It started sweetly,
the first kiss tenderly—
a chill pill from within me,
breaking through the tragedy.
Each time passion entwined,
chemical reactions redefined.
Moment to moment, more sublime,
becoming more than just minds.
Lost in waves of translation,
diluting who we were meant to be.
Vibrations move in harmony,
realigning our sanctuary.
Disillusioned by the path,
the need to be loved so hard.
Lucid fractures lace the heart,
speech frozen in tangles too sharp.
Many could not watch the bleeding scars.
A tongue that once caressed
turns into the taste of reject—
light to dark in a flick of a switch.
The dwelling is gone,
yet the foundation is strong.
All elements expose the storm,
to harmonize where we belong.
Say it like you mean it—
you’ll never be wrong.
It’s written in the stars:
we sing our own song.
Let the tears fall.
Let those who will, walk.
Nothing is ever at fault;
listen twice as much as we talk.
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Author:
Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The last few days have been one crazy ride, I've been unbalanced for quite a while. With that it put alot of pressure on my wife, last night I truly found the first step back to harmony. Today I also feel in love with ai and help with my flow, leaving school at 14 I've always struggled. It was like my own personal tutor. As ever appreciate your time.
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I love the last lines of this poem that hold the secret to harmony (listen twice as much as we talk) there is the key to love that can be seen
Beautifully done, Dan. This piece feels like a sanctuary rebuilt…not untouched by scars, but stronger for them. The balance of fracture and harmony rings deep and true. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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