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dmxluvver submitted a contest entry to
Write a poem or letter about one way you feel misunderstood 3 months, 2 weeks agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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marnimob submitted a contest entry to
Write a poem or letter about one way you feel misunderstood 3 months, 2 weeks agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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ashleyg9393 submitted a contest entry to
Write a poem or letter about one way you feel misunderstood 3 months, 2 weeks agoHear Me
Ashley GrahamSometimes I cry silently beside you
But my tears burn loud like screams
Your ears are so hollow
Like my voice is shallow
I wonder if I’m talking in a dream
Because I don’t feel heardMy concerns bounce off the wall like an empty apartment
My worries shut away in a chest locked with a one of a kind key
Insecurities become secrets because only I listen to themHear me
Acknowledge me
Validate meI’m drowning in your rebuttals
Your disregard seeps through my pores
I choke on your counter neglectHow do we continue on?
Voting is open!
Voting ends June 23, 2025 11:59pm
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We continue to hold on, have faith and know that it gets better. You will be heard, you will find a lot of people who will hear you, value you, live you, but you must first value and live yourself. Stuff happens, good and bad, but we must try to allow the good to outweigh the bad. I cry in silence a lot, and I usually come out of it better.…read more
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I am sorry, that sounds so hard. Just know so many of us have been there and found a way forward.
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Thank you for your positivity and reassurance that I’m not alone.
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I appreciate your kind words. Such great advice was given. And I agree, crying does feel good to release. Sending love your way 💕
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Ashley, thank you for sharing this powerful piece. There is nothing more frustrating than needing someone to respond to you and continuously watching them disregard you. I love what Karen said above about having faith and knowing that it will get better. I think that this is the only way we can continue on without letting the weight drown us. I…read more
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Thanks for your support and acknowledgment, Em. I’m keeping my head held high and faith in tact. Sending love your way.
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mustardcdpro submitted a contest entry to
Write a poem or letter about one way you feel misunderstood 3 months, 2 weeks agoQuiet Storm
San DMy perception of life allows insight into things that are often missed by others.
I choose to be silent, letting my written words say what takes my breath away.
I see the injustices, and relentless undertones. So many are inflicted by a hate that they have never had or known.
All for the sake of being different.
Looking away from a person who may have been born with deformities.
Blind, deaf or lame.
Even those who are impaired mentally.There are times I burst into tears, but it’s not for me as much as it is for others.
Some consider me to be fragile or too sensitive, not grasping the burden it carries to care.
I feel crushed in return… getting a clearer picture of Yashua, connected by DNA, his blood running through my veins.
“But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.” Isaiah 53:5
Yes, Yashua is my brother, and God’s first Son.
I suspect for such an uncommon belief not to be received.
Saddened by the amount of misunderstanding of me it brings.
Aware of the way others look at me. Not so much about beauty, but this certain je ne sais quoi encountered by my presence.
Some have lashed out at me in hopes of a reaction, because I remain composed and calm during times of chaos.
I have been called the “quiet storm”.
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(prior to final draft)Voting is open!
Voting ends June 23, 2025 11:59pm
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San D, this is a beautiful way of describing who you are and what matters to you. “Quiet storms” are often the mightiest, and I’m sure that the words you do say are powerful and intentional. Being calm throughout chaos shows your strength. Thank you for inspiring me and for sharing your experience!
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Emmy, thank you for your kind words, I appreciate you. 🙏🏾
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vickitrusselliart submitted a contest entry to
Write a poem or letter about one way you feel misunderstood 3 months, 2 weeks agoMISUNDERSTOOD OR JUST SOCIETY ISSUES?
Vicki Lawana TrusselliDear Unsealed,
I do not know where to begin but I will begin to write as my subconscious dictates the story. I grew up when women did not have rights. Now in 2025 we are back to the same male patriarchal society. I felt very misunderstood throughout my whole life. As an empath and creative personality, I still feel misunderstood around judgmental people
I was led to believe that the man held authority over everything. Back in the fifties white male misogynist pigs dominated it. Now we are back to this same idiocrasy of white men wanting to dominate everyone and everything.
I, and other women were taught to get married, have three babies, buy a house, and serve your man cocktails when he gets home from work. Some households were extremely strict with their women. Women were not allowed to buy a house or buy a car until the 1970s. now we are back here again with white male dominance.
I was married at 20 for a brief period. The marriage was annulled due to incompatibility. The thoughts of some families were to marry their daughters off to a man to take care of them. If one is raised in this culture, you either accept it or rebel against the whit male patriarchy. I rebelled.
I am going to make this into a noticeably short story. My message to women of every culture do not let your man dominate you. Rebel against such nonsense. Men who want to control are very insecure and have severe mental issues of paranoia.
I would not have married the car race guy if my mom had not insisted, I needed to get married to fulfill her dream. I briefly accepted the mentality of that era. I was always in a fight or flight mode for many years.
I suggest to younger ladies do not succumb to the lunacy of a male patriarchal society.
My father was not like that. He wanted me to learn mechanical work. My mom was oh no I could not learn mechanics as I was prima donna girl. My dad and mom had an argument about that issue.
My philosophy is do not let anyone push you into marrying just to get married. Love is love. I am an ally of the LGBTQ people.
I now instruct people: we are one human being species with many cultures, ethnicities, languages, different skin pigmentation, and personalities.
What I learned through my years from 1949 to 2025 is do not let a man talk you into having his babies, especially if you just began to date. That is a red flag of dominance and how the misogynist sees your worth as a woman. I say block him on social media, refuse his phone calls, and ignore him if you see him out and about. Watch for red flags of narcissism in every relationship. If you are the narcissist then crumble the story, throw it away because a narcissist cannot change. If you are an empath, then stay as far away from the narcissist as you can. If you are not either of those personality types, then take heed to watch for red flags to prevent an abusive relationship.
My advice is to focus on your career, go to college, and refuse to acknowledge people who condescend you as a human being. Walk away from a future abusive relationship.
I was boy crazy at ten years old. I read teen magazines and idolized boys in the band. I matured young, as I began puberty at age ten. My advice to me would be to focus on writing for the teen magazine instead of being google eyed over the cuties in the band.
As of now I am 75 years old. I accepted a coffee date with an old guy. I told him someday soon. I have known him for two years. I want platonic relationships and at this age there is no intention of anything but friendship.
This concludes this short story, focusing on one aspect of my life among many others. I have a lot of stories to tell. I shall write them all one day. Perhaps I should include the X-rated too.
I have survived all those relationships as I have learned that I did not always make the right choices. As one grows up to maturity you learn to appreciate the times you made the correct choices and to always remember the consequences of making the wrong choices.If you feel misunderstood, then analyze the situation or walk away.
Peace everyone!
Be yourself everyone!Voting is open!
Voting ends June 23, 2025 11:59pm
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Vicki, I’m sure that you’ve seen a lot of changes, both good and bad, in your 75 years. I love how you encourage young women to stand alone independently and not feel as if they need a man to find happiness. You are right that if we feel misunderstood, we should analyze the situation or walk away. We have the power to steer our lives in whatever…read more
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Noirerequiem shared a letter in the
Current Events group 3 months, 2 weeks agoEternal Watch (In response to the Death of Andrew Duarte)
AmbitiousBMarie***A Poem for the Fallen Soldiers and Officers**
They rose each day, laced their boots tight,
Stepped into the dark to carry the light.
Not for the glory, not for the fame,
But to answer the call-no matter the name.Through city streets and quiet towns,
They stood tall when the world broke down.
A shield of honor, a heart so brave,
A promise given, a life they gave.Their voices echo in whispered wind,
In every life they swore to defend.
Their footsteps linger, though they are gone.
In every dawn, their spirit shines on.To the families left with empty space,
Love remains-it can’t be erased.
Their sacrifice, a heavy toll,
But love and courage never grow cold.So we stand today with heads held high,
Saluting those who touched the sky.
Gone too soon, yet never apart,
Forever alive in memory’s heart.-
Marie, this poem brought me to tears. So many put their lives on the line each day and they aren’t often given the credit that they deserve. I love the message you wrote to the families that suffer when someone is lost too soon. You are right that the love will always remain and cannot be taken from them. Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem.
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Thank You. I appreciate you.
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Oswald Perez shared a letter in the
Poetry group 3 months, 3 weeks agoMarch On!
Oswald PerezDear Unsealers,
It’s the first day of March.January took a century to go by. February passed through quickly.
March is a month of transition.As the clocks will turn ahead an hour in a week. More daylight on the commute home from work.
The countdown to Easter begins. The Lenten season begins on Ash Wednesday.A month that honors women, and brings cerebral palsy to the forefront. And a moment marking five years since the world as we knew it was upended.
March is a month when the seasons begin to change. It begins in the last days of winter and comes to a close at the start of spring.
All in thirty-one days.
As with every month, a welcome in verse:
March
Month number three, in 2025The month comes in like a lion
As winter’s chill and hints of spring trade daysThirty-one days lie ahead.
A season of transitionFrom clocks moving ahead
Equal hours of night and dayA month of solemnity
The countdown to Easter begins.It’s also Cerebral Palsy Awareness Month.
And five years since the AwakeningThe month goes out like a lamb
As the first blooms arrive-
Oswald, I love how you always usher in a new month with hopeful anticipation! March feels like a month of transition to me as well. As winter fades away and spring begins to show its colors, we feel a sense of possibility….unless we are talking about five years ago when March stood for something completely different. Thank you for sharing this piece!
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michae1 shared a letter in the
Poetry group 3 months, 3 weeks agoEmotional Creatures
Michael L George jrSome of us worry about
“Certain features”,
We go through “desperate measures”.
To provide some type of pleasure.
We’re Constantly under pressure,
Fighting with gravity.
We are searching and looking
Browsing at eye candy,
Looks are appealing, but
To get a taste.
You might Unwrap other
Feelings!
Revealing the mind is
So divine,
Sometimes it’s quiet and unspoken,
Then sometimes it’s loud!
When it’s provoken,
Soo, maybe….it’s better to
Leave it unopened.
The power of emotions, blows up!
Some atomic fluids flowing. Now,
We’re chemically influenced.-
Michael, I love how you explain the complexity of emotions we encounter as humans each day. Our emotions have the power to influence us in a variety of ways and in many cases, we are unable to control them. It is so interesting that we have such little power against something that is so prevalent in our lives. Thank you for sharing this poem!
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Anita Williams shared a letter in the
Poetry group 3 months, 3 weeks ago"Becoming Whole"
Anita A WilliamsLately, I’ve been searching deep,
through silent nights and wounds that weep.
Reflecting on the path I’ve known,
the love I gave, yet stood alone.This season of stillness, a destined pause,
life unfolding by divine laws.
Losing, healing, standing still,
learning that time bends to God’s will.I’ve poured my soul into the hands of others,
lifted friends, lovers, sisters, brothers.
But now, I turn that love within,
where healing starts, where I begin.No longer chasing, forcing, pleading,
just trusting life, trusting its meaning.
For what is mine will never stray,
it will find me in its own way.Yes, I want love, but love is not a cure,
not a place where wounds endure.
No one should fix what they didn’t break,
love should build, not bend till it aches.I seek a bond where spirits grow,
not a place where burdens show.
A hand to hold, not one to mend,
a partner first, a lover, a friend.So I stand in truth, in light, in grace,
embracing healing, finding my space.
Celibate, patient, guarding my soul,
waiting for love that makes me whole.No more weight upon my chest,
no more giving till there’s nothing left.
Love is balance, love is free,
love will meet me when it’s meant to be.And when it does, I will not chase,
I will not question time or place.
For love aligned, by fate, by call,
needs no force—it simply falls.-
Anita, this kind of love is what everyone deserves in their lives. I’m so glad that you’ve realized you are worth so much more than the one-sided love you’ve given others in the past. You are right that love that is meant to be “simply falls” into place without the need for force. I hope that you find it soon! Thank you for sharing this piece.
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Paige Walden shared a letter in the
Magical Moments group 3 months, 3 weeks agoEchoes in the Mist
Paige WaldenIn the quiet embrace of the fog, the world is transformed into a dreamscape; shrouded in mystery and wonder.
It is a sanctuary to God’s creatures who roam and call it home,
and to souls who either melt in the embrace of natures hug, or thrive in it during a hunt in the wilderness, venturing deep into the veil of fog for prey.Today, I stepped outside to experience the serene air kissing my skin, the fog blanketing the woods in front of me beckoned me with its allure,
my eyes also catching the gold and brown leaves, whispering tales of autumn’s end.I look to see the bare branches reaching out like fingers yearning to touch the misty air,
and in that fleeting moment, suspended in time, I captured a glimpse of the desire that emanated from the trees.Its a reflection of my aspiration, to embody that quality in my life, to reach out and languish into the fog, being alive yet one with it would be a dream— as that would mean I would be forever trapped in a state of serenity or peace.
And if dreams become reality, then I implore whoever sees me fading into foggy stillness to keep from reaching out and let me be,
for in that moment I am happy,
I am free.-
Paige, the imagery you use in this piece adds to the dreaminess and peace that you describe. I love the lines “Today, I stepped outside to experience the serene air kissing my skin, the fog blanketing the woods in front of me beckoned me with its allure.” I like how fog is a blanket for you instead of something suffocating. Thank you for sharing…read more
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Yes 😍 I love foggy, almost gloomy type of weather! It’s just so relaxing to me! Thank you again for leaving your comment! 🥰
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Blue Sky shared a letter in the
Poetry group 3 months, 3 weeks ago404 Not Found
404 not found
My long search came up empty
Looking for the oneAfter the divorce
Never thought I’d try to look
Then I hit refreshFound a rabbit hole
I decided to jump in
To see what I’d findEww, what a cesspool
What does it say about me
That I am in it?And then in the end
Disorganized attachment
Bit me in the assThen, I decided
I’d try therapy instead
To get over her404 not found
Entered the wrong URL
BetterHelp.comNot Bumble.com
Would have been more suitable
For my broken heart-
I love this poem. I feel like many of us feel like the best response to heartbreak is to move on to someone else. Sometimes, it can even make things easier. Other times, it just highlights how broken we really are. It is better to work through your feelings in healthier ways. Thank you for sharing your experience!
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Timesha Crosson shared a letter in the
Poetry group 3 months, 4 weeks agoMessage To You
Timesha CrossonI ain’t playing no games
Everytime I wait for a message
I get a little sad because I’m wasting my time
You’re dangerous running through my mind
I should let you go but I can’t
I try and try and I try
You’re wishing for me to be near you
You plan to reach out to me
Picking the phone up and then putting it down
Afraid of what I would say to you
Here’s what I would say:
You played an important role in our young life
You didn’t really realize that I was sad and in pain
I was more concerned making sure you were happy
You being happy always lifted my spirits
Talking to you about anything kept my pain away
Being near you made me forget why I was sad in the first place
Even when I was told I wasn’t pretty enough to be with you
I was always coming around
Here what I also wanted to tell you when I reached out:
I’m not even supposed to be here
but it’s getting hard to explain it
You saved and protected me that night
I was supposed to die in the dark woods
Beaten and tortured
Bleeding through the night
My body in enormous pain and giving up
Even though you weren’t there physically
You were just there spiritually
I know I can’t get that back because you hate me
Believe me I hated me too
I went through hell and back
And I refuse to go back
We are different now
Trust me I’m okay now, kind of
Just tell me one thing
Tell me it’s not over-
Timesha, I can see that your heart is hurting based on your words in this poem. Trying to let go of someone you love, whether they are deserving of that love or not, is so difficult. How can we convince our minds to move on when our hearts are still in it? I hope that you find your answer and your happiness. Thank you for sharing!
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TK shared a letter in the
Poetry group 3 months, 4 weeks agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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Sam Harty shared a letter in the
Current Events group 4 months agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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Noirerequiem shared a letter in the
Poetry group 4 months agoRose Petals Floating on Water
AmbitiousBMarieSoft whispers drift where silence grows,
Petals like dreams in a quiet flow.
Each one, a story, a delicate trace,
Carried by currents in a peaceful embrace.Colors of love, shades of grace,
Gliding with time, no need to race.
Their journey slow, but hearts are light,
Dancing on ripples in the soft moonlight.They don’t ask for more, just to be,
Floating freely, wild and free.
A moment of calm in a world of haste,
A reminder that beauty’s never a waste.As they move, they leave no mark,
But their presence brightens the dark.
Like fleeting thoughts, like dreams we chase,
Rose petals drift, in love’s embrace.-
Marie, this poem beautifully describes the feeling of weightlessness and joy that come with the safety of being loved. I love how you describe the petals as being carried by “a peaceful embrace.” The love is so sweet and gentle that it doesn’t even leave a mark. Thank you for sharing this lovely poem!
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Noirerequiem shared a letter in the
Poetry group 4 months agoUnbroken Ink
AmbitiousBMarieEven when the weight drags heavy,
like chains forged from every doubt,
I lift my pen—
not because the storm has passed,
but because I refuse to drown in silence.The page don’t judge my shadows,
don’t flinch at my broken breath,
it just waits—patient, open,
like a night sky still believing in stars.I write because I am still here.
Because my ink is proof
that no matter how deep the ache,
there is still a voice inside me,
and it deserves to be heard.-
Marie, you are so right that your voice deserves to be heard! Being a writer means that you feel compelled to get everything down on paper, even if it hurts or weighs on you. There is something beautiful about being able to speak your truth without being judged, though! Thank you for sharing!
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Poetry group 4 months agoValentine's Day
Matthew L Jablonsky“It’s no big deal.”
“It’s just another day.”
That’s what girls think,
or at least, that’s what they say.February 14th,
can come and go.
No need to make a fuss,
or put on a big show.But it doesn’t take much,
to put a smile on her face.
A stuffed animal, a box of chocolates,
and some roses in a vace.A little bit of effort,
goes a really long way.
To show her a piece of the love,
that you feel every day.Life moves so fast,
it can all start to blur.
So take a little time to show,
that you still choose her. ❤️-
Matthew, I absolutely love this poem! I’m sure that she would love you no matter what, but the fact that you take the time to show your lady that you care about her probably impacts her more than you know. You are right that Valentine’s Day is “just another day,” but it is also another opportunity to show her how much you care. Thank you for…read more
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Oswald Perez shared a letter in the
Poetry group 4 months agoHappy Valentine’s Day!
Oswald PerezDear Unsealers:
It’s the 14th of February.
A Happy Valentine’s Day to those who celebrate the day!
This is my message for this year. A time where love, kindness and compassion are needed more than ever before. Don’t give into the cynicism and darkness.
I hope that you feel love and loved today, no matter where in the world you are.
This is my message of love:
On the 14th day of February
We celebrate the spirit of loveFor friends, family, and loved ones
For anyone that you hold, near and dear to your heartThe feeling of love and kindness is needed
Now, more than ever beforeIt is easy to feel cynical amid all the advertising.
Candy hearts and greeting cards are everywhere.Cupid’s arrow shot across the bow
To everyone in this worldMay love spread to all corners
On this day and every single day of the yearFrom me to you, with all the love I can give
Happy Valentine’s Day!-
Oswald, I agree that love, kindness, and compassion are needed today more than ever before! You never know what someone else is experiencing, especially with so much of our contact being digital. If you give someone a smile and an encouraging word, it can truly make a difference in their day. We should all make an effort to spread love wherever we…read more
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Liz shared a letter in the
Poetry group 4 months, 1 weeks agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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Titus Armon shared a letter in the
Poetry group 4 months, 1 weeks agoTomorrow
Titus ArmonI wish I had vision so I could watch you
I wish I had candy so I could give to you
I wish I had hands so I could touch yours
I wish I had a voice so I could inspire you
I wish I had courage so I could court you
I wish I had the time so I could tell you
I wish I had a store so I could sell to you
I wish I had a pet so you could too
I wish I had a bruise so I could show you
I wish I had water so I could offer you
I wish I had directions so I could guide you
I wish I had style so I could compliment you
I wish I had grace so I could remind you
I wish I had a poem so I could share with you
If not today then maybe tomorrow
I can’t promise today
But I promise I’ll think of this tomorrow-
Titus, I love the repetition in this poem. It really drives home the fact that if you could, you would. I think it’s beautiful that you wish you had all the things you listed just so that you could make another person happy. That kind of selflessness shows true devotion and love. Thank you for sharing your work!
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@emmycraig Thanks I believe is does show some of those things you mentioned. That’s really all I was trying to do.
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