Category: Poetry
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This emptiness
This emptiness fills me. The longing for meaning, for something timeless, for truth, for the eternal embrace of freedom from fear, longing for the source of everything fuels my existence. If the search ends what is left? . Nothing. . Not my identity. Not me. . Only emptiness. . Emptiness. … The path to peace…
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I am not here…
I am not here to tell you what to do. I am not here to tell you how to be you. I am not here to lead you anywhere. I am not here to judge you. I am not here to heal you. . I am here as a reflection of you. I am here…
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Sometimes
I feel like I am not enough, sometimes. I feel my worth is conditioned and shaped by my external experiences, achievements and encounters, by external validation, sometimes. I feel misunderstood and alone, sometimes. I feel lost, sometimes. But other times, I feel at peace in the moment when the sun hits my face. Other times,…
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When
When does the line become a blur? The limits become eternal? Or Life becomes Death and Death becomes Life?
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Stay
Stay. But if you are here to stay, let it be completely. . . Stay. Not because one heart has a rope around another, but because we know “two” is just a number. . . Stay. There is nowhere else to run to. Nothing to fight for, and all to surrender to. . . Stay.…
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