Lyric Haven

Introduction: Mirrors do not just reflect our faces—they reveal the truths we hide. This poem delves into the beautiful friendships where we’re seen the way we are and not the way society wants us to be. In a world of fleeting faces and shallow praise, There blooms a bond unswayed by time or trend— A friendship, clear as a mirror in the haze, Reflecting truths that no pretense can bend. Beyond the clamor of judgment and boast, A steadfast heart offers quiet reprieve. While crowds may gather for fleeting toast, A true friend’s presence is the solace we believe. In jubilant hours when laughter rings, Many join in the chorus of delight; Yet when sorrow’s shadow silently clings, One loyal soul remains to set things right. Once, trust flowed freely like a timeless song, Where every word was met with warm embrace; Now, genuine care seems trampled by the throng, And kindness wears a wary, guarded face. More akin to kin than mere companion, They see through cracks that hide our inner scars. ...

Introduction: Strength is often forged in fire. This poem celebrates resilience, transformation, and the journey of rising from the ashes of pain into a renewed sense of self. I smile with pride When I gaze into her eyes, Recalling how she moved on From a life woven in lies. She wept through endless days, Faced sleepless, tortured nights; Living in a realm of darkness, Where even the sun lost its light. Once so frail, she’d flee her woes, Running from troubles that chased her way; Yet now she stands, unbowed and strong, Transforming pain into a brighter day. Behold her now, fighting fiercely, Braving storms with resolute grace; Who could have believed that the weak Could rise with such awe-inspiring pace? I recall the trivial sorrows, The tears shed for ephemeral things; Now her eyes have hardened, unyielding, Even as loss’s bitter echo rings. Her resurrection from a bitter past Is the anthem of her soul’s rebirth; Days that stole her innocence and youth Now fuel her relentless quest...

Introduction: "Chromatic Odyssey" is a poetic exploration of the human spirit, where colors become metaphors for the multifaceted nature of personality and emotion. This work invites you to embark on a vibrant journey—a journey that mirrors the myriad hues of our inner world. It is a brushstroke capturing passion, introspection, mystery, and unity, urging us to see our lives as ever-evolving canvases painted with experience. Within the silent gallery of time, Our colors blend in rhythm and rhyme. A flash of scarlet sparks desire, Fueling hearts set boldly on fire. Some wear the fire of crimson bold, A heart untamed, a story told. With passion fierce and spirit bright, They paint the world in burning light. In crimson waves, love takes its flight, A burning glow in endless night. Fierce and wild, yet soft and true, A heartbeat wrapped in ruby hue. In tranquil shades of calming blue, Deep mysteries find a home anew. Cool reflections in a silent stream, Mirror the soul’s soft,...

Introduction:  Sometimes, we wait for someone to save us—from pain, from fear, from the heaviness that pulls us under. But this poem is about a deeper truth: that the hand we wait for might not come from outside. That in our darkest hour, healing often begins when we choose to rise—when we become the hand we were waiting for.   He wakes with salt caught in his throat On the seabed near a broken boat. Amidst the dark, he barely sees— His face is streaked with silent pleas. He tries to move, but all in vain, His limbs held fast by chains of pain. He thrashes hard to free his frame, Still clutching guilt he cannot name. He pleads, he cries, he shouts and yelps, Hoping someone, somewhere helps. But he’s too deep beneath the sun, Where light can’t reach—not even one. His mind unravels, he's a mess, Still tangled in unspoken stress. Ensnared again by shadows' chain, Though every breath resists the pain. The fear returns—it always stays. But this time, he will face the maze. His eyes...