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A Song of the Seeker's Way
I have wandered the long paths asking, and asking Through cities teeming with ten thousand voices Across prairies where wildlife share secrets to the wind
By Tim Carmichael4 months ago in Poets
Was It a Goodbye, or a Dream We Never Lived?
Sometimes, the loss of someone you were never with can hurt more than a breakup. You never truly had them, so you never got the chance to say goodbye. Your feelings are stuck in limbo, unable to return to friendship or become a real relationship. A million words are in your heart, but in the end, you have to swallow them all. This relationship never even began, so you feel like you have no right to be sad, yet you feel sadder than anyone else.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing4 months ago in Poets
The Pain
If I do not change I only have myself to blame For I am who I am Because of the pain Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian4 months ago in Poets
When
When the world tells you to shrink, Stretch your arms wide Speak with the voice that is “Too Much” You were not made to whisper.
By Brooklyn Bella4 months ago in Poets
Catch the trauma
Release the trauma and let it spread where it should, deep enough to reach with your hand. She still can't remove it, trauma isn't that easy to grasp, but why not try to heal it, calm her nerves, and turn it into something better than it ever was? She decided for herself that it was better to turn it into something happier, more joyful, more meaningful than remaining in this form of eternal human trauma. She decided to pack her bags and move to a dragon's cave, where at least she could fly high and soar through the blue sky and clouds, leading a much more interesting life than eternally tormenting a defenseless human being. She healed her soul. She freed her child from the harm caused by her lies and attacks, and then an adult appeared, completely judged by everyone as a good being, whom no one really wanted to help and save after the trauma, transferred to a cage. The adult came to visit her to see how she was doing and if she was still wasting her life, traumatizing her family and all the people from afar.
By Darkos4 months ago in Poets
Silent scream
Behind it all is my crushed heart. Behind the smile is my silent scream. Behind it all is a heart on the verge of giving up.
By Gloria Penelope4 months ago in Poets
Do His Words Define Your Future?
It only took him a few seconds to say those few words, yet it has taken you so long to move on. Don't build your life around what he said. Don't let his casual words become an impenetrable wall that blocks your progress.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing4 months ago in Poets
my working conditions
It's quite simple, really. Something that trickles is the best soundtrack, Whether water or music is subjective. A space - room, building, chair -
By Isabella Nesheiwat4 months ago in Poets
What Happens After the Heartbreak?
You've cried and you've reflected. You won't regret it; you've learned what you've learned. You'll leave all those regrets and heartbreaks here and keep moving forward.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing4 months ago in Poets
Thunderstorm of poverty.
Life, though! Everything appears to be a chaos. Throughout her daily life. She's feeling very lonely. Within the thunderstorm of poverty.
By Gloria Penelope4 months ago in Poets
Was This Goodbye the Right One?
In reality, your happiness didn't last long. But afterward, you were still alone and heartbroken for so long. You knew that love wasn't fair.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing4 months ago in Poets
desire exists
the night doesn't scare me anymore. but the darkness does. i don't know if it's ironic, or if it's a lazy contradiction.
By ⸘jason alan‽4 months ago in Poets