Poetryoftheday Stories

This isn't just a collection of poems- it's pieces of me I never had the courage to say out loud. Words I swallowed. Feelings I buried. It's for the times I felt too much and said nothing, for the versions of me no one ever stayed long enough to understand. Maybe I wasn't supposed to be found... but these poems? They found a way to survive.

A poem about self worth

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stories that touched my heart. Here you will find collection of different poetry and memories of my thinking. Disclaimer: I don't own the Photos used Both thoughtsinthecloset and Samantha_alpana is run by me

Here is another short poetry it's about self love. It's something that we all need to do we all need to love ourselves more than anyone and anything else.

We all run. From memories, from people, from our own reflection. But what happens when the very thing you've been avoiding... shows up at your doorstep, silent and still? This piece is a soft, haunting reminder that sooner or later-what we avoid, finds us. And maybe it doesn't come to break us. Maybe it just wants to be heard. A poetic reflection on fear, truth, and the moment you stop running.

The type of love we all come across atleast once in our lifetime , maybe in different phase for each and every individual. Note that this purely based on my imagination and doesn't include any true events.

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just poems I've been writing over the years

Someone feeling unfulfilled in life, losing themselves, and wrestling with the demon they are ashamed of making, trying to find happiness.

"Sometimes, I wonder if they cry too, watching us fight through this world without them. A poem for every heart that carries a silent grief beneath the rain."🌙

Poems about what I lost...and what He restored and redeemed "For the Lord's anger is but for a moment. His favor is for life; Weeping may endure for a night, But joy comes in the morning." ~Psalms 30:5 "Be glad then, you children of Zion, And rejoice in the Lord your God; For He has given you the former rain faithfully, And He will cause the rain to come down for you- The former rain, And the latter rain in the first month. The threshing floors shall be full of wheat, And the vats shall overflow with new wine and oil. "So I will restore to you the years that the swarming locust has eaten, The crawling locust, The consuming locust, And the chewing locust, My great army which I sent among you. You shall eat in plenty and be satisfied, And praise the name of the Lord your God, Who has dealt wondrously with you; And My people shall never be put to shame." ~Joel 2:23‭-‬26

Skin. Bodies. Perfections. Imperfections. Typical beauty. Atypical beauty. Raw. Real. Bare.

Some words don't just pass by - they stay, they breathe, they live with us. This poem is for every time you've read something that quietly tucked itself into your heart. For every folded page that holds more than ink - it holds a feeling, a memory, a silent pause we didn't want to lose. Because some pages aren't just read, they're felt. 💛

Here is a book portraying what is it to love in the form of poems, how is to love and what is love, filled with hope. It is a book teaching, in a world full of hatred even when one heart loves it teaches ten hearts to love. Hope you like it😊.

Not all love stories are told in grand gestures- some are tucked gently between the pages of a book. This poem is a soft, heartfelt tribute to the quiet kind of love-the kind that chooses a book for you, writes a little note on the first page, and hopes you'll smile when you read it. It's about finding someone in words, gifting them a universe, and saying "I saw you in this." For the ones who love gently, with thought, care, and page corners folded in meaning-this one's for you.

i lost my way and need a home to stay in. a poetry collection ©2025, ND

On one side, it's just a moment... on the other, it's everything.