*Here are some songs
that my heart sang.*
Broken, battered, but beautiful, I hope you get to see this book as I do. For it whispers secrets that were never said, and carries a bittersweet taste.
And a promise, of everlasting hope.
Lets trace these p...
P. S. This poetry speaks of the moment when new emotion stir inside hearts, And secrets are born. But they must be kept hidden. Though the world seem to spin, out of focus.
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I thought I knew where I was headed. But nothing makes much sense now. I can barely breathe; least think.
Every time I close my eyes, So many memories flash through. Intense eyes, silent stares. Casual words falling out of lips.
Silence spoken. Stilness felt. In a passing second, as my lips breath, The universe stirs.
All this, It leaves me confused. Mind spinning, heart beating.
And simple smiles, Rest on my lips.
For quite so long, I've been tracing poetry, With my fingertips.
I seemed to have learned, Taste, beauty and the very art, Behind written poetry, with such sweet words.
And they were once familiar. Every emotion inside, I could grasp and paint.
But now their meaning, Slips through my clenched hands.
Oh, what is this emotion inside? I feel like I can not hide; It makes my heart beat fast and loud.
Perhaps someone will hear it's song.
So hush, dear heart. Please be quiet.
I can not let anyone listen, This new song you have learned to sing.
It is a secret, For mine to love. And you to hold.
