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in between downward dogs,
my phone buzzes —
again.
and again.

for fifteen whole minutes,
i leave you unread.

you’re drunk, smitten,
with someone i know,
someone you spotted
at a gig.

you send a live-feed
of your spiralling heart,
ask what to say,
if the moment does come.

i tell you to try.
say hi for me.
talk about music,
the crowd, the energy,
the way the incandescence,
blurry but kind,
makes them look soft
in that lavender light.

and you do.
of course you do.
you take a leap of faith,
while i sit here
in silence,
finding a hundred ways
to rehearse what my heart would
but my mouth will never say.
this one is about witnessing someone fall for someone else, while quietly, painfully loving them yourself.
August 7, 2025
CE Uptain Jul 22
I’ve got a paper heart and a rock hard brain
It’s hard as any stone; harder that any pain
Now, my paper heart; it bleeds quite well
Look through my eyes and you can surely tell

Love is a tragedy; it’s all systems fail
All that’s good and right, all that’s what the hell
Paper hearts can’t crush a mind of stone
Paper hearts, they only cry when they’re alone

The paper folds quite easily; in the creases you will see
All there is to find and all there will ever be
Solid ground is where you like to run around
And here you are in the lost and found

Paper hearts and rock hard brains
Harder that the hardest pains
Paper hearts with your creases deep
Which of my secrets will you forever keep
This one is from one of my love poem collections.
Elvina Jul 16
I love you.
You love me.
So why does silence
stand between us
like a wall neither of us dares to touch?

Why can't we say it—
out loud,
clear,
honest?

Is it fear?
Timing?
Or the quiet belief
that if we speak it,
we might lose
what we're too afraid to reach for?

We carry love
like a secret
burning quietly
beneath the surface.
Nosy Jul 5
You wanted me quiet-
A flicker in the dark,
Something trilling
You wanted a spark

I was your secret,
Easier to keep alone
Because secrets rots,
When kept for too long

You wanted my all, my devotion
You paced around it, like a dare
Like a truth, not to be shared

You don't think I feel,
But it's all I felt
Yet I stayed silent,
I am my own personal hell

I self sabotage
Knowing you wouldn't care
I didn't not want you,
You just wanted-
What can never be fully touched

Never to be fixed,
And never undone.
Shiva Chauhan Jun 22
Isn't the sunrise lovely:
"I still love you, but I won’t hold you back."

It captures that quiet ache of letting go with grace. The sunrise here symbolises acceptance, the start of a day without them, and the painful beauty of moving forward.

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We were talking, we were laughing,
We walked down the street together,
Looked up at the sky, shining,
Isn't the moon lovely, my forever?

It's hard to keep love a secret, for sure,
Yet I chose not to tell your eyes divine,
For your worth is inestimable, mon amour,
I'm dying to hold your hands and call you mine.

You make me complete, you're my home,
Your aroma, your gestures, your spark, oh so sweet,
With you, I find solace, never to roam,
Your presence, my sanctuary, is all I need.
In quiet moments, with you, everything feels like home.
Natalie Jun 17
Let this poem be a joke
Filled with mischief and racoons
Giggles in the dark
Catching their breath like twin butterflies
Under the moon

As I lean my head on your shoulder
And whisper silly wisdoms
Into your ear
I almost believe myself
To be capable of
Something like nonchalance
But I never am.

Serenity is a wave reaching shore
In the moments I accept
That you are a secret
I will never solve completely
And that is alright.

With sea-sand between my teeth
I mumble your name
And lay it in the waves
Latch it onto water-drops
For another one to taste.

Mine is
Peace once again
Sometimes all you can do is to let go
You looked at him...
Is the way I wished you'd see me,
yet I stood still for a silent memory.

Each step your took...
So my heart withdrew,
Fo I watching you love him,
the way I love you.
I hate this feeling, not you
Zywa Jun 7
Please hurry, help me,

I'm craving for attention --


Tell me a secret!
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evangeline May 1
Spring is all I know
The only secret I keep
The season of truth
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