Mental Health

It Never Forgets
It Never Forgets Some say the rose remembers, though silence veils its breath, it gathers every whisper, it studies love and death.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
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By SAMURAI SAM: Wild Wayne6 months ago in Poets
a work in (slow) progress. Top Story - March 2026.
i move at a glacial pace how to explain the fuzz in my head the sifting through the thoughts to figure out which ones are clear
By ali6 months ago in Poets
Keep It Simple
“Things do not happen. Things are made to happen.” “Events” are brought about through deliberate planning and action, and do not happen ‘just by chance.’
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff6 months ago in Poets
Slaves of Them
The era of the abacus is over; computers rule today. No longer is free thought welcome; we’re drones until the grave. Yes, speech is still “free,”
By Edward Val6 months ago in Poets
Genuine Friendship
“Friendship isn’t about who you’ve known the longest — It’s about who came and never left your side.” A true friend will offer
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff6 months ago in Poets
Pace Yourself
“You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.” The beauty of human nature is that we have a real ‘thirst’ for knowledge.
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff6 months ago in Poets
Be Your Authentic Self
“Don’t change so people will like you. Be yourself and the right people will love the real you.” Being true to ourselves
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff6 months ago in Poets
A Smile
“You have no idea what people are going through in their life. Be kind, always.” We live in a busy world which is constantly changing,
By Ruth Elizabeth Stiff6 months ago in Poets
A Good Breakfast and Fresh Flowers
Others may leave, but you will always remain. So, eat a good breakfast every day, keep fresh flowers in your room, and occasionally buy yourself a gift. The secret of life is nothing more than this: what remains in your life amidst the tranquility is what you truly desire—what truly belongs to you. It doesn’t have to be much, but it must be good.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing6 months ago in Poets
Red Flowers in a Broken Sky
Red Flowers in a Broken Sky The flowers rise, like warnings in the air, Their red breath burning through a restless dream,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 6 months ago in Poets
My God. Content Warning.
Jaw clenched as they wrench down the door, a sharp crack, and then a wretched smell that knocked my spirit to the floor.
By Reece Beckett6 months ago in Poets