Mental Health

Abused Mirror
I was their mirror to vent out, to crash, to reflect their own vulnerability and moods. No talking, no questioning. They knew it better
By Sun Bee2 years ago in Poets
"The Secret Formula for Success: The 4 Virtues You Can't Ignore!"
"Living in Harmony: Efficiency, Knowledge, Health & Lasting Happiness" Among life's many virtues, one stands tall, Efficiency, the key to giving our all.
By PRABAL TR PRO2 years ago in Poets
If I Could Only Spend an Hour with a Me Who Could Have Been
If I could only spend an hour With a me that might have been Would it feel like inheriting an heirloom The way the bondage of my childhood
By Maia Gadwall the metAlchemist2 years ago in Poets
3/4/25
Falling up to the sky Kiss the moon The swallow’s swoon The clouds cry on the plain Rotting corpses rule the day Shards of the gods wandering aimlessly
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Weird Or What
Weird Or What Who said I am weird? Look at yourself Counting shadows like secrets, Chasing thoughts you never tell. I wear my colors loud,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
Toilet Seats. . Top Story - March 2025.
I don’t have to be here. Not really. Not like before, when the walls were the only arms that ever held me, when the lock on the door
By Marvelous Michael2 years ago in Poets
Crazy In Love
he was swept up in the moment she was swept up in his arms she wondered if she loved him or just swept up in his charms he offered her forever
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
🌿 The Weight of Unspoken Words
A Poem on the Echoes of Silence and the Power of Finding One’s Voice I have swallowed words like stones, Heavy, sinking, left unknown.
By Ahmet Kıvanç Demirkıran2 years ago in Poets
Are We All Just Running Our Own Marathon?
Life is not life when you get what you want; life is life when things go wrong. You think what you missed is youth, but no, what you gained is youth. Don't just remember to look up at the moon in the sky every day; also remember to pick up six pennies on the ground occasionally.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing2 years ago in Poets
Printed in INK (Cinquain #2). Top Story - March 2025.
When the year is old and the day Is young, When the wake of spring, brings complacent men, And the stars come out when the darkness swung
By Caitlin Charlton2 years ago in Poets
No love letters.No big Romance
No love letters.No big Romance She waited for his letters, still and quiet, Nights passed like shadows on the wall. She told herself he’d write tomorrow,
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 2 years ago in Poets
A Controlled State Of Mind
We held galaxies in our hands. In that moment, we understood forever. Molding life, changing history. We were forever. Or at least we could be. Glistening street lights shining through the rain on the window. We are human, we are temporary. But I’d like to hope that someday I could live in that moment forever.
By Stevie Jay2 years ago in Poets