Category: poetry

• [this old home]

  I find myself again At the front door Of our abandoned love. I’m wearing out my welcome With the many times I visit, Yet I cannot seem to stay away. Cobwebs cling to corners,Sheltering forgotten memories—Fragments of you and I,Back when you still loved me. I step inside,Polaroid picturesLie scattered on the floor,Each one a…

  amelia james poetry

  January 1, 2025

  poetry

  American author, author, healing, mental-health, personal-growth, poem, poetry, spoken word, words

• [lies to ash]

  We were two sides of the same coin,polished by his lies,cast into a game we did not agree to play.He spun us both in his web,each thread a whispered promise,each knot tied to another betrayal.We hung there, suspended,two strangers bound by a truthneither of us could fully hold. I once thought you the thief,a shadow…

  amelia james poetry

  December 31, 2024

  poetry

  American author, author, forgiveness, healing, love, mental-health, personal-growth, poem, poetry, spoken word, words

• [the other woman]

  I once thought you were the enemy,A thief who crept into my life,Taking what was mine.But now I see you,Not as a rival,But as another soulCaught in the same web of lies. You, too, were painted a picture,A masterpiece of falsehoods,Crafted by handsThat knew how to deceive.You were not my destroyer;You were a victim like…

  amelia james poetry

  December 31, 2024

  poetry

• [you know who you are]

  I kept your name like a splinter beneath my skin,A jagged reminder of where you’d been.You left me stranded in your storm, soaked and bare,Your love was a bonfire; your lies filled the air. Memory drips like rain through a fractured roof,Pooling in corners, elusive but proof.Now I sift through the ashes of what you…

  amelia james poetry

  December 31, 2024

  poetry

  American author, author, poem, poetry, spoken word, words

• [haunted]

  Does it haunt you My ghost right where you left me All those years ago The phantom memory burns Hot like a branded steed The hole of your love Aches with all these years gone by The hallmark love We once shared Was ripped to shreds The night she stole our bed Does it haunt…

  amelia james poetry

  December 29, 2024

  poetry

  American author, author, poem, poetry, spoken word, words