Tag: Emotional Poetry
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When It Rains, I Remember That Evening
Now, when the rain hums against my window, the scent of wet soil turns into your voice. We sit again beneath that distant sky — together, yet alone — holding the memory of what time slipped away with…#RainPoetry #FreeVerse #Nostalgia #LostLove #MonsoonMagic #EnglishPoetry #SoulfulLines #MemoryAndRain #PoeticWhispers #EmotiveWriting
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The Place That Knows My Name
There is a place I return to without moving, a shoreline of memory where waves are made of voices and unfinished prayers. It is not on any map, yet it waits beneath my breathing, a quiet country of light and salt that keeps remembering me. #Poetry #FreeVerse #SpokenWord #EmotionalPoetry #FavoritePlace #InnerJourney #Nostalgia #TravelPoetry #Memory #ModernPoetry
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When Feelings Learn to Breathe Quietly
A deeply introspective free-verse poem about love, loss, and the quiet endurance of emotions that never truly leave us. It explores how feelings evolve — from raw ache to gentle rhythm — finding peace not in forgetting, but in remembering without pain. #FreeVersePoetry #EmotiveWriting #QuietHealing #UnspokenLove #PoetryOfTheSoul #InnerPeace #EmotionalJourney #HealingThroughWords #ResilientHeart #TimelessFeelings #Poetry #Feelings
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The Hardest Goodbye: Lessons from Losing What Stayed Within #BlogchatterHalfMarathon @Blogchatter
A quiet meditation on parting, this free verse poem explores how the hardest goodbye isn’t always to a person—but to the version of ourselves that existed beside them. As grief softens into understanding, the poem unfolds as a journey from silence to self-acceptance, revealing how love, even in farewell, continues to teach us how to…
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If I Could Relive One Ordinary Day #BlogchatterHalfMarathon @Blogchatter
Some days don’t sparkle, they simply breathe— a morning without alarms, tea steaming in slow companionship, a city waking in the distance, and silence filling the spaces between minutes. If I could relive one ordinary day, it would be the one that never tried to be special— the one that simply was. #FreeVerse #PoetryOfLife #OrdinaryMoments…
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The Quiet Awakening of Color #BlogchatterHalfMarathon @Blogchatter
They always told me, paint what you feel. But no one warned me that feelings grow lungs when you pour too much of your soul into pigment. For years, I have stood before white silence — the spotless canvas breathing softly, like a secret waiting for confession. #FreeVersePoetry #SurrealistPoetry #ArtAndSoul #PaintersJourney #CreativeWriting #ExistentialPoetry #ArtisticExpression #PoetryLovers…
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Echoes of My 90s Band: My Favourite Band of the 90s #BlogchatterHalfMarathon @Blogchatter
In the quiet hum of rewound cassettes and static-laced radios, I found my refuge—a band whose chords became the heartbeat of my youth. Their songs were not just melodies; they were mirrors reflecting who I was becoming. Even now, their echo lingers, soft but persistent, reminding me that time fades—but music remembers. #90sVibes #MusicMemories #FreeVersePoetry…
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The Weight of Letting Go
Sometimes, letting go hurts— but that ache is the echo of love’s truth. It means my heart dared to care, to bloom even in impossible soil. Not all things are meant to stay— some arrive only to awaken me, to remind me that even endings are just beginnings disguised as pain. And when I finally…
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Fleeting Pages: A Book I Have Read The Fastest #BlogchatterHalfMarathon @Blogchatter
The moment I lifted you—pages thick with whispers, hands trembling with hunger—I knew, though my mind slowed, my heart raced along a different clock. No hands, no ticking. Only the pulse of a story, urgent as breath, calling me inside. #FreeVersePoetry #BookLovers #ReadingJourney #PoetryOfEmotion #RapidReading #LiteraryConnection #EmotionalPoetry #ProtagonistVoices #StorytellingMagic #PoetryCommunity
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When I Changed My Mind About Strength
We grow up believing that strength means silence, achievement means exhaustion, and healing means forgetting. But there comes a moment when life whispers otherwise—when you realize that softness can be power, forgiveness can be freedom, and changing your mind is the bravest act of all. This introspective free verse explores the tender evolution of belief,…
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