Secret Poems - Poems about Secret

Within the thick rainforest’s living light, where leaves shimmer with soft emerald light, there lives a creature no one has seen, Luminara, the secret of the night. Its skin is like liquid moonlight, cool and smooth, tracing patterns only the night knows. Its wings unfold like glass petals, translucent, catching every glimmer of the forest’s glow. It moves without a sound, a flicker of...

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Every house holds secrets. Each secret cracks like old paint on the walls, revealing the fragility of our hidden truths. Years of concealed issues threaten our futures, regardless of how well they are kept. Unlike the enigmatic Mona Lisa, some secrets should never remain untold. Within every house, hearts have been broken, and each room stands...

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June 5 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Job 14-16 Key Verse – Job 15:8 Hast thou heard the secret of God? and dost thou restrain wisdom to thyself? FAITH IN GOD WHO REVEALS TO US HIS SECRET BY HIS WISDOM God reveals His secret to us by His wisdom for us to exalt Him...

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The serpent's hiss, a venomous dart, Is honest hate, a tear right to the heart. But you, you whisper honeyed lies so sweet, A camouflage, a cunning, cruel deceit. You smile so wide, a painted mask of care, While in your eyes, a chilling, vacant stare. You pat my back, you offer words of praise, And plant...

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“She knows everything about everyone. That's why her hair is so big. It's full of secrets.” ~ Quote from ‘Mean Girls’ (2004) Secrets in the locks of love she knew everything true, well, sort of, as true as any gossip could bring. Plastic rollers, as useless as her friends, curled from her lips in hateful sprout and spewed vile comments from her...

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A mother’s tears are liquid love A new life A son’s wife A daughter’s charm A broken arm A mother’s tears are liquid love A mother’s tears are liquid love A truth revealed A secret sealed A promise kept A covenant left A mother’s tears are liquid love...

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What a joke, to live in the foreign land Can’t go from here, and I can’t stay Still I can enjoy to a great extent Little wonders of this beautiful day Beneath the lilac trees in full bloom I sit near home on the bench, idly gazing At the sunlit lilacs, inhaling their perfume Oh the bittersweet note feels amazing How exciting...

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Secret Love You stay invisible, my person is harmful to you Oh, lady, nobody knows our hidden relationship I keep you in my shadow, soft love-blanket yours Love you. Your light kills my shadow, I am blind Blind, but I see, see and feel your heart, oh, love Your light meets with my dark light, double heart We are one. I hope...

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Boris Badenov wasn’t quite Gudenov ...

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In the hush of daydreams, I whisper your name, Not love, I won’t claim, just a crush, it’s the game. Yet in this soft heart, you’ve ignited a spark, No one else makes my world light up from the dark. You’ve got my heart racing, a rhythm so sweet, Each glance is a jolt, like a burst of heartbeat. Oh, how...

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She carries with her a secret one she’ll keep forever She once loved her children ‘till they used her as a lever against...

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Written: April 14, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Matt Caliri *********************** Inked impressions intricately  inscribed into the epidermis, and a story evolves. Splintered by the subtle stroke   From every exquisite edge,  echoes of experiences emerge. Across the colossal swath of humanity canvas A chronology of events,  Love and death entwined. Expungement—a sharp  razor cuts off...

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i never smoked pot apparently popular back in the sixties none admitted it now everyone tells me this my friends are potheads...

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There is a secret symphony in the whispers of the wind that caresses the earth, a profound mystery hidden in the dance of trees bowing their leaves, the ocean does not ask the moon why it pulls it with unseen force, but we, made of stardust and dreams, seek answers in the shadows of time. We ask the sky...

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The secret hint I was watching a TV program about Hercules Poirot the heroine in the plot had no **** and wore an evening dress with aplomb She had not sat on a carpet in the forest of spring where the animal of love roams is green as spring grass has a pink underbelly that looks like a purring cat...

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