Secrets Poems - Poems about Secrets

removing the transparent veil countless truths secrets revealed from you!...

Continue reading...

a key sways gently—secrets linger beyond the lock silhouettes dance silently—truth hides between their steps ...

Continue reading...

Secrets, they linger inside of you like a burning ball of fire that you want to unleash into the world. Secrets, they sit as words hiding in your journal that only you read and hide from all those around you secrets, they feel like weights that pull you down to the ground and those secrets sometimes all...

Continue reading...

Silently, stealthily, slowly He strolled with great care So as to avoid the floorboard That would squeak And seal his fate Smiling, sweating, successful He slid past the enemy That could terminate The solace he sought And savored Sulking, seething, sitting He swallowed day old soup And dreamt of caviar That could soothe his craving And his sanity Softly, safely, soberly He slipped into serenity Without a struggle Into the shelter of...

Continue reading...

As the tide retreats, the shore unveils a tapestry of deep garnet and crushed ruby sand, spread before a mosaic of polished rocks. Towering above, the jagged cliffs rise steeply, their weathered faces carved by relentless waves. Ancient glyphs emerge, whispering timeless secrets to the ever-listening ocean below. ...

Continue reading...

I taste the beating of your heart As truth drizzles onto my soul Daring me to challenge this equation That turns two pieces into one whole I embrace a broken mirror As I am claimed by torment beyond measure Calling me to face the rigors of this legacy But instead I run toward pathways of twisted pleasures I am adrift on a raft...

Continue reading...

Am I my brother’s keeper? Well…in a way I keep your secrets in a chamber of my heart I keep your confidences hidden behind the lids of my eyes I keep your skeletons locked in the cupboard of my mind I keep your insecurities safe in a bag of many tears you’ve cried I keep your hopes in a jar with...

Continue reading...

MIRZA GHALIB ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS Urdu poems about speech and to speak, the spoken word, thoughts, roses, life, secrets, joy, pain, vows, critics, the heart. Hearing my speech, accomplished critics enjoined me to accessibility, but my thoughts are complex and if I don’t speak, I’m even harder to understand! —Mirza Ghalib, loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch The rose bestows her glory, true, but...

Continue reading...

Dear Music You search for me And stretch my soul To explore mountain summits never imagined You touch my wounds And navigate the pain To discover a sacred space of peace and healing You kiss my fears And nudge my secrets To chase formidable currents down a noble river You collect my bliss And scatter my joy To soar exposed without a need for concealment Dear Music You search...

Continue reading...

The river of life flows freely, whispering ancient secrets under the starry sky, the waves sing with joy, crashing against the shores with the longing for a new beginning, the light of youth shines like a beacon in the deep night, guiding lost steps on the paths of unseen connections, under golden skies, clouds dance in slow and wide...

Continue reading...

A woman's heart is like an ocean of secrets It is full of love Full of faith In her deepth So many breath So many breaks of life So many takes of life A lot of dreams A lot of love A lot of kindness A lot of willness There are so many issues So many raise But Still A woman's heart never loose courage..........

Continue reading...

On a quiet moment, as the sea touched the shore with gentle colors of hope, promises intent to offer the sun who seeks to end heart’s grief on a silent thought, as the scent of pine and moss covered the edges of a dancing forest where trees would embrace the soul with grace on a mist from the mountain’s high, reflecting...

Continue reading...

I’ve understood the secrets of your life, I’m no longer your former source of strife. I won’t take a place on your cherished throne, My sorrow won’t leave your doorstep alone. The century looks back at me with disdain, What’s happened to humanity’s domain? Deep in my heart, my feelings remain, My secrets are still unshared, like a chain. I have many truths...

Continue reading...

Westminster Abbey if only it could speak ah... the stories posted on March 8, 2025...

Continue reading...

Tonight, there's a secret I planned, Fly me once more to fairyland, In our quiet bed and in dreams, As you have done through moans and screams. Take me there and let me lie bare, Till my eyes have wept their last tear, So my love may restore lost beams, As you have done through moans and screams. Let your touch send me...

Continue reading...