Mental Health

Rising from the Storm: A Poetic Journey of Strength and Hope
This deeply personal and inspiring poem captures the raw emotions of struggle, doubt, and pain, transforming them into a message of strength and perseverance. It speaks to those who have faced hardship, reminding them that resilience is born in the darkest moments. With vivid imagery and a powerful rhythm, this poem serves as a beacon of hope, urging readers to rise, embrace their journey, and reclaim their inner power. Perfect for those seeking motivation, healing, and empowerment.
By Ankush Bhanwaria11 months ago in Poets
A love letter to all my beautiful women out there
Enclasped in the beauty of feminine, the world awed at her glance, In the mirth of her joy, the conundrums of empathic dualities started to dance.
By Hridya Sharma11 months ago in Poets
A Mind Torn Apart. Content Warning.
In the depths of my soul, a storm brews, Waves crashing against the walls I build. A fleeting moment of peace, then.... It’s gone,
By Cai Fox11 months ago in Poets
Shhh!
Shhhh! You been in a rage for the past two days Quiet down Calm down Confuse about everything Letting the pressure get to you
By L.I.E11 months ago in Poets
Echoing
the squalling cries coming from so deep I run out of breath shuddering hoarsely my jaw distending popping from its usual place
By K.B. Silver 11 months ago in Poets
Mirror Without a Face
Codependent Personalities and the Healing Process The Mirror Without a Face I know the hunger in your eyes, the weight you carry, how you cry.
By Katie L. Kashan11 months ago in Poets
The New Me
I used to laugh I used to smile That's in the past It's been a while Eyes where once bright So fierce and full of fight
By Chris Santiago11 months ago in Poets
Dangerous Wishes VI. Content Warning.
I am, again dealing with a... very certain, temptation, but... not with what one might think. I ask, again‐ Can I still be forgiven?
By Josh Morgan11 months ago in Poets
Torpor
Breaking news, alarming views, tattered shoes, the lives we lose. Shocking thoughts, feelings fraught, lives are bought, all for nought.
By Hannah Alexander11 months ago in Poets
Lady of the Night
(Verse 1) Trying to fade into the crowd, keeping my head low, Every whisper felt too loud, every step too slow. But the colors on my skin refuse to dim,
By Cadma11 months ago in Poets
Age
Age Just a number Not a child Never been Teen Don’t be silly I have been Old since Ever I can Sense Care of me
By K.B. Silver 11 months ago in Poets
Cherishing Connections in a World of Subtraction
Those who died yesterday may have been planning for tomorrow. Those who die in the morning may still be planning for the evening.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing11 months ago in Poets