Mental Health

The Journey of Self-Realization
In the mirror's gaze, what do you see? A reflection of what is or what could be? Within every breath, every pulse of your heart,
By LASZLO SLEZAKabout a year ago in Poets
Not Here To Please You
You don't like my hair, So what! I don't care, You don't like my clothes, When did I start dressing as you, anyway? You don't like my body,
By Carol Ann Townendabout a year ago in Poets
Illusions, At Face Value
It's hard not to judge a book by its cover, especially when that cover is so hard‐ One can only wonder, What color is the heart behind a face of stone?
By Josh Morganabout a year ago in Poets
A Call to Resilience
When the laughter rings and the words cut deep, You sit in silence, letting your fears creep. Before the blows, find strength to fight,
By Archan Pandaabout a year ago in Poets
Overload
I smell the smoke before the fire ignites, taste the rain, then feel the hurricane. I hear the walls of the universe crumble
By Lizzy Roseabout a year ago in Poets
Sipping From The Siren: Hot Coffee and Trepid Thoughts
As steaming smoke snakes and rises, I see trepidation as wars escalate, bodies fall and missiles flash, it’s the 4th of July in reverse, ports closed, prices soar, a hurricane roars, overseas our money we pour
By Kenneth cruzabout a year ago in Poets
On healing in gallant echoes
I ponder over the hues of the zealous beauty of the sky, In the yonder of nothingness, time in its mirth passes by. The heavens and the earth, the kindness and the ugliness both coincide with their fate,
By Hridya Sharmaabout a year ago in Poets
Together As One . Content Warning.
Choke me with your deepest darkest detestation Burn me with sulphuric or nitric acid intent to disfigure, maime and torture
By Caitlin Charltonabout a year ago in Poets
Are We Living Fully in the Present Moment?
What I would advise you is not to get too worked up as to what will happen in three to five years. Take the moment and enjoy it, be happy. In one way or the other, we even overly plan for the future forgetting that life is actually in the present.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharingabout a year ago in Poets
Catharsis. Top Story - October 2024. Content Warning.
The blade’s silver glint caught my eye With each slice, a soft, muffled sigh My fingers trace the crimson streams Salted grief, down my cheeks, they gleam
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarranabout a year ago in Poets
Chagrin . Top Story - October 2024.
My skeleton turns ice cold and shatters while my cheeks absorb its heat, A bone-splinter windchime fraternizes with the reverberating laughter.
By Joe O’Connorabout a year ago in Poets
Finding Peace
The beginning of Peace is Insanity The journey to Sanity brings forth Truth, Light, Peace and Love For the fire that burns in the darkness is the light of the soul that guides all through that Dark Night to the Sun Rise of everlasting Creation.
By Dame Cassabout a year ago in Poets