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The Earth That Loved Us
She is not just earth, she is holy ground. A living prayer beneath our feet. We were meant to be earth’s stewards, not her thieves, but...
2 days ago1 min read


Strength, Softly Spoken
Soft does not mean breakable, It means I chose not to shatter you.
Oct 171 min read


The Tongue Of Repair
In the rubble I found a language only healing understands.
Oct 71 min read


Unchosen, Yet Unbroken
There are nights when silence feels like a predator, waiting behind every door frame, breathing in rhythm with my own. I eat dinner with...
Sep 291 min read


Feast Of War
Greed wears a crown. Hunger wears rags. War feasts. Peace starves. Racism loads the gun. Sexism pulls the trigger. Hate watches. Laughs....
Sep 221 min read


The Infection
We call it progress. We call it freedom. We call it survival. But strip back the layers, and what festers beneath are the old sicknesses,...
Sep 102 min read


The Times
Every headline tastes of ash, and every street corner reeks of rage. I watch people swallow hate like bread, and call it survival.
Sep 81 min read


The Edge Of Always
I want to stay. God, I really want to stay, but something in me trembles at the thought of forever, like it’s a door that might close too...
Aug 311 min read


The Echo That Learned to Burn
fall, hard, and heavy. Bones rattling, lungs empty. Lie there, listen to the dust settle, hear the silence that tries to name you...
Aug 291 min read


The Premium Of Pain
The waiting room buzzes, fluorescent and cold, a place where suffering is barcoded, where every cough is a dollar sign, where a pulse is...
Aug 281 min read


Hope In The Unknown
The unknown hums, a vast expanse without maps, without markers; only shadows and stars. Fear calls it empty, but hope calls it infinite....
Aug 211 min read


Nothing Left To Give
Some people need to feel what loss feels like when the choice is no longer theirs. You are deserving of taking the ball into your own...
Aug 181 min read


Born From Air And Ache
My voice did not arrive soft, It cracked through silence like bone through dry ground, trembling, unsure, a slow crescendo rising from...
Aug 161 min read


Threaded
I stitched joy into my scars, not to hide them, but to remind myself of how far I've come.
Aug 131 min read


Gentle Does Not Mean Weak
I’ve been told to toughen up since I could barely speak, as if kindness were a crack in the armor, as if softness made you breakable....
Aug 121 min read


War Is Not A Solution
They said it was for peace, but peace never came. The only thing to ever come was, smoke and bodies, bodies with names that no one spoke...
Aug 111 min read


The World Is Burning, And We Watch
Greed wears a tailored suit and dines on plates the size of continents. While, hunger sleeps in alleys, trembling under cardboard skies....
Aug 111 min read


Ignorance Is Bliss
Ignorance can surely bring bliss, It is okay for you to go ahead and admit this. However, the world is on fire. Men, women and children...
Aug 71 min read


If You Let Me
I know that you flinch when they reach I know that trust for you, is a door that creaks from being slammed too many times. I see how you...
Aug 21 min read
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