Poem on Loneliness: Lonely Heart's Echo and the Longing for Return

Lonely Heart's Echo

For your soft voice, a comforting sound, to make my weary spirit unbound.
A beacon bright, across the night, to fill my lonely world with light.

Cold Nights, Wandering Memories

I am lonely, 

My heartache for your attention. 

The nights grow colder without you by my side,

 The memories wander on thin, lonely thoughts. 

Wondering when will you return to me.

Each passing hour, an empty space,

 A silent room, a lingering trace

 Of laughter shared, a gentle touch,

 Moments I miss, oh, far too much. 

The world outside moves on its way, 

But in my solitude, I silently pray.

A Longing for Your Return

For your soft voice, a comforting sound, 

To make my weary spirit unbound. 

Though distance stretches, vast and wide, 

A fragile hope remains deep inside. 

For your return, a beacon bright, 

To fill my lonely world with light.

Poem on Rejection: The Hurt from Your Rejection and Fragile Hope Shattered

 

The Hurt from Your Rejection: The Weight of Being Unchosen

🩹 A Shattered Heart

What a shame to let go of a paradise this beautiful. If you could step into any painting, where would you go? 🖼️💫

A Fragile Hope Shattered

A fragile hope, a whispered plea, 

I laid my heart, exposed, to see if kinship’s spark,

 or tender grace, might find a home within your space.

 But in the pause, the glance, the word, 

a different, chilling truth occurred.

It wasn't malice, harsh and stark, 

no burning flame, no hateful mark.

The Chilling Truth of Gentle Distance

Just gentle distance, quiet, firm, a lesson learned,

 a sudden germ of understanding, cold and clear, 

that settled deeply, rooted here.

The air grew thin, the light withdrew, 

as what I dreamt became untrue.

 A silence echoed, vast and wide, 

where once my brightest feelings vied for recognition, 

warm and bright, now fading in the gathering night.

Dreams Untrue, A Rooted Understanding

It’s not the 'no' that cuts so deep, but all the futures I would keep,

The phantom smiles, the paths Untroden, 

The whispered dreams, submitted to God, 

That vanish, like the morning mist, by your gentle, firm, unloving tryst.

A hollow ache, a subtle sting, 

the broken chord of what might sing. 

The hurt from your rejections' hand,

 not violent, but a shifting sand, 

where aspirations built so high, 

just crumble underneath the sky.

Intense Romance: Lost Without You💔

 

The Ache of Unreachable Love

Even when someone is unavailable, the heart finds ways to long. Each sunrise brings the same old ache, a story of what cannot be, yet still, the yearning tries to scale it all. 💔

Trapped in Longing, Denying Reality

Longing for someone that is not available

Can be unpredictable knowing you can't have them 

Is unbearable but yet your soul, body & mind 

Don't want to accept the reality of life.

A Phantom Flame, A Story Untold

A phantom touch, a whispered name, Ignites 

A bittersweet and hidden flame. 

The truth's a wall, both stark and tall, 

Yet still, my yearning tries to scale it all.

Each sunrise brings the same old ache, 

For dreams of "us" I cannot shake. 

In waking hours, and in sleep's deep hold, 

A story of what cannot be, is told.

Trapped in a world of longing, where
reality and desire collide.

 

Mental Health: Recognizing When You're Drained and Devalued

You've consumed all my energy, draining and devaluing the person I am. Forced to walk on eggshells, a love unvoiced, a burden I must bear. This is 'The Cost of Unacknowledged Feelings' – a hollow ache, whispering your name. 🌑

Consumed and Devalued

Plastered as 'needy' while my heart simply craves an honest touch. The cruel game of unadmitted feelings leaves me consumed and broken, overshadowed by a lingering shadow. This endless dance drains my soul. 

Drained, Devalued, Yet Still Yearning for the Truth

You have consumed all my energy

You have drained and devalued the person

That I am 

You have plastered me about my neediness

But yet you are so reluctant to admit

Your feelings to ward me. 

The Cost of Unacknowledged Feelings, A Lingering Shadow

I walk on eggshells, fearing to intrude, 

My very presence misunderstood. 

Each silent glance, a question in the air, 

A love unvoiced, a burden I must bear.

You paint me desperate, clingy, and too much, 

While my heart simply craves your honest touch.

 This endless dance, a cruel and painful game, 

Leaving me hollow, whispering your name.