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Destination

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I wear your idiosyncrasies like a tailored garment, each stitch a whisper of your secrets. The black dress, a silent witness to every hidden kiss, cradles memories of our past. Amid the relentless march of digital clocks, your essence intertwines with mine, a silent, unyielding bond. Navigating the bustling streets, I tread carefully, evading the reckless dance of runaway cars, yearning for more days to bask in the symphony of your breath. You are mine in a way distinct from the victor clutching a trophy; you are entwined within me, woven into the very fabric of my being, an inseparable … Continue reading Destination

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… and love for most of them, was this weak ugly way of being.

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In the corners of my soul, love once dwelled, a fragile presence, a tender whisper that left me too exposed, too vulnerable. It was a delicate dance, a hesitant embrace, an admission of the wildflowers that bloomed within my very being. But love, for most, was this frail, unseemly way of existing, a state that rendered me too open, too sincere about the secrets nestled in my bones, too fluid, too susceptible to the fires of passion. And so, I learned to apologize for love. I sat on my hands, restraining their longing to reach out. I curled up my … Continue reading … and love for most of them, was this weak ugly way of being.

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The other day …

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The other day, I took a deep breath and decided it was time to declutter my soul. I gathered up all the fears and stories that had been weighing me down, the guilt and memories that had been holding me back. I spread them out on the old floor of my house, examining each one before deciding their fate. I peeled off the layers of hypocrisies and envy, anger, and selfishness, letting them fall away like old paint chipping off a wall. I found the cracks and corners of my rusty heart where they had been hiding, and I released … Continue reading The other day …

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From far away …

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In the grand theater of life, there are those who deserve a front-row seat, basking in the glow of your love and light. Yet, there are others who, like distant stars, shine best from afar. It’s a delicate dance, this balancing act of affection and distance, of closeness and separation. Each relationship, a delicate thread woven into the tapestry of our existence, holds its own weight. Some lift us higher, like gentle zephyrs beneath our wings, guiding us towards the sunlit peaks of our aspirations. Others, like heavy burdens, pull us down into the abyss of doubt and despair. In … Continue reading From far away …

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Closed doors, keys that do not open the closed doors

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In the quiet moments, when the weight of closed doors bears down, and keys fail to turn the stubborn locks, leaving us in the shadows, we find ourselves lost in the labyrinth of our own making, yearning to unravel the secrets that lie beyond. The will, a persistent thread, weaves its nest in the verdant branches, nurturing dreams, patiently hatching eggs that seem reluctant to crack, while we wait for the butterflies to emerge, shedding their cocoons, Transforming into creatures of freedom, dancing in the sunlight. Yet, amidst the anticipation, the ‘Not’ emerges repeatedly, as if our lives were restless … Continue reading Closed doors, keys that do not open the closed doors

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My prayer for today:

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In the face of obstacles, may I choose gratitude for they are the stones that shape my journey. May I seek not to be consumed by selfish desires but to always strive for the best for others. May I grant me the wisdom to trust in the unknown and the courage to embrace mysteries. May I see the revelations in every moment and find the sacred in all that I behold. May my heart be open, my spirit free to walk the path of humility and grace May I remain thankful, always seeking the best and never be controlled by … Continue reading My prayer for today:

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Your love

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I thought about your love,and how it was significantly different from all of the others.I thought about your words and how every time you spoke it sounded like a quiet rainfall sent to quench the drought in my soul.I thought about your laughter and how it sent echoes of life through my worn out soul.I thought about your hands, and how the thought of them tangled in mine made me forget the weight life had handed them to carry. You gave me comfort,after I drained myself giving it to those around me.And you may think that’s what makes you different-but … Continue reading Your love

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The kiss

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Let me tell you a secret, a secret so sweet and so divine, that it cannot be contained within the confines of mere words. It must be shared in a whisper, a hushed exchange between our lips, where the truth can be felt and not just heard. Some secrets are too precious, too tantalizing to be spoken aloud. They must be savored, tasted, and felt with every fiber of our being. They are meant to be shared between souls, to create a bond that transcends mere conversation. So let me tell you this secret, let me share it with you … Continue reading The kiss

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My mistake

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In the absence of time, I let my watch slip away, its ticking hands forgotten amidst a world where time held no sway. Days melted into the embrace of sun and wind, and within, an armored heart found no solace, no way to truly live. My mistake was in resting my head upon his shoulder, where soft spoken words wove tales of music, letting the atmospheric melodies flood our beings. I soon realized the futility of grasping the boundless ocean within my hands, for its waves erode through action and patience, dissolving the steel that once encased my soul. A … Continue reading My mistake

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I do believe in this …

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I was born into the shackles of poverty, a life of struggle and hardship from the very start. But I refuse to be defined by my circumstances, for I hold no shame in being poor. For I am a seeker of knowledge, a believer in the power of learning and education. I strive to enrich my mind and soul, to rise above the limitations of my upbringing. I may not have material wealth, but I am rich in aspiration and determination. I hold onto the hope that one day my hard work and dedication will bear fruit, that my reward … Continue reading I do believe in this …