Tag: chaos
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When It Is Chaos, Creation Is Near
When life unravels, creation quietly prepares its canvas. This poem journeys through the pulse of disorder, the breath of calm, and the eternal dance between clarity and truth. In every chaos lies a whisper of becoming—a reminder that what breaks also creates. #FreeVerse #PoetryOfLife #InnerCalm #SpiritualAwakening #ChaosAndCreation #TruthSurvives #MindfulPoetry #PoeticJourney #SoulReflections #IntrospectiveWrites
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Never Saw One Quite Like It — Craving For The Art of Organized Chaos
“In the heart of every storm lies a rhythm waiting to be named. My middle name is chaos—but not the kind that destroys. It’s the kind that rearranges, reshapes, and creates hope out of fragments, where even disarray hums like a song being born.” #Poetry #FreeVerse #SelfDiscovery #IntrospectiveWriting #Hope #ChaosAndOrder #CreativeSoul #OrganizedChaos #SpiritualAwakening #PoeticJourney
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The Unraveling of Bliss: A Symphony of Disarray #poetry #potd
You said inner peace is a state of bliss. I believed you. I swallowed your words like honey, expecting sweetness forever. But life is not a lake without ripples, nor a world free of storms. I have learned to dance with the chaos, to let go of what I cannot hold. And now, I ask—where…
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My Rules to Getting Stuff Done #WriteAPageADay #700
Completion is a mirage. No masterpiece is ever done, only abandoned at the right moment. I do not chase the end—I let it find me when it is ready.
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EVNNE Embraces Life’s Chaos with Bold Energy in HOT MESS – Their 4th Mini Album
EVNNE’s latest release, HOT MESS, marks a bold new direction for the group, moving away from their tight, organized choreography to embrace a free-spirited and chaotic vibe. With a vibrant blend of pop-rock, playful visuals, and self-reflective lyrics, the album reflects their growth as artists, celebrating life’s messiness and unpredictability.
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Resilience Amid Chaos: A Poetic Journey Through War Between Russia And Ukraine, and Hope
In the realm of chaos, where darkness thrives, Hard times descend, as war’s fire ignites. Missiles and drones, their deadly dance they play, A symphony of destruction, night and day. Amidst the shadows, sleep eludes my weary eyes, For fear’s grip tightens as each moment flies…
