The First Whisper | Poetry for the Haunted Heart

…a place where the silence softens…

Welcome to the quiet. This is where the silence breaks…not with a scream, but with the soft, deliberate tremble of truth.

These poems explore and express love, loss, abuse, memory, and the human experience. Every poem here is a whisper that could not be spoken…until now.

…and ends with your first whisper.

Whispers that break the silence…

dulled my mind and left my soul despaired

sweet perfumes linger longer than warmth

the mob’s cheers and chants battered my ears

my body stood naked and exposed

something to numb the past and silence

your slur—my ceaseless derogation

to be rescued from this icy place

deceit drained our desire to flower

queens snorted and screamed