Prose
A reminder for the rest of the year
I hope you have experienced moments that bewildered the light in you, I hope in the moments of darkness, you have held onto the hand of sanguinity. In the moments where you wanted to cry, I hope you have sobbed your heart out over whatever makes you sad, in the atrocities of time and the beauty of life, I hope you had your moments of celebrating the beauty of you and the growth you have embraced. To have moments of doubt and regret for not being able to achieve what you desired to achieve, mourn over who you were, and embrace the joy of who you are and the light that you are about to step into.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
The Silent Resilience
The Silent Resilience I often talk about the resilience and strength that lies within us to be the best version of ourselves everyday. The growth that envisions the dreams we embody, and the manifestations we yearn for to come true. All of them are reflections of how the world within us forges itself, whether we are at peace with ourselves or our existence belies in the chaos of being alive.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
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I could give a warm hug at night you know the one that when it’s cold outside yeah I can give it all the time. It’s just mine has to be right because if it’s jaded and scrambled if it’s in the crossfires are dealing with my mental it’s going to war with demons inside and outside and I’m kind of cold all the time .
By Devin Sanchez2 years ago in Poets
