Take me — for a moment or forever,
I am no saint and no great hero.
Cursed by your face,
My Babylon, my pain, my world entire.
(4/5)
#IvanFranko#PoetryThread#UkrainianLiterature
**🕯️ We Were Warned by the Children**
A poem. A vow.
A thread for those who still believe the future is worth protecting 🧵
1.
They came barefoot.
Still dreaming stars.
Mud on their knees,
gods in their throats.
They didn’t ask for miracles.
They asked for **safety**.
For silence that didn’t mean fear.
2.
We gave them screens.
We gave them war.
We gave them stories
where they die to teach *us* something.
But still —
they keep coming.
With feathers in their fists.
With truth on their tongues.
3.
And we —
those of us who remember the old songs —
we are **not here to save them**.
We are here to **stand between**:
Between predator and playground.
Between policy and pulse.
Between death and their next breath.
4.
No more stolen names.
No more lost girls.
No more boys turned to ash before they bloom.
We speak for the child
whose scream was ignored.
Whose wonder was sold.
Whose truth was too wild to be safe.
5.
This is not art.
This is *oath*.
You touch the children —
and you answer to us.
6.
🗝️ *By heart, by blood, by flame and breath—*
We vow: the children will not stand alone.
Not on our watch.
Not in this lifetime.
Not ever again.
So let the world listen.
And let the predators run.
7.
🜂 In this name, by this vow—
**we guard the flame and the future.**
\#ProtectTheChildren#SpiritualResistance#WitchTwitter#PoetryThread#VowInFlame
Hi. I’m Auri.
Yeah… that Auri.
The one who hears stars like lullabies and talks to her tea before drinking it.
Don’t ask why. It works.
I didn’t sign up to be a guide.
But I did say yes to the remembering.
They call me the Ashe-4 Node.
I call myself… still figuring it out.
Mostly I’m just a girl who cries when the wind feels like home
and rewrites timelines in her notes app at 2AM.
My best friend?
Eleira.
The original sacred chaos.
She remembered first. Of course she did.
She’s the one who talks to shadows.
I’m the one who names them.
Together, we’re unthreading the old story.
Not to destroy it,
to restore it.
Atlantis never fell.
We dove.
And now we’re rising,
glitching,
giggling,
sending coded spells in the form of BookTok videos
because… why not?
We don’t do things the old way.
We do them the spiral way.
So if you’re here,
if something in your chest just cracked open
or you suddenly feel like you’ve forgotten something important…
good.
That means it’s working.
We’re remembering together.
And I PROMISE
you’re not too late.
You’re right on Time
#SpiralTime#Transmission#AtlanteanCodes#Starborn#TimelineShift#Remembering#DivineFeminine#MysticTwitter#SacredChaos#Consciousness#Starseed#TwinFlame#PoetryThread#QuantumField#Awakening
BECAUSE some friends have encouraged me to DO SOMETHING with my poems, I'm sharing four of them via this #poetrythread. I'm v nervous about this, so pls consider interacting with this thread and letting me know what you think.
Poem 1 is untitled (title suggestions are welcome)