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Midnight confessions

At midnight hearts begin to speak, The strong grow fragile, lost, and weak. The silence opens every door, To hidden truths we can’t ignore. Midnight confessions softly fall, Like shadows dancing on the wall. The words we hide through all the day, Find moonlit courage on their way. “I miss you” sounds much more sincere, When only stars are left to hear. And broken souls stop wearing masks, Beneath the night that never asks. Perhaps the dark was always kind, A place where truth could breathe and shine. For hearts speak loudest after scars, In whispered talks beneath the stars.
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Give me a meaning - Poem

Give Me a Meaning

Give me a meaning—
not wrapped in gold or scripture,
but in the quiet breath between questions,
in the pause between heartbeats
when the world forgets to pretend.

Show me a purpose
not carved in stone,
but whispered by the wind
to the leaves that fall
without asking why.

Let it come softly,
like the hush after sorrow,
or the warmth of a stranger's smile
that doesn’t need a name
to feel like home.

I don’t need grand answers—
just something small
to hold in my hands
when the night feels too long
and the stars too far.

Give me a meaning
that trembles like hope,
fragile,
but enough
to make me stay.

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