If someone else comes along, will I lose my chance,
To find true love and sweet romance?
Is love so fickle, that it can be swayed,
By the whims of fate, and the games it has played?
The heart can be fragile, and easily broken,
Leaving us lost, and without any token.
But even in pain, there’s a chance to heal,
And find a love, that’s truly real.
So let us not fear, what the future may hold,
For love is a journey, that’s meant to unfold.
And even if someone else comes along,
True love will endure, and remain ever strong.
Tag: heal
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If Someone Else Comes Along
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The Color of Hope
The Color of Hope
Hope hails from hues that heal hearts; A cascade of courage that color imparts. In darkness, a diffused glow, a guiding light, A rainbow of resilience that reignites. Renewed strength rising, radiant and ripe, Redemption rendered; a refreshed type. With the color of hope, all is not lost. Past becomes past, and future begins to emboss.
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I Get Hurt, I Might Cry
I Get Hurt, I Might Cry
I get hurt, I might cry,
It’s a part of life, that I can’t deny,
I wear my heart, upon my sleeve,
And sometimes, it’s hard to believe.That the ones I trust, and hold so dear,
Can hurt me so, and make me fear,
That I’ll never heal, from the pain they cause,
And I’ll be left, with endless flaws.But I know, that I’m not alone,
That others feel, the pain I’ve known,
And together, we can find a way,
To heal the wounds, and seize the day.For every tear, that falls like rain,
There’s a light, that shines again,
A hope that springs, from deep within,
A chance to heal, and to begin.So I’ll keep moving forward, step by step,
And I’ll keep trying, to find my rep,
I’ll wear my heart, upon my sleeve,
And I’ll keep going, always to believe.That I can rise, from the hurt I feel,
And I can stand, with strength and zeal,
And I can love, with all my might,
And I can keep going, into the night.
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Melody and Mercenaries
A melody floats on the breeze,
As mercenaries march with ease.
The music soothes the savage soul,
As war rages, taking its toll.The sound of drums and trumpets blare,
As soldiers fight, with deadly flair.
The melody weaves its way through the fight,
And brings a moment of respite.The clash of swords, the battle cries,
Echo through the valley, reaching the skies.
But the melody lingers in the air,
And softens the hearts of those who dare.For music has the power to heal,
And bring humanity to what we feel.
Even in the midst of war and strife,
It can offer a glimmer of hope and life.So let the melody play on,
As the mercenaries march on and on.
May it bring peace to the hearts of all,
And soften the hardest of the battle’s thrall.
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Windows to the Soul
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.
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Only Love Darling, Only Love
Only Love Darling, Only Love
Only love, darling, only love,
A simple phrase, but with power above.
A message of hope, of truth and grace,
A reminder that love’s embrace can heal any space.In a world full of chaos and strife,
Love is the one thing that can bring new life.
It’s a light in the darkness, a beacon of hope,
A way to cope when we struggle to cope.Only love, darling, only love,
It’s the answer to all we’re dreaming of.
It’s a force that can move mountains and seas,
A way to find peace when we’re brought to our knees.Love knows no boundaries, no color or creed,
It’s a language that all people can read.
It’s a gift that we give, and we get in return,
A flame that we light, and together, we burn.So, only love, darling, only love,
It’s the message we need, from the heavens above.
For in love, we find our truest selves,
And our hearts become whole, like books on their shelves.
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Spread Your Light
Spread Your Light
Spread your light, let it shine bright,
In the darkness, be a guiding light.
Illuminate the world with your soul,
And let your spirit take control.Your light is a gift, a flame within,
A way to transcend and to begin.
It’s a beacon of hope, a ray of grace,
A reminder that love can take its place.Let your light shine on the broken and lost,
The ones who need it most.
For your light can heal and make them whole,
And bring them back from the edge of the hole.In a world full of chaos and strife,
Your light is the one thing that can bring new life.
It’s a force that can move mountains and seas,
A way to find peace when we’re brought to our knees.So spread your light, and let it be,
A way for all the world to see.
The beauty that lies within us all,
And the power of love to conquer all.
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Forgiveness is a double-edged sword
Forgiveness is a double-edged sword,
It can heal wounds, but also strike,
Sometimes it’s best to let it be ignored,
And walk away from the things we don’t like.
It’s hard to forgive and forget,
When the pain is deep and the scars are set,
But it’s also hard to hold onto hate,
And let it consume us, our hearts to abate.
Forgiveness can be a balm for the soul,
A way to find peace and make ourselves whole,
But it can also be a weapon of war,
Used to hurt, to wound, and leave a scar.
So we must be careful with forgiveness,
Not to use it to cause more distress,
But to use it to heal and to grow,
And to let our hearts and souls glow.
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Broken girl
Broken girl
Broken girl, shattered soul,
Lost in a world she can’t control.
Her heart is heavy, burdened with pain,
And she wonders if she’ll ever feel whole again.She’s been hurt, she’s been betrayed,
Her spirit bruised, her trust decayed.
She tries to hide behind a smile,
But her eyes reveal the pain all the while.She’s a warrior, fighting every day,
Battling demons that won’t go away.
But sometimes the battles take their toll,
And she feels like she’s losing control.Broken girl, don’t give up hope,
You’re stronger than you think, you can cope.
Take a deep breath, find your inner peace,
And let your heart and soul release.The world may be cruel, but you are strong,
And with each day, you’ll inch along.
You’ll find your way, you’ll heal your heart,
And one day, you’ll be whole again, a brand new start.acceptance, battles, betrayed, brand new start, bravery, Broken girl, bruised, burdened, control, cope, courage, cruel, decayed, Deep breath, demons, determination, endurance, eyes, Fighting, grit, growth, heal, heart, heavy, hide, hope, hurt, Inch, Inner Peace, losing control, lost, Overcome, pain, perseverance, Release, Resilience, Reveal, shattered, shattered soul, smile, spirit, strong, Stronger, struggle, transformation, Triumph, trust, vulnerability, warrior, Whole, world
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Time’s Tender Mercies
Time’s Tender Mercies
In the ebb and flow of life’s great tide,
Time’s tender mercies do abide,
A balm for wounds that run so deep,
And a salve for sorrows that weep.With gentle hands, it heals our pain,
And soothes our hearts to beat again,
It teaches us to let things go,
And find the peace that we don’t know.For time is kind, and ever true,
A friend to all, both me and you,
In its embrace, we find release,
And learn to live, with hearts at peace.
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The Reward of Time
The Reward of Time
The clock ticks on with each passing day,
And we rush through life, never stopping to play.
But time is a gift, that we must cherish,
For it’s the reward that we’ll all eventually inherit.With time comes growth, and wisdom too,
A chance to learn and to start anew.
It helps us heal, and move on from pain,
And find joy in life once again.So don’t rush through life, take it slow,
And let time work its magic, let it flow.
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Love or Hate
Love or Hate
Love and hate, two sides of a coin
One can heal, the other can ruin
Love is kind, it nurtures and grows
Hate is bitter, it withers and slows
Love brings joy, it brightens the day
Hate brings sadness, it leads us astray
Choose love over hate, let it prevail
For it is love that can never fail.
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The Pain of Being Me
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 abstractI 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 gotI 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 prayersI 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
When I can heal from the pain of being real.abstract, act, agree, alone, am, anyone, being, cares, conform, cry, dark, day, deny, despair, different, dreams, embrace, Emotions, expect, feel, feelings, Find, free, happy, heal, hide, hope, hopeless, identity, judge, long, look, love’s, me, meaning, not, pain, poem, Poetry, prayers, pretend, purpose, question, real, reject, Self, shelf, silence, someone, suffer, suppress, true, understand, what, who, wonder, world
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Heal My World of Ruin
Heal My World of Ruin
The sun sets on a distant shore,
Lost in a sea of sorrow and despair.
The sky darkens and my heart aches,
For a world that has all but been lost.Where hope has been extinguished and dreams shattered,
Where joy no longer exists and faith has withered away.
The path of healing is long and winding,
And the way forward may seem unclear.But with every step I take,
The light of hope shines ever brighter.
My courage and resolve guide me,
As I struggle in my quest to heal my world of ruin.The darkness will eventually give way to light,
And despair will be replaced by joy.
With each step I take,
I will restore my world to its former glory.
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The Power of a Smile
The Power of a Smile
A smile has the power, to light up a room,
It can brighten the day, and dispel any gloom,
It can mend broken hearts, and heal the soul,
It can make the broken, feel whole,
It’s a gift from the heart, that can never be bought,
The power of a smile, can’t be overwrought.
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My scars #Poetry (Thoughts of Rashmika)
Blood boils inside of me
Eyes seek for the enemy
Feeling the frozen breath
I’m trying to do not faint
They hide behind of me
But other will never see
They are untouchable
Creating all my wounds
I try to do not bleed
I’ll never let them see
My scars do not exist
At least not physically
© VishalDutia 2023
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With You #Poetry
Through this time of pain and sorrow
I’ll be there for you today and tomorrow
Our lives together are like a song
So perfect, where things never go wrong.
I want to be with you when you are sick
Hold you when you are weak
Know the words when you can’t speak.
Truth be dared, heal your soul so honestly.©VishalDutia
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Chronic suffering
I’m hurting
I’m really hurting
But it’s been like that for years now
I’m hurting
I’m really hurting
But I’ve run out of tears now
I’m hurting
I’m really hurting
But I’m “getting the right help” now
I’m hurting
I’m really hurting
But they’re tied of hearing that now
So I’m hurting
I’m really hurting
But I do it quietly now
I’m hurting
I’m really hurting
But I choose to stay unnoticed now
I’m hurting
I’m really hurting
But I keep it to myself now
Because I’m hurting
I’m really hurting
But nobody wants to see it now.© VishalDutia
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When the heart of a poet gets broken
He doesn’t burn photographs
He doesn’t join therapy sessions
He doesn’t smoke too many cigarettes
Nor he drown himself into alcohol
He scratches his wounds daily
And never let them heal
He doesn’t try to get rid of the pain
Instead he let it grow on him
He waters the seed of sorrow with his tears
He feeds it with the manure of old memories
He takes it to sleep with him
And nurtures it in himself
Till the moment when every single drop of his blood gets replaced by this pain
Until his fragile heart can bear no more
And his soul starts overflowing with emotions
That’s when he dip his pen into this pain
And empty his heart on a piece of paper
He bares his soul for us to feel
He creates poetry that the world would cherish for centuries to come
©VishalDutia
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Time heals
In time will heal they say
Time doesnt heal anything
It just teaches you to live with the pain
I don’t need time
Because i am tired
Tired is fighting every single day
Tired of living with pain
I’m tired is fighting the pain of my feeling for someone who doesn’t love me
Tired of fighting for who know where he is
How he feels
Who knows if he even cares
I’m tired of waking up alone Missing you
Fight to fall asleep
Fighting the ache in My every heart beat
time doesn’t heal
time hurts
Am I not enough
Time will heal you
You’ll get over it in time
In time you’ll move on
No I won’t
Time won’t heal the pain
I won’t stop loving you
I hope one day time will bring someone who fights for my love
Time will not fill the emptiness inside me©VishalDutia
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No healers, All wounded #Poetry
She sits and cries,
She cries and waits,
She waits for someone,
Someone to help,
But no one comes
No one helps,
So
She waits as she cries
She cries as she sits
Next to a boy
Who sits and cries.
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