Thoughts, Ink & Silence
When my voice begins to fail,
And words refuse to fall out,
I reach for ink and paper,
To write the ache away.
A letter, maybe a poem,
To speak what I can’t say,
But a whisper tells me softly,
“You’ll regret this anyway.”
So I sit with silent sorrow,
Let the heartbreak take its place,
It’s better than pretending
I’m untouched by your grace.
I love you, yes, too deeply,
Beyond my wired boundaries,
They say, if you love someone,
You let them go somehow.
So here I am, still writing,
With nothing left to gain,
Just tracing every feeling,
In the margins of my pain.
The universe was ruthless,
A cruel stab to my heart,
To love you this completely,
And be a moment late.
Ciao.
Jun 5, 2025
Jun 5, 2025 at 3:43 PM UTC
You thought I was the breeze,
soft spoken, easy to please.
A passing cloud, no threat to the skies,
just a hidden spark beneath your smoke.
But I was thunder, cloaked in grace,
a wildfire soul behind this face.
I watched you leave, calm and composed,
you never guessed the gate had closed.
You played your game, you drew your line,
then watched to see if I would cross mine.
But I stood still, no need to chase,
I left you spinning in your place.
You thought I would break and come crying,
but I was the wind that did the flying.
While you were waiting for control,
I learned to dance with my own soul.
You missed the quake beneath my chest,
mistook my stillness for your test.
But darling, storms don't beg or plead,
we flood the earth when we are freed.
Now, I am the rain you cannot hold,
lightning so sharp and quiet cold.
You feel me now in every sky,
in every breath, in every sigh.
You lost the one who knew your truth,
who loved you raw and gave you proof.
But you chose silence, you chose pride,
So now I rage where you can’t hide.
I am the echo in your bones,
the thunder rolling through your phones.
You scroll, you watch, you never speak,
and I grow stronger every week.
You thought I would fade and just disappear,
But storms like me don’t drown in fear.
I was not numb, I was not lame,
I was the fire you could not tame.
May 29, 2025
May 29, 2025 at 6:53 AM UTC
He touched my edges,
but never reached the whole fire,
Now he burns alone.
May 29, 2025
May 29, 2025 at 6:03 AM UTC
He was not my home,
I found shelter in my soul,
stronger walls, no cracks.
May 29, 2025
May 29, 2025 at 6:01 AM UTC
You thought I would reach back,
But silence became my truth,
I speak by not speaking.
May 29, 2025
May 29, 2025 at 5:59 AM UTC
I did not chase him.
Stillness became my power,
He dreams, I ascend.
May 29, 2025
May 29, 2025 at 5:57 AM UTC
I watched him let go,
but I held onto myself,
that was real power.
May 29, 2025
May 29, 2025 at 5:54 AM UTC
Maybe I’m no longer a fighter,
No longer burning with the will to try.
The fire that once lit up my path,
Now flickers low beneath a quiet sky.
So here I stand, not with rage, but grace,
Laying down my arms, letting go.
Sometimes, maturity means stepping back,
And letting love and light in others flow.
I’ve watched them gather in their golden hours,
With smiles they never saved for me.
And I’ve grown used to fading out,
In the shadow of who they think I’ll always be.
They forget the good, the soft, the kind,
But my flaws, they hold like sacred stones.
And though it breaks a part of me,
I leave them to their joy, alone.
No bitterness, just a quiet sigh,
It is what it is, and I know now.
The past can rest; my hands are free,
I whisper nothing more than... Ciao
May 15, 2025
May 15, 2025 at 6:29 AM UTC
I've penned letters and poems with only you in mind,
but they've stayed folded in silence,
perhaps because I'm afraid…
Afraid that you've shut me out,
that your heart no longer finds room for mine.
So now, I take my final bow from this stage we've shared,
but I leave the door gently ajar,
in case your heart ever turns back.
Thank you for loving me,
even if only for a season.
Those were golden days,
Carved forever in the quiet corners of my soul.
I’ll never forget you,
I’ll always love you,
my beautiful king,
with a smile that lit up my world
and eyes I could drown in, willingly.
I hope, somehow, this finds you.
May 15, 2025
May 15, 2025 at 6:23 AM UTC
I gave my heart to one I thought was true,
His voice was calm, his eyes like gentle rain.
But hidden truths behind his charm once grew,
Now every glance recalls a deeper pain.
He spoke of love yet held his own apart,
A fortress sealed from all I tried to give.
He claimed no space for me within his heart,
Yet let me dream that we could ever live.
The signs were there, yet I refused to see,
I shaped his silence into sacred sound.
Now truth unfolds its bitter gift to me:
That love, when false, can hollow honest souls.
He’s gone, but now I see with sharpened eyes,
What once were blurred lines, were just blurred lies.
May 9, 2025
May 9, 2025 at 2:40 PM UTC