All posts by LISA

  • Jul, Sat, 2025

Good for you

I don’t write love songs just to rhyme
But you made poetry out of time
You didn’t shine loud, didn’t walk in bold
But you turned the quiet into gold

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  • Jul, Sun, 2025

Found in the Silence

I gave up on love, closed every door,
Couldn’t take the heartbreak anymore.
Days went by in muted grey,
Hoping pain would fade away.
But when I least expected light,
You came and made the dark feel right.
Not with promises loud or grand,
But quiet care and steady hand.

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  • Jul, Wed, 2025

No Love, No More

In the quiet of the morning, when the world begins to wake,
I find myself remembering, for goodness gracious sake,
The whispers that we shared, beneath the moon’s soft gleam,
A love I thought was boundless, a beautiful, waking dream.

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  • Jul, Wed, 2025

You Are The Reason

Before your light arrived, my world was painted in shades of gray,
A quiet solitude I kept, where hope had seemed to stray.
The echoes in my chambers were whispers of the past,
A longing for a kindred soul, a love that’s meant to last.

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  • Jul, Wed, 2025

You Don’t Walk Alone

In the quiet corners where shadows used to play,
I once believed my journey was a solitary way.
A silent, weary traveler, on paths I had to roam,
With only whispered hopes, wishing for a home.
The world could feel so vast, an endless, open space,
Each step a fragile echo, leaving not a trace.

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  • Jul, Wed, 2025

Only You and Me

In a hurried world that spins, a million faces pass,
I walked a quiet, winding road, beneath a sky of glass.
My heart, a silent melody, waiting to be heard,
Until your gentle presence spoke, a captivating word.
I never knew completeness, a comfort deep and true,
Until your hand reached out to mine, and painted skies anew.

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  • Jul, Wed, 2025

Melodies Of Life

Before your gentle presence graced my fragile, inner world,
My story was a silent page, unwritten, tightly furled.
The soundtrack of my journey, a single, solemn note,
A quiet, lingering echo, a solitary boat.
I drifted through the moments, a shadow in the gleam,
Unaware of harmonies, a captivating dream.

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