A poetic guide for love in the shadow of rumor

They spoke of him in alley smoke,
in whispered threads that words provoke.
But truth is not in every sound —
not all who speak are truthfully bound.

The world will hum its petty tune,
and gossip spreads like weeds in June.
Yet love must not be pulled by strings
that shadowed mouths and envy brings.

So pause before the heart reacts,
and breathe between the whispered facts.
The soul you know — is that not real?
No rumor sways what love can feel.

When Doubt Creeps In

If storms arise within your chest,
and trust is sore, no longer rest —
speak not in heat, nor silence cold,
but in the voice that’s calm and bold.

Ask, don’t accuse.
Listen, don’t lose.
Let gentleness become your shield,
and honesty, the sword you wield.

Love Is Work, Not Just a Flame

It flickers in the winds of fear,
but still it stays, if we hold near.
Relationships aren’t tales ideal,
they bruise and break — and yet, they heal.

So hold his hand through roughened air.
Meet conflict not with war, but care.
And should his truth match not your hope —
then leave with peace, not burning rope.

But if he stands with steady gaze,
and you believe despite the haze —
then silence noise, and love him well.
Let gossip ring, but do not dwell.

In Closing…

The world will always talk and spin,
but only you choose what stays in.
So trust your heart — and speak your part.
Let love be quiet, wise, and smart.

And when the world gets far too loud,
love softly, and remain unbowed.

Esti Mation