In the realms of affection, where hearts do alight,
Sides of love are like facets of a diamond, bright.
Each one a different angle, a unique part of the whole,
Shining with its own light, a story to tell, a role.
On one side, there’s passion, a flame that’s ignite,
A burning desire, a heart’s wild night.
It’s the thrill of the dance, the rush of the fight,
The pulse of the moment, the fire of delight.
On another, there’s tenderness, a gentle embrace,
A whisper of love that finds a quiet place.
It’s the softness of touch, the understanding gaze,
A comfort that soothes the soul’s aching days.
Patience, a side of love that’s seldom seen,
A virtue that bides, a silent stream.
It’s the art of waiting, the peace that’s so sweet,
In the storm of emotions, it’s the calm retreat.
Sacrifice, a side that’s selfless and pure,
It gives without asking, it’s not in the cure.
It’s the laying down of one’s own desires,
For the good of another, with no hidden fires.
Trust, the foundation, the bedrock so strong,
It weathers the tempests, it stands for the wrong.
It’s the belief in the heart of the one who’s apart,
The glue that holds love together, never to depart.
And lastly, there’s commitment, a promise to stay,
Through the years and the changes, come what may.
It’s the choice to love, not just once or twice,
But forever and always, with joy and with strife.
These sides of love, they intertwine, they dance, they collide,
Creating a tapestry rich in texture and pride.
It’s not just one feeling, it’s not just a glance,
It’s the multitude of emotions that make love withstand.
So let us embrace all the sides, in their turn,
For love is not singular, it’s a many-splendored burn.
It’s the sum of its parts, in a beautiful show,
A symphony of emotions that grows and grows.
And in the embrace of this love so complete,
We find our own happiness, our soul’s retreat.
For love’s sides are endless, they twist and they bend,
In the grandeur of unity, they never end.
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In the lacuna between silence’s hush
And the sighs that exhale my angst, my rush,
I lie awake, my mind a restless sea,
A tempest of thought, unbridled and free.
The abyss of silence, vast and deep,
Where echoes of dreams and memories sleep,
Is pierced by the sighs that rise from my chest,
A lament for the lost, a plea for the blessed.
In this liminal space, between two worlds,
Where the veil of reality softly unfurls,
I find myself suspended, adrift in time,
A witness to the sublime and the sublime.
O, space between silence and sighs,
You hold the secrets of the night skies,
The mysteries of the cosmos and the soul,
The tapestry of life, where all things unfold.
In your embrace, I find solace and dread,
A paradox of being, both alive and dead.
For in this liminal space, I am reborn,
A Phoenix rising from the ashes of dawn.
How can you discern?
If the unseen forces gripping
your resolve are not mightier than your urge to
How can you fathom?
That there’s more to this realm than your
finite eyes can behold and your bounded mind can grasp.
When will you perceive?
That there’s been a change in your outlook,
When what was once vile now seems virtuous,
You end up saying “it’s not that grave.”
How can you verify?
If these emotions are genuine,
Or merely the mind’s ingenious ploy,
A phantom of our own being.
And how can I ascertain?
That the words I pen are veracious,
And not the mind’s deceptive scheme,
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Into the depths of my soul,
Calming the chaos,
Making me whole.
A sacred embrace,
Nourishing my spirit,
And filling my space.
A gentle release,
Letting go of burdens,
And finding peace.
Into the stillness within,
Where thoughts and emotions,
Can softly begin.
In the dance of breath,
I find my true home,
Where my heart beats freely,
And I’m never alone.
Into the mystery of life,
Connecting me to all that is,
And beyond all strife.
So I surrender to the rhythm,
Of this sacred flow,
And let my breaths sink,
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Love is like a rose,
With its sweet and delicate petals.
It can be fragile and easily bruised,
But it can also be strong and resilient.
Joy is like a sunflower,
Always turning towards the sun.
It is a positive and uplifting emotion,
That can brighten even the darkest day.
Sadness is like a violet,
Hidden in the shadows.
It is a quiet and gentle emotion,
That can be difficult to express.
Anger is like a dandelion,
With its sharp and prickly seeds.
It can be a destructive emotion,
If it is not controlled.
Fear is like a daisy,
With its white petals and yellow center.
It is a natural emotion,
That can help us to stay safe.
Hope is like a lotus flower,
Growing in the mud.
It is a powerful emotion,
That can help us to overcome adversity.
Peace is like a garden,
Full of different flowers.
It is a state of harmony,
Where all emotions are welcome.
Feelings and emotions are like flowers.
They are all beautiful and unique,
And they all have their own special meaning.
So let’s celebrate our feelings and emotions,
And let them bloom in all their beauty.
Let your emotions soar
Like the birds in the sky,
Free and untethered,
Unafraid to fly.
Don’t hold them back,
Don’t try to contain them,
Let them flow through you
Like a river of rain.
Let them fill you up
With joy and love and peace,
Let them carry you away
To places unknown.
Let your emotions soar
And touch the stars,
Let them set your soul on fire
And make your heart sing.
Don’t be afraid to feel
The full range of human emotion,
It’s what makes us human
And what makes life worth living.
So let your emotions soar
And let them take you on a journey
To a place of beauty and wonder
That you never knew existed.
Verbal foreplay teases my mind,
Words evoke erotic images kind,
Desire builds, pulse quickens,
As fantasies unfold in my head.
Sentences turn into sensuous sounds,
Whispered phrases ignite passions,
Emotions stirred through carefully chosen words,
Creating a virtual orgasm of sorts.
With each sentence spoken aloud,
Arousal heightens, heartbeat pounds,
The power of language used to arouse,
Is a potent tool in the hands of skilled players found.
What if the numbers, in all their splendor,
Could calculate the whims of our endeavor?
What if formulas, precise and grand,
Could explain love’s chaos, so hard to understand?
What if equations, so boldly scripted,
Could solve the riddles of hearts conflicted?
What if atoms, in their intricate dance,
Could predict the outcome of a fleeting romance?
Ah, imagine the wonders, the possibilities,
If science held the keys to love’s uncertainties!
But alas, dear friends, let’s not be deceived,
For matters of the heart cannot be quantitatively believed.
No theorem or hypothesis can comprehend,
The mysteries of emotions, where they begin and end.
So, let us revel in the unknown’s sweet delight,
For in love’s uncharted realm, true magic takes flight.
Heart and mind, two different parts,
One feels emotions, the other imparts.
Heart speaks of love, joy, and pain,
Mind tries to rationalize and explain.
Sometimes they clash, causing a strife,
But mostly they work together in life.
Dil ki baat dimag se kar lete hai,
Heart speaks first, mind takes it all in stride.
Psychology reveals everything we hide,
Bringing to light what we keep inside.
Philosophy heals everything we feel,
Guiding us towards growth that’s real.
The flow has started,
Her mood, broken-hearted,
Cramps and pain, unbearable,
Everything seems so terrible.
Her emotions are on a ride,
Just being near her, you’ll have to abide,
With kindness and love, by her side,
You can help her through this strife.
Love’s lingering language lingers long,
Despite the numbness of the cold and frosty throng,
Expressions of the heart in words so bold,
Feelings frozen but still to be told.
The fire’s flames may flicker and fade,
But passion and poetry will never evade,
Rhymes and romance will always remain,
Even in freezing temperatures that cause us pain.
For love is a language that speaks to the soul,
It warms us up when we feel less whole,
And though the cold may numb our being,
Love’s language keeps our hearts from fleeing.
Death’s door, dark and daunting
Dreadful dreams, daunting desires
Dancing demons, daunting dangers
Drowning deep, dreadful darkness
Eerie echoes, endless emptiness
Endless expanse, eerie emptiness
Eternal end, endless emptiness
Enveloping emptiness, eternal end
A tribute to all poets, who weave words like magic spells,
Whose lines can make us laugh or cry, or take us from heaven to hell,
They paint pictures with their verses, and create worlds with their rhymes,
Their words can heal a broken heart, or take us back to olden times.
They capture the essence of life, in every single verse,
And make us feel emotions, that we didn’t know we could nurse.
They are the dreamers of our world, who put our thoughts to flight,
A tribute to all poets, who make our world a little more bright.
Everything is predictable,
Except the garish vulnerability of love,
It can make you feel incredible,
Or leave you feeling unworthy of.
You can try to guard your heart,
And keep your emotions at bay,
But love has a way of tearing apart,
All the walls you’ve built to keep it away.
It can make you feel like you’re flying,
Or bring you crashing down to earth,
It’s a feeling that’s both terrifying,
And one of immeasurable worth.
Love is the ultimate risk,
A leap into the unknown,
But without it, life is brisk,
And your heart remains alone.
So embrace the unpredictability,
And let yourself be vulnerable and true,
For in matters of the heart and its ability,
There’s nothing more powerful than “I love you.”
We chased a feeling not a reality,
Lost in a world of our own duality.
The highs and lows, the twists and turns,
We followed our hearts, but never learned.
The rush of passion, the thrill of desire,
We chased these flames, like moth to fire.
But in the end, we were left with smoke,
Our hearts shattered, our spirits broke.
For emotions are but fleeting and fickle,
A temporary fix, a mere tickle.
We must ground ourselves in what is real,
And not chase illusions that we feel.
When my brain implodes, my Irish heart explodes,
Emotions and thoughts, like fireworks, they unload.
Memories of my culture, my identity, my heritage,
Passion and energy, they surge and they ravage.
Overwhelmed by the intensity, I seek release,
Freedom from the chaos, a moment of peace.
So I turn to poetry, to rhyme and to verse,
To express the explosion, to make it less terse.
My Irish heart beats with a rhythm so strong,
It’s the beat of my ancestors, the beat of their song.
It’s the fire in my soul, the spark in my eye,
It’s the reason I live, the reason I try.
So when my brain implodes, and my Irish heart explodes,
I embrace the energy, I let it unfold.
For it’s a part of who I am, it’s a part of my fate,
And I wouldn’t have it any other way, it’s simply great.
I think of me and you, and the love we share,
The connection we have, it’s beyond compare.
Reflections of memories, they flood my mind,
Emotions and feelings, they’re hard to unwind.
Intimacy and togetherness, they’re what we crave,
But separation and distance, they’re what we brave.
Longing and hope, they’re what we hold,
For a future together, that’s worth more than gold.
So I think of me and you, and the love we share,
And I know in my heart, that we’ll always be there.
Melancholy memories, they linger still, In the corners of the mind, a bittersweet thrill, A tapestry woven, of joy and of pain, In the heart’s gallery, they forever remain.
Through vibrant strokes, the past comes alive, A dance of colors, where emotions survive, In every hue, a story unfolds, Of love and loss, and dreams untold.
Waiting for something that never comes,
Hope and anticipation, they weigh like tons.
Patience wears thin, as time ticks away,
Expectation turns to uncertainty, day by day.
Disappointment looms, like a dark cloud,
Frustration builds, like a crowd.
Persistence and perseverance, they’re put to the test,
As faith and trust, they’re put to the rest.
Dreams and aspirations, they seem so real,
But reality bites, like a sharp steel.
Illusion fades, like a mirage in the desert,
Emotions and feelings, they’re left to assert.
The waiting game, it’s a tricky one,
It can be won, but it can also be undone.
So hold on tight, and don’t let go,
For the train may come, when you least know.
Tears of the Soul
Tears of the soul, like rivers, flow,
From depths unseen, where sorrows grow,
A silent language, unspoken words,
The heart’s lament, in pain, it’s heard.
Through vibrant hues, emotions pour,
A canvas painted, feelings soar,
In every stroke, a story told,
Of love and loss, and dreams untold.
I Am Fluent in the Language of Silence
In the stillness of my soul, The language of silence takes control, Words need not be spoken to convey, Emotions that abound within, night or day.
Silent gestures, subtle cues, All flow seamlessly, no need to espouse, No tongue, no sound, no auditory claim, For in the language of silence, all is the same.
The Bittersweet Day
I went to the love of my life’s wedding today, Heart heavy, mind in disarray; Mixed emotions, joy and pain, Watching someone else hold her, felt insane.
Conflicted feelings, a bittersweet day, Solace found in the words I could not say; Memories of love forever to remain, The bittersweet day etched in my brain.
Afraid to describe just what I feel,
My thoughts and emotions seem surreal.
I try to articulate with every breath,
But the words just don’t come out, it’s death.
A constant battle within my head,
As I struggle to express what I dread.
The fear of being misunderstood,
Keeps me silent, as I wish I could.
Afraid to describe just what I feel,
Is like being trapped in a nightmare surreal.
But I know I must break free from this bind,
And let my true emotions unwind.
The silence between us speaks so loud,
Echoing through the air like a shroud.
Words left unspoken, emotions unsaid,
Leaving us with a feeling of dread.
We sit in silence, side by side,
Our hearts heavy, our souls denied.
We’re afraid to speak, afraid to be heard,
Afraid that our words will be lost in the words.
But the silence between us is a heavy weight,
A burden we carry, a constant debate.
We long to connect, to feel understood,
But the silence between us feels like a hood.
So let’s break the silence, let’s speak our truth,
Let’s share our hearts, our hopes, our youth.
For the silence between us is a choice we make,
And the words we speak, can help us shake.
The silence between us can be broken,
And the words we speak, can be a token,
Of the love and connection we long to feel,
And the healing and growth that we can reveal.
Tears Fall as Thoughts Tangle
Tears fall as thoughts tangle,
A web of emotions, an endless wrangle,
The mind a puzzle, with pieces astray,
A heart in turmoil, with no words to say.
The memories, they haunt, of a happier time,
A world of contrast, that’s hard to align,
The tears, they flow, with a heart so heavy,
A world of emotion, that’s hard to levy.
But even in the darkness, there’s a glimmer of light,
A reminder of hope, that’s forever in sight.
Eyes, the windows to the soul,
Reveal the stories that remain untold.
They mirror the emotions we hold inside,
And reflect the truths we try to hide.
With a single glance, they convey it all,
Joy and pain, rise and fall.
They speak a language beyond words,
And share the secrets of our worlds.
Through the windows of the soul,
We connect, we empathize, we console.
They bridge the gap between hearts,
And heal the wounds that keep us apart.
So cherish these portals of light,
That bring meaning to our sight.
For they hold the key to our empathy,
And unlock the door to our humanity.
Serenity and Bliss
In serenity, I find peace,
My worries and fears all cease.
Blissful moments, so divine,
A feeling that is truly mine.
The calmness brings tranquility,
My soul soaring with agility.
In Serenity and bliss, I find,
A love that’s gentle and kind.
Just friends, oh what a joy,
Jovial and jolly, like a child’s toy.
Jesting and joking, with no care in sight,
Juggling our emotions, like a ball in flight.
Jealousy and judgment, what could go wrong?
Jumping through hoops, and singing a sad song.
Justifying our feelings, with excuses so lame,
Jousting with our hearts, and playing a foolish game.
Jaded and jinxed, we cling to our pride,
Joking and jesting, with nowhere to hide.
Just friends, oh what a lie,
Jumbling our feelings, and wondering why.
Buckled up with emotions, I take a deep breath,
For the road ahead is bumpy, and filled with stress.
I feel the weight of my feelings, heavy on my chest,
And I wonder if I’m strong enough, to pass this test.
But then I remind myself, of the resilience I possess,
And I find the strength to carry on, and face this mess.
For in my vulnerability, lies a hidden power,
And it’s the emotions I feel, that give me the tower.
I’ll buckle up with my feelings, and hold on tight,
And I’ll keep moving forward, with all my might.
For in this journey, I’ll find the beauty of life,
And I’ll emerge stronger, from every strife.
So I’ll embrace my emotions, and let them guide my way,
And I’ll find the courage, to face every day.
For in my feelings, lies the key,
To a life that’s authentic, and that’s meant to be.
I’ll buckle up with my emotions, and take on the ride,
And I’ll find the beauty, in the lows and the highs.
For it’s the depth of my emotions, that make me who I am,
And it’s the strength of my character, that will always stand.
So I’ll buckle up with my feelings, and hold on tight,
For in this journey, I’ll find the light.
Love is confusing,
A maze of feelings and emotions,
A journey of the heart, oftentimes uncertain,
Where the destination is unclear, and doubts and fears are common.
Hate, on the other hand, is certain,
A straight path, with no room for diversion,
A one-way street, leading to a dead end,
Where the heart is closed, and the mind is bent.
But what happens when hate is loved?
When the heart is opened, and the mind is moved?
When the straight path becomes a winding road,
And the dead end is transformed into a new abode?
The dilemma is clear,
For love and hate are opposite spheres,
But when they intertwine, and boundaries disappear,
New possibilities emerge, and life becomes dear.
Love is still confusing,
A mystery that’s hard to unravel,
But when hate is loved, and hearts start to marvel,
The dilemma fades away, and life becomes an adventure to travel.
Life can be a paradoxical experience. We have moments of sheer joy and happiness, and yet, at other times, we find ourselves wading through a mire of negativity and uncertainty. It is in these moments that we realize that life is, indeed, bittersweet.
Life is an endless ocean
Of ups and downs, and emotions
A roller coaster ride of joy and sorrow
We survive today, but fear tomorrow
The paradox unfolds, as we take each step
Moments of laughter, moments of wept
We seek for sunshine, amidst the rain
Finding hope, amidst the pain
Life is a mixture, of bitter-sweet
A collision of emotions, we cannot defeat
For in these moments, we find our strength
Gaining perspective, till we find our length
So let us embrace, life’s contradictions
For we know, that it is in the afflictions
We learn to grow, and become strong
For life is a journey, and not just a song.
Poetry has the power to express emotions in a way that words alone cannot. When we experience moments that are both bitter and sweet, the intensity of those emotions can be overwhelming. How do we capture that intensity in a poem? Here’s my attempt:
In the depth of night where shadows play,
My mind begins to drift and sway,
To memories that pull and tug,
At heart strings that refuse to shrug.
Bitter and sweet, in equal measure,
A potent brew that offers pleasure,
But also leaves a bitter sting,
A taste that lingers, haunting.
The times we laughed until we cried,
The moments when we said goodbye,
The bittersweetness of it all,
The joyful rise, the sudden fall.
In these moments, I feel alive,
Emotions that I can’t deny,
The intensity of bitter-sweet,
A love so deep, so incomplete.
Life is like a chocolate bar,
With flavors bitter and sweet.
It’s a rollercoaster ride,
Where emotions sometimes meet.
Love is like a gentle breeze,
That touches your soul and heart.
It can be sweet and wonderful,
But sometimes tears you apart.
The contrasting flavors of bitter-sweet,
Are like the ups and downs of life.
It reminds us of the important things,
And helps us deal with strife.
So let’s savor every moment,
Of the bitter and the sweet.
For it’s the essence of our being,
And makes our life complete.
The Tangy Taste of Bitter-Sweet is an intriguing title that evokes a range of emotions. It is a juxtaposition of two contrasting tastes that can leave one confused, but also intrigued. It is no wonder that poets are drawn to exploring this duality in their writing. Here is a humble attempt at a poem on this title:
For every sweet there is a sour,
For every high, a low.
The tangy taste of bitter-sweet
Is a flavor we all know.
A love that ends in heartbreak,
A sunset that fades to night.
These bittersweet moments in life
Are the ones that shine so bright.
They stay with us forever,
A memory we can’t forget.
The tangy taste of bitter-sweet
Is one we won’t regret.
How to Compare Love
Love is an experience that can be difficult to put into words. It’s a subjective feeling that is different for everyone. Love has been a common topic throughout history, and poets have tried to capture its essence in their work. In this poem, I attempt to compare love to the things around us that we can see and touch.
Love can be compared to a flower,
That blooms and dances in the sun,
It’s fragile yet resilient,
And when nurtured, it blossoms and is fun.
Love can also be compared to a flame,
That burns and lights up every space,
It can warm and comfort us,
And help us find our place.
Love is like a winged bird,
That soars and flies without restraint,
It freely comes and goes,
And leaves its mark without complaint.
Love may take on many forms,
Like a painting with countless hues,
It can be intense or subtle,
But it always shines through.
So, how does one compare love?
It’s like trying to catch a shooting star,
Love is a unique experience,
That is beautiful just as you are.
The Calculation of Love
Love is a complex math, they say
With formulas we can’t display
The heart is the calculator
And emotions, the numerator
It’s not just addition or subtraction
But a mix of every action
The variables are infinite
And the outcome is not definite
But despite the complexity
Love is still a mystery
An equation we’ll never solve
But we’ll keep trying to evolve
The verse in motion, a dance of words,
A symphony of language, like singing birds,
Each syllable a step, each phrase a turn,
A rhythm that flows, like a river’s churn.
The words do sway, to the beat of the heart,
In a tapestry of emotions, like a work of art,
A story unfolds, with each passing line,
A journey of the soul, that is truly divine.
In verse in motion, we find our voice,
A way to express, our hopes and joys,
A path to healing, and finding peace,
A way to make our worries cease.
The Pain of Being Me
I live in a world that does not understand me
A world that judges me by how I look and act
A world that expects me to conform and agree
A world that rejects me for being different and abstract
I suffer in silence as I hide my true self
As I pretend to be someone that I’m not
As I suppress my feelings and emotions on a shelf
As I deny my identity and dreams that I’ve got
I cry in the dark as I feel alone and hopeless
As I wonder if there’s anyone who cares
As I question if there’s any meaning or purpose
As I despair if there’s any hope or prayers
I long for a day when I can be free and happy
When I can embrace who I am and what I feel
When I can find someone who loves me for me
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What is love, people often ask,
Is it just a feeling that doesn’t last?
Is it a connection that’s hard to explain,
Or simply a game that we all play?
Love is the spark that ignites the heart,
It’s the warmth that comes from a simple start,
It’s the affection that we all crave,
And the emotions that we cannot save.
Love is not just a word we say,
It’s a feeling that we cannot betray,
It’s the bond that we share with another,
And the connection that we’ll always remember.
So what is love, you may still ask,
It’s something that’s hard to put in a flask,
It’s the essence of life that we all seek,
And the magic that makes us complete.