There’s a note
There's a note that I wrote to myself that no matter what I'd break down when the circumstances demand and remain weak until I choose to be strong. I've recited…
Welcome to the Poetry section of HeartSaysALot, where words dance with emotions and verses breathe life into thoughts. This space is dedicated to poetry in all its forms, capturing the essence of human experiences, feelings, and reflections. Our curated collection spans a wide range of themes and styles, offering something for every reader—whether you’re drawn to the classic or the contemporary. Let the power of poetry stir your soul, inspire your imagination, and provide a moment of solace or joy. Join us in celebrating the art of verse and the magic it brings to our lives.
I wish I spent time with my family
I wish I spent time with my familyI wish I confessedI wish I didn't argueI wish I apologizedI wish I had time for herI wish I stayed when she wanted…
Death before Life
The few days in your womb felt like a shieldA shield, which was shattered by the beast.Was it a sin to be born as a girl,Where the life before I…
She Was Never The Poem
She Was Never The Poem She was never the poem,She was always the writer.She used to write throughout the morningnoon and the nightPainting herself in wordshoping they would decorate her…
Fall arrived with recurring echoes of the rift
To me, fall arrived with recurring echoes of the rift. This time I knew exactly when I had to leave, a little before the truth slipped past my bubble of…
Every girl wants a prince
Every girl wants a princeIt is not in the world indeedThe charm of the manHidden in linesThe novel of loveWhere reality declinesThe world may not love meMaybe I am not…
PRIVILEGED
Braced with the laws of this Indian societyI have a right to vocalize my pinned anxiety Nevertheless, he looked me up with his eyesI'll put allegations against him with all…
Dancing In the Night Alone
Dancing In the Night Alone She had become swept away by his presencewhile they danced under the faint light of stars,Her white dress floated around his feetAs her hands gripped…
Why leave ?
Why do people leave when angry?Infuriating under their breath and once the so tender eyes scowl, a flood of acrimony.Slamming the door shut, trailing behind the cacophony of the decaying…
You are the aid to my wound
You are the aid to my woundThe spring tulips that bloomThe beauty that is trapped in my view Sunlight piercing through the cloudsResting on your fairy crownThe sparkling stones were…