Poetry About Emotions

Emotions are the colors of the soul, painting our experiences with shades of grief, splashes of wonder, and the warm glow of love. This collection explores the intricate tapestry of human feeling - the sensations that arise unbidden and the deep-seated sentiments that define our humanity.

Whether it's the quiet ache of nostalgia or the thunderous roar of passion, these poems give voice to the unspoken rhythms of our inner lives, reminding us that every feeling is a guest worth welcoming.

Featured Poems

The Kaleidoscope Within

A reflection on the shifting nature of how we feel.

In the morning, I am a quiet lake, reflecting the pale blue of a clear sky, undisturbed by the wind of worry, holding the sun in a fragile embrace.

By noon, the clouds gathered, a sudden storm of frustration rippling the surface, stirring up the sediment of old doubts.

Yet, as evening falls, the water settles into a deeper hue, a reservoir of peace that knows the storm was only a passing visitor.

- Elias Thorne

The Language of Sighs

Sometimes we feel things for which there are no names, only breaths.

There is a weight behind the ribs that isn't bone, nor is it blood, but a gathering of unspoken things that settle like silt at the bottom of a glass.

We call it melancholy, or perhaps a lack of sleep, or the change of light, but it is simply the heart expanding to hold a truth it cannot say.

Listen to the way you exhale- every sigh is a poem collapsed into a single note, shorthand for the infinite ache of being aware.

- Clara Holm

The Spark of Wonder

Capturing that brief, electric moment when the world feels new.

It starts in the fingertips, a pins-and-needles rush of seeing the moon too clearly or tasting the first cold rain of autumn.

We forget to breathe for a second, caught in the throat of awe, as the mundane world splits open to show the gold underneath.

- Julian Rivers

Classic Voices

The Guest House

by Rumi (13th Century)

A world-renowned poem about welcoming all emotions as guides sent from beyond.

This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture,

still, treat each guest honorably. He may be clearing you out for some new delight.

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud

by William Wordsworth (1807)

A celebration of joy found in nature and the power of memory to recreate that feeling.

I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils;

For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude.

Micro Verses

Feelings are just weather- they pass through the sky but do not define the sun.

- Anonymous

To feel is to be alive; the ache is just the price of a heart that still beats.

- Silas Vance

Rage is a fire that warms the hearth before it burns the house.

- Elena Vance

Grief is love with no place to go.

- Clara Holm

Deeper Explorations

Joy & Sorrow

The dual nature of the heart's most powerful states.

Two Sides of the Coin

Laughter is the light sparking off the wave’s crest, while sorrow is the deep current that carries the ocean’s weight.

You cannot have the sparkle without the depth; you cannot have the joy without the space grief once held.

- Maren Grey

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