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@poetryaddicts
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67subscribers
+0 since we began measuring on 6 August 2026
Risers and fallers across the register Β· movement among entries of Under 1,000.
| Telegram ID | -1001363980386 |
|---|---|
| Type | Channel |
| Username | @poetryaddicts |
| Description | Poetry, prose and thoughts. For any writings or suggestions, @Casual_thoughtsbot @poetryaddicts βEmin |
| Created | 8 November 2018 β measured β cross-checked against a third-party dataset (TGDataset) |
| First recorded | 10 August 2026 |
| Last confirmed live | 1 October 2026 |
| Measurements held | 2 |
| On Telegram | t.me/poetryaddicts |
| Measured (UTC) | Subscribers | Change |
|---|---|---|
| 10 Aug 2026, 01:15 | 67 | no change |
| 6 Aug 2026, 14:16 | 67 | first reading |
20 posts held, back to 20 December 2024 β the reader has not yet reached the start of this channelβs public history, so older posts may sit further back, unread. Read across 1 page of Telegramβs post history, 20 posts per page.
Nothing published in the last 30 days. ERR and ER are rolling 30-day measures, so there is nothing to compute β we hold 20 posts for this entry, the most recent from 20 July 2026. An engagement rate over an empty window would be a number about nothing.
Lifetime counters from Telegramβs own channel header, read 10 August 2026 β not the date at the top of this page, which is when the subscriber count was last read. Below Telegramβs rounding threshold, so these counts are exact.
10 reactions across 8 posts, in 2 distinct kinds. The most used accounts for 90.0% of them.
| Reaction | Count | Share | Share, drawn |
|---|---|---|---|
| β€ | 9 | 90.0% | |
| π’ | 1 | 10.0% |
No sentiment is inferred, and none should be read in. This table is ordered by count and by nothing else. Emoji do not carry stable meaning across languages or communities β π is thanks in one channel and mourning in another β so we publish which ones were pressed and how often, and pass no judgement on what an audience meant by them.
Precision. Telegram publishes reaction counts per emoji and short-forms each one β 4.34K, 1.2M β so any single kind at or above 1,000 reaches us at three significant figures, and only counts below 1,000 are exact. The shares above are ratios of those figures and carry the same error. This is also why the total here can differ slightly from a reaction total printed elsewhere on the page: both are sums of the same rounded parts, taken over samples with different edges.
Coverage. Reactions were read on 10 of the 20 sampled posts in this sample. Summed by Telegramβs own count on each post β not by adding up the per-emoji breakdown above β those same posts carry 10 reactions in total: the kind of figure the paragraph above means by βa reaction total printed elsewhere on the pageβ.
Measured over the 20 most recent posts we hold, published 20 December 2024 to 20 July 2026, using the newest reading held for each. Telegram Stars are excluded: they are a payment, not a reaction, and they have their own section.
It's been four months. Or maybe it's already becoming five. Five months that have felt impossibly long and impossibly short at the same time. And after all this time, I'm still confused. I still feel the weight in every small step I take. I still feel your absence. I keep trying to fill it with people, with work, with distractions, with anything but tears. Because somehow, even after all the tears I've already crieβ¦
Seven years is too long to wonder on a lost road. It took me all those years to finally sit with you. Talk. Want to talk. We were finally finding our rhythm. Calling me to annoy me, watching movies, old wedding tapes. Sitting together, laughing together. Laughing without me feeling the need to run. Took me all the years to finally gather the courage to heal. How could you leave when I just got here? α₯ααα« α₯αα. I have β¦
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β€1
I remembered something you once said jokingly, that at least I still had a father to worry about on Fatherβs Day. It felt a little uncomfortable at the time, but I didnβt say much about it. I sometimes think about reaching out now to say that I donβt even know who to order that Fatherβs Day cake for anymore. My βHappy Fatherβs Dayβ has quietly turned into βIn memory ofβ. Itβs strange how quickly things can change. I β¦
π’1
Somebody: I wonder tho... Can you receive love? You want it.. But u dnt know what to do with it when u get it. "we receive the love we think we deserve" (wallflower). Which I actually think is related to self worth. π¦: And as a healthy person... What would you do with it? Somebody: You accept, appreciate and try to reciprocate. You don't crave it. You would want it. But you won't crave it. It wouldn't complete youβ¦
Three steps forward, I feel brave, air fills my lungs like it belongs there, laughter feels easy, and your voice no longer startles me. Five steps back, Wait, werenβt you just laughing? What changed? This wasnβt part of the plan. You were breathing again, So why does the air feel so heavy? Six steps forward, I turn the light in my bedroom, even the sun seems kinder. I was rude, they were just worried, call them bacβ¦
β€1
Iβm not sure I can call this my heartbreak. I donβt know if she gives me that privilege. Does it count if I was in pain while I broke her heart? Does it count if I knowingly, though never intentionally, shattered us both? Maybe. Maybe I was too in love to let her step into my waters knowing she can't swim. Fully believing she was better off without someone who couldnβt keep her head above waters. Someone who coulβ¦
I donβt want to rush us. I donβt want to feel as though I must know everything now. I hope to learn you slowly. Your favorite color in the first week of April, your favorite memory by the end of May. Maybe add your favorite season, or the scent that tugs at your nostalgia. The things you can't stop talking about, sweets you're trying to lay off, or how your eyes light up at the thoughtfulness of small gestures, maybβ¦
I don't know how to miss you in a healthy way. I only know the kind that aches, the kind that drags your heart. The kind that stays with you, even in the busiest hours. Drifts into your sleep and quietly rewrites your dreams. A missing that isnβt gentle, but persistent and bitter. I donβt remember it ever being a healthy ache. The kind Iβve known has always brought fear, fear that it would never pass, that theyβd leβ¦
β€1
Maybe I am an empath... I had a beautiful day. I've been playing a new trick on my mind, and it's working. I feel brave. More present. Outgoing. Happy. No, wait. Maybe thatβs too much. But happier. Relatively, at least. Appreciative. I even started "reconciling". Did I already say I am an empath? Yeah. I've been forgetting a lot lately. My memory is foggy, like I'm living in a constant state of drunkenness. I staβ¦
For a very long time now, I rushed. Not of urgency, but out of fear. Not in ambition, but existence. As if stillness was a debt I could not afford. As if a pause, would unravel everything. Huryying through mornings, swallowed meals, skimmed moments, run to my phone, scrolled incessantly, texted for hours. Craved a connection. Now having paid the price, I can walk slower, eat with presence, sit without urgency, untoβ¦
β€2
A farewell from my side. Do you know that breath you hold, just before you let everything go? That broken gasp when you've been crying, but your body knows itβs time to stop, The final intake right before you release your broken heart. That was the meaning of that text. That last call, the last hug you held too loosely. The glance before I walked out of your room. It wasnβt one grand goodbye. It was fractions. Quiβ¦
Showing the 12 most recent of 20 posts we hold for @poetryaddicts. View and reaction counts are the latest single reading for each post, not a live figure, and a recent post is still accumulating both. A view count marked β was rounded by Telegram before we ever saw it β t.me prints views in full below 1,000 and to three significant figures above, so β1,200,000 means somewhere between 1,150,000 and 1,249,999. Unmarked counts are exact. Text is reproduced from the public post preview and truncated for length.
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