WHISPERS WITH THE MOON🌙


The moon meets me at midnight,
when I'm alone with the sky,
and the strains of the day
fall away,
as she kisses my troubles goodbye;

this is a temporary reprieve,
for I'm not sure I'll ever shed
these woes,
yet beneath her porcelain gaze,
I feel my heart rate begin to slow;

as the silence floods my senses,
and a soft breeze rustles my hair,
I lost myself to constellations,
and embrace the need to repair;

yet I am still a whirlwind of sins,
and from this shame,
will I ever be free?
only when the night falls,
for the moon sees the best in me.

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As we step into the New Year,

I wish for you a path bathed in golden light,
Love in your heart, and hope in your eyes.
May peace whisper softly to your soul,
And kindness guide every step you take.

With each new dawn,
May you walk forward with grace,
Carrying gratitude for lessons learned,
And treasuring memories gathered along the way.

May your heart remain open
To the beauty and wonders of the world,
And may each moment draw you closer
To the person you are destined to be.

May your friendships bloom like springtime flowers,
Bursting with life; they light up your world.
May your heart overflow
With a love that is so boundless and true.

I wish for you a year that sparkles like stars in the night,
Brimming with love, peace, hope, and endless joy.
And I wish you these blessings,
Not only for this New Year, but always.

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Restoration & Renewal

As this year wraps up and a new one gets ready to
begin, I hope you take a moment to slow down and
think about everything this year has been. I hope you
realize how much you've grown, the wins you've had,
and all the lessons you've picked up along the way.

I hope you find the courage to let go of mistakes
and forgive yourself for the things you wish you had
done differently. If things felt confusing or messy at
times, trust that it'll start to make sense soon.

And if guilt tries to creep in like maybe you
didn't do enough or weren't enough to let it go.
You are not broken — you're being restored.

Most of all, I hope you walk into this new year
knowing you're not starting over you're building
on all the strength, faith, and courage that brought
you this far. You're proof that growth comes even
through the hardest seasons. You are made whole!

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"Pocketfuls of peace" (2)

For now, don't paint a smile
Upon your teary, tired face.
Instead, find quiet moments
Where this season gives you space.

And recognize that songs
And decorations cannot hide
The flurry of emotions
Overwhelming you inside.

Yes, find those little moments
Where the lights don't feel so bright,
Where you don't have to keep pretending
Just to be polite.

Where you can breathe in peacefully,
Away from all the noise,
Away from expectation
That you're full of festive joys.

'Cause when the day is over,
And the lights are taken down,
When it's another year
Before next Christmas rolls around,

Yes, when the joy is fading,
And the merriment has ceased,
You'll be so very grateful for
Those pocketfuls of peace.

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"Pocketfuls of Peace"

This Christmas...
You don't have to be full of joy,
All merry and all bright.
You don't have to force festive cheer,
If you don't feel alright.

No, you're not obligated
To be jovial and jolly,
To string the lights and sing the songs,
Or deck the halls with holly.

Perhaps you're missing someone,
And perhaps they miss you too.
Perhaps you're feeling burdened
By how much you have to do.

Perhaps the bleak midwinter
Leaves you feeling rather cold.
Perhaps it's hard to drive
December's darkness from your soul.

Perhaps you'd rather hibernate,
Let Christmas pass you by.
But remember: it's not long 'til you
Can bid this year goodbye.

cont'd~

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Dear home,

When I left my home,
my mother pretended not to cry.
Every time, she would shed tears,
but this time, she saw me off
with a smile on her face
and eyes shining with unshed tears.
At that moment, I felt torn inside she is the bravest woman I know.
I never want to be far from her,
not even for a second,
but for this life, I must.
And my father-he never cries, never.
When he takes me to the station,
he waits until the end,
teaching me life's rules,
offering me the best ten-minute talks,
a motivation you could never find elsewhere.
Perhaps, in the quiet of the night, he cries for his children.
Because why wouldn't he? Everyone has a heart.
Just because he is a man doesn't mean he never sheds tears.
Every time I leave, he sends a piece of his heart with me,
no matter how far from home I go.

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Jab shaam dhale
Yaado ki chuski ho
To ek dost hona jaruri hai

Jab pareshan rahe aur
Samjh kuch na aye kya kare
To ek dost hona jaruri hai

Jab hazar galtiya pareshan kare
To unhe sach thehrane ke liye
Ek dost hona jaruri hai

Ek dost jaruri hai
Zindagi ko zindagi samjhne ke liye
Hasne ke liye, Jeene ke liye

Warna phir sochoge kamaya kya
To lagega kuch bhi nahi
Kyuki zindagi ko palo me karch karne ke liye
Ek dost hona jaruri hai!♥️

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Anything that annoys you is teaching you
patience. Anyone who abandons you
is teaching you how to reclaim your
autonomy. Anything that angers you is
teaching you forgiveness and compassion.

Anything you judge is teaching you
acceptance. Anything that has power over
you is teaching you how to take your
power back. Anything you hate is
teaching you unconditional love.

Anything you fear is teaching you
courage to overcome your inhibitions.
Anything you can't control is teaching you how to
let go. Anything you encounter in life is
teaching you a lesson of personal mastery.

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It took me five years to understand this:
you can't force someone to love you.
I spent so much time fighting for one-sided affections,
trying to prove my worth to people
who clearly didn't see what I was offering them.

I thought that if I was kind enough,
caring enough, and present enough,
maybe they'd see in me
what I hoped they'd see.

But the harsh reality is:
you can't beg for love.

These five years have been a journey,
a series of lessons learned in pain and hope,
and you are one of the people who figured that out.

I finally understood
that love has to be reciprocal to be true.
It has to come naturally,
without you having to overexert yourself
or lose yourself in the process.

I learned the signs to recognize unrequited love,
to listen to my intuition
and the whispers that I deserve better.
I have learned that my self-esteem
doesn't depend on the approval of others.
I have learned to love myself,
to recognize my own merits
without needing someone else to validate them...

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CAGED WINGS

My wings may not be clipped,
But I am caged.
I can fly but I'll hit a bar,
It's putting false hope in me
That truly defeats me.
To show me the possibilities
Yet never letting me
Soar beyond this prison.
To tell me, 'you can fly'
But never letting me soar.
Might as well clip my wings
Than let me taste freedom in lies,
For the ache of boundless hope
Is worse than endless pain.
I see through the bars the places I could be,
But you mock me, by keeping my wings
Showing me, that even if I can fly
The sky remains a cruel, distant lie.

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