Heartbeats Poems - Poems about Heartbeats

At twenty weeks they saw the light— two daughters Esme Teresa and Elle Norma wombed in delight— before the room ...

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The void sings to me every night It's lullabies promise peace, freedom from plight I know it desperately, desperately tries To make me listen to it's lies I hear it sometimes, in the trees It whispers softly, in the breeze I see it sometimes, in my bedroom It shows me visions of my tomb It haunts my dreams in every...

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COPING HEALING SURVIVING MENTAL ILLNESS IN AMERICA IT DIDN'T START OFF THIS WAY GOD KNOWS I DIDN'T ASK FOR I WAS SUFFERING IN SILENCE MASKING DEPRESSIVE DISORDER MASKING PTSD TRIGGERS ANXIETY DISORDER PANIC DISORDER PANIC ATTACKS I WAS SO ASHAMED OF MY DIAGNOSIS SO I SUFFERED BEHING MAROON DRAPES WRITING POETRY KEEPING A JOURNAL BROKEN...

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We have been blessed with a beating heart but not with an infinite amount of heartbeats… Which means one day the beating of our heart will be done…. In the meantime may we be blessed… not to waste a one. ...

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The sun still rises, Savannas awaken with hoots, Life breathes, heart still beats....

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The sun swiftly sits on the creased sea line, stirring crooning clouds of romance. I sit in awe ~ mesmerized, for the millionth time, watching the sky sing your name, filling the salty air with high-pitched notes of nostalgia. For between the island of longing and mountains with willows of infatuation, amidst the many gusts and gales of seasonal...

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In a flourishing vineyard, I’m a vine bearing no fruit, forsaken in the soil of twisted roots, burnt and scarred in blistered blackness, as the cosmic seeds engulf my skin~ with fiery flames of thunder and scorching stones, awakening demons to draw darkness in drowsy strokes, above this field of fiendish flowers. Maybe this is the poem of a soul, singing chaos to collapsed clusters of leafless...

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On the road to her, soft whispers filled summer winds— heartbeats led the way....

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HEALING HEARTBREAKS In my moments of sorrow, tears fell like snow Gentle whispers of memories, I hold in my mind My heart was once shattered, but it's now mending with time Love remains, a flame that forever will shine. I remember echoes of laughter, joyful and free Moments we shared, wild and carefree In dreams, I see your smiling face A bittersweet reminder...

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In circuits of gold, our hearts still beat red, Screens flicker bright, yet souls seek to glow. We dance with data, but are we truly led? Through labyrinths of code, our stories are thread, Algorithms hum, but empathy must flow. In circuits of gold, our hearts still beat red. Keyboards connect, or leave us unfed, Touch-starved fingers swipe high and low. We dance...

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People, we are the pulsing heartbeats, Pumping life through this world's veins. Our words, the rhythmic thrums, Echoing through endless plains. Poems, they are the arteries of connection, Channelling thoughts from mind to mind. Conversations, the capillaries of communion, Weaving bonds that intertwine. Life, it's the ever-flowing river, Carving paths through rocky terrain. Concerns, the rapids that threaten to sever, Tossing us, testing our will...

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The eyes of my soul cried when we parted violins filled my heart with shades of black washing away musical tones we created they have vanished and will never come back The sad strings empty my heart's chalice to leave a pain-filled and cracked wormwood mind that spilled my heart's passion down an abyss to hear the saddest music I can...

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Peace and tranquility for two weeks, Life on pause, living a different dream, We had many lows and peaks, Our love was concentrated, a beam. Nights of pleasure and desire were shared, Heading back to our lives now, Some things fixed, others left unrepaired, Plans to be made, neither know how. Future unclear, but love grounded, Absolutely sure you're my ideal, Things to...

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Would it be too much If I told you I missed you? What if I said it While Lying in your shirt? Would your heart Be fluttering The same way mine has been? Like it has since The moment I knew I was going to get attached Where happiness Was my soft sighs Falling deeper into your...

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To Live and Breathe Creating …for some time again to rapidly wing into joy creating with words as heartbeats and lines each sketched for breath as these pens with their inks draw in a song of solace from creating with its humbling thrill given stroke by stroke to designs discovering thought arias poetic murals lit in symphonic chiaroscuro for embroidered...

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