Poetryofthesoul Stories

"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.

Poems on those created in the Image of God (Acts 17:24-30)

Radiate Through the Dark This piece is a soulful confession and a beacon for those wandering through the labyrinth of their own shadows. It is born from years of silent battles and deep wounds - scars etched in the soul from a childhood steeped in pain and solitude. Yet, amidst the darkness, there is a relentless pulse of light that refuses to be extinguished. This song channels that inner fire, that quiet rebellion of the spirit against despair and toxicity. It speaks to the sacred journey of awakening, where suffering becomes the crucible of transformation, and every broken piece of us shines with newfound wisdom. It is an invitation to hold onto hope, to embrace the raw truth of our existence, and to radiate with courage and authenticity - lighting a path not only for ourselves but for all those lost in the dark.

My inner thoughts spoken poetry

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

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'

"It's been a while... yet, my heart still calls for you. A story of love that never happened, yet somehow feels eternal."

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.

Between the Lines is a collection of poems where I dive into the moments that aren't always spoken, the feelings that are tucked away just out of reach. It's about the things I've felt but couldn't say, the silent spaces that hold more meaning than the words themselves. These poems are my heart laid bare, capturing the truths I've found in the quiet places between the lines.

This poem is about how emotions can be Overwhelming and hard to control. I compared the emotions to traffic lights stuck on yellow, unsure what to do. It feel like you're drowning in your feelings and trying to manage them, like trying to hold water. The poem explores how emotions can be Unpredictable, Overwhelming,Hard to control and most of all Always changing. The poem is about learning to navigate oneself emotions and feel something real. It's a relatable and honest portrayal of emotional struggles.

A soul-stirring poem praising the majesty, mercy, and power of Allah, the Creator of all. This piece blends awe of nature with deep spiritual reflection, reminding us of His constant presence and boundless mercy. Each verse magnifies the signs of His greatness found in the skies, the earth, and the human soul.

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

A raw poetic journey through self-blame, betrayal, and isolation. This piece dives deep into the soul's silent suffering and the longing for release from emotional captivity.

Situationship heartbroken poem.

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.

collection of peoms a girl writing peoms to her father, he will never receive !Trigger Warning ! ! Selfharm ! Suicide

Alive, As Me is a powerful reflection of self-love, resilience, and unwavering kindness. In a world that often tries to reshape us, this poem celebrates the strength of staying true to oneself. Through poetic verses, the narrator embraces solitude, forgives cruelty, and continues to live for others-not out of weakness, but from an unshakable core of compassion. It's a raw, emotional journey of identity, strength, and the quiet heroism of being "you" in a world that asks for someone else.

In these poems, I meditate on the mysterious and Divine purpose to the existence of beautiful things. Created beauty...the painting...is but an echo and reflection of the Creator and Divine Artist "One thing I have desired of the Lord , That will I seek: That I may...behold the beauty of the Lord." ~Psalms 27:4 "Let Your work appear to Your servants, And Your glory to their children. And let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us..." ~Psalms 90:16‭-‬17

(Completed) A sacred collection of divine verse and eternal reflection. In the quiet expanse between Heaven and Earth, Angels offers a chorus of celestial voices-gentle, radiant, and eternal. Each poem is a prayer in motion, a whisper of the divine woven through the mortal heart. Here, light meets longing. Faith meets wonder. And the soul, ever reaching upward, finds comfort in the grace of unseen wings. These verses speak of purity and purpose, of divine mercy and the mystery of love beyond the veil. They echo the timeless harmony between spirit and sky-reminding us that even in silence, Heaven still sings. A book for the seeker, the dreamer, and the soul who listens for angels.

Scattered fragments of poetry of the soul, from haikus to rhyme. (#438 in poetry)