noticed, but you will feel accomplished’.

Youth sacrificed, yet a fire in your heart.

 

"Peaceful," death whispered, my end it foresees.

A tragedy to some, but freedom to seize,

I had agreed long before its gentle breeze,

Embracing fate's call with an unspoken ease.

 

Eagerly anticipating death's embrace,

Atypically curious for the moment, indeed.

Can’t you wait for your eternal silence?

Will this be your last breath?

Are you ready for pain?

Are you ready for hell?

 

'Died from regrets', a life's painful thread,

‘An obsession with death, too early she fled.

May she discover the peace she once sought’

‘Early fate door chosen, harmony yet to find’

 

Coldness now wraps me, fear's presence has faded.

Pain begs to vanish, but its plea is in vain.

Time slips away, patience strained and drained,

Swiftly, I insist 'Please take away this pain'



HOLLOW SORROWS 


She often suffers, but she can’t see you suffering,

Or braving dissatisfaction.

Attracted to the unknown

Disturb herself with unstable thoughts.

She can’t take criticism but loves to criticize.

Sure appreciates originality.

Or emotional loss

 

Feel insecure about her own identity.

Moved by guilt,

Won’t be so confident in her authenticity.

Only when experiencing extreme emotions does she feel alive.

Love the beauty only if it is shared.

Waste life looking for repressed memories.

Hates the obsessed but is for her own destiny.

 

Live for her fanciful self.

Wonder if help is needed.

Or is she just being dramatic again?

Why does she invest time in getting problems?

Life must be beautiful, but she wouldn’t have a clue.

 

Avoiding any kind of common banality

Still refuses to recognize qualities

Scared of having no identity or personal importance

To be ruining her life with the choices she's made.

Wasting opportunities based on fear is her worst nightmare.

 

Although she explores creativity in a unique way,

She shares an oppressive sense of alienation.

An analytical mind won’t help her get over her fears.

Self-hatred and death obsession

I try to understand her to understand myself.

Her unattached soul and sarcastic mind cause me admiration and displeasure.

The anxiety is killing her slowly.

Day by day, as the ticking clock agonizes her thoughts.

she loses her sense of what's important 



MELANCHOLIC DOWNTOWN


Skies look gray just like every day.

I’m crossing that highway

But I only wish to runaway

Behind people’s eyes, I only see judgment 

Behind people’s faces, I only see sadness

But they all say they work to buy happiness

The clocktower bell seemed to hit every minute

Living in a rhythm that I don’t understand

From my window, I see my homeland. 

Where the rain never knows when to start or to stop

Where people never know how to use their hearts or appreciate art

I’m hoping the moon can free me

Free me of the Melancholic downtown

And the dramatic city.

I see shadows in the moonlight

But they look so bright for quite a dark night

Still, I don’t feel right

I’m looking for inspiration. Do you have some?

The only poetry in here is the careless breeze

How can I be heartless?

If the only place I need to be is my fortress

And I wait in line for my dose of independence


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ABOUT THE POEMS: "In this collection, I bare my soul through four intimate poems, each a puzzle piece to a turbulent mental health journey. Born from the darkest corners of my existence, they hold the weight of personal struggles and the fragile moments when I staggered on the edge. For me, there's a profound joy in having these pieces featured in projects like Poetry for Mental Health, where readers, much like myself, can find solace and understanding within the lines. It's a connection established through shared experiences, a silent conversation with those who have walked similar paths. The poem ‘What is a poet?’ Is a personal interpretation of Kierkegaard's vision, unraveling the essence of a poet's existence, a journey that mirrors my own pursuit of self-discovery through verse. Now ‘Hollow Sorrows’ stands as a raw critique of my weaknesses. It's an exploration of the battle with anxiety, a mirror reflecting my moments of vulnerability and self-doubt. These poems are not just words on paper, they're fragments of my being, a testament to resilience and a shared understanding that extends beyond language."


ABOUT TAYANE

Tayane, a creative soul from South Brazil and now a resident of Spain, has been on a profound literary journey since her early teenage years. Her writing journey has been one of introspection and self-discovery. Her work, characterized by its dark and sombre undertones, speaks to the complexities of life's many emotions. She wishes for her words to have the power to transport readers to realms of introspection, where they can explore the depths of their own feelings and thoughts. The theme of mental health has been present all her life and mirrors her work. Tay has been taking part in several online magazines and anthologies, as well as for Poetry for Mental Health anthologies like Suicide Vol. 2, Mental Health, and Addiction. She also has her own poetry book published called Echoes of Sorrow: Poetry of Torture, Regret, and Resilience.

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