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Harshit Phulara Poem
The Speech In The Heart
In the frozen heart, a warm beat remains,
A lingering memory, a love that sustains.
Your disappearance left me lost and cold,
A life without hope, a future to unfold.
Trembling with grief, yet a spark within,
A flame that flickers, a love that always wins.
The words I couldn't speak, now flow like a stream,
A heartfelt message, a love that's pure and serene.
You are truly beautiful, inside and out,
A radiant soul, a heart that shines without a doubt.
Your words lifted me from the darkest night,
Guiding me forward, a beacon of light.
Your presence warmed my heart, a comfort so true,
A feeling I last experienced with my mother, anew.
Though I'm consumed by grief, I couldn't express,
The gratitude I feel, the love that I possess.
You supported me through trials and strife,
A constant presence, a love that's rife.
I promise to carry your memory in my heart,
To love and cherish you, never to depart.
In the silence, I whisper my vow,
To support and love you, wherever life may allow.
Though it's hard to let go, I'll hold on to the past,
And hope that someday, our love will forever last.
Copyright © Harshit Phulara | Year Posted 2025
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Harshit Phulara Poem
The Painful Memory of Love
The painful memory of love,
The treasures that I have kept in my heart.
Love is one of those.
Love is a beautiful yet painful feeling in the world.
It abandons those who trusted,
And devastates those who loved unconditionally.
It leaves scars that never heal,
And ashes that once were those who loved.
The two aspects of love I have known,
The one that brings ache within a hollowed space,
A longing that cannot find its place.
Going back in memory only gifts me
The tears of memories.
Wounds that were healing were now ruptured wide,
Pains, dark waters flooded, my heart inside.
It has drawn me to the ocean's depth,
The place where sunlight cannot reach down.
Darkness of water, devote my soul.
Whenever I close my eyes, I see her,
Words struck like leaves on autumn's breeze.
The silence became my friend,
Echoing through my mind.
Once-clear vision, now a haze of doubt,
Question marks over familiar faces.
Once-safe heaven, now a broken terrain.
From love's shattered remains, I rise anew,
With lessons learned.
I will temper my soul and my spirit display.
The embers of heartbreak, now fuel my fire,
And emerge, phoenix-like, in radiant light.
A chapter closed, a new story to claim.
Copyright © Harshit Phulara | Year Posted 2024
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