Heart. Poems - Poems about Heart.

tin cup music life’s story was etched on her face carved with pocket-knife memories rubbed in with grammar school erasers and colored like heavy wet fog on a stinson beach winter’s morning . smiles were kept tucked in her pocket until a coin rang out like handel’s messiah hitting the bottom of her tin cup a reminder of how far she had fallen in a life...

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Standing in someone's heart is important But if it does not exist I better stand on my own Each person's point of view is different If you don't want to suffer Don't compare yourself to others It's better to be alone That to be with someone else Compromising your relationship And not happy to live life as you want it to be....

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in our darkest night the stars shine bright with a warm embrace quietly our hearts race fond memories of days gone by assure us love is not meant to die posted on April 23, 2025...

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My girlfriend Barbara one day introduced me to the five languages of love. I was in a relationship dilemna at the time and was hopeful it would shed much needed light. I thought surely I could figure out which language I exhibited, but more importantly at the time I desperately wanted to identify which love language...

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in the wasteland of broken hearts shattered mirrors line gardens disheveled and neglected where sunrays seldom enter left to their own devices they piece together a false reality that’s fraught with sadness tangled with despair and cursed with loneliness yet somehow always manage ~ to carry on AP: 1st place 2025 Submitted on April 23, 2025 to contest A WILDERNESS OF MIRRORS sponsored by CRAIG CORNISH...

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RAINING HEARTBEAT My supreme heartbeat. echoing sweet thunder, as its cloud, raindrops love:-...

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I draw the heart alone on a wall, I draw the heart on the night. Wanted to draw my heart on a heart, but it always kept itself out of sight, never appeared like the endless common tales under the sun, rain or the moonlight. (23.04.2025)  ...

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2024.4.24 One year ago, today, at 13:28:00, You installed some Conversation Apps XMPP. A single word "Hi" was sent to my device. Then at 14:28:00, exactly one hour later, I received: "Hi. I am sending you a message". Since then, we continued on messaging one another. Despite we were in the same area, Sitting only 1.5m away from each other. There...

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It made me so sad when you told me that you cut your wrists. And it was made so much worse when you rolled your sleeves down and showed me both of them. "Sorry to change the subject, but I have to ask: what do you want to be when you grow up?" "Once I’m out of this place," you gesticulate around the hollow halls of the hospital. "Once I’m out...

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I wear a smiley face, the sad world to cheer, With a red smile painted across my face from ear to ear. My shoes are monstrous, my laugh billows, raucous out loud. I'm the jester dancing in your face to please the crowd. But deep within this masked disguise of paint, Something inside has died, that's neither funny, silly nor...

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Poem: Nothing is permanent — not even the day, Not youth, not time, that slips away. The spirit dims, the fire can fade, Even the brightest light can shade. Good times end, and bad ones, too, What seems so certain won't stay true. Status falls, and pride may bend, Dignity meets a timely end. Loss and gain both come and go, Like tides that shift,...

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she wished to know so taking her permission I peeped deep into her womb to have a conversation with a foetus therein what I saw with my soul’s eye was God’s spark as light in the innermost cave glowing as all heart we spoke for a while in as our souls entwined mirroring the one light of God in all sheathed in the foetus’s heart as source...

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Sometimes there’re no words To describe amethyst angst Discard broken heart...

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I saw myself upon a lonely road— Night fell, and cold winds stirred. Like a soldier taking the night watch, I wandered the wild in silence. Fair enough, they say: “You must be a man.” But what of it? Do not heroes fall sometimes? Even lions miss their prey. Yet I am heavy-laden By the thoughts that live in my head. Two voices speak to...

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Illuminated in blissful triumph divine harmony inspires a dream... Soothing liberation paints it's way to glorious rythmin in a loving scene Exalted upon a divine mountaint Euphoria in showering beams A light of hope resonates translucent In a pleadge of sacrifice at once redeemed For sacred seeds of earth reveal A wistful promise as the sun reveals Another day of radiant light Lost...

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