Flowers just bloom.
If they worried about seasons,
they might forget to smile.

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Love exists now
Not seeks why
Just breathes joy

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Secret
She spoke, and the
world turned cold.
Her soul walked barefoot
through pain.
Eyes stared—sharp as
fire and ice.
The warmth of safety
fell away.
She stood where comfort
once lived—
not broken, just bare

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Life may hand you
paper torn, stained,
and unchosen.
But the ink?
The thoughts you
carve into it?
That’s where your will
begins. That’s
where you claim your power.

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FATHER🌹
He doesn’t announce love.
He becomes it—
in the way he stands
between you and the storm,
in the way he stays after
everyone else rests.

Fathers are not always seen.
But they are always there.
If yours is,
Pause.
And let him know,
How much you adore him!

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Dear eyes,
You believe in the heart
more than anyone else!

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Like a prayer unspoken,
Rain fell from the sky’s aching heart.
Each drop—a whisper from a soul unseen—
Blessed the thirsty wounds of the waiting earth.
I stood still, not for shelter,
But to bathe in the kindness
Of a stranger’s silent prayer.

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Hold the key, and you’re free—
breathing like the wind,
wandering like a song.
But if it shuts on you,
you gasp like a prisoner
forgotten in silence.

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and let my pen speak.

my pain exhales—
slowly, gently—
like a friend being heard.

we walk together,
ink and ache,
on this long road called life.

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Sometimes we are helpless to say anything.
Words become too heavy to fly anywhere.
We just remain as spectators, obeying whatever destiny dictates!

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