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"Echoes in Reticence" delves into the inner dilemma of holding back emotions and unspoken words. It vividly captures the profound ache of wanting to express feelings but fretting they might burden others. As thoughts and words remain trapped in the deep recesses of the mind, they become echoes-yearning to be freed but confined in silence. A soulful exploration of the burden of unexpressed truths.

My love, Not yet seen but already recognized, Not yet held but already felt deep within... I am writing to you from an inner place where silence speaks loudly, where the wind and the sea hold ancient secrets, where a hidden bush on a distant beach revealed your presence to me. I know you exist. I haven't imagined you. I have recognized you in spirit. My heart lit up like when you hear a familiar voice you've never heard before. Your presence invaded me without words, like a promise that doesn't come from man but from God. You are not a dream. You are the concrete manifestation of a promised grace. You are flesh and light, soul and reality. You won't just be in my mind, you won't just be in a poem: you will be in my hands, in my days, on my path. I have waited, sometimes with anxiety, other times with resignation, but now I feel I must act: not to forcefully seek you, but to prepare the ground where you can walk toward me. With God as the gardener. I welcome you today-even though we have not yet met. I choose you, in freedom. I bless you, wherever you may be. And I entrust to God our time, our fragilities, the distance that separates us. Come, if you too hear this voice. I will be there. With an open heart, with empty hands, but with love ready to become a home. And even if we don't see each other today, I will not stop living as if you existed. Because true love doesn't need proof to start building. It only needs faith and truth. Until we meet, at the perfect hour. In the name of Love that does not disappoint. Yours, in promise and in reality Francesco

Poems I prayed in faith, cried and wrote in heartache, long before I ever met my wife, the Lord graciously gave to me in answer to thos poetic prayers and meditations

𝑎 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑢𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠- 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟, 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟, 𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑦. 𝑗𝑜𝑦 -𝑜𝑟 𝑝𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑖𝑡𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓? poetry

Self care

heartfelt expression of emotional pain and self-discovery. It portrays the aftermath of a toxic relationship, using the imagery of dead, wilted roses to symbolize a love that has withered and is beyond repair. The narrator reflects on how they gave everything to the relationship, only to be left broken, betrayed, and emotionally drained. Despite their efforts to "fix" things, they realize they can no longer save the other person, and ultimately, they must let go of a relationship that has left them feeling invisible and worthless.

She told me how the skies called to her, how the birds wanted to teach her to glide She told me how, when the waves crashed and the tide pooled around her legs, she could feel them tugging too She told me how, when the sun set, and the night settled in All she desired was to disappear under a black blanket of darkness She told me how she could hear wolves howl in the moonlight, crying for her to 'come home' She told me how the burning stars taught her how to shine in pitch black and How, sometimes, her own shadow seemed to move towards another world, too Suddenly, one day, she disappeared with the waves And when the tide washed her footprint too I thought to myself that possibly she was right all along, and maybe just maybe, she wasn't meant to be here with humans at all I felt the sun shine a little brighter, and the stars smile in the night And as the birds flew to their nest, I heard a howl in the moonlight Maybe she is finally 'home' But then, soon after, what I noticed shocked me to my very core I felt the sky whisper to me And when the birds flew to their nests, I felt like following them too How the ocean sings to me a lullaby, and I stand at the shore, calm, and when the sun painted the sky orange, I felt the need to fade away too Finally, I knew I was just like her when my own shadow didn't follow me 'home'

"Maybe eventually was here all along." A raw, reflective journey through heartbreak, self-awareness, and healing. Inspired by the lyrics of Calvin Harris' "Sweet Nothing" and Tame Impala's "Eventually" and "Breathe Deeper," this poem unravels the pain of giving yourself away without ever truly offering anything to yourself in return. This is a reflection on survival. The quiet moments that felt like strength. The ways we try to fill our cracks with love we never thought we deserved. It's about learning how to breathe again. About rebuilding from the inside out. And maybe, just maybe, realizing we were always becoming who we were meant to be.

In this poignant poem, Tlhogi InkWords delves into the tumultuous emotions of separation and the journey to self-healing. Through vivid imagery and introspective reflections, the poet captures the pain of a broken bond and the resilience found in letting go. As night brings silence, thoughts rebel, and inner wars rage, the heart ultimately finds solace and closure, transforming anguish into a journey of peace.

Because even the wildest hearts fall to their knees when the light fades. Set against the silence of open skies and the ache of everything left unsaid, Even Cowboys Cry at Dusk is a collection of poems about the kind of love that lingers, long after the dust settles. These pieces speak of men who run from what they feel, women who burn too bright to stay, and the ghosts that follow when pride lasts longer than tenderness. It's the quiet heartbreak of wide horizons and empty beds, of longing that hums like a train in the distance. Told in the language of wind, whiskey, and unspoken truth, this book captures the raw, cinematic ache of being human, the way we love, lose, and carry what never really lets go. For the ones who loved too hard. Left too late. And still feel it when the sun goes down.

Some nights leave us shattered, others teach us how to rise. The Night I Became Whole is a journey through the quiet moments of self-discovery and healing. Each poem in this collection captures the gentle strength that comes from embracing your scars, finding peace in silence, and learning to love yourself fully.

"Some days, it feels like the world moves on without you. You carry memories, pain, and grief that no one else can see. You talk to yourself in the quiet, to the walls, to the night, trying to make sense of it all. You've lost people, places, and pieces of yourself along the way, and sometimes it feels like there's no one to notice or understand. But even when your mind is hazy and your heart heavy, there's a spark inside that refuses to die - a flicker of strength that keeps you moving forward. This poem is for anyone who has felt alone in their own head, who has screamed into the void, who has survived another day when it felt impossible. You are not invisible. You are not forgotten. You are still here, still fighting, and that matters more than anyone can tell you. Even in the storm, even in the haze, you are enough. And some days, surviving is the bravest thing you can do."

To My Inner-Friend is a powerful exploration of self-acceptance and emotional growth. It captures the journey of embracing vulnerability-once seen as a source of pain and weakness-into something meaningful, even essential. Through a reflective and deeply personal voice, you've transformed "cry" from an adversary into a teacher, a companion, and ultimately a force of harmony. The simplicity of the language makes it accessible, yet the emotions run deep. The gradual transition from rejection to acceptance mirrors the evolution of understanding oneself. The closing lines, where emotions move in unity like a family, reinforce the idea that true strength lies in embracing all aspects of our emotional selves.

Situationship heartbroken poem.

Sometimes we smile on the outside but feel broken on the inside. This poem is for anyone who's ever felt lost, hurt, or like a piece of them is missing. You're not alone.

In the garden of silence, you bloomed like a secret the heart was always meant to find.

"Between the Lines" is a collection of poems that dances between the quiet spaces of the heart, where words often fall short and emotions linger in the shadows. Each verse is a breath, a pause, a reflection of the moments that shape us but go unsaid. From the depths of heartache to the sparks of self-discovery, these poems capture the delicate power of unspoken truths. They are fragments of thought, woven together in vulnerability and strength, inviting you to explore the spaces where meaning resides, not in what is spoken, but in what is felt.

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

A journey through loneliness, longing, and the search for love. Trapped Between Shadows explores the pain of a heart seeking joy that always seems just out of reach