How can love define itself? The answer is no love cannot name its own depth. Yet, it feels the dark… a dark that patiently waits for a single flicke...Read more
Blooming_daisy

#Healer poet...... What you accept from me is only healing🫴🪷..... And every person is a creative beauty✨ who knows how to heal himself/ herself.... 🪄🕊🌼
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In search of infinity I found fresh flowers love breathing through their brief bloom. Days passed The petals fell. Again, I searched, and found fals...Read more
war against lazy life war against toxic mind war against sleepy nights war against the carnal mind war against distraction war for yourself to ac...Read more
Dreams are not mere dreams they are devotion, a silent promise I make to myself. To break every barrier, to step toward the freedom of happiness. When...Read more
The late night melody Strikes with a hollow echo. I sit alone, In stillness, A pendulum of rhythm swinging gently. This quiet ache is vast I cannot ...Read more
the fire divine, strong feminine energy, forever mine. it never betrayed me through a storm or strife. The calm in my mind holds steady and true u...Read more
The night stands vacant, my absent mind. Waiting for the same familiar soul in a lonely, silent hour. I sit quietly, feeling my own breath burn in t...Read more
If I were to live another life, I would choose to be a thorn At least then, no one would part me From the plant I belong to. I would be green...Read more
That night changed everything. I made a promise to myself never go back. Even if the world turns away, even if I stand alone I hold on to that pr...Read more
The feeling of bloom still lingers ✿ scented within these vintage letters of love.⑅♡ Their fragrance drifts into the air turning the room into a go...Read more
Obsession fades with passing time, yet people cling in secret rhymes, giving their hearts, their dignity away, forgetting themselves for another’s...Read more
Fear of trapping myself within myself, lost in binding lights of an outside world forgetting to remove the mask I wear. Fear of being stuck in a loop...Read more
The beauty of Himalaya captivates me my eyes are locked as sun rays crown the majestic peaks of God. A divine art, sculpted by nature, gilded by ligh...Read more
Emptiness wraps me in silence and absence. Silence stitches my body with the detailed embroidery of life, while overthinking carves wounds deep inside...Read more
I fall into the quiet corners of my heart, where shadows whisper, and echoes start. Facing the mirror of my restless mind, I met a stranger—myself, in...Read more
It’s a whisper from the universe, a final echo before the silence— when two souls, after a long journey, touch the same destination. And then, the st...Read more
I met you — it was fate: your love a quiet portrait, the map of my direction. Now I stand a thousand kilometers away, yet our love does not thin ac...Read more
I see vintage woods still standing through decades, their brown, earthy skin polished by falling rain. I breathe the ancient scent rising from their ...Read more
Some people criticize in the name of facts— yet they lack both empathy and sympathy. The quiet ones, the calm, the positive— they harm no one, but wh...Read more
They say— “Money can’t buy happiness.” But isn’t that a lie? For the one who’s known hunger, For the one who’s tasted the ache of poverty, Money is no...Read more