Tag: Mindfulness
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Where Thoughts Go When You Don’t Feed Them
Not every thought is worth your trust. Many are just echoes of the past—old fears in new clothes. This poetic meditation explores the mind’s craving for tension, its habit of jumping to conclusions, and the quiet liberation that begins when you stop feeding your thoughts and start listening to truth instead.
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for the Disconnected Self
No funeral marked the moment I lost myself, no eulogy read as I dissolved into scrolls, swipes, pings, alerts— digital rosaries I clutched more tightly than prayer.
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The All I Carry: A Poetic Meditation on What It Means to ‘Have It All’
What does “having it all” truly mean? In this deeply personal and lyrical reflection, I explore the quiet joys, the redefined ambitions, and the evolving truth of fulfillment. A tender, thoughtful answer to the question we often rush to answer—this is a poem for anyone searching for peace in a world that keeps shifting the…
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The Gospel of Gravity: A Manifesto for the Slothful Soul #poetry
In a world that sprints, I choose stillness. In a time that demands urgency, I savor slowness. This is not laziness—it is a revolution. This is not inaction—it is an art. The Gospel of Gravity unfolds in eighteen movements, a whispered rebellion against the tyranny of speed. Sit back. Breathe. The universe isn’t in a…
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The Unfolding of Silence: A Poetic Journey into Acceptance and Clarity #poetry
“Acceptance is not a bow, not a sigh, not a finality. It is a door opening to the only place you were ever meant to be.” A poetic exploration of the struggle to let go, the challenge of seeing things as they are, and the quiet liberation that comes with surrender. This piece moves through…
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The Unopened Hands of a Restless Mind
Life offers its gifts in whispers, but a restless mind cannot hear. This poem explores the struggle of accepting life’s offerings, the weight of doubt, and the art of unfolding into presence.
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My Morning Routine: A Chronicle #WriteAPageADay #680
I wake in the hush before the hush before the hush before the scream of the clock. The bed swallows me, spits me out. I negotiate with the morning stranger in the mirror, promising coffee in exchange for recognition. Somewhere, the day waits, a beast at the threshold—it does not ask if I am ready.
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Happiness is an Inside Job: A Poetic Exploration Across Perspectives #WriteAPageADay #825
Happiness isn’t a destination, a prize, or a fleeting emotion—it’s an ongoing dialogue between the self and the world. This poem takes you through shifting perspectives—to reveal that happiness was always within, waiting for you to listen.
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Echoes of Eternity: A Journey Through Time and Silence #W3Prompt #145
Who whispers through the void where silence sleeps? A journey through time, silence, and echoes, Echoes of Eternity weaves a tapestry of dreams and reflections, where every word reverberates and connects with the one before. A seamless flow, untouched by breaks, where the past and future dance together in an endless cycle. This echo verse…
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A Piece of Advice that Helps me Live Through the Tough Days #WriteAPageADay #600
I am a cactus in the desert of your mind, spines outstretched like fractured thoughts, prickling the edges of your consciousness. I cannot promise answers, but I offer lessons from my scars.
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