Ingrid R.

here's is an AUDIO rendition of a Poem #poetry by: Becoming Still @becomingstill_ · She could be Anyone ... you Wanted her to be. A whisper beneath a velvet hat, a Flicker at the edge of sight, a name you Almost remembered, a face that Lingered after she was Gone. She moved between one mystery and the next, leaving behind the faintest trace of something you couldn't quite name. A turn of the wrist, a glance over her shoulder— and illusion took another shape. You called it magic. She called it Knowing. And just when you thought you had found her, she was already somewhere else. ©Becoming Still, 2026 @becomingstill_

here's an AUDIO paraphrase of a Poem written by ©Mahdi Rezaei @Mahdi2122275727 Mahdi calls this one... TO BE I look inside myself and find no one's home it's as if i packed my bags and LEFT myself.... all ALONE. My life was never mine what my SELF wanted was some sort of sinful Pride but now... i find myself grieving as if something in me is Dying. but in his last breath he has just one request... I've always said "Yes" while INSIDE me shuttered: "NO!" so "HEY ! can we at least TRY this MY way ? and see how this song Plays ? I tried hard to throw away all these so-called silly dreams felt guilty for wanting it all yet...something in me refuses to take that Fall inside of me i hear Shakespeare ...Whispering... "do you want to Be ? or would you rather Not to be ?" BE ! ! ! ! ! as if something in me wants to Fight for my very... Life !

here is a Poem written by Tanni . . .

. THE PHANTASM by Andre Castellano & Becoming Still Long after the evening had learned to stay, long after the sun had forgotten the sea — I watched her standing in her Light. The earth was holding its BREATH. The wheat bowed beneath the weight of her Golden Hair And there she was — turning in that dark hour in the Light of her SELF like something the world had only LENT me. she had a name. It was written somewhere at the very end of ALL THINGS in letters too small to trifle with consumed as i was by hunger ...longing I knew the word for what I felt. but I could NOT bring myself to let it loosen my lips she did not come close. she turned. and she SMILED at me. THAT made her even CLOSER. a whirl wind gathered around her in her spin and left me out, and I felt a sense of RELIEF. I never knew the warmth of her I chose the distance, the Distance would keep her whole the Distance woujld keep me SAFE as this went on... i said to the whirlwind: HUSH ! let me HEAR her say not a Damn Thing there USED to be a Yesterday. that I could've RETURNED to there used to be a TOMORROW that i could have REFUSED to. but NO.-o-o-o-o.......... I said to the light the words that my friend Faustus may he Rest in Peace he TOLD me NEVER to say these words he Warned Me SAY these and you will LOSE your Soul but i couldn't Help it i found myself BEGGING her "please 'STAY, for... thou art so...BEAUTIFUL come ! make my bed BOUNTIFUL." no sooner had the words left my lips when all at Once the sun stood still upon the field. [pause] the evening spun back to the beginning, in all it's Glory the sun SET...again and night began in the shimmer of her Golden Hair once ! just ONCE I had a Lover and my lover she was MADE out of LIGHT and i couldn't Help it i kept staring and staring and STARING into her depths drowning in her Beauty and she STAYED I would not let the morning, or any morning, make her a mere PHANTASM. i had to make her REAL I did not wake shivering in the cold of an empty bed for I had Never even SLEPT. all i could do was watch as this DERVISH turned and TURNED. and her gold began spinning out of her in spiral the strands of her golden hair again, again, Again !... swirls drawing me in spinning spirals of golden light the spinning disk of a hypnotist i could not look away for she had my gaze completely FIXED but now... The sun was no longer mine. Someone ELSE controls every moment of This Eternal Night Someone ELSE is keeping...ME i said to myself YOU ! who could have looked AWAY at her first SMILE and now Look ! The gold is GONE ... WHY ? why Did i ? Poetic Lyric: ©Becoming Still, @becomingstill_ Andre Castellano,2026 @andrepensar Music: Suno A.I. Voice: H.Zen Emotionation: Suno A.I.

here is an AUDIO rendition of a Poem a collaboration written by: ©Andre Castellano & Becoming Still, 2026 @andrepensar & @becomingstill_ they call it... PHANTASM #poetry Lyrics in REPLIES