🌸Change Is Necessary. The More You Thrive In Your Comfort Zones, The Lesser You Explore Yourself.

● The fact is, we often fail from the aspect of our greatest humanistic ability to build, communicate, and comprehend through the languages we build, only when a single line of a poetry or a simple muse, explain and understand us in such a perfectly satisfying way, that we couldn't ever do in all these years.●

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It is sad how an everlasting grief is forced upon us. We did not choose this, we were made like this. You can get out of an abusive relationship, but how do you find an out with a physically overwhelming and emotionally draining relationship with your own parents? Nobody ever wrote a guide to surviving that. And how it can crush your soul with agonising pain, a lot harder than any heartbreak or death can bring. I have mastered the art of detachment but this is the battle I do not know how to win. I feel more like a stranger to my parents than any other stranger I meet on the sidewalks.

- Ax

soltreis

Speaks to me💙

There is something so magnificent about the human fascination with the bright mess of the night sky, and the certainty that every one of my ancestors was familiar with the same sight, even if nothing else in our lives looks the same.

Sometimes, it's a potential to heal when we see some people, at the end of the day, has taken out some time for themselves, after being there for everyone and everything, they repair, rearrange and heal some old scratches. They aren't usually the rotten hearts among us. It's an inspiration itself to see the self care, the intensity of the love for themselves and the way they keep coming back to home to themselves even after flowing through earthly lives. Isn't it an ambition enough of not to lose yourself even when you're camouflaging amidst the crowds?

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Wondering....

Clarice Lispecto

Me when I write a poem: Yearning for equanimity in such unavailing hour, I collapse, I despair, I weep…

Me when writing a school paper: Donating blood is important because blood is important. 

I hope you know,

How many people loved you so silently,

Even you didn't notice, how their breathe was

Falling upon you, like heaven's grace,

Like every blessing.

And if knew, I certainly hope

You wouldn't want to stop living this young.

◆Little did I know, some things never change..

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🌸 "You keep forgiving someone until you unlove them"🌸

-Unknown