Poetry

Triggered

Tempted to say don't do that, yet knowing the intent was pure holds me back, Tempted to say I'm not okay, yet the love to keep one happy and sane disables me from speaking out. Often carefully selecting my choice of words to give a voice to my troubled mind, I remain silent. ... Everything… Continue reading Triggered

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Scream

Bottled energy, unable to let it out, He meant well yet I am triggered. Contained emotions eating me up inside, A shared post intended to soothe, I'm triggered. ... See at times all it takes is a reminder that I am not okay Okay I thought I was, until... well until I saw that post.… Continue reading Scream

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Truth – Seeking

How do we draw the line between reality, truth, and fiction? This year, I've been spending a decent amount of time trying to understand the world and the essence of life. What drives me in the interest in understanding why the human race does what it does, with that, I've realized that truth seeking is… Continue reading Truth – Seeking

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Holding Back

Have you ever been in a situation where you ask yourself, am I stunting my own growth? I've been a victim of this, sub-consciously stunting my growth, not giving myself a fair share at success. For me, it feels like self sabotage - behaviors or thought patterns that hold you back and prevent you from… Continue reading Holding Back

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Longing

Rolling warm water droplets upon thy's face, That's what happens when one forgets to breathe Aching shell, the manifestation of thy's inner turmoils I hate the cold, reminder of one's fragile nature Longing for salvation, the catalyst of hope, Tormented by thy's thoughts, with the hindrance in expression, one silently looks to the sky, As… Continue reading Longing

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Rain

With a touch of cold, you appeared in the sky, soaking every aspect of me, I almost forgot how you feel, a feeling I do not miss. In rumbling skies, you appeared unannounced, wetting everything in your path, I nearly had forgotten the mood that accompanied your presence. With knocks, you creep up at the… Continue reading Rain

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Repose

She hasn't been sleeping, Tossing and turning to be woken up by sunrise. She hasn't slept much, Growing dark circles resting on her eye bed, drenched in attempts at productivity. She's been up, Eyes opened, cultivating the skill of micro analysis of Thyself. See, she's been refraining from direct contact, Unable to iterate her experiences… Continue reading Repose

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Altered reality

Hiding one's imperfections behind layers of human friendly paint, Concealing aspects of thy's creation, essences uniquely individually possessed Can thy claim to know love Over critical of one's appearance, borderline abusing habits suppressing one's physical expansion Can ones claim to know appreciation Unable to see past the compliments, staring at one's reflection like "a few… Continue reading Altered reality

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Perspective

From her view point, it's hard, Unable to fully express herself in fear of being misunderstood is a her daily bread, In her eyes, things could be better, Idling, reminiscing, pondering, maximizing the glimpse of bliss from her pass she dearly missed Her soul reassures her, Wiping the water droplets born from her eye bed,… Continue reading Perspective

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To my virtual community

Hey, For today I thought I would share something different, this is for all of you followers/subscribers and anyone reading this right now: Often I ponder on my purpose on this earth, Wondering if there is a meaning behind my birth, As I move with intent to be better, to create content with a meaning,… Continue reading To my virtual community