#emotionalpoetry poems on Hello Poetry

Arna 8h

Attachments = Self- detachments.
Attachments feel warm at first,
but they quietly detach us from ourselves.
In every bond lives the lesson of letting go.

Attachments may feel comforting, but they also teach us the quiet art of letting go — and rediscovering ourselves.

#attachments #lettinggo #selfdiscovery #emotionalpoetry #heartfeltlines #arnawrites #poeticreflections #innergrowth #hellopoetry #lifelessons

Abbas Dedanwala 1d

Second

And when she sits here
across from me...
what am I
to say?

Am I to tell her,
That she is only here because
I saw you in her eyes for a second
and that her exuberance,
whimsy,
and charm,
for which men have fought wars,
do not reach me in even a fraction of the way
your quiet companionship did?

Am I to tell her,
that despite her beauty,
the contest
for most beautiful woman in the world
was decided the day I met you,
and she could only ever
come in second?

Or should I describe
your simplest features,
so she too might understand -
the dimples in your cheeks
that announced themselves
whenever you laughed at my silliness.

How when you would laugh too hard
that one ever so slightly crooked tooth
would show,
and that I would wait for it
just to feel lucky.

Tell me darling,
in which way do I explain
to this young and beautiful woman
in her own right,
that in such a short time,
I had lived and died
and now I am here
deceiving myself,
in an attempt to be reborn.

the days pass on...

#emotionalpoetry #heartbreak #nostalgia #memories #love #unrequited #breakup #ex

Echoink 2d

Unhealed Scars from Care

Many people love me,
but never try to understand
what I love.

They give me their best,
but never see
what I truly want.

They try to protect me,
but never know
what I need protection from.

They hold me tight,
but never notice
how much I need to fly.

I never deny their love
but it’s also a fact:
they love to chain me,
and I love to fly…
like an unchained eagle.

Love without understanding leaves the deepest scars.

#unhealedscars #care #freedom #emotionalpoetry #selfexpression #unchainedeagle #poeticsoul #wordforscream #painandgrowth #loveandfreedom

Midnight Blossom 6d

Love Crisis

He said, “Move with the spinning earth,
Love as you live, love as you grow.”
From now to forever,
I love to love you—this I know.

My love grows stronger every day,
Stronger still, come what may.

This thing is called love, love, love,
A gift from stars above, above.
I’ll keep our love just as it is,
Waiting for that day of bliss.

I pray and search to find my way,
Love’s a mystery, I need to say.
Who truly cares? Who sees me whole?
I need one more chance to console.

It’s a love crisis—I need you to see,
My love still lives inside of me.

This thing is called love, love, love,
A gift from stars above, above.
I’ll keep our love just as it is,
Waiting for that day of bliss.

It was all in love,
It was all in love.

This thing is called love, love, love,
A gift from stars above, above.
I’ll keep our love just as it is,
Waiting for that day of bliss.

#lovejourney #emotionalpoetry #heartfeltverse

Ric Oct 3

She could’ve stayed...

She could've stayed, and I would've loved her for a lifetime.

She could've let herself be loved, and I would've shown her what that means.

She could've let herself wake beside me on Sundays, and I would've kept making her pancakes.

She could've let herself believe she was enough, and I would've reminded her, every day, that she was.

She could've let herself be my Jessica Rabbit, and I would've made her laugh like Roger every day.

She could’ve let herself slow dance with me in the bedroom, and I would’ve held her through every quiet night.

She could've stayed, and I would’ve kept planning picnic dates.

She could've stayed, and I would've written her poems until my hands gave out.

She could've stayed, and I would've loved her, even when she couldn't love herself.

She could've stayed, and I would've made every birthday feel like magic.

She could've stayed, but she didn't. Now all my "would've's are just echoes in the hallway she left me in

She could've stayed....

She could've stayed, and I would’ve loved her until my heart gave out. Until my lungs stopped breathing. Until my brain stopped thinking.

#breakuppoetry #heartbreak #couldhavestayed #lostlove #poetrycommunity #emotionalpoetry #regret #lovedandlost #poetryofloss #openletter

Odd Odyssey Poet Oct 2

Final Chord of a Thought

there's a certain trap to it
drumming dark thoughts –rat-a-tat-tat,
my mind caught in a snare again, and again
circling in hi-hats of doubt. in this tandem
of life; pedal-pedal-pedal —decisions spinning
like wheels, chains creak, my brakes squeal,
for the bravest choices are always stuck in repeat.

ding-ding —the alarm mocks the dawn,
clang-clang, trains pull apart, same departure,
but all different routes. your roots only grow
as deep as you choose, silence hums louder
than footsteps on the pavement.

whoosh — rustling leaves write new lives,
whispers stitched into the wind. but the harder
it blows, the less you see your tears —
shhh… hush… hush…they'll vanish in the static,
like cymbals fading after a final crash…and in
the quiet after, only the echo remains.

#poetry #surrealwriting #spokenword #wordplay #echoes #darkthoughts #soundimagery #lifecycles #dreamlike #emotionalpoetry

Byeol Writing Oct 1

Falling Memories

Every sadness brings me back to you.
When tears fall,
your memory falls with them,
and I am heartbroken
all over again.

#heartbroken #lostlove #emotionalpoetry #tearfulmemories #loveandloss #heartache #soulfulpoetry #memoryofyou #lovehurts #brokenheart

Adora Sunshine Sep 28

"The Quiet Kind of Drowning"

They never noticed
when she stopped waving back—
how her laughter faded
like music from a passing car,
how her shoes stayed clean
for weeks.

once, she chased rain
to the edge of the river,
barefoot, out of breath,
her shadow chasing behind.
they called her wild—
too alive to sit still.

but stillness came.
not with a scream,
just silence,
growing louder by the day.

no one asked
why her side of the bed
was always made.
why she didn’t hum anymore.
as long as she smiled
and passed her tests,
they assumed she was fine.

when they looked for her,
the water led the way—
not the current,
but the quiet reflection
she once stared into
a little too long.

when they found her,
she looked almost asleep.
hair spread out like grass,
hands still.
no bruises—
at least,
not the kind they talk about.

maybe
she just wanted to know
what peace feels like
underneath it all

#poetry #emotionalpoetry #loneliness #mentalhealth #solitude #innerstrength #reflection #teenpoetry #findingyourself #rawemotion

Daya Sep 24

Those Eyes

It was raining today.
I stopped and sheltered from it,
watching the rain fall.
The flicker of my cigarette,
the sound of thunder—
all I could envision was you and me.

Running through the palace,
finding shelter,
laughter echoing, our clothes dripping.
Your hand in mine.
You grabbed me as I am merely a gentle flower.
I felt your lips on mine,
taking every breath of mine.
And you looked at me.

Those eyes.
I stare into the raindrops,
seeing those eyes,
hoping one day
they won’t be a part of my imagination,
but a memory my heart holds dear.

#yearning #longing #heartfelt #unseenlove #imaginedlove #poeticthoughts #emotionalpoetry #rawemotion

Adora Sunshine Sep 20

“Love, Loss, and the Fear Between”

I love some hearts, but they turn away,
The ones who love me, never stay.

I want to choose, but fate decides,
With those I like, love often hides.

I fear to love, I fear to lose,
I fear the pain I can’t refuse.

I long for life without this fear,
But then I see, it brings things clear.

Without the dark, the light feels small,
Without the pain, joy means nothing at all.

I can’t live with fear, can’t live apart,
It lives with me, deep in my heart.

This is the truth, the constant fight,
Between the love I want and the fear of night.

#loveandloss #fearoflove #heartbreak #lifetruths #emotionalpoetry #unrequitedlove #lifeandfear #meaningoflife