#PoetryForTheSoul

[kaywrites23]

Maybe, just maybe, in another universe we were meant to be.

Then maybe there would be an us

instead of just

a you

and

a me.

[naeemajusthasthoughts]

Little me

I sat down with my younger self

She is beautiful, a picture left in ruins

Destroyed to ashes, falling as petals

They circle her like vultures

Hungry for the next disappointment

And nothing but emptiness and despair follows her.

Her tears, stains road maps onto her skin

An empty shell left to the wind

Hollow within, I searched for her heart

It use to be there within her skin

A brilliant like bird fluttering within

It doesn't fly anymore

And the singing seize to exist.

She still smiles at me, relief is clearly seen

But she doesn't know that I am her and she is me

She only wants to be healed,

Her pain is a halo, surrounding the scene

A darkness never before seen.

She just wants to be heard and seen, to heal and be free

I wish I could be those things for her

A bright shining light to comfort her pain

To show her that she has everything to gain

But my mind only want to play games

healing is that far away

And my younger self is once again put away

I was never ready for her tears or pain

But I will try again another day.

[atmonck]

"In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends." - Remember the Titans

[sometimeinthelate60s]

I went to the backyard looking for peace

I found quiet and tranquility

In my organs I found utility

My heart will now be used for love never broken

My lungs for breathing never smokin’

Intestines will no longer be starved

Skin will no longer be carved

When I entered the garden

I vowed never to darken

My spirit, which was once killed

I was put on the earth to be fulfilled

As were you

[getcareless]

Your Eyes Taste

Your eyes taste like sadness,

I never knew what to do.

I think I prefer the silence

and that means closing you.

Leaving you out’ the blue.

Leaving you on read.

Leaving you to fix my own heart instead.

JEP

[sakshinarula]

The florist has sad eyes and the flower shop smells of pain. Every lover in a book of poetry heartbroken, every bystander__ a murmur of grief.

- House Of Stars And Flowers On Mars,

Sakshi Narula

[intothewildewego]

Fading Away

Alone in my thoughts,

It’s dark in here,

I see no one here,

I’m beginning to disappear.

The echoes of silence wrap around me,

Swallowed by shadows,

I fall unseen.

I reach out, but there’s no hand to hold—

Only the emptiness I’ve always known.

Explanation of “Fading Away”:

This poem captures the emotional weight of isolation, where the speaker feels trapped alone in their own mind, disconnected from the world. The darkness symbolizes emotional struggles—like loneliness or depression—while the speaker’s gradual disappearance reflects their sense of fading into invisibility, both to themselves and to others.

The repeated imagery of shadows, silence, and the absence of connection builds a sense of vulnerability, as the speaker grapples with the feeling of losing not just their place in the world, but also their identity. It’s a haunting exploration of emotional distance and the pain of feeling unseen.

[theromanticallyrepressed]

Night Moves

folded sheet, folded chair

2am phone calls, stiff cold air.

ivory skin, tall dog, cat hair on my clothes,

milk glass and embroidered throws.

kentucky blues whistling through the tall grass,

swimming, swirling clouds in my coffee to cream,

empty frames hung from the highest points on the wall,

and the sweet decor replacing my personal sours.

rolled down car windows paired to melancholic tunes of a midnight move,

if it weren’t for my need of nostalgia— who am i make believing myself into?

If we learn to live like this maybe we can learn to be content with ourselves more, in this certainty we call life.

A year by, but i am in the same place a last.

Who am i chasing this time? What?

[cowardlyriver]

One day you're going to sit across from a girl that isn't me and fall in love with her.

Your mother is going to pester you to "just meet the nice girl I met the other day" and you'll sigh and do it just to get her off your back.

You don't expect to laugh at her jokes or be invested in her stories and it throws you.

She arrives at the restaurant an hour late because of her shift at the hospital. You don't really know why you waited. You've always hated tardiness. You were supposed to meet her once and that was going to be it. You didn't expect to want to see her again. And again. And again.

I see your engagement pictures on social media and I have to leave the room before my friends see my face.

In the photos, she wears her hair up, oxidised earrings in her ears and a beautiful pale pink sari around her, white heels peeking beneath her pallu. She leans against you, holding your hand and smiles brightly. Your gaze is soft and tentative. You are in love.

She gets to point at the sunset to get you to look too. Watch fireworks with you. Write poems for you. Have you listen while she complains. She gets to pull the corners of your mouth into a smile when you glare at the camera in pictures. She gets to occupy the same physical space as you. Which is to say she gets to love you.

I am sorry I could not cross physical space to be with you. Which is to say I loved you in whatever way I could. Which is to say there is some part of my being that has quieted after being known by you. Which is to say I will never not want life to go easy on you. I wish you the kind of forever in which there is ease and joy and all of life's mundane glory.

[thenightpoem]

Farewell

Many dances have passed

Changes have appeared in the cast

Yet here I stand

Singing my chant

Warm yet cold

This is my song

My call to the old

For it is this that I long

Oh, mighty Chronos

Ruler of time and the Cosmos

I call upon thee

Bestow your power on me

Or if that isn’t not good

Then if you could

Then use your sickle and wren

And take me there again

Make the dances reverse

And sink in ancient hieroglyph

Let myself in those treasures immerse

And my past once more relive

O, mighty titan

Who you so many frighten

Again, I bow and beg you

Make my wish come true

From above your voice I hear

For your song is so sweet and sincere

I couldn’t help but come here

To listen and to it be near

For millennia I have lived

And I’ve seen the world turn and shift

Yet such a sound soft yet strong like a gong

It is unlike any I’ve heard before, your song

Strong yet Soft. Sad yet oh so fair

Desire, happiness and many a tear

Woven with such tenderness and care

It glows so warm and gentle, like a solar flair

Such a beauty is your aching

That my being you managed to enchant

Listening so closely, even my soul is breaking

So much, I can’t help but along to chant

All the while I am sad

For I feel your pain

Tying you down like a chain

As you’re walking down the path

And while your song you play

As the night will soon give way to day

Yet beneath its eyes so starry

All I can say is I’m sorry

I’m sorry for as I here stand

Hearing your desire so grand

It hurts me so much, for I can’t

Your sweet, gentle wish grant

Your soul so pure and sincere

Many mortals I have known for I am old

Yet you are special, my dear

Among the rocks, a gem. Amidst metals, pure gold

So, you have heard?

What pain and longing I harbour?

Through my many a soulful word

Carrying my deepest hurt

Yes dear, I have

And I simply cannot believe

What beauty you’ve made from grief

Superior to any noble’s treasured staff

If you like my song so much

Then is it much to ask of thee

For if you know so much

Would you please guide me?

Help me through my plight

For you much have seen and are wise

Aid me to regain my light

And soothe my soul’s desperate cries

Come here, dear

Let me see you face

Please, come near

Let me your soul embrace

Inside it is heavy rain

Filled with memories of days younger

Sweetness turned to pain

What is now black was once color

There is something you do

You can regain your light

And you can shine anew

And rise in joyful flight

There is something you can do

To heal your broken soul and heart

Your journey will be long and hard

Yet soon, you’ll shine anew

I know how to heal my hurt

Yet it is so hard

To fix my heart

And fly again like a bird

That, well I know

There is no need to despair though

For I will always be here

And on from above I’ll cheer

Is it truth that you are now spilling?

Or am I just dreaming?

That you are so kind and willing

Your help so readily to be offering

No, dreaming you are not

I really do want

To help you untie your chain’s knot

And form with you a bond

Oh, then you I must thank

For down here coming

I must be frank

Your listening has been comforting

Moments like these are rare

When people are willing to just be there

Without a need for something to uttter

Not a talker, but a kind, compassionate viewer

Now, my dear

The time is near

Soon the night will give way

To a new, shinny day

But before I go

There is something I want you to know

In order to be free from the chain

And cease your pain

Let yourself flow

Be one with the sea

Don’t worry, take it slow

And soon you’ll be free

Then I guess it is time

That I stopped wallowing in regret

Let the bells outside chime

And take a deep breath

People come and go

Yet you are here

To watch and help me grow

To soothe my soul and my mind clear

If you say it’s the only way

Then my tears and loneliness I must quell

For here I cannot stay

Even if around me it seems to be hell

Reality is scary, my dear

For it is filled with much pain and change

Yet, though to you it may seem strange

Lights are not just far, they are also near

Cherising your past is great

Still, to life there is so much more

So my dear never lose faith

And open that old, busted door

There is no point to regret

I’ve done it for too long

Thinking of things undone and unsaid

And turn them into a song

Those people, things are long gone

For they, as I much have changed

Now I stand underneath the dawn

As the colors above have rearranged

Thank you, Chronos

For listening and your kind words

With you by my side, I can defeat Phobos

And rise again, as would birds

Now it is time

To finally break free from my cell

Then, I shall listen to this divine sign

And end this painful spell

Now my wounds I must mend

Close this door of this hotel

For this chapter has come to an end

You have been loved and cherished

In my heart I’ll keep you untarnished

Yet now, to you all I must tell

Farewell, guys. Farewell…

[kaywrites23]

If my life was a book, meeting you would be my favorite chapter.

[jerobertsthoughts]

When I think of Valentine's day...

I think of us cooking together and feeding each other

I think of romantic setups and the expression on your face after seeing it

I think of you pulling me up to dance with you

And you whispering to me "I love you too"

I think of our deep conversations and the smile that crosses your face

I think of you holding me close and kissing my forehead

I think of the poems that we've written to each other throughout the years

I think about how you've conquered all of my fears

When I think of Valentine's day

-Jeroberts

[darksideofmoon-world]

It would be immoral to call him my murderer

When i mistook his light as moonlight and

burned myself to ash

- jade Dakota

[atmonck]

"The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It's the loneliness of knowing that no one else will ever understand." 

- The Book Thief by Markus Zusak

[fathomlesswordsofheart]

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[uglysadgirl]

My Love 🕯️