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⸘jason alan‽Published about 5 hours ago in PoetsI better go
tears agony obstacles daily setbacks beatings Now or tomorrow? I already know I rarely experience peace. Is it because I'm an orphan?
Gloria PenelopePublished 2 days ago in PoetsJust being kind is enough in this world?
There’s a well-known saying that suggests financial strength is the source of anyone’s confidence; money, it claims, can remedy all inferiority complexes. The notion is that kindness is futile — excellence is the key.
Emily Chan - Life and love sharingPublished 2 days ago in PoetsIs Life Perfect? You know the answer already!
Life might not be perfect, but your strength, optimism, hard work, and courage can make it better. By overcoming the challenges in your heart, you can confidently face the obstacles ahead.
Emily Chan - Life and love sharingPublished 2 days ago in PoetsYour thoughts
The power of thoughts our thoughts, your thoughts. There's nothing on earth can control you more than your thoughts. Your thoughts can harm you.
Gloria PenelopePublished 3 days ago in PoetsI'm lost
The chuckling comes from a distance. There is no trace of people. There are no signs of footsteps either. Walking through a dry desert.
Gloria PenelopePublished 3 days ago in PoetsSand Castles
Sand castles upon the sand Created from seemingly nothing They never know how low or high the tide is How long their time will last
Atomic HistorianPublished 3 days ago in PoetsJust like the rock
the large rock strong and hard on top of the mountain It doesn't move. It has never moved. It's been there for years. since God created it.
Gloria PenelopePublished 4 days ago in PoetsGod will wreck your plans if your plans wreck you
The most benevolent outrage ever silenced were the gallant echoes of the mind. In the dreariest of tremors, the tiniest fragment of hope prevails,
Hridya SharmaPublished 4 days ago in PoetsWho waved from my mother's flat?
Yesterday, I had an inexplicable experience during my visit to my mom's home in Belgium that has left me baffled. Every few months, I travel from Paris to see her, keeping up a tradition we've had for 17 years - she waves goodbye to me from her third floor window as I walk to the bus stop down the path outside her apartment building.
spooky sessionPublished 4 days ago in PoetsNight Visitor
This unforgettable experience happened to me several years ago. One night, as I lay in bed trying to fall asleep, my black cat Sabrina scratched at my bedroom door, wanting to go outside.
spooky sessionPublished 4 days ago in PoetsWalking On a Daydream
We'z walking on a daydream soakin' up the clouds strollin' on a sunbeam that make the world go round We'z skipping to a rhythm
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 4 days ago in Poets