
in the dim w~a~t~e~r,
she learns his currents before they even move—
a creature built to understand what she can’t afford.
she g〜l❈o❈w〜s near him,
a soft lantern in the silt, never rising,
because surfacing would mean losing her breath.
and so she s︳t︳a︳y︳s—
half-myth, half-light, breathing beside
the world without belonging to it.
About the Creator
Komal
I write poems and stories that hit the feels.
When I’m not lost in my own plots, I’m either daydreaming about the next big idea or just winging life with a grin.
𝕀 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕒𝕟 𝕀𝕄ℙ𝔸ℂ𝕋



Comments (13)
"Surfacing would mean losing her breath"... 🥺 I’ve definitely felt like that half-myth creature before, just watching the world go by. Such a beautiful little poem! ❤️
“Breathing beside the world without belonging to it” hauntingly beautiful, Komal. 🌊✨
Your use of stretched, stylized typography becomes part of the meaning. The elongation mirrors the suspension of breath and time, giving the poem a slow pulse that deepens its atmosphere.
This is soothing and calming
I like the feeling of waiting, anticipation, and then being frozen in place
OOOoooo So dark and slinky. Like slipping on a black dress and drowning in it.👏👏🖤𓆈
The image absolutely kills it. And great lines to go with it amazing @Komal
Your last three lines are captivating! I love seeing her through your eyes
I love your imagery here! I felt like I was drifting along with her.
This is very moving… The tension felt in it is very strong.
“breathing beside the world without belonging to it“ Damn. This line alone can be used to describe so many things and feelings. Love it!
Beautiful rendering of a mysterious and other-worldly existence coming with a cost. Axlotls are intriguing creatures of both worlds, water and air. ❤️
This is so beautiful and thought-provoking! And layered with many emotions :)