Romantic love unexpressed,
A silent strife,
Held close throughout
A guarded life,
It holds a beauty,
Soft,and deep,
A special charm,
Secrets keep.
What melts my heart?
when he warms my cold hands during winter
when my love , engulfs me in his warmth
when I get carried in his arms like a favorite toy
like a child carrying his favorite candy
the place where I act like a spoiled brat yet
won't get judged ,yes I am loved like that..
What's Joy?
being able to be a part of his happy life
everyday together we rise and shine
when situations become tough we both whine
spending with you has become joyful and cheerful
having you is what makes me feel grateful.
I want to write ...
A feeling from inside,
Putting out the emotion felt.
The pains endured,
The feelings of being alone keeps me inside,
The emotion of belonging elsewhere drives me outside,
One can think about many things at a moment,
While what matters most might not be thought about.
They always say there is always a light at the end of the tunnel,
Have i reached the end of my tunnel?
Or is it just my imagination?
This is the question I ask myself every morning.
Seeing the sunrise gives me the hope,
That one day I will rise.
Seeing the sunset gives me advice that
While you rise, you might fall back.
Seeing the moon out tells me
That everyone has their own time.
Is it your time yet?
Time will be the judge.
Beneath the cover of silence.
Indistinct words under layers of muffled emotion.
Her snuffed voice never heard.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 1st place 2025
Voluble, vocal
He didn’t agree
She remained non-committal
He thought, “It’s so dull.”
As he wanted everything
In black and white
Too suddenly
Too quickly
His watch words
Transparency and openness
No roundabouts, no guess
Scared to offend
She tried to mend
Willy-nilly toed the line
Bringing a sparkle
And a shine
To the relationship
Which now seemed
To take off
After the initial blip
Resulting in gushings
And outpourings
Too much
Too soon
Suspense killed
Mystery resolved
Thrill evaporated
Excitement got jaded
Relationship meandered
Before coming to a halt
He wondered
But could not pin the fault
Eventually asked
‘Who messed?’
She replied,
“Things would have been better
If unexpressed”
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