Unshed Poems - Poems about Unshed

... Mystique mist Shrouds the penultimate pathway to the future fading Away in the obscurity haze. At the onyx edge of Night the tunes of sunset swansong sway th......

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...I hold my silence like a sword, In battles no one sees me fight. My tears are ghosts behind closed doors, They only visit in the night. A smile’s the armor that I wear, Each laugh rehearsed, e......

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...So, in so many ways past and present mesh, it's reminiscence of everything I have been through. I thought, I thought I had bid adieu. And then a poem from 2020. A soft laughter fill with tears......

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... Where there is heartache, the air hangs thick, a humidity of unshed tears. Silence isn't empty, it's a cavern echoing the hollowness carved out. The world outside continues, sun bleeds......

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...I was an ethereal shadow in the corridors, a whisper of denim and shy glances floating among them, Invisible in their noisy bustle, a ghost with a too-polite smile, always on the edge, Their notes ......

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... The quiet in the house is a different kind of quiet now. Not the hush of sleep, or the stillness before a game. It’s a heavy blanket, smothering the corners where her laughter used to bloom, w......

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...I am the child who sat too still, Afraid to speak, but aching to. I am the echo in an empty room, The softest “why” no one heard through. I am the hope that cracked, not broke, The laughter ca......

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... Skin, a map of histories untold, a spectrum painted, in stories old. But eyes, they narrow, judge, and then they claim, a difference forged, in prejudice's flame. Words, like stones, ......

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... The weight of silence, a heavy unseen stone, A heart that aches with words it cannot speak. A hollow echo where joy once was known, A shadowed path, the lonely and the weak. The tears unshed ......

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... Cracked edges, a sepia sigh, dust motes dancing in a sunbeam, illuminating faces, ghosts of laughter. A woman's smile, frozen mid-bloom, her dress, a whisper of a bygone style, the fabric'......

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...The world feeds on tragedy, with an insatiable hunger for misfortune, They demand confessions, not out of care, but to dissect and devour the soul, When I reveal my pain, their eyes become glassy w......

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...Identical to a water droplets in a leaf caused by rain, tears inside an eye also drops as sorrowness gain. As thing get added, clear precious blood flooded. Heaviness of unshed tears becomes unwi......

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... Her soul cracked, cheeks burned, eyes swollen with sorrow.  She saw her cheerful past walking by the corridor, head held high.  She once bloomed like spring’s lavender, fragile yet vibrant,  ......

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...As a man He wasn’t taught to Cry or show emotion So, he exchanged tears for ink in the pen to express what Was bottled up from within. A mask of steel, he wears with pride, As a man, he wa......

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...Is it wierd how my scars ache when I think of her (unbled blades, tap of streaming tears) Is it odd how I wish to kick, stab, bludgeon her (the dog hung within the gallows, mellow flesh hung low) I......

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