Agony of heart
Remains unknown
Words unspoken
Secrets of the Alone.
The heart shrieks silently
As the daylight unfolds.
The unspoken comes to vision
But you still don't know
What my heart holds.....
Remains unknown
Words unspoken
Secrets of the Alone.
The heart shrieks silently
As the daylight unfolds.
The unspoken comes to vision
But you still don't know
What my heart holds.....
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Not all get fair chance in life.
Not even a feeble chance.
Close you eyes, dream surfaces
Open your eyes, the World is in same mess.
“What He Learned Too Late”
There was a time
He called his intensity love.
He held on tightly,
Believing that holding tighter
Meant caring deeper.
He did not see
How love can feel like a storm
When it forgets to be gentle.
She felt the weight.
He never noticed the silence growing.
And when she walked away,
He called it loss.
Not understanding
It was a lesson.
Years passed.
Time did what arguments never could.
It taught him
That possession is not protection,
That love without trust
Feels like a locked room.
If his words ever bruised her peace,
If his presence ever felt like a cage
Instead of comfort
He is sorry.
Not to rewrite history.
Not to reclaim a place.
But because growth demands honesty.
In this one fragile life,
Why should two hearts
Carry echoes of old pain?
They once loved
In the only way they knew how then.
Today, they know better.
She has her world.
He has his peace.
And knowing they are both happy
In lives that no longer intersect
Is not failure —
It is completion.
If someday she wishes
To hear his side of the silence,
He will speak.
Not to defend,
But to understand.
Until then,
He hopes her heart
No longer shrieks in quiet.
And he remains grateful
For the lesson she never meant to teach.
-tintin
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