#poetryforher
You are not my daughter—
you are the daughter
of his late brother.
But everyone used to say
you looked like me,
that you could have easily
been mine.
And that was fine.
I called you princess,
because you are.
I don’t know
when you will realize this,
but the place you’re growing up in
is a hard one.
I won’t say I miss you,
but I wonder—
do you ever miss me?
Because in the few moments
we shared,
you clung to me,
you painted my face,
brushed my hair,
and for a while—
I became a princess
in your kingdom.
I hope the little time we had
was enough to show you
there is more to life.
Never stop dreaming, Nic.
You can go far.
All it takes
is believing.
Sep 14, 2025
Sep 14, 2025 at 2:16 PM UTC
Quizás nunca te supere
Quizás te sigo extrañando
Querida amiga, en momentos como estos,
las dos riéndonos estaríamos,
tu y yo contra el mundo.
Quizás no encontraré otra amistad...
así de hermosa como la tuya,
De pronto tengo que aprender a estar solo,
O solo aprender a desaparecer.
Trate de dejarte ir,
Tener paz en mi mente,
Sin embargo todo me recuerda a vos,
Música que bailamos juntas,
Videos que siento en el pecho,
La única foto que tengo tuya.
Simplemente soy tonto,
Tonto de no dejarte ir,
Tonto de extrañarte,
Simplemente fuistes la mejor.
-S.F
Jul 22, 2025
Jul 22, 2025 at 9:31 PM UTC
The Cathedral
Through those stained windows to her soul, you see...
when she begats love, she becomes a panacea.
She leans in deep, and gives him her in silence,
gives him her in her sleep.
She will hold his storms with steady grace,
while she wears his burdens on her face.
Her words are not fleeting,
for she speaks in more than fleeing acts.
And she will wait within his shadows,
light in hand — a quiet force that helps him stand.
Her dreams shift to shape his space to fit his skies.
She sees his truth behind his lies, his cries, his rise.
And though she bends, to give much more than she will ever take,
she breaks not — for she is blended and banded tightly to his soul.
Beaming proudly in his predatory strength because she is his…
A place of worship for his prayers.
His resilient reflection, his revered renewal.
His Cathedral.
Jul 15, 2025
Jul 15, 2025 at 7:46 AM UTC
She is human, a flawed being
which is inclined to make alot
of mistakes, her cravings incite
her to act so often out of place,
she feels insecure at times too
and tends to look in a mirror for
errors to ensure she's presentable.
Her persona isn't a mystical fairy
embodiment your wishes make,
nor are her dimples snow flakes
drowning sincerity with embrace
which easily make man gravitate.
She is trauma filled to an extent,
seeping in sorrow few relate to,
those curves she carries around
may not even appear as tasteful
but the ***** she has pumping
blood through her veins is worth
more than what an oyster creates.
Sep 21, 2024
Sep 21, 2024 at 3:23 PM UTC
There's an aura about you which at first glance appears to be quite powerful, so brilliant but broken... Those shards are like pearls scattered across a shore, something incredibly alluring and still only produced through extreme pain, the oysters are yours. Clammed to protect that much valued jewel, few may understand those scars to your beautiful.
Sep 16, 2024
Sep 16, 2024 at 5:31 PM UTC
And Then I Met Her
It was our first meet
When i saw her
My heart skipped a beat
I was on one side of the road
And She on the other
Everything was in my favor
and yes that weather.
As, i got close to her She got blushed.
Her cheeks turned red as Petals of a flower.
Her relishing antics, her blushing cheeks
And her cute expression.
I couldn't take my eyes off for the session.
She drove me crazy
She was looking beautiful like daisy.
Starring at each other's eyes was making a beautiful sound.
And made me feel as if there was no one around.
The way she put her hand on the chin.
I'm falling fa you, i said with a grin.
I noticed that smile on her face.
And i was thinking her to embrace.
She's an Ocean, her eyes deep sea-blue
I failed reading those as she left no clue.
Apr 2, 2020
Apr 2, 2020 at 1:16 AM UTC