A sigh, such a sigh,
It seems so deep and true.
It has been long held in,
It signals me and you.
It speaks of grief, sadness, and pain, in silent language clear.
Each has all felt it, so tender and near.
For a moment it shall touch us,
In our hearts and our souls.
It’s an emotion no one can control.
You may try to hide it,
From all of the world’s views.
But a sigh, such a sigh,
Soon reveals so much more than you wish it to.
When all the heavy heartache and worry
Have finally receded from view,
Then that sigh, such a sigh,
Can bring us to peace so true.
A sigh, such a sigh,
In the depths of my consciousness, where thoughts do converge,
My mind is a forge, with ideas as its tinder.
It’s a place of creation, where mental sparks ignite,
Shaping the essence of my inner might.
A crucible of concepts, where reason and emotion brew,
My mind is a forge, where dreams and reality fuse.
It’s the anvil of ambition, where every thought does pound,
Forging the steel of my determined ground.
I am the blacksmith of my own thoughts,
Shaping my destiny with each mental oath.
My mind is a forge, where the hammer of will,
Forges the armor of resilience, against life’s ill.
It’s a workshop of wonders, where ideas are wrought,
My mind is a forge, where knowledge is sought.
It’s the furnace of passion, where every dream does burn,
Forging the sword of my unyielding turn.
In the heart of my being, where the mind’s fire rages,
My thoughts are the tools, in this mental stage.
I am the master of my mental craft,
Shaping my life’s story, one thought at a time, never once shirking the task.
My mind is a forge, where the soul’s essence shines,
It’s the heart of my being, where my true self resides.
In the quiet of contemplation, I find my way,
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When all is still, and darkness reigns supreme
Amidst the silence, a tale of life’s dreams
Are born in the heart, where hope does gleam
In whispers soft, a secret it would seem
The world outside may be barren and cold
But within, a fire burns, bold and old
It warms the soul, and lifts the veil
Revealing visions of a brighter sail
Across the horizon, a glimmer appears
A light that guides, through doubts and fears
A promise kept, a journey to pursue
A future bright, for me and you
So let us embrace this quiet night
And let our imaginations take flight
For when everything ceases, we find peace
And in our hearts, a new beginning release.
In the tapestry of life, where threads of time do weave,
I find myself amidst a sea of reasons to believe.
A myriad of moments, each one a small part,
Of the grand design, with its own beating heart.
There are reasons in the sunrise, painting the sky anew,
Reasons in the laughter, that through the tears breaks through.
Reasons in the whispers, that speak of love so true,
In the gentle touch, that says more than words can do.
Reasons in the music, that stirs the soul’s own song,
In the silent communion, where heart speaks to heart.
Reasons in the stories, that history does impart,
In the strength of the present, and the hope of the future’s start.
I find reasons in the faces, of those I hold so dear,
In the shared experiences, that bind us all together.
Reasons in the challenges, that test our will and fear,
For it’s in the overcoming, that we find our inner gear.
There are reasons in the stars, that twinkle above,
In the mysteries of life, that we strive to love.
Reasons in the questions, that lead us to discover,
In the quiet of the night, when the world is fast asleep, I uncover.
So many reasons, to rise and face the day,
To embrace the journey, with all its twists and fray.
In the mosaic of existence, where every piece does fit,
I find my place, with so many reasons to live, to fight, to sit.
For in the fabric of being, where every reason sews,
I am the weaver of my own life’s show.
In the pattern of my choices, with each thread I choose,
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When all hope is lost, and you’ve faced all your fears
The shine in your eyes still be seen through your tears
All those battles you fought, and all that you lost
Your courage will still show in you, no matter the cost
Though you feel so alone, and your heart runs so low
Friends will still come to your rescue, you should already know
They’ll carry your torch, until you can stand
And guide you out, from the dark of the sand
Your courage will win, as sure as the sky
To remind you, even during the darkest goodbye
That this too shall pass, and soon all will be
Though it may seem hard now, patience will set you free
In twisted tangles of an imbroglio,
A web of woes that doth entwine,
With knots of confusion, heart and soul do go,
And reason flies, like wind in leaves divine.
In this labyrinth of thoughts so intricate,
Where truth is lost, as in a maze profound,
The mind doth struggle to find its state,
As passions rage, like waves around.
But hope doth shine, like stars above,
A guiding light, to those who love,
For in the midst of all this strife,
Lies peace, if one but chooses life.
So let us not be daunted by the fight,
Nor lose our way in darkest night,
For in the end, we shall emerge from sight,
To see the beauty of the light.
Forty winks will have to suffice, Awakening now, I rise. You can take a back seat, As we embark on this expedition, fleet.
There’s no time, we must seize the day, For opportunity beckons, come what may. Somnolence succumbs, ambition ascends, Dreaming fades, reality transcends.
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Needle and thread at my fingertips, I weave the tapestry of my life. Scars, witnesses to my resilience, Bruises, reminders of my healing, Heart, stronger but bleeding, Life, calming but clouded with pain, Ocean, stormy but destined for tranquility.
The future, a canvas waiting to be painted, Though my plans may not adhere to my design. Sometimes I yearn to flee, But life’s grip is firm, demanding patience.
So I wait, darkness my companion, Four walls my sanctuary. Until we meet again, I leave you my whispering poems, Thoughts to ponder and reflect upon.
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When all the world was bright with spring,
And love’s young dream was mine,
I thought no ill could ever bring
A cloud across the shine.
But, lo! the storm came sudden o’er,
The sky grew dark and drear;
And love, that seemed so bright before,
Was changed to bitter fear.
And now I know that love is blind,
And hope is all a lie;
And he who trusts in womankind
Must surely rue the day.
For love is like a summer dream,
That fades away too soon;
And he who hopes to win the gleam
Must pay the bitter boon.
So let me learn from bitterest woe
The lesson love has taught,
And never trust to woman’s vow,
Or hope to win her heart.
You were merely a cardiac organ, that endured long enough, to necessitate the construction of a barrier.
You were a corporeal entity that encountered enough, to have to don armament.
You were a spiritual essence, that felt forlorn enough, to stray a course abandoned by the others.
You were a cherished offspring that matured enough to unlearn how to cherish.
That is why this fortress of osseous matter was conceived,
So that it can accommodate a survivor like you within.
Life is life, and what is more
Than life? A little song
Of joy or sorrow, more
Or less, a little day
Of sun or shade, of play
Or work, of love or hate,
Of laughter or of tears,
A little space between
The cradle and the grave.
Life is life, and what is less
Than life? A little dream
Of beauty, or of bliss,
A little hope, a gleam
Of sunshine on a cloud,
A little starlight thrown
Across the shadows deep,
A little joy unknown,
A little grief unwept.
Life is life, and what is best
Than life? A little love
That fills the heart above
With joy, and makes it move
With strength and purity,
And makes it live and be
A little light of God
In the great darkness here.
Love is a temporary thing,
A fleeting moment in time,
A spark that ignites and then burns,
But soon is turned to embers and ash.
It’s a feeling that comes and goes,
A wave that washes over you,
Bringing joy and happiness,
But also pain and sorrow too.
It’s a risk that we all take,
To give our hearts to another,
In the hope that it will last,
But knowing that it may not.
So if you find yourself in love,
Enjoy it while it lasts,
And don’t be afraid to let go,
When the time comes for it to end.
For love is a temporary thing,
But the memories will last a lifetime.
Empty shells on the shore
Remind me of the days before
When we were young and free
And filled with joy and glee
Empty shells in my hand
Remind me of the times we planned
To travel the world and see
All the wonders that could be
Empty shells in my heart
Remind me of how we fell apart
When we grew old and cold
And lost our dreams and goals
Empty shells in my mind
Remind me of what I left behind
When I chose to walk away
And face a lonely day
I long to hold you close,
To feel your heart beating against mine,
To breathe in your scent,
And taste your lips.
I long to gaze into your eyes,
To see the love that I know is there,
To tell you how I feel,
And to hear you say the same.
I long to spend the rest of my life with you,
To love you and cherish you,
To be your best friend,
And your lover.
You are my everything,
My dream come true,
The love of my life.
I will love you forever.
Your eyes are like the stars,
So bright and full of light,
They draw me in and make me stay,
And never want to go.
Your lips are like the rose,
So soft and full of grace,
They tempt me to taste their sweetness,
And never want to let go.
Your skin is like the silk,
So smooth and soft to touch,
I want to run my fingers through it,
And never want to let go.
Your voice is like the music,
So sweet and full of love,
It fills my heart with joy,
And makes me want to sing.
I am lost in your love,
And I never want to find my way out,
For you are my everything,
And I love you more than words can say.
My spirits lifted, my heart feels light,
The clouds have parted, the sun shines bright.
The world is a better place today,
For I have found a friend in you, a way.
To lift me up when I am down,
To make me laugh when I am frown.
To share my joys and share my pain,
To be there for me through thick and thin.
You are a true friend, a rare gem,
I am so grateful to have you in my life.
You make me feel loved and cherished,
And I will always be here for you, my friend.
Thank you for lifting my spirits,
I am so glad that we are friends.
I felt alive,
When the wind blew through my hair,
And the sun kissed my skin.
I felt alive,
When I laughed with my friends,
And we shared our dreams.
I felt alive,
When I fell in love,
And my heart was full of joy.
I felt alive,
When I made a difference,
And helped someone in need.
I felt alive,
When I was true to myself,
And lived my life to the fullest.
I felt alive,
And I will never forget it.
My yearning soul craves the tactile embrace,
of fingers intertwined, a tender entwine,
the memories of which ignite a burning blaze,
inside my chest, a fiery, fervent shrine.
Each pulse, a cry, a summons to reunite,
with you, my love, my heart’s sole delight,
the scent of whom permeates my every sight,
a fragrance that transcends the morning light.
Together, our lips, a perfect fusion,
two souls becoming one, an infinite fusion,
tongues dancing, a sensual, passionate communion,
in this embrace, our spirits find their conclusion.
Your touch, a balm, a solace to my heart,
feeding my soul, a nourishing work of art,
quenching my thirst, a drink from Love’s pure start,
leaving me lost, in your loving apart.
In your eyes, a refuge, a haven, a home,
where fears subside, and trust becomes a throne,
with you, my love, my heart finds its sanctum,
forever bound, a captive, in your love’s dominion.
You, my beloved, my heart’s ultimate quest,
the one who holds the key to my soul’s deepest nest,
in your embrace, my every desire finds its rest,
forevermore, my heart, a prisoner of your breast.
In her heart,
a pain so deep,
Grief like a wound
she couldn’t keep,
but no one heard,
The weight of sorrow,
like a bird,
Broken and shattered,
she found her way,
Love’s healing balm,
led her to a brighter day.
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When an over-thinker says they love you,
Know that they’ve battled their demons through.
Their love is a treasure to cherish,
A melody of their lifelong song.
Trust their heart, filled with devotion,
For their love, amidst chaos, is true.
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Melancholic tunes resound through the night,
Lost love, once soaring, now out of sight.
Sombre refrains of a bygone amour,
Drowning in pain, past its prime, obscure.
Each note, a reminder of what has passed,
Of a symphony of love that couldn’t last.
Melodies dance, filled with despair and yearning,
As our love dissolves, leaving hearts burning.
Keys on the piano weep with regret,
As we mourn what we couldn’t forget.
Harmony shattered, rhythm disrupted,
Love once thriving, now left corrupted.
We listen to the tunes, hoping to find peace,
But dwindling love now only haunts our hearts with ease.
Water turned into stone, trenches engrave bones known
God forsaken or forsaken Him, back to water, thirst’s groan
Sadness toast, hat tipped to despair, anger seethes in silence’s lair
Searching for light, sun’s fragments touched, disappearing at night’s glare
Fate’s jaws trapped, something to contemplate, pain religion, belief overdue
Anguish commemorates love’s giving heart, beats in isolation, soul blue.
It is a yearning, from within the earth
This wish to hold and to be held, a sense of worth
To feel the warmth of another’s embrace
To find solace in a lover’s grace
The earth itself desires connection
A longing for love, a natural reflection
Of the human heart’s deepest yearnings
For a love that’s true, and forever burning
To hold and be held, is a primal need
To share one’s life, and plant a seed
Of love, that grows and blossoms bright
A bond that’s strong, and always right
The yearning for connection, runs deep
A longing for love, that’s hard to keep
Bottled up, inside one’s heart
For the fear of being torn apart
But take a chance, and let love in
Embrace the warmth, and let it begin
For in the end, it’s all we need
Connection, love, and hearts that bleed.
She’s got a heart encased in thorns,
Her love is sharp and cold as ice,
With every beat, the pain transforms,
Her barbed wire heart pays no price.
The arteries are clogged with hate,
And veins are filled with venomous bile,
It pumps out anger and debate,
As it beats with a mechanical style.
The ventricles are rigid and tough,
Like a fortress that can’t be breached,
It’s impossible to love her enough,
For her barbed wire heart to be reached.
But still we try to break through the walls,
To reach the heart that’s buried deep,
Hoping one day she’ll hear our calls,
And her barbed wire heart will finally leap.
A special kind of love is rare to find,
A unique connection, one of a kind.
It’s a love that’s cherished, never forgotten,
A bond so strong, it cannot be broken.
This love is pure, it comes from the heart,
It lasts forever, never falls apart.
It’s a love that’s meant to be, a destiny to fulfill,
A feeling so strong, it gives you a thrill.
To have a love like this is a blessing indeed,
One that fills your heart with joy, and makes it truly freed.
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.
With each breath, I rise and fight,
Against the shadows of the night.
I seize the day with all my might,
And chase my dreams with pure delight.
I climb the mountains, brave the seas,
And let my heart soar with the breeze.
I dance and sing with joyful ease,
And cherish life’s sweet memories.
For in this world, so vast and wide,
There’s beauty in each moment’s stride.
So let us live with hearts open wide,
Embracing life’s adventurous ride.
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.
Sharp stabbing sensations,
Straight to the heart’s sensations,
Sudden, severe and sharp,
Stabbing like a harp,
Sorrowful, sad and severe,
Screaming sounds we hear,
Shocking and shivering,
Shuddering and quivering,
Suffering in silence,
Stupefying and senseless.
I wish you could stay, just a little while longer,
For your presence makes my heart grow stronger.
Your smile, your laugh, your gentle touch,
All of it means so very much.
The time we spend together is never enough,
I long for more, it’s true, it’s tough.
But life goes on and we must part,
Leaving memories etched in my heart.
My heart ain’t bulletproof, it’s fragile as can be,
Each scar that I bear is a painful memory.
Love can be a weapon, it can hurt and cause pain,
My heart is a target, and I’m the one to blame.
I’ve tried to protect it, but it’s been shot through and through,
I thought love was the answer, but now I’m feeling blue.
The wounds may heal, but the scars will forever remain,
My heart ain’t bulletproof, and I’m the one to blame.
Beautiful ones light up our lives,
Bringing joy that forever thrives,
With their grace and stunning sight,
They make our world a little more bright.
Their radiance shines like the sun,
A sight that leaves us all stunned,
Their beauty is a work of art,
A masterpiece that touches the heart.
From the flowers in the fields,
To the stars that night reveals,
The beauty that surrounds us all,
Is a reminder to stand tall.
For even in the darkest days,
The beautiful ones light up our ways,
And guide us through the stormy night,
With their brilliance shining bright.
It just hurts so much,
When the pain is all you can touch.
When the tears won’t stop falling,
And your heart feels like it’s stalling.
The weight of the world on your chest,
Makes it hard to catch your breath.
Every day feels like a battle,
And you’re not sure you can handle.
The memories that haunt your mind,
Are the ones that are hard to find.
The ones that make you question why,
You even bother to try.
But know that you are not alone,
And there is always a way home.
You just have to keep moving forward,
Even when it feels awkward.
It just hurts so much,
But someday you’ll feel the touch.
Of happiness and love and light,
And everything will be alright.
Lips gently pressed upon a cold forehead,
A final kiss, a farewell to the dead,
Tears fall like rain, a heart full of sorrow,
As the world becomes a darker shade of tomorrow.
Memories flood, a life once lived,
A love once shared, a heart once grieved,
But through the pain, a glimmer of hope,
For a soul has ascended to a higher scope.
The warmth of a touch, a love still felt,
Though the body has left, the soul has not melt,
For in our hearts, their flame still burns,
A love eternal, forever yearns.
Thrice I loved thee, my heart did swell,
With each beat, my love did tell,
Of all the things I felt inside,
For thee, my love, I could not hide.
Twice I thought I’d found true love,
But then came thee, sent from above,
And now I know that love is real,
Thrice I’ve loved, but this is ideal.
No worry of work, bills, or life,
Just sunshine, laughter, and play,
We leave our troubles behind,
And enjoy each carefree day.
The world is our playground,
Our hearts full of glee,
We’re living in the moment,
And it’s where we want to be.
The sun on our faces,
The wind in our hair,
We’re free from our worries,
In this moment we share.
So let’s soak up the sun,
And let the good times roll,
For these carefree days,
Are good for the heart and soul.
Wind carries fallen petals,
Spreads a gentle chime,
Awaiting the time to settle,
In the rhythm of life and time.
The clock ticks, the heart beats,
As we wait for what’s to come,
The wind whispers secrets sweet,
Of the journey that’s begun.
Silent moments, restless thoughts,
As we wait for fate to unfold,
The wind carries what was wrought,
And brings stories yet untold.
Patience is key, as time goes by,
And we await the arrival of destiny,
The wind sings a lullaby,
Of hope and possibility.
Seeking sound, beyond the noise,
We listen with our hearts,
To the rhythm of life’s sweet song,
That weaves its way through the parts.
The music of our journey,
Is played with every breath,
A symphony of memories,
That weaves its way through death.
The highs and lows of melody,
Are what make life complete,
For every note that’s played,
Is a moment that we meet.
So let’s dance to the rhythm,
Of life’s sweet melody,
And embrace each note that’s played,
For it’s part of our destiny.
I love the beach, it’s where I feel free
The sand, the waves, it’s all for me
The salty air, the sun on my face
My worries vanish without a trace
I walk along the shore, feeling the breeze
The water’s cool touch puts me at ease
Seashells and crabs, a world of their own
A place where I can be alone
Beach, oh beach, you have my heart
A place where I can restart