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Category: Writing and Poetry
I wrote you like a whispered verse, A secret learned, a tale rehearsed. To know your depths, to hold you near, And hide you in a kiss sincere — Where time dissolves and all is clear. I wished to learn your every sha » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
I wrote you like a verse… I longed to learn you, To know everything about you And hide you In a kiss Where everything feels just right… Let’s go somewhere! » Continue Reading
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Category: Music
There are melodies that do not ask for words. They arrive like soft light through lace curtains, like a memory returning when you least expect it. You do not need to understand them — your heart already does. There is a waltz that carries the scent of spring lilacs and dusty books. A waltz where each turn feels like a secret share » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
"This is a song we all hear — some learn to turn away, others follow it into the dark." There is a place where pride hums beneath every breath. It begins softly. A longing to be seen. The hunger to outgrow shadows and second glances. Th » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
If you fall in love with an artist, you will never die. You will live in brushstrokes, in shadows, in the glint of a painted eye. You will walk in fields of color, where no one else can tread, » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
It starts as a feeling— soft and unspoken, a whisper tucked inside your chest, almost like a secret waiting to bloom. That feeling grows. Slowly, quietly, it stretches its wings inside your heart, » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
There are moments that feel like endings, but really, they’re just the quiet part before a return. The last time you see a certain sunset before you leave home. The way a friend hugs you without words because goodbyes are too sharp to say out loud. The suitcase zipped up while your heart is stil » Continue Reading
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Category: Blogging
Some people don’t grow up in safety. Some people grow up in houses where the walls feel like teeth. Where bedtime means waiting for footsteps. Where “love” is a sharp word, always followed by silence or shouting. And then—if they're lucky—they find somewhere new. Maybe it’s a tiny flat shared with a tired but loving mom. Maybe it’s » Continue Reading
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Category: Life
Some souls are born with wild roots. Not the kind that cause trouble, but the kind that dig deep into the earth and refuse to be pulled out—not by storms, not by fear, not by cruel hands in the night. Jamara is one of those souls. He’s just 14, but already he’s walked through a kind of darkness most people will never understand. Taken in the quiet hours by strangers » Continue Reading
Category: Friends
the sister I chose Today, Dasa turns 20. And even though I’m not right beside her, a piece of my heart is glowing with joy. Because this girl—this brilliant, funny, brave, chaotic, soft-hearted girl—has been in my life for over 13 years. And that’s something worth writing about. We » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
The sun bows low to the arms of the hills, dragging streaks of honey and violet across a sky that yawns with quiet. The day exhales. And the earth listens. You walk the worn dirt path, » Continue Reading
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Category: Writing and Poetry
the sun spills gold on the edge of the land, slow as a whisper, soft as a hand. wheat fields breathe and lanterns gleam, the world folds gently into a dream. a mug of tea, a porch grown old, blankets thick against t » Continue Reading
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