How can love define itself? The answer is no love cannot name its own depth. Yet, it feels the dark… a dark that patiently waits for a single flicke...Read more
Blooming_daisy

#Healer poet...... What you accept from me is only healing🫴🪷..... And every person is a creative beauty✨ who knows how to heal himself/ herself.... 🪄🕊🌼
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In search of infinity I found fresh flowers love breathing through their brief bloom. Days passed The petals fell. Again, I searched, and found fals...Read more
As the heart of the unknown, Sang in the wild; A soul woke up, A soul of a child. The child was none other, Than the moon's itself; A guiding lig...Read more
To seize the day Is to size your life To shine when all is dark To find the hope In a treasured soul Sink no longer Swim to surface When the light wi...Read more
war against lazy life war against toxic mind war against sleepy nights war against the carnal mind war against distraction war for yourself to ac...Read more
Pinned
I wish she knew how my heart moves every time she walks into the room— how it rises, like it’s trying to meet hers halfway without my permission. I w...Read more
1. Because humans spend their breath tearing each other apart on every screen that lights up 2. Because humans greet one another by measuring skin bef...Read more
Dreams are not mere dreams they are devotion, a silent promise I make to myself. To break every barrier, to step toward the freedom of happiness. When...Read more
Read the following four line poem written by Langston Hughes. Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly ...Read more
The late night melody Strikes with a hollow echo. I sit alone, In stillness, A pendulum of rhythm swinging gently. This quiet ache is vast I cannot ...Read more
I don’t forget the nights I cried or words that cut too deep, I don’t ignore the promises you couldn’t always keep. But growth is loud in silence, in ...Read more
I’ll have a blue Christmas I already know Same old decorations Same old snow Your handwriting’s still on the list Things we never got around to I kee...Read more
the fire divine, strong feminine energy, forever mine. it never betrayed me through a storm or strife. The calm in my mind holds steady and true u...Read more
Your beauty Resembles a Vase coated In a blue shade, With gold as it's Trim. The lines of wire Zip around the Curves. The shiny coat Makes me drea...Read more