Secrets Poems - Poems about Secrets

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Under the moonlight, when shadows whisper the secrets of ancient spirits, A thread of light dances in the darkness, guiding lost steps, In the depths of silence, where dreams merge with memories, A river of thoughts flows, carrying echoes of time and desires. A solitary traveler through the vast cosmos, lost in the sea of stars, I seek a hidden...

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In the silence between the stars, when the universe whispers forgotten secrets, I would write words of fire, like an incantation from ancient times, Words that dance in spirals of light and darkness, Metaphors that embrace mystery and awaken the sleeping soul. But in my cosmic solitude, I am just a seeker, A soul wandering through constellations of silent thoughts...

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In the depths of silence, where shadows whisper their unknown secrets, I want to be the one who breaks the walls of your silence with the voice of love, The one who lets the rivers of your words flow, free and unrestrained. And if some words refuse to flow through the cracked walls, I want to be the one...

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Written: July 17, 2025, for contest sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann Quote: "Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words," By Poet ********* It glides—not gently, but akin to a scrupulous scalpel, a syllabic salve for rusted throats and trapped...

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I blame it for the pain As i try and understand its secrets As it’s forms and folds wraps itself around me Its supposed to protect the me from the world But I cannot make sense of the curved markings painted across it im supposed to take care of it keep it smooth perfect for the picture but i am...

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Under the somber cloak of twilight, where shadows whisper secrets of the unknown, I wander through the corridors of thoughts, my mind a vast ocean, uncharted by memories and dreams, Reflecting on the enigmatic dance between body and nature, Where mysteries lie hidden in our veins and blood, in the pulse of our being. I ponder going to the...

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Dig...black soil,stone. earth worms wiggle, decayed bones Dig... scatter seeds there, sprouting, searching sun and air Dig ...to hide our dead, six feet under, body bed Dig...shovel and spade, flowers grow from planted pain Dig...out of this hole, skin so pale and Icy cold Dig...deep down inside, reveal secrets graveyards hide...

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The magician wore my mother’s perfume and conjured family from thin air— a brother renamed uncle, a wife recast as mother, a daughter vanishing behind a tale of bees. Each sleight of hand was tender— a hush, a smile, a bowl of soup cooling on the Formica while the truth was sawed in half and tucked beneath the linoleum. No one told me why my “uncle”...

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You stood there unsteadily at my bedroom door, holding your glass eye in your palsied hand and asked me if I’d ever seen one before. Can’t say that I have, Aunt Mary. You held it like an offering, moonlit and lidless, as if it might see me better than you could that night— or remember what time had stolen. They said you once owned a bordello in...

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In a gentle slumber, where the moon takes flight, I lay my dreams next to her this tender night June whispers secrets, in a voice so sweet, A symphony of stars, a lullaby complete Underneath her breath, a hush so deep, Where shadows dance with every leaf Her eyes, like tangerines, aglow with light, Seeking answers in the endless night She wanders through...

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If the walls could speak I wonder if they would spill all the hidden secrets Would the foundation crumble under the weight of letting it all go Would it cry for all the children Who were victims of lost innocence Would it tell all the stories Of each family throughout history Of the little black girl Who felt alone...

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Where do all the apologies go The ones unheard, unspoken of Do they haunt the houses they can't move on from Do they move through the walls Waiting for the calls Of the broken ones Or do they accept they are forever trapped behind these doors Waiting to be revealed Waiting to be accepted Wanting to restore A love that had been...

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Convinced I am I'll never be me again The one who created the pain The one who had so much to gain But lost out in the end To a race against time A figment of me Just a pigment of hope Lie down at night No sleep to make up I wander about Through today's events I worry about tomorrows as well There is no real...

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Sit with me If you dare to partake Delicacies suited for a king Uncomposed melodies that compel the heart to sing Rays of the sun wrestled from the sky Secrets of wise men upon whom I dared to spy The moist anticipation purchased from dreamers with bated breath Renewed energy reclaimed after a moment of rest The sweetness of honey gifted by the bees The gentle power of the forest as trees...

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