Gratitude

Living for What You Love
You only have one life, so you'd rather live for what you love than waste it on unreasonable people. Sometimes, a person may hate you, criticize you, or even say harsh words to attack you, and the reason may be more mysterious than you think.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
Indomitable
An annual. That means you're good to bloom for a season, and then you quietly succumb to your pre-determined deterioration and become one with the dust from whence you came.
By Colleen Waltersabout a year ago in Poets
Today’s gift
Awake! Crack open an eye As another day dawns Don’t think twice or wonder why Stretch! Stifle those yawns 🥱 Life is too sweet to miss a moment.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶about a year ago in Poets
Don’t Walk My Path
Don’t Walk My Path Don’t walk my path, it’s worn with weight not yours to bear, not yours to hate I’ve earned each stone beneath my feet
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
I Walk The Same Street Each Day
I Walk The Same Street Each Day I walk the same bit of road same dog barking behind the gate same woman peering through her blinds
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
The Tree Of Life
The Tree Of Life No fruit I picked was made of gold no flame nor crown, no tales retold just quiet branches holding air and words I found already there
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Fountainheads and Dragonflies
A garden of bliss A sudden hiss Flowers of every hue The frog jumps into view Time becomes slow An echo, “oh-OH!” Fountainheads
By Mother Combsabout a year ago in Poets
Fingerprint of Purpose
I closed my eyes… and found myself in the dark. But not the kind of darkness that swallows — no. This one whispered. This one waited.
By Asanda M..about a year ago in Poets
The Soft Places I Landed
There are things that kept me here when I didn’t have the strength to stay for myself— quiet things, steady things, things that never asked me to explain the heaviness
By Emmie Falboabout a year ago in Poets
I Put Viagra in His Tea
I Put Viagra in His Tea What happened next astonished me I put Viagra in his tea what happened next astonished me the teabag went stiff, with an awful whiff
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk about a year ago in Poets
Why Chase Perfection When Peace Awaits?
There are always various imperfections in life. At this time, we need to learn to lower our standards appropriately and not care too much about certain things. Only by giving up self-blame and pickiness can you find your true self and happiness and joy.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
A Garden Says Thank You Like This!
A garden can’t talk Not verbally like humans do. But it speaks, In silent, sacred ways. It shows love. It offers thank you.
By Seema Patelabout a year ago in Poets