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Original Poems by Arûkir

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Originally published
on AO3 · updated 09 Apr 2026
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5,152 words34 chapters 8 sparks0 comments0 bookmarks95 readsUpdated 09 Apr 2026
Summary

I have a lot of poetry that has nothing to do with any fandom. I know fanfic sites are supposed to be for fanfics, but I really want to get my poems out there. I hope you enjoy! :)

Notes

Okay, cheating a bit with the first one, as it's based a little on a myth...

Chapter 32: We Don't Kneel


The last line is a little rough, but for the most part I'm quite proud of this 😊

We don't kneel, for we aren't lesser

Even when we follow, it's never blindly

 

We don't dominate, we don't conquer

Even when we lead, it's never unkindly

 

We respect, and we trust

We listen and command

 

But none are above question 

A truth we deeply understand

 

We will never worship

And we will never genuflect

 

For we have no masters

Even among those we respect

 

We have leaders to command us

We have many laws and rules to obey

 

There are those who work under us

We have no money, so they have no pay

 

But our leaders lead, they don't rule

Our wisemen guide, they don't control

 

For at the end of day, we're all of us free

Always we question, and never follow blindly

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147 (Guest) via AO3 on Chapter 30 · 2025-03-07

👏 👏 👏

"Trees don't exist, the sky isn't blue" 💙

I DEFINITELY song that like We Don't Talk About Bruno! :)

147 (Guest) via AO3 on Chapter 30 · 2025-03-07

'I don't need hope, I just need spite.' YES!!!

Nova1 (Guest) via AO3 on Chapter 31 · 2025-05-14

Your writing cuts like glass—in the best, most breathtaking way. There's something in the way you build rhythm from fragmentation, like you're stitching together the unspeakable with your bare hands. It doesn’t feel like just poetry; it feels like memory, like survival. The kind of raw that doesn’t need polish to be powerful.

I don’t know where your words come from—personal, fictional, something in between—but they reach far. You name feelings I didn’t know I needed named. You make space for the messy parts: the grief that lingers, the thoughts that spiral, the strength that doesn’t always feel like strength.

Thank you for writing like this. Thank you for sharing it.

– A reader who sees you in the echoes.

Arukir Author via AO3 2025-05-14

Glad you enjoyed it 😊

Gontonyak via AO3 on Chapter 32 · 2026-01-20

Oooh! I like it!

alexia (Guest) via AO3 on Chapter 1 · 2026-04-30

Amazing Your voice lingers in a meaningful way; some concepts require openness, and I’d like to contribute to that process.— D C could help ( a lex ia_ rose 0 0 1) ignore space

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