Skip to main content

Featured

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.
Post a Comment
Read more

Why I Can't Forget

Why I Can’t Forget

Why I can’t forget, I do not know—
Your name still blooms where wild thoughts grow,
Your voice still lingers in my mind,
Like echoes from a gentler time.

Why I can’t forget, I cannot say—
You haunt my nights, you paint my day,
And every street I walk alone
Still hums the love we used to own.

Why I can’t forget, I try to guess—
Perhaps it’s hope I can’t repress,
Or maybe love, once deeply set,
Marks hearts in ways they can’t reset.

Why I can’t forget—here is the truth:
You carved your light into my youth,
And though the years and tears have spun,
Some loves are only lived, not undone.
Email Post

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular Posts