In poetry, We bare a part Of our soul For all to see. In poetry, We string together Emotions in words As beautifully as can we. In poetry, We find solace Even when the world outside Might difficult be. In poetry, Live on the poets Of yesterday In the life of today free. In poetry, [...]
Author: Mia Winhertt
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Grieving is not a choice. Grieving is not easy. Grieving is not best done alone. Coming soon a romance novel to give company on this journey...
Who am I to Judge You?
Who am I to judge you? What you have done Or not done? What you have said Or not said? Do I know you that well? Everything you went through And survived? Everything you never saw coming And yet battled? What even if I knew you too well? All your scars From top to bottom? [...]
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Every time I open my box of crayons from ages ago, I go back in time.What does that for you? Coming soona romance novelto do the same...
Today’s Tiny Tale: Valentine’s Gift
"No gifts for you this time. Only I," said he. "Fine, but then I want all of you," said she.
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And it's the month of LOVE! But wait, shouldn't every month, every week and every day be about love? Coming soona romance novelto remind us the same...
Seasons
It was spring. New breezes blew. New flowers blossomed. New was it all around But in her heart. It was summer. Hot loo lurked. Hot sweats ran down. Hot was it all around But in her heart. It was autumn. Dense gales gathered pace. Dense leaves fell non-stop. Dense was it all around But in [...]
Today’s Tiny Tale: Sweet Misunderstanding
"Take my hand," he said. "Take my heart," she heard. She happily did and hasn't returned it since.
Happy Birthday, Baby Girl
My birthday gift To myself Is this poem. It is a wish Of love, Of happiness. It is a promise Of steadfast support Through thick and thin. It is a token That will endure Many years hence. It is I Telling myself, "Happy birthday, baby girl."
Today’s Tiny Tale: When Hate Got Over
He hated her with all his heart. One day, the hate got all used up. Now he was only left with love for her.
