#strands - Hello Poetry

Soul in shreds — fire trembling in my hands, Heartbeat redlining, chest begins to seize, Miracle descends from nightly strands, Star has fallen from its orbit to my palms. Blinding light was searing through my sight, Hands are burning — yet I hold the flame, I believed that star of ancient night Would inspire me and give my soul a name. Darkness now — a blind and handless man, White light of the world is lost to time, Cradling my stumps as best I can, Flogged by fate, instead of rivers of rhyme.

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May 13

May 13, 2026 at 11:56 PM UTC

mupohob666

The Price of Stars

Soul in shreds — fire trembling in my hands, Heartbeat redlining, chest begins to seize, Miracle descends from nightly strands, Star has fallen from its orbit to my palms. Blinding light was searing through my sight, Hands are burning — yet I hold the flame, I believed that star of ancient night Would inspire me and give my soul a name. Darkness now — a blind and handless man, White light of the world is lost to time, Cradling my stumps as best I can, Flogged by fate, instead of rivers of rhyme.

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Told you my deepest regrets Then you let them get swept in the wind Trusted you with those secret moments You showed me love that was only pretend It was over long before it began Should have seen from the start Ignored my instincts like a fool Handed you my heart Somehow kept me frozen in place Throughout hurt and dishonesty Despite the tears, fights, long nights Believed we were meant to be Thought the pleasure was worth the pain Was ready to settle for what little you gave Realized there was hope for inner peace Though your soul was already too gone to save Tried all the ways I knew how To teach you how to turn around I was too late, your fate since promised To shadows to which you are bound I tried to fight demons off But was battling them alone Gave every bit of strength I have Unable to win the war on my own The silhouettes ailed your soul Blackness was all you could feel Dug the dirt out to your center So deep could never fully heal Tried to remain standing upright Counting stars to keep sane Mapping paths of wild constellations Scattered across walls of my eager brain Brightest always burn out fast Leave traces fading in the sky Was hard to see past your sparkling surface Guess I didn't really try Lost control of persistent thoughts Failed to mark accurate score Until your games blurred together And we weren't certain who was winning anymore Rules no longer held weight Meaningless numbers displayed on a page Order and sense went out the window We started expressing our rage Ounces of emotion littered about The universe and galaxy Testament to the immensity of our love Time-tested passion simple to see We lost important items Burned to ash and sand Slashed into scraps of fabric Left to gather what remained with hands Each came with a seperate story To onlookers was all the same shade of red Neither of us the villian Could have made better choices instead Every morning faced new failures Took awhile to see we werent meant to be Though apart I still feel threads of you Your bones woven with strands of me

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Jul 19, 2018

Jul 19, 2018 at 2:37 PM UTC

AmandaKayBurke

Over Before We Began

Told you my deepest regrets Then you let them get swept in the wind Trusted you with those secret moments You showed me love that was only pretend It was over long before it began Should have seen from the start Ignored my instincts like a fool Handed you my heart Somehow kept me frozen in place Throughout hurt and dishonesty Despite the tears, fights, long nights Believed we were meant to be Thought the pleasure was worth the pain Was ready to settle for what little you gave Realized there was hope for inner peace Though your soul was already too gone to save Tried all the ways I knew how To teach you how to turn around I was too late, your fate since promised To shadows to which you are bound I tried to fight demons off But was battling them alone Gave every bit of strength I have Unable to win the war on my own The silhouettes ailed your soul Blackness was all you could feel Dug the dirt out to your center So deep could never fully heal Tried to remain standing upright Counting stars to keep sane Mapping paths of wild constellations Scattered across walls of my eager brain Brightest always burn out fast Leave traces fading in the sky Was hard to see past your sparkling surface Guess I didn't really try Lost control of persistent thoughts Failed to mark accurate score Until your games blurred together And we weren't certain who was winning anymore Rules no longer held weight Meaningless numbers displayed on a page Order and sense went out the window We started expressing our rage Ounces of emotion littered about The universe and galaxy Testament to the immensity of our love Time-tested passion simple to see We lost important items Burned to ash and sand Slashed into scraps of fabric Left to gather what remained with hands Each came with a seperate story To onlookers was all the same shade of red Neither of us the villian Could have made better choices instead Every morning faced new failures Took awhile to see we werent meant to be Though apart I still feel threads of you Your bones woven with strands of me

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Holding a love Between one And another Fibers unseen Some strong Some weak A look alone Can break one A word can Break two or three A few words can break forty or more Replace those Strands of Love and More in hope For unless New bonds Love breaks One falls © 2017 Jim Davis

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Sep 20, 2017

Sep 20, 2017 at 3:19 PM UTC

jbdvet75

Strands

Holding a love Between one And another Fibers unseen Some strong Some weak A look alone Can break one A word can Break two or three A few words can break forty or more Replace those Strands of Love and More in hope For unless New bonds Love breaks One falls © 2017 Jim Davis

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I stepped into a room. An empty room. The seats were covered in white cloth, The tiles were unusually clean. I sat down on a chair, shifted my place until I felt comfortable. The rips and cracks on the leather, they didn't bother me. The procedure begun. Electric razors skimmed my hair, severing connections months in the making, and, in an instant, they started falling like snowflakes when it snowed. But it is as if every strand of my hair carried with it, a message. A signal. A dream. And as the metal blades closed in, they fell to the floor, swept up, and thrown away. And it was as if it took my dreams with it. Just as quickly it had begun, the procedure was over. And, I could already feel some part of me, was gone. They handed me a mirror, and I saw myself in the reflection. Nothing had happened. Nothing had changed. But deep inside, something did. Because I had let it. I stood up, brushed the dust off, and left the room. Knowing that I'll be returning here again, quite soon.

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Oct 2, 2014

Oct 2, 2014 at 3:46 AM UTC

theendlesshorizon

Strands

I stepped into a room. An empty room. The seats were covered in white cloth, The tiles were unusually clean. I sat down on a chair, shifted my place until I felt comfortable. The rips and cracks on the leather, they didn't bother me. The procedure begun. Electric razors skimmed my hair, severing connections months in the making, and, in an instant, they started falling like snowflakes when it snowed. But it is as if every strand of my hair carried with it, a message. A signal. A dream. And as the metal blades closed in, they fell to the floor, swept up, and thrown away. And it was as if it took my dreams with it. Just as quickly it had begun, the procedure was over. And, I could already feel some part of me, was gone. They handed me a mirror, and I saw myself in the reflection. Nothing had happened. Nothing had changed. But deep inside, something did. Because I had let it. I stood up, brushed the dust off, and left the room. Knowing that I'll be returning here again, quite soon.

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