Emotional. Poems - Poems about Emotional.

i sit alone and wait to see you again, eyes weary from my vigil. neighbors' rustling reminds me of the world passing by, but nothing distracts me from the prison of thought. in my mind i am lonely, in the crowd even lonelier. but the color i see in this stale black & white is that of your eyes miles away from me, the blue sky under...

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I remember when your laughter Was a light across the floor— Sun spilling from your mouth, Feet dancing through the door. But now the house is quiet, And your eyes don’t meet mine. You sit, unmoving, breathing, Like a clock that lost its time. I nudge your hand in silence, Bring my leash, then bring it back, But you just stare through windows, Watching days fade...

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When the mind faltered Alternate timelines were born Lines of realities blurred Rifts of possibilities torn Truth fading into the abyss Chained to the unknown Silently waiting for life's kiss To shatter this stone cold throne Provoking thy swarming thoughts Clawing and scratching for the one Blinded by hopes deemed naught Until one's dreams are none Walls shaking and quaking Slashing and ripping Sharpening newfound wings Clutches of chaos beating Sealing...

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I've always been afraid of deep water... So why did I believe it would make me stronger? Maybe I thought its beauty was sublime, But beauty can’t hold you afloat every time. I took a breath and went under, Trusting you through all the wonder. The waves pushed me towards you, A feeling so fresh and new. As I ventured into the deep...

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Grown apart we became after a long while, Remember those days? Daily talks upon hours, endless laughter, countless stories, shared struggles, emotional break- throughs, as we both sit next to each other in silence. I always remember my best buddy, the one who saw me when others left without looking twice and held my hand with genuine love. A rare gem, one of its kind The time continues to pass us on, memories...

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The classroom is a quiet forge, and I, a blade in silent fire— shaped by care, tempered in calm, honed to serve a brighter purpose. But into this heatswept chamber she storms, a tempest cloaked in titles— her words the hammer’s fall, striking without measure, without proof. She holds a flame to my calm steel, asking why I do not sparkle like she: “Why do...

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I wasn’t searching for magic— but then you smiled, and the world quietly forgot how to turn without pausing to admire you. You walked in like a poem the sky had kept hidden, and suddenly, my silence learned to speak in verses shaped by the way you exist. You are not just beautiful— you are the reason the word beautiful was ever spoken aloud. As if the universe grew...

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You’re tired, and you’re on your own. Stopping now won’t find you a home. Roaming the streets, searching for a safe place to sleep, Too scared of what strangers might think of you. Scared it’s always going to be this way. No one to turn to. No one to trust. The ones you called friends, the distant family— They betrayed you the...

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He loved her like the last day of autumn — knowing she'd leave, but holding on as if his hands could change the season. She wasn’t just a chapter — she was the entire book he never finished, because he kept rereading the parts where she smiled. He built a world around her absence, talked to her like she still listened in the silence of 3 a.m....

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The world demands identity— a name, a face, a history. But in its grip, you lose your way, and shame is what they make you pay. They drag your truth into the light, then twist it wrong and call it right. They dress you up in guilt and fear, then whisper lies for all to hear. A coin of shadow tempts the soul, Whispers...

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She was a field– soft, wide, aching. He was the match, small but hungry. They met not in spring, but in that breathless hush before things grow– where hope is still half-buried beneath frost. She held the rain like a secret. He wore the fire like a promise He never meant to keep. She broke without a sound He burned like it was prayer. and yet– in the blackened soil, something...

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Insight must be difficult for you when you’re wounded so easily. You can’t show it, of course, to show your scars and flaws would be considered weak to you, since they can be used against you. So you hide and twist words and speak with blame and hatred. Do not show them your hurt, show...

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My chest holds echoes none can hear, A hush of thoughts that won’t appear. What once was warm now drifts like mist, A weight unseen, too dense to lift. Each fracture blooms a quieter scar, Where bitter seeds still grow afar. No shore, no flame, no sense of tide— Just vacant halls I roam inside. By day I wear a borrowed face, By night...

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I left because my body broke, And weighed with grief, my spirit spoke. I told you oft, I made things clear, Yet pressure came—not care, but fear. No shame I bear for what I owe, I acted true, as you well know. The key I left, the money too— What’s lost beyond, I never knew. I paused before I took my leave, Awaiting peace...

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Laying down wondering where did you go after visiting my dreams from time to time? A regular guest you became, Now I see you less and less leaving my memories in such an emotional distraught, as you left a feeling I thought I would never have, a desire unknown, a burning sensation leaving me trembling whenever I fall asleep dreaming hoping to see you but terrified to awake in our...

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