Jha - Hello Poetry

You told me once, “Do not give up on love... it will find you, the truest love.” But when I look into your eyes, I see it there you, the love I cannot have. If only you knew the mask I wear, how I’ve been breaking in silence, at my lowest, still hoping that it would be you who finds me in love.

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Aug 29, 2025

Aug 29, 2025 at 1:05 AM UTC

The truest love

You told me once, “Do not give up on love... it will find you, the truest love.” But when I look into your eyes, I see it there you, the love I cannot have. If only you knew the mask I wear, how I’ve been breaking in silence, at my lowest, still hoping that it would be you who finds me in love.

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I saw you and the day began to glow, heavy clouds broke open, pouring sunlight into my soul. Each time our eyes meet, I am lifted into a fleeting sky, where time drifts softly, and even the wind learns to sigh. Dear one, I confess I think I’ve fallen, and now I dare to cradle this tender warmth, once frozen in me, now awakened by you. A fire that will not wither, A light that will not fade, you are the sun within my sky, the forever my heart has made.

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Aug 29, 2025

Aug 29, 2025 at 12:48 AM UTC

A Fleeting Sky

I saw you and the day began to glow, heavy clouds broke open, pouring sunlight into my soul. Each time our eyes meet, I am lifted into a fleeting sky, where time drifts softly, and even the wind learns to sigh. Dear one, I confess I think I’ve fallen, and now I dare to cradle this tender warmth, once frozen in me, now awakened by you. A fire that will not wither, A light that will not fade, you are the sun within my sky, the forever my heart has made.

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A decade and still, I keep you. A locked chest. A river with no mouth. A flame in the dark, burning only me. Beautiful yes. Painful always. Petals fall. Seasons pass. I never speak. and I fall.

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Aug 18, 2025

Aug 18, 2025 at 5:43 AM UTC

Bittersweet attachment

A decade and still, I keep you. A locked chest. A river with no mouth. A flame in the dark, burning only me. Beautiful yes. Painful always. Petals fall. Seasons pass. I never speak. and I fall.

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I smile. Too steady. Too still. Inside... thunder clawing at my ribs. You laugh with her. Sweet. Too sweet. Not mine. I go quiet. Ghost in the corner. Hands folded—burning. The words rise— I want that. For me. Only me. But I choke. And silence wins. Again.

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Aug 18, 2025

Aug 18, 2025 at 4:50 AM UTC

My Silence and Jealousy

I smile. Too steady. Too still. Inside... thunder clawing at my ribs. You laugh with her. Sweet. Too sweet. Not mine. I go quiet. Ghost in the corner. Hands folded—burning. The words rise— I want that. For me. Only me. But I choke. And silence wins. Again.

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Life is a whisper Yesterday, your laughter filled the air, Today, the wind carries my tears. We are candles in a restless night, Flickering… Never knowing When the flame will fade.

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Aug 12, 2025

Aug 12, 2025 at 3:57 AM UTC

The Candle

Life is a whisper Yesterday, your laughter filled the air, Today, the wind carries my tears. We are candles in a restless night, Flickering… Never knowing When the flame will fade.

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There are some things we must go through, A road of pain to lead us true. We need to fall, we need to feel, For wounds, in time, will help us heal. Feel the ache, the sharp betrayals, The silent cries, the dream denials. The loss that shakes your very core, The questions knocking at your door. “Why of all, does it have to be me?” A soul just longing to be free. Why must I carry such heavy rain, Drenched in sorrow, steeped in pain? But in the dark where hope is thin, A deeper strength begins within. Scars will form, but they will guide A story etched you cannot hide. Some storms arrive not to destroy, But to clear the way, renew your joy. And though the night may stretch too long, It shapes your soul, it makes you strong. So let the tears fall if they must, From shattered dreams and broken trust. For every cry, a seed is sown, That one day blooms when you’ve grown. And when the dawn breaks soft and bright, You’ll see your path bathed in new light. And whisper gently, wild and free, "It had to hurt... it had to be me."

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Jul 23, 2025

Jul 23, 2025 at 4:25 AM UTC

It Had to Be Me

There are some things we must go through, A road of pain to lead us true. We need to fall, we need to feel, For wounds, in time, will help us heal. Feel the ache, the sharp betrayals, The silent cries, the dream denials. The loss that shakes your very core, The questions knocking at your door. “Why of all, does it have to be me?” A soul just longing to be free. Why must I carry such heavy rain, Drenched in sorrow, steeped in pain? But in the dark where hope is thin, A deeper strength begins within. Scars will form, but they will guide A story etched you cannot hide. Some storms arrive not to destroy, But to clear the way, renew your joy. And though the night may stretch too long, It shapes your soul, it makes you strong. So let the tears fall if they must, From shattered dreams and broken trust. For every cry, a seed is sown, That one day blooms when you’ve grown. And when the dawn breaks soft and bright, You’ll see your path bathed in new light. And whisper gently, wild and free, "It had to hurt... it had to be me."

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When all feels lost and hope runs thin, You don’t know where you should begin. Your path is dark, you roam alone, No friendly ear to hear your tone. Yet do not yield to bleak despair, There’s hidden beauty waiting there. In every trial, in every test, When we surrender, we are blessed. Grace will fall where doubts reside, For He will hear your every cry. Don’t lose hope when troubles near, There is purpose woven clear. Though you may ask the reasons why, Learn to trust, to yield, to try. For blessings come when you let go, And give Him all your fear and woe. In surrender lies a gentle art, A healing balm for weary hearts. Release your burdens, trust His plan, Find beauty in His guiding hand.

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Jul 14, 2025

Jul 14, 2025 at 3:38 AM UTC

The Beauty of Surrender

When all feels lost and hope runs thin, You don’t know where you should begin. Your path is dark, you roam alone, No friendly ear to hear your tone. Yet do not yield to bleak despair, There’s hidden beauty waiting there. In every trial, in every test, When we surrender, we are blessed. Grace will fall where doubts reside, For He will hear your every cry. Don’t lose hope when troubles near, There is purpose woven clear. Though you may ask the reasons why, Learn to trust, to yield, to try. For blessings come when you let go, And give Him all your fear and woe. In surrender lies a gentle art, A healing balm for weary hearts. Release your burdens, trust His plan, Find beauty in His guiding hand.

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Life teaches you to bend and grow, The road is rough, not smooth, you know. Bumpy paths that twist and wind, Lessons in every turn you make. Isn’t it strange? Along the way, Some will help through night and day. But one remains through every season, Treasuring you beyond all reason. Problems will come to test your trust, Words will fail and actions ****** Hurts from hopes and expectations, Lost in tangled conversations. Yet hold and cherish, it is a must, If you find the one who earns your trust. The missing rib, your soul’s true mate, Completing life, unlocking fate.

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Jul 10, 2025

Jul 10, 2025 at 5:55 AM UTC

Life’s Winding Road

Life teaches you to bend and grow, The road is rough, not smooth, you know. Bumpy paths that twist and wind, Lessons in every turn you make. Isn’t it strange? Along the way, Some will help through night and day. But one remains through every season, Treasuring you beyond all reason. Problems will come to test your trust, Words will fail and actions ****** Hurts from hopes and expectations, Lost in tangled conversations. Yet hold and cherish, it is a must, If you find the one who earns your trust. The missing rib, your soul’s true mate, Completing life, unlocking fate.

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In this life of mine I’ve known Love as the most fleeting feeling Blushing, giggling Held in ways I dreamt But never kept for long. I have tasted bitter revenge Sworn my heart to ice Felt hate burn through my veins Feeding wounds that would not heal. But in quiet hours when anger fades I find forgiveness waiting Soft as dawn, patient as time. Because even in pain and ruin Love was first And love was everything. So I choose to forgive For love was there before the hurt And it must remain after.

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Jul 8, 2025

Jul 8, 2025 at 1:44 AM UTC

Love, revenge, hate, and forgiveness

In this life of mine I’ve known Love as the most fleeting feeling Blushing, giggling Held in ways I dreamt But never kept for long. I have tasted bitter revenge Sworn my heart to ice Felt hate burn through my veins Feeding wounds that would not heal. But in quiet hours when anger fades I find forgiveness waiting Soft as dawn, patient as time. Because even in pain and ruin Love was first And love was everything. So I choose to forgive For love was there before the hurt And it must remain after.

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I am a bird free to fly away Leaving the words I couldn’t say. I stood in the rain, hoping in vain Losing myself in silent pain. I was a fire that warmed no one A lonely moon chasing the sun. Free to go, to find my way But I choose to stay and fade away. I could break free, release this chain But I choose to love you, even in vain.

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Jun 30, 2025

Jun 30, 2025 at 11:57 PM UTC

Chains of Choice

I am a bird free to fly away Leaving the words I couldn’t say. I stood in the rain, hoping in vain Losing myself in silent pain. I was a fire that warmed no one A lonely moon chasing the sun. Free to go, to find my way But I choose to stay and fade away. I could break free, release this chain But I choose to love you, even in vain.

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