Brave souls

Brave souls Before you assumé, learn. Before you judge, understand. Before you hurt, feel. Before you say, think.

Some wounds don't bleed—they live quietly in the soul.
06/08/2026

Some wounds don't bleed—they live quietly in the soul.

Hard to HideSome wounds wear no bandages,yet they ache every day.I smile so no one asks,but my eyes quietly give me away...
15/07/2026

Hard to Hide

Some wounds wear no bandages,
yet they ache every day.
I smile so no one asks,
but my eyes quietly give me away.

The loudest battles
are often fought in silence.
No matter how hard I hide my pain,
my heart still whispers the truth.

Not everything broken can be seen,
and not every tear falls from the eyes.
Some storms live within the soul—
too deep, too quiet,
too hard to hide.

I'm OkayThey ask me how I am,and I smile."I'm okay," I say—the easiest lie to tell.Behind those two simple wordsare sile...
15/07/2026

I'm Okay

They ask me how I am,
and I smile.
"I'm okay," I say—
the easiest lie to tell.

Behind those two simple words
are silent battles,
unspoken tears,
and prayers whispered in the dark.

I keep walking,
even when my heart feels heavy.
I keep smiling,
even when my soul longs to rest.

Maybe I'm not completely okay today,
but I'm still here.
Still hoping.
Still believing that brighter days will come.

So if all I can say is,
"I'm okay,"
know that I'm doing my best
to become okay for real.

When "Take Care" Hurts More Than GoodbyeSometimes,"Take care"is more painful than"Goodbye."Because goodbyeadmits that th...
05/07/2026

When "Take Care" Hurts More Than Goodbye

Sometimes,
"Take care"
is more painful than
"Goodbye."

Because goodbye
admits that the story has ended.

But "Take care"
leaves the heart
standing in the doorway,
waiting for footsteps
that may never return.

It is love
forced into silence,
a prayer spoken
instead of an embrace.

It says,
"I still care,"
while hiding,
"I can't stay."

And so,
I whisper,
"Take care,"
with a smile
my tears cannot believe.

Not because
I have stopped loving you,
but because
love sometimes means
letting someone walk away
while carrying their name
quietly in your prayers.

Some endings
are not written
with goodbye.

They are written
with two gentle words
that break the heart
a little more—

Take care.
♌

Too Precious to Be Broken​Like morning mist upon the glass,Like dew that clings to velvet grass,You are a breath, a sile...
21/04/2026

Too Precious to Be Broken

​Like morning mist upon the glass,
Like dew that clings to velvet grass,
You are a breath, a silent light,
That shimmers in the deepest night.
​The world is forged in iron and stone,
With heavy winds that chill the bone,
But in your core, a gentle spark,
Defies the edges of the dark.
​So I will stand, a shield of grace,
To guard the stillness of your space,
For words unsaid and vows unspoken—
You are too precious to be broken
_🖤♌


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"Between two words" A world of shadows, dark and deep,A weight upon my soul to keep.The tears I've cried, a river's flow...
20/04/2026

"Between two words"

A world of shadows, dark and deep,
A weight upon my soul to keep.
The tears I've cried, a river's flow,
My heart is aching, full of woe.
​Yet there's a light, a guiding star,
A beacon shining from afar.
A glimmer in the darkness found,
Where love and hope are all around.
​So I will fight, with all my might,
To find my way into the light.
And though the road may be so long,
I'll keep on singing my sweet song.
_♌🖤


In the quiet of the murky deep,Where shadows drift and secrets sleep,A seed takes hold in silt and clay,Far from the gol...
16/04/2026

In the quiet of the murky deep,
Where shadows drift and secrets sleep,
A seed takes hold in silt and clay,
Far from the golden light of day.
​It doesn’t curse the heavy mud,
Or fear the rising winter flood;
It simply knows, within its core,
There’s something it is destined for.
​The Art of Rising
​Be Grounded: Keep your roots in the earth, knowing that the messy parts of life are often where you find your strength.
​Be Pure: Let the chaos wash over you without staining your spirit. Be in the world, but not of its grime.
​Be Patient: Every petal opens at its own pace. You cannot rush the bloom of your own soul.
​The Bloom
​When finally the surface breaks,
And light across the water shakes,
The lotus stands, a crown of grace,
With not a speck of mud in place.
​So live like this: through dark and rain,
Transforming every ounce of pain
Into a flower, bright and new—
The world is waiting for your view.

The Hollow Crown​I hold your hand, a heavy prize,And watch the drifting of your eyes.A map of places I can’t go,To depth...
15/04/2026

The Hollow Crown
​I hold your hand, a heavy prize,
And watch the drifting of your eyes.
A map of places I can’t go,
To depths of you I’ll never know.

​You sit beside me, close and still,
Subject to my lonely will.
But like the wind within a cage,
Or ink dried on a hollow page,
​You are mine in name alone,
A statue on a borrowed throne.

I have your time, I have your skin,
But find no door to let me in.
​The warrior kneels before the blade,
In shadows that the heart has made.

For though you’re here, and though we’re tied,
You are the ghost that lives inside.

The Hollow Echo​The clock is a hammer on a rusted nail,Marking the seconds where the spirit fails.It isn't a scream—that...
10/04/2026

The Hollow Echo

​The clock is a hammer on a rusted nail,
Marking the seconds where the spirit fails.
It isn't a scream—that’s too loud, too brief—
It’s the slow-motion tectonic of grief.

​The Weight of It
​The Breath: A liquid weight in the chest,
​The Bone: A shivering bird in its nest,
​The Mind: A corridor with the lights blown out,
​The Heart: A vessel filled with the salt of doubt.

​The Architecture of the Void
​It’s the color of ash on a Tuesday noon,
The flickering light of a dying moon.
You reach for a hand and you find only air,
A statue of silence in a velvet chair.

​"To suffer is human, but to linger is art—
The slow, quiet tearing of a well-mended heart."
​It doesn't subside, it just settles in deep,
A guest in your house who refuses to sleep.
No fire to cauterize, no balm for the skin,
Just the endless beginning of what might have been

_♌🖤

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