Hanna Joyton Poet Free verse

Blank White Pages

I never reached out for your hand—
Fingers interlacing, hearts intertwining.
My words blistered on my tongue,
And I tucked the unanswered glances 
Back into silence,
Like love letters never sent.

What do I do with the love I couldn't give?
I'll bleed it onto blank white pages,
Ink running from my arteries.
My stanzas will contain
The glory of my memories,
And my metaphors will cradle
A heart too heavy for your hands.

I'll write us into existence—
A universe where you know 
What it means 
To be loved.

I'll carve my ache into rhythm.
My tears will fall in poetic cadence,
And my agony will rhyme.
I'll fight the ugly beast—
Time—
So that I never forget
That you existed
And that I didn't get to keep you.

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Sara Jama April 24, 2025 at 12:58 PM Congratulations on placing in my contest. I can feel the ache in your poem. Heartache bleeds from your words. From "Fingers interlacing, hearts intertwining. My words blistered on my tongue," to I'll fight the ugly beast— Time— So that I never forget That you existed And that I didn't get to keep you." Your lines express unrequited love with such depth.

Lin Lane April 21, 2025 at 1:46 PM Hello Hanna. This is written from a heart who has truly known this pain. Congratulations on your placement in the contest.