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Ghosts of Us
At night, I sit in the quiet air, Speaking to you, though you're not there. Your ghost feels close, yet out of reach, A shadow of love no words can breach.
By PSYGENIUS2 years ago in Poets
The Silent Strength of the Heart
Your good deeds will not be remembered by others, but your faults will be greatly magnified. So, don't be sad when others say bad things about you. In the eyes of people who don't like you, it's useless no matter how good you do.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
Chill Out, Click On
If I say 'blessings,' I don't mean wishing you success, wealth, or advancement. Instead, I hope you find relaxation, happiness, peace, freedom from sorrow, zero stress, true liberty, emotional balance, and joy, even in the simple pleasure of basking in the sun.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
one-fifty. Content Warning.
outside stilled chilly morning son no whiter than the daisy asleep for the plotting course beyond comparisons made for it until it breaks
By ⸘jason alan‽2 years ago in Poets
Rise With Joy
I choose to wake up every morning with joy Not with fear that gives me heart palpation Nor with sadness that creates a frown
By L.I.E2 years ago in Poets
The Hidden Purpose in Every Encounter
Everyone who enters your life has a purpose. Those who like you bring warmth and courage. The one you like teaches you to love and self-control.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
Cultivating a Growth Mindset
If you reflect seriously on the process, it is not possible for us to turn into impeccable people suddenly, shed a few sizes instantly, or develop some virtuous practice in one day.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
Bouquet
Slender is the rose That sashays in its clothes Wonder is the lily Who’s existence thrills me A blossoming ranunculus Tickling every sensation of my homunculus
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Dance of time
Time-the river that is never asleep- Flows on, bends in its course; it keeps, Something there unseen is ever near it, whispers in a soft
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️2 years ago in Poets
Whispers of Nature
Beneath the sky so vast and blue, Lies nature's heart, forever true. The rustling leaves, the river's song, A symphony that's aged, yet strong.
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️2 years ago in Poets
Age is Just a Number: Your Life, Your Rules
There's no need to tie every life goal to a specific age. The real essence of life lies in experiences, perceptions, and growth. It's a misconception that certain things must be done at certain ages. In fact, your true life journey begins when you discover your passions.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
The Brave one . AI-Generated.
Beneath the stormy skies so gray, Where shadows linger and light gives way, There walks a soul, steadfast and strong, A heart that beats to its own bold song.
By Taviii🇨🇦♐️2 years ago in Poets