Tag: introspective writing
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The Place That Knows My Name
There is a place I return to without moving, a shoreline of memory where waves are made of voices and unfinished prayers. It is not on any map, yet it waits beneath my breathing, a quiet country of light and salt that keeps remembering me. #Poetry #FreeVerse #SpokenWord #EmotionalPoetry #FavoritePlace #InnerJourney #Nostalgia #TravelPoetry #Memory #ModernPoetry
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When People Give Advice, Always Look at Whether It Has Worked for Them
Advice is easy to give, but rarely easy to live. In this long free verse reflection, the poet explores the quiet irony behind human wisdom — how people speak from wounds, from hope, or from habits they haven’t yet broken. It’s a poem about discernment — about listening not to the words, but to the…
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The Return of the Forgotten Light #BlogchatterHalfMarathon @Blogchatter
There was a time I folded my dreams behind the curtain of responsibilities, believing adulthood meant forgetting color. Years later, a child’s painting woke something sleeping inside me— and I found myself returning to the silence between brush and breath. What I thought I gave up had simply been waiting for the day I’d remember…
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When I Changed My Mind About Strength
We grow up believing that strength means silence, achievement means exhaustion, and healing means forgetting. But there comes a moment when life whispers otherwise—when you realize that softness can be power, forgiveness can be freedom, and changing your mind is the bravest act of all. This introspective free verse explores the tender evolution of belief,…
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Veins of the Unseen Leap: Volcanoes Don’t Ask Permission Before They Erupt #poetry
I didn’t leap. I dissolved. I bled into the moment where fear could no longer hold form, and the world, instead of answering, became a question back— louder, stranger, wider than any map could hold. What does risk look like when it isn’t an act but a becoming? A poetic descent into the chaos and…
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The Hat I Found Back: A Poetic Journey Through Pain, Joy, and Paradox
The hat I found back is no mere object; it is a reliquary of paradox—a shrine to the ache of existence and the fleeting beauty of joy. Worn not on the head, but on the soul, it bridges the dualities of pain and joy, despair and ecstasy. Can you hold this knowledge without shattering?
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Encountering Legends: A Haunting Meeting with Fame and Infamy in the City’s Shadows
In the dusky hour where light and shadow blur, I encountered a figure of myth, neither entirely famous nor infamous, but something between—a haunting presence that left me questioning where legend ends and truth begins. Who we are, in fragments and whispers, can haunt the world in unexpected ways.
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The Depths Within: Uncovering the Oceanic Nature of People Beyond Their Surface #Poetry
People are like oceans, vast and uncharted, concealing more beneath the surface than meets the eye. This piece dives into the intricate layers within each soul, revealing the hidden depths and unspoken stories that define who we truly are. Join me on a journey beneath the waves, where mystery and meaning intertwine.
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