I embarked on a profound journey as I put pen to paper, fervently writing words that encapsulated my essence. With every stroke, I felt a surge of empowerment, as if I were pouring my heart and soul onto the page. This was not merely an act of self-expression, but a declaration of resilience in the face of adversity. Inscribing my thoughts, I recognized that this endeavor was not solely for myself. It served as a testament to all the times I had adamantly refused to succumb to life’s trials and tribulations. Each word was a defiant shout, a battle cry … Continue reading I was writing for me. I was writing for all the times I refused to die

In life’s journey, there are moments when sadness knocks on our door. It arrives uninvited, seeking to share its lessons with us. It is important to allow sadness to visit, to listen to its whispers, and learn from its teachings. It may bring tears and heartache, but it also holds valuable insights. Yet, we must remember that sadness should not overstay its welcome. Once we have absorbed its wisdom and understood its purpose, we must gently guide it towards the exit. We should not let it linger in our hearts for longer than necessary. Instead, we must keep the door … Continue reading Allow sadness to visit. Allow sadness to come by and give you a few lessons, but never allow sadness to stay

In the tumultuous battlefield of love, there exist wounds that cut far deeper than the surface. They are storms, fierce and unrelenting, capable of ravaging the entirety of one’s being. And you, my love, unleashed upon me a tempest of such magnitude, tearing me apart with the harshest of winds and the bitterest of rains. Within the vast expanse of my vulnerable heart, your presence once flourished like a gentle breeze, promising warmth, and solace. But as time unfurled its relentless wings, an ominous shift began to stir within you, gradually transforming your love into a tempestuous force that spared … Continue reading My vulnerable heart

Stay away from lovers who only want you in parts. They crave your body but disregard your mind, reducing you to nothing more than a vessel for their pleasure. These individuals seek to lure you into a world where your legs are open, but your mouth remains closed, imprisoning your thoughts and emotions. They see beauty in your physical form but disdain the power of your voice, fearing its potential to challenge their dominance. Be cautious of those who silence you with their affection. They may praise your smile as their favorite feature, but behind those words lies control and … Continue reading Stay away from lovers who only want you in parts

In the kingdom of love, its flame may never truly extinguish, but there are nights when it seems to withdraw, closing its doors upon you. In those moments, your heart spills over like a hard night upon an empty pavement, and there is no comforting presence to shield you from the cold. You find yourself wandering, barefoot and half-crazed, questioning if there was ever a door that truly welcomed you in. Perhaps love, in its enigmatic nature, is not always a steady beacon guiding you home. It can be elusive, leaving you to navigate the labyrinth of emotions on your … Continue reading Wandering, barefoot and half-crazed …

In the quiet moments before sleep, who wouldn’t yearn for the soothing embrace of a poem, delicately woven with words that dance upon the mind? Who wouldn’t delight in having their eyelashes likened to the golden rays of the morning sun, gently filtering through a window, casting a warm glow upon their face? To be a child once more, cradled in the arms of the one you love, nestled beneath the covers, is a cherished desire. To listen to bedtime stories, where the tales intertwine with your own existence, where he becomes a lonely farmer and you, a fallen star. … Continue reading Who wouldn’t yearn for the soothing embrace of a poem?

In the vast expanse of the sea, a worn-out ship sailed, carrying with it the weight of pain. Like the fierce Greek fire, this pain intensified as it was discarded, cast away by you in an attempt to rid yourself of its burden. But as I, the sea, tried to embrace this pain, to submerge it deep within my waters, it only grew stronger, consuming you in its fiery grip. You, in your anguish, cursed and wept at my seemingly cruel nature. How could I, the sea, be so heartless as to allow this pain to consume you? Desperate to … Continue reading I, the sea, You, The worn out ship

Pressed between the pages of your heart, I long to be a chapter in the book of your dreams. Let my words intertwine with your own, creating a narrative that resonates with the depths of your soul. Together, we can craft a story that captures the essence of your desires, the emotions that dance within you, and the wisdom you wish to impart. Tucked away in a cedar chest, alongside the remnants of what once brought you joy, let me be a cherished treasure. Like a forgotten relic, I yearn to be rediscovered, to evoke memories of a time when … Continue reading Dear writer,

Take me on a journey, to a majestic mountain, standing tall and distant. Are you gripped by the fear of falling? Allow the wind to be your guide, your conscience. Listen to that voice within you, the one that has slumbered for countless centuries. It is the voice that breathed life into my existence, resonating like an echo within a serene cave. That very voice spilled forth blood, sweat, and rivers of emotions within me. Read me, immerse yourself in my words. Let them escape your lips, resonating in the open air. Inhale the crisp oxygen, refreshing your lungs, as … Continue reading Take me …

The wind always blowing in favor; Life shaping the landscape. The music of harmony and the beat of the heart Within the subtleties of my soul, I find a sunrise that illuminates my chest, filling it with warmth and hope. A smile reflects back at me, a reflection of the joy that resides within. As I walk upon the beautiful sands of time, I feel the wind always blowing in my favor, guiding me towards new experiences and opportunities. Life, like a skilled sculptor, shapes the landscape of my existence. It molds me, molds my experiences, and molds the world … Continue reading The subtleties of my Soul …