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Life
Why dost thou live? Life is a pointless and meaningless existence With nothing but deaths humble embrace at the end Boring, dull life
Sara CrippsPublished 8 months ago in PoetsIsraeli Soldier
She never murdered a Palestinian child, Woman or elder from this denomination. Yet, too many ignorant so-called humans filed
Patrick M. OhanaPublished 8 months ago in Poets- Content Warning
Ichika's Journey to Body Confidence and Mental Well-being
Ichika, a vibrant and spirited young woman, hails from the Land of the Rising Sun. She has a captivating presence, with eyes that sparkle like stars, and a smile that radiates warmth and kindness. While her journey has been marked by struggles and challenges, Ichika has emerged as a beacon of hope, teaching people to be confident in their bodies and fostering a positive attitude to support mental health.
StoryholicFindsPublished 8 months ago in Fiction The Mistletoe Accident
The two of them had just exchanged gifts out in the seated lobby with everyone else when Saqueesha decided she'd put all her things at her desk to get them out of the way of the party. She had gotten him a new watch band since his old one broke on his favorite watch. He had gotten her York peppermint patties and a Yoohoo because he thought he overheard her mention one time that those were part of a core memory for her. She turned the corner, walked down the overly-decorated-for-an-office hall, wondering how often he must be really listening if he remembered that one comment, and once her office chair was in view she realized she forgot her coat in the lobby. She quickly pivoted on her sparkly heels to turn around, unaware she was stepping on spilled eggnog. Her footing went out from under her completely, and Kristopor, who was trying to catch up with her to bring her coat, managed to catch her, but not before her head hit the doorframe. He asked her if she was alright and she responded saying she was embarrassed more than anything, just as she raised a hand to the back of her head and realized it was actually throbbing. As she stood upright he saw her wince and he assured her that they were alone so no one else saw, but suggested they go to the first aid station for an ice pack.
Chris SantiagoPublished 8 months ago in Fictioni bleed
red is the color of the blood i bleed when my veins cannot contain my soul and i draw lines on my thighs to release
Bending the Limits
In a small, picturesque town nestled between rolling hills and serene lakes, there lived a young woman named Isabella. She was not your ordinary girl; from the moment she was born, it was clear that she possessed a unique gift. Isabella had flexible bones, a condition that allowed her body to twist and bend in ways that would astonish anyone who witnessed it.
StoryholicFindsPublished 8 months ago in Fiction"Echoes of Life: Embracing the Journey"
🌟 Embrace the Journey 🌟 As I sit here, surrounded by the gentle rustling of leaves and the distant hum of nature, I am reminded of the incredible journey we call life. It's a journey filled with twists and turns, joy and sorrow, and countless opportunities to grow and learn. Each moment, a chance to paint our own unique story on the canvas of existence.
MOSTAFA SALMANPublished 8 months ago in PoetsMothering with Mental Illness
some days I don't know who I am I confuse myself with my bipolar disorder or my manic depression or the frantic breaths in my chest as the world spins
Lolly VieiraPublished 8 months ago in Poets