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

your arms, like carved oak, protected me

sweet perfumes linger longer than warmth

deceit drained our desire to flower

something to numb the past and silence

queens snorted and screamed

your slur—my ceaseless derogation

it gleamed silver in the muted air

I always believed life would be fair