Category: Poems

I’ve traced the weight of words unsaid, the ones that cut, the ones that stayed. I know the ways I did you wrong, and I know the ways I felt betrayed. But here we stand, not lost, not whole, with space to mend, or space to drift. You’ll try, I’ll…

The give, the take—never quite even, a weight I carried just the same. I filled the space, I closed the distance, held the thread that only I maintained. But now the words have had their say, no need to pull, to bend, to keep. What once was mine to hold…

Some doors close without a sound, not locked, not slammed, just left behind. No weight to hold, no thread to pull, just space that time has underlined. Not every path was meant to weave, some simply loosen, some unwind. No need for words, no need for blame, just quieter steps…

I mistook the wind for a turning tide, thought the steps had led somewhere new. But paths don’t change just by moving forward, and neither, it seems, did you. Not less, not more—just not the same, a shape familiar, yet undone. I held the thought of who you’d be, but…

I’m grateful for the times you were there, For moments of kindness, for showing you cared. You helped when I faltered, gave what you could, And I held those gestures as anyone would. I’ve tried to be there, to listen, to stay, Through laughter, advice, or the end of the…

She turned the soil with steady hands,Poured water deep into the sands.The sun she summoned, the roots she fed,Yet love was absent; the garden bled. Her tools were sharp, her grip was firm,But care was cold, and hearts don’t learn.She mapped the rows, she marked the yield,But warmth won’t grow…

I love you in echoes, where space holds sway,Not for the shadows you cast my way.Your world gleams brightly, yet feels askew,Where once there was substance, now only the new. Each step you take rings hollow yet bold,Not tempered by time but dressed in gold.The shine in your hand seems…

You drape yourself in borrowed huesA shine the world is meant to seeBeneath the gleam, the truth grows faintA shadow where the gold begins The life you live, it looks so brightBut all that glitters comes with costAnd though you claim the crown you wearI see the weight of what…