Mental Health

Let's Be True to Self
Just like they say a vampire can’t tolerate garlic and runs away — I strive to make myself so true to who I am, driven by ikigai,
By Seema Patel10 months ago in Poets
make you dull. Content Warning.
There once was a woman who was treated so badly as a girl that once she became a w o m a n she tried to make herself so
By Belle10 months ago in Poets
Appreciation
Appreciation goes a long way It can decide whether one walks or stays It can come in many forms And help one weather many a storms
By Abi Rose Travis10 months ago in Poets
Choice
Will she always be just an option The woman who is wanted But never chosen The one who always goes all in Only to be left in the shadows
By Abi Rose Travis10 months ago in Poets
You never tell. Just say I am ok
You never tell. Just say I am ok You smile. You always do. Say you’re fine, say it’s nothing, when it’s everything. Your head’s a fog
By Marie381Uk 10 months ago in Poets
As My Solitude Time Dwindles
We live in a world where loneliness is rampant — and yet, some of us crave solitude so deeply.
By Seema Patel10 months ago in Poets
Parenting and Earning with Limited Time
Anger is bad. Avoid it, they say. Easy to advise — hard not to fall prey. You need money to raise children.
By Seema Patel10 months ago in Poets
A Guide To Sleep
Overwhelmed and tired, but still I type away, Eyes wide open, waiting for the sun’s first ray, But sleep will only slip further away.
By A.Angelina10 months ago in Poets
Kindness, When Does It Hurt?
The more unconditionally you treat someone, the less seriously they take you. If whatever you ask, I immediately agree; if whatever you ask for, I give it to you; if I forgive every mistake, and accept any harm, then consider these things:
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing10 months ago in Poets
What Maturity looks like
You asked me if I know what maturity is— It’s not fleeing to another’s arms when a storm brews between us. It’s standing in the rain,
By Diani Alvarenga10 months ago in Poets
You Trust In Money?
Stress over money Stress over credit Stress over student loan debt Stress over bills Do not insult my God like that!
By L.I.E10 months ago in Poets
I Heard a Voice — It Was From a Woman
They made me burn, They left me scars Still, I stand unbroken and shine like a star I heard a voice, It was from a woman.
By Muskan Writes10 months ago in Poets