A POEM A DAY 302
When When morning comes and shadows flee,When sunlight dances on the sea,When weary birds begin to sing,And winter loosens into spring.When broken hearts remember howTo trust the quiet present now,When tears have dried and wounds grow small,And we no longer fear the fall.When yesterday has lost its sting,And hope returns on fragile wing,We learn that…
A POEM A DAY 301
What Heartbreak Leaves Behind No one comes back the samefrom heartbreak.You return carrying piecesof yourselfyou do not remember breaking.Your hands still look like your hands,your face still answers to its name,but something beneath the skinhas shifted.You learn how silence can bruise.How an empty chaircan become a presence.How a song can findthe one woundyou forgot to…
A POEM A DAY 298
Why My Heart Turned Blue My heart turned blue on a Tuesday at three, while the clock lost a minute and stared back at me. The kettle kept singing though no one made tea, and the walls leaned inward suspiciously. I searched in the cupboard, under the bed, between all the things we should never…
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