Soul Whispers
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Welcome to Soul Whispers. 🖋️✨ I capture raw emotions of life, love, and resilience. My poems seek light in darkness and hope in heartbreak. If my words touch you, please subscribe and join my journey. Your support is everything! 🙏❤️"
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The Art of Silence: Whispers of a Broken Heart
In the middle of a crowded street, I stand, A ghost with a pen in a hollow hand. We speak in echoes, we smile for show, But where do the tears of the midnight go? We build our walls with bricks of gold, To hide the stories that remain untold. A thousand "friends" in a digital space, Yet not a soul to touch your face. But even a star needs the dark to shine, And these broken pieces are purely mine. For in every crack where the light leaks through, I am finding a version of me that’s new.
By Soul Whispers7 days ago in Poets
The Echo of a Vanished Love
That person arrived out of nowhere, Only to drift away into the distant unknown. I once dreamt they would stay by my side, In the humble cottage of our love, forever home. Days turned to months, and months into years, Time flowed on, leaving me behind. I wonder now, in the life they lead, Is it happiness and joy they find?
By Soul Whispers12 days ago in Poets
The Girl at Platform No. 5: A Diary of Unspoken Farewells
Everyone at the station is in a hurry. Some are chasing dreams, while others are running away from memories. But I sit here, at the corner of the wooden bench, with a pen that knows more secrets than my heart can carry.
By Soul Whispers15 days ago in Poets
The Echoes of a Waiting Station: A Writer’s Journey through the Heart of Bengal
Life often feels like a crowded railway platform—full of noise, departures, and reunions. As a writer and a playwright, I have always found my best inspirations not in quiet rooms, but in the chaos of a busy station.
By Soul Whispers16 days ago in Poets
Burnt to Ashes: A Love Left Behind
I am burnt to ashes in the fire of love, The one I once held dear is now far above. My happiness has drifted to an unknown shore, To a place where I can find it no more. My joy has taken flight, soaring so high, Vanishing forever into the deep blue sky.
By Soul Whispers16 days ago in Poets
The Story of My Resilience: A Light in the Dark
I kept my word, and I stayed true, But the one I waited for—was never you. I wrote the story of turning my life around, In every struggle, a new strength I found. I lit a lamp in the deepest of night, Yet, you remained hidden, far from my sight. I waited for you, through the silence and pain, But you chose to vanish, like mist in the rain.
By Soul Whispers18 days ago in Poets
A Palette of Rain and Rainbows. AI-Generated.
Let the wall of clouds shatter, And a splash of rain begin to fall. Let someone love me today, Seeing the rainbow’s colors in it all. Dreams do come, time and again, But I wish for a hand to hold. Someone to walk beside me, Through stories yet untold. When the rain ends and the sun shines bright, Be my partner in that golden light. A face I can gaze upon forever, To soothe my eyes and leave me never.
By Soul Whispers19 days ago in Poets
The Hidden Power of Self-Reflection: A Guide to True Success. AI-Generated.
In the fast-paced world we live in, we often find ourselves running a race without knowing the destination. We observe others and compare our inner struggles with their outer success. But there is a profound truth: the most important conversation you will ever have is the one you have with yourself in front of the mirror. As the wise philosopher Osman Hadi often reflects, life is not about finding yourself; it’s about creating yourself. When we stop obsessing over what others think and start focusing on our personal growth, everything changes. Self-reflection is the mirror that shows us not just who we are, but who we can become. True success is not measured by your bank account, but by the peace in your heart. If you look for validation from the outside world, you will always be a prisoner. The moment you decide that your worth is defined by your effort, you become free..
By Soul Whispers19 days ago in Poets
The Sound of My Own Soul. AI-Generated.
The night is long and the stars are cold, Stories of silence are yet to be told. I walked through the shadows of yesterday’s pain, Searching for sunlight in the mi.ddle of rain. The heart was broken, the pieces were small, I thought I was lost, with no one to call. But in the quiet, a whisper I found, A strength deep inside, a beautiful sound. It wasn't a hero, it wasn't a friend, But the courage to start where I thought it would end. For the scars that I carry are not marks of shame, They are the maps of a soul that survived the flame. Now I rise like the dawn, steady and bright, Turning my darkness into my light. I am whole, I am free, I am more than my fears, The music of life is all that I hear..
By Soul Whispers19 days ago in Poets
