Tag: Introspection
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What My Silence Would Say If It Could Speak: When Silence Learns to Speak
What if silence was never empty—only patient? In this intimate free-verse journey, silence becomes a living presence: listening, remembering, forgiving, and slowly widening into cosmic awareness. Moving from the unsaid within the self to the vast quiet of the universe, this poem explores how stillness carries truth, how restraint shapes identity, and how silence, when…
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If My Inner Critic Had a Name
If my inner critic had a name, it would be Pebble—small enough to ignore, heavy enough to alter my gait. It never shouts. It measures. It waits. And for years, I mistook its weight for truth. #FreeVersePoetry #InnerLandscape #PhilosophicalWriting #SelfInquiry #PebbleGalaxy
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A Compliment I Never Forgot
I was not looking for it. That matters. The compliment arrived the way dew does—already there when I noticed the morning. It didn’t praise my voice or crown my certainty; it named my patience with mystery, and in doing so, rearranged how I remembered myself. #FreeVerse #ReflectivePoetry #ListeningAsArt #InnerCosmos #PebbleGalaxy
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The Place I Return To
There is a place I visit often without packing a bag, without buying a ticket. It lives between thoughts and breath, where time pauses long enough for me to remember who I am. #InnerJourney #FreeVersePoetry #CosmicReflection #PebbleGalaxy #QuietPlaces
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A Rule I Broke to Find My Own Orbit That Worked in My Favor
I was taught that rules hold the world upright, that stopping is dangerous and silence invites loss. But when I paused—quietly, without rebellion— the noise fell away, and I heard something older than fear, something patient as trees and vast as the stars reminding me that stillness, too, is a form of becoming. #FreeVersePoetry #InnerJourney…
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Echoes in the Cache
A journey through hidden fragments of curiosity and desire, tracing the self from private clicks to cosmic reflection. #FreeVerse #DigitalSelf #Introspection #CosmicThoughts #PoetryCommunity
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A Conversation I Still Replay in My Head: The Conversation That Never Learned to End #WriteAPageADay
Some conversations do not end when the voices fall silent. They linger like heat in stone after sunset, replaying themselves in the quiet hours, reshaping who we are each time we listen again. This poem traces one such exchange—intimate, unfinished, and slowly expanding into a meditation on memory, gravity, and the vastness that listens back.…
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The Silence the Snow Brings
Snow does not arrive — it listens. It lowers the world’s voice until even thought learns to whisper. In that quiet, something ancient stirs, reminding us that stillness is not the absence of life, but its most patient form. #TheSilenceTheSnowBrings #WinterStillness #InnerJourney #CosmicQuiet #PebbleGalaxy
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The Librarian in My Teacup
A librarian sleeps inside my teacup, turning pages with steam-soft hands. Each sip releases a hush of footnotes, citations swirling in the milk… She stamps my heart OVERDUE and locks the door from within. #poetry #surrealverse #innerworlds #whimsywriting #microfantasy
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Trailer for 2026 – A vision reel of the year ahead
2026 begins not with noise, but with a heartbeat. Not with resolutions, but with remembering— how light learns to rise through the prism of intention. This is not another year, this is the sequel to transformation. #TrailerFor2026 #FreeVerse #VisionPoem #Becoming #NewBeginnings #PoeticJourney #CreativeVision #MindfulLiving #WritingCommunity #2026Goals #PersonalGrowth #PurposeAndPresence
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