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jismar submitted a contest entry to
Write a letter to the you that didn’t think they were enough 2 days, 8 hours ago
She Told Me I’m Enough
Dear my sweet, sweet girl
Don’t you dare believe your thoughts
Don’t believe you’re not enough
It’s going to hurt like hell
& simply put it’ll damn sure be tough
You’re going to go through the worse worst
Seeing things which no one should
Feel that pit in your stomach worse than you ever thought you couldI’m sorry to say
You’ll lose the people you thought you’d have friendship forever
Be let down by those in authority
Exercising dominance
Rather than exemplifying that of a leader
You’ll betray yourself
Time & time again
No one to talk you out of that negative mindset
Only because you’ll never have someone on which you can depend
So you’ll show up for yourself
& learn what it is to have commitmentYour inner critic will sway to the little devil on your shoulder
Little by little breaking your sweet confidence
While people undoubtably, unfortunately break their promises
The little devil once again trying to break down your belief in self
While the innocent girl inside of you still imagines that sweet fairytaleYou have to become enough
I will become enough
Heal that which your mother passed on to you
I will not go through life dark & blue
Dare not to continue the cycle of pain
Create peace within, expel the darkness
Reach that part in your soul you’d never think to harness
I am light
Be better for your daughter to come
Raise the standard for women that society has undone
I embody elegance
I display class
Finding that love inside of you
Which makes sure —makes certain—
You will never again be put lastYou have what it takes
Yet again, you always did
You are not a victim of your environment
You are not the disgraceful words people project
You are the most perfect creation
Yet far from perfectYou will lose yourself in love
Due to the belief you’re not enough
Thinking you need validation, confirmation
Until you learn to love yourself without any limitations
You’re a hopeless romantic
Eventually losing your trust in true love
Until you realize the realest one
Comes from those aboveYou’ll be taken advantage of
Because you’re scared to believe you have more worth
By laying down your solid grounds
You’ll discern that not just anyone is welcome on your turf
You’ll undeniably build resilience
& learn to put your best foot firstYou can’t sing that well
But you’ll learn to sing your own song
Accept that you’re growing
Despite your wrongs
Always trying to find your tribe
But never feel like you truly belong
Feeling free through dance
You’ll learn to dance to the beat of your own drumIt doesn’t matter what anyone says
Forget if the goals you set for yourself take more time or less
It doesn’t matter how poor or well you dress
It doesn’t even matter if you walk this life alone
It matters not that you have trauma
& despite coming from a broken home—
You are enough
I am enough
We are the same
We are worthy of every milestoneVoting starts August 21, 2025 12:00am
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jismar submitted a contest entry to
Write A Letter To A Place That Changed You 1 months ago
House, not a Home
The house where everyone is welcome
With the typical leave with your bellies full & endless laughing
Yet I’m the one always eager to leave
I cannot endure any longer
My feet, my poor feet that bleeds
From the eggshells on which I’m walking
High on the clouds where my thoughts are always roaming
I may as well be as high as the 3rd floor
Yet my room is away from all others
It’s the only way I can get peace & quiet anymoreEven my nervous system is dysregulated
The world is dark
Wanting to paint my walls black to match
My insides tainted black & blue blue & black
I’m looking on the wrong side of the fence
Yet this house is far from that white picket it seems we’ve all dreamt
With so much angst
And so much depression that surrounds
The creaks in the floor might as well make no sound
There’s crying
There’s yelling
Yet this house holds a silence that’s never escaping
With a big backyard & a pool so befitting
Or sitting in my room alone
I’m actually a poor swimmer
So to say I was drowning in chaos I do intend literallyWhat makes this house a home
Is it that brand new kitchen
The one where a meal is shared
Yet eating in company I feel sickened
I should be grateful
With this marble table
and shiny new appliances
With the kitchen being the soul of the home
Yet I heat up my food
& it never seems to not be coldThe basement has seen games & laughter
As has the rest of this house
For me it’s trapped in the memories thereafter
I can’t remember when I’ve last seen it empty
How odd, how opposite
What would’ve resembled the emptiness inside
Is mirrored back with the piles of clutter
Clutter here, there
Oh the trouble we get in
From it never being clean
Yet somehow items getting bought
Buying & buyingA clean home is said to give you mental clarity
For when there’s mess all around
It may be because it’s reflecting mental organization that’s not to be found
Sadly, I’ve learned to detach from this house
Here clutter, there clutter
If it was clean, I wonder would I then feel any better I wonderI’ve gone back to this house
The one where it does not feel like home
It’s now foreign to me
Yet it’s the place I’ve grown up & known
I’ve felt myself in a trance
For a while could only see those unfortunate flashbacks
I don’t want to live here again
It seems that fun, innocent childhood I could’ve had has come to an endLeaving the front door for the final time
I never looked back
As we get older & reminisce
We want to own our childhood home
A feeling I’m afraid I will always lackVoting starts July 26, 2025 12:00am
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jismar submitted a contest entry to
Write a love letter to something (not someone) that you love 3 months, 3 weeks ago
Poetry, I Love & Value Thee
Spoken word
I am heard
From paper to presence
Poetry has given me unlimited expression
I am free
Oh how I do love theeTo have no judgements
No expectations
Only speaking from my highest vibrations
I radiate my lungs
I embody every room in which I stand
Taking my audience on my journey with me
From ear to ear
Rather than hand to handTo have aced every essay
To have read books in the summer
Who knew my calling was to be a poet or an author
No one shows you this is a feasible path
Discouraging you
Saying it’s impractical, unattainable
Only because they’ve never dreamed
of being outside an office or a cubicle
I won’t be naive, I won’t falter
Because for me this dream is anything but impossibleI love the way poetry makes me feel more myself
Every artist can tell you
It’s not for love of money
Not for approval or acceptance
With every note sung, brush stroke, or word spoke
We are emanating our deepest passionsWe are the few unafraid to allow our hearts to shine through
To be vulnerable & bare
To conquer our fear of public speaking
Standing alone on this stage
Yet I don’t feel alone
Sharing my truth with others
Yet it’s safe
It feels like homeCliché to say
But I’m thankful, grateful & blessed
I have found my passion
I withhold love for myself through my writing
& Perhaps call me old fashioned
But there’s nothing more sentimental
Than receiving a hand-written letter
Instead of this new age typingIt’s true paper will always beat rock
Because when my pen hits the paper
I fancy the way the ink glides
The world makes sense again
Writing letter by letter
Mastering my scribe
Curating every sentence
Every stanza
Every story with prideMy thoughts no longer jumbled
I can now see so clearly
I feel weightless
I feel untouchable
It has been my superpower for the world to hear me
Some people want to leave behind money or a legacy
For me—
I will have left my voice, my storyOh poetry, I love & value thee
Thank you for being a safe place for meVoting is closed
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Jiselle,
I loved your letter to your gift of poetry! I also love that it is your highest vibration, as is authenticity! I also love to write handwritten letters, so if you want a penpal, something I have always wanted to do, I’d love to write to you! Enjoy your passion!Write me back Subscribe  or  log in to reply
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Jiselle, this poem is absolutely gorgeous and definitely confirms your talent with words. I can relate to what you said about acing essays and reading books in the summer throughout childhood and adolescence. A love for reading and writing emerges when we are young and continues blossoming for our entire lives. Thank you for sharing your story!
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You definitely captured what it means to write and possessing the artistry to craft a bridge between writer and reader. It was very beautiful to see that you captured what it means to be a poet, it was like looking into a mirror. Thank you for sharing
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jismar submitted a contest entry to
Write a letter to your fear (Sponsored by ProWritingAid) 4 months, 2 weeks ago
Away with you, Fear
Each day I go through the motions
Fear of abandonment
Fear of rejection
Fear of slipping into depression
Here I am—
Fearful of anything refraining me from existential satisfactionI am but an organism
A display of God’s creation
Making choices
Turning left, turning right
Made a mistake
Mmm maybe that’s not quite right
I fear I’ll never learn the wayA glimpse of insecurity
Then doubts creep in
Losing my mind
Forsaking my sanity
Now I’m wrapped waiting until a spider devours me
Lack of mental discipline has stricken
A simple insect, a simple human
I used to feel whole
Now I fear what started in my mind
will continue poisoning my soulI eat, I eat again
Body skinny, fat, healthy, weak
Hhhh I breathe
I could be lazy and limp
Or even exercising daily
But to no avail
With whichever I choose
My body is here or moves there
I fear I have no excuseLaughter with a friend meaningless
Life with or life without sun
Mom & dad, sister, brother
Who have I become
I fear I’ll never figure it outA janitor working hard, humbly
An accountant sitting back idly
Which career am I supposed to have?
Money, potential greed
I fear the green will never be enough to succeedNeeding the validation
The ability to express our person
I do this, I wear that
Aren’t I such a trendsetter
Do you see my purse
Do you like my hat
I fear we’re all just carbon copiesI see the sky, it’s blue
Something bad happens, I feel blue
The grass feels fresh under my fingers
So does everybody I come into contact
But at the same time nothing feels new
I fear I’ve lost the privilege of my sensesYearning to fulfill a life fulfilled
Enacting as my authentic self
I fear to live a life mundane
To be but a body & a given name
I have reached the boredom
I’m fearful of living a life so plain
Take away the fulfillment or lack thereof
Everything in between is what’s to blameOr is it?
I won’t fear that every day is the same
That I’m stuck in the repetitive cycle we call rat race
I’ll relinquish doubt & follow my passions
I’ll learn to smile everyday I wake
That much I can manage
Learn to be thankful for the connections that come my way
Cherish my breath
Say hi to a neighbor
Thank my God & pray
Dance like no one is watching
Dance like everyone is
Work on myself & that which I cannot face
I’ll thank the animals that have been slayed
To provide me a meal so I can live another dayAway with you fear
I’m in control
I will prevail
For I am standing
In all my strength & demandingAway with you fear
Suffocating negative thoughts
It’s time I start being mindful
A new practice I’m plantingStyle score: 68%
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Jiselle!!!! This is another AMAZING piece. Reading it felt like I was reading thoughts from my own brain. I feel like it’s someone of a perfectionist’s/ambitious person’s thought process. But I love how you conquer those thoughts: “Away with you fear
I’m in control
I will prevail
For I am standing
In all my strength & demanding”You are so s…read more
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jismar submitted a contest entry to
Write a poem (or letter) about a turning point in your life 8 months, 1 weeks ago
A Turn to Faith
Everyone has a past
But when the past seeps into the present
We face the repercussions & cultivate resentments
I have no direction
Unable to pinpoint what brings my life satisfaction
I’m consumed with anxiety, impatience & even aggression
When do I find that which calms me
Brings my entire existence it’s longing serenityFor I was searching, searching
A rock to ground
A hand to hold
I’m losing grip
Not a grasp on my soul
Through the motions I flow, rather fall
Attempting to prevent a downward spiralNo one to save me
The Lord is my Savior
If I sin, will He still tolerate my behavior
Mistakes forgiven, still on Earth living
If & when my purpose is fulfilled
Does my soul contract submit me to Hell
To have been high as a kite or down on bended knee
I hope He knows I’ve lived life genuinely
If to live 100 years or die tomorrow
This life had meaning because it’s He who gave me
A life absorbed by love, family, & humility
Despite the trauma & downfall
I have risen above because He’s helped me conquer all
In my lowest, weakest point I struggled to see the light
But yet I heard Him say hold on as much as I might
Entrusting in the process & willful strength was met with my own doubt
To have never seen the light
I was certain I’d end this life withoutFace to face with my tower moment
My demons making their presence known
My back uncovered
My vulnerable side shown
With nothing & no one
Even rock bottom was a stranger
Mustering the strength & courage was distant but not foreign
Never would I have to summon it to this magnitude
Changing everything within me from my mindset to my habits to my attitude
Rebirthing into the person He knew I could be
He had the answers all along when the negativity refrained my vision to seeNow in my future, I see the light
Not THAT light, but happiness which knows no bounds
My worries & fears are weightless
It’s as if I’m floating off the ground
I couldn’t be where I am today
Without a little faith, grace & a daily prayThis was the point everything changed
The point where it was every wrong turn but still the right path
To have only now found He & my angels
It was me against the enemy right from the start
Attempting to reign chaos on my mind & my heart
Nonetheless do I have appreciation for the struggle yes
But now to live my life with Him in succession
I am untouchable in the most humbling sense
I am able to resonate at a higher vibration
I can now entrust that I live my life to its fullest ascensionVoting is closed
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Jiselle, this lovely poem resonates with me! Sometimes, I too feel like I’m falling and losing my grasp on my life. When this happens, turning to God is the only way I can find peace. When we realize that He is the answer, life becomes a lot sweeter. Thank you for inspiring me to remember this!
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Beautiful, Inspiring, In my darkest times I realized he was still with me .
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jismar submitted a contest entry to
Write a letter or poem to your younger self about why he or she shouldn’t worry about the future 1 years ago
Little Me, Worry-Free
Here as I am, young as could be
Naive to the world
Still assuming good-heartedness in humanity
Still a hopeful child supposed to be carefree
Yet an emotional crutch is what’s seeken
To be without guidance
Facing, fighting turmoil without any allianceAs I wanted to make my parents proud
I wanted parents I could be proud of
As much as I longed for true friends
I felt loneliness in crowds
As I searched for love & acceptance
Real connections were experienced in boutsI looked for comfort
in my providers, partners & past
Only to realize the evolution
I needed would project me fast
Into thy future self, one unrecognizable
But at the same time never more in tune with my predestined time tableLittle me, little would I know
Blissful memories are but fleeting
Relationships may exist for only a season
& the happiness you feel could be so misleading
But as you evolve & become your own
This life you lead will be upliftingPurging all vices has proven worthy
Practicing forgiveness for my misjudgment & worry
But beware, processing emotions & confrontation will deem wearyI feel just a tad depleted
Giving more than receiving
It’s being shown efforts are not being reciprocated freely
It’s time to call power back to source
Energy back to self
Focusing on my mental, emotional, & spiritual healthTrials and tribulations one’s come to know
This new person has looked in the mirror & acknowledged all we’ve done to grow
Alone but not lonely
Grounded and safe
No longer living life with the need to hesitate
Now guided by my abilities, my angels, my faithIt’s in the present moment
& awareness of self that I will concentrate
All in all, this life I live is simply just great
If there was ever a need to worry
Please let it dissipateOh to my younger self
Release all worry and attachment
Let your family, friends, future go
It’s not as if the future is even yours to know
Everything will fall into place
This life will be the most colorful story & Your younger self is just the prefaceVoting is closed
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Jiselle, I loved how you weaved your story in this poem. It’s so true how we search for love from our parents, partners, etc. but sometimes we give more than we receive. I’m so glad you’re cultivating that love within yourself because we can’t pour from an empty cup! Learning to love yourself is a huge part of growing up, but it’s not without some…read more
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Jiselle, the end of your poems always has a mic-drop effect. They are just so clever and impactful. You have such a way with words and you are very thoughtful. Thank you for continuing to share your artistry with us. <3 Lauren
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Yup, what you said I agree .
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I appreciate your poems, they are well put together and heart felt😊
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jismar submitted a contest entry to
Write a letter or poem to yourself about what you love about this chapter of your life 1 years, 1 months ago
My Own Volition
Everyone’s so keen on giving their opinion
When did it come to be I wasn’t living out of my own volition
To ground when needed
To explore when convenient
I measure up to no one & not where I’m supposed to be
I’m living life at a pace comfortable for meBut sometimes we need a push or more so persuasion
Perhaps it’s my stubbornness
But if I wanted to be farther ahead
My soul would’ve acknowledged submission
Needing to hit the mark right from the start
Perhaps it’s my perfectionism
Regardless of the decision to stay or any attempts for challenges I face
I try as I might & try is enough
For when I succeed I know it’s because the weakest parts did not give upAll else left to a biased perception
But there’s no one better when it comes to my self reflection
Matter of fact add criticism & progression
The only thing I’m in competition with is my inner demonsNot a requirement for one to stay
But my story, my voice will be heard
Not being rushed for the time I take
Nothing left to interpretation
Nothing left to be dismayedIn another timeline it’s already set in stone
Now in this current dimension my person has to find which way to goIt’s through these setbacks & challenges
I’m reminded why I’ve been given this life
To live, to breath, to try as I might
No matter when or how long it takes
It’s only allowed for me to decideVoting is closed
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Another amazing piece, Jiselle! You are so talented. And I love the message. I love that you are taking control of your life, and doing things on your time. You are such a wise force and I can’t wait to see how your life’s story continues to unfold. Keep writing. You have a gift. Thank you for sharing and thank you for being part of our Unsealed…read more
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jismar submitted a contest entry to
Why do you love yourself? 1 years, 4 months ago
A Love All Mine
People come & go that much I know
If I take off these rose colored glasses
Does the love around turn to grey
How does one know how love is really portrayed?
Is it chocolates or roses in a bouquet?I wake up & wonder will I ever find my true love? Find the one?
All this love pent up inside me
If I were to grant it away
what could we become?Taken into account my every flaw mistake & dream
I am the only one who decides where my love is given
& I choose the life in which I am living
Not only that, but who can say I’m not enough
If I, myself, have prevailed through times that are tough
Who better by my side
Who better to stand tall
Who better to proclaim all the traits to see for all
Who better understands my feelings
Who better than I?
A desire to live a life fulfilled
To allow myself the love while everyone else kneels
In a non supreme way
It’s my self-love placed on a pedestal everyday
A tad egotistical, possibly
Uh, conceited? respectfully
My worth of self & merited love is synonymous
I wanna heal my heart
I wanna follow through
No more broken promisesMy body is my vessel
Kept safe for me to nestle
Once, twice put in danger
I’m the only one who can make me feel saferA declaration of solitude & independence
for only a man can stand by me
with leadership & competence
for my heart & body recognize I’m safe in this instance
To entrust in you is no small feat
It is a privilege to see me &
Have access to my energy
The love you give me has the ability to resonate so clearlyI desire not to fit your idea of perfection
View me as an empress to be in selection
May you only approach with chivalry
Then I’m happy to oblige
But certainly do not consider me your prize
When it comes to my ego, let that be its’ demise
I’m presented as a Lady
To address me as anything but is not a reflection of how I’m behavingIf all these men are blind, I’ll reminisce back to my childhood & rewind
If they taint my perception of love, my own fairytale stays alignedThey say law of attraction
But I have concern, even hesitation
Can this really come true
With a snap of a finger
With a wave of a magic wand
Where in the universe
Will these affirmations belong
Lo & behold the universe is inside me
If what I desire is to manifest
I have to release control
& let this ego burn a slow deathIs it my frizzy hair
Or my unsmooth skin
All admirable yet vain
It’s my true love within
Pampering, luxury, & care are all high in demand
Please, universe, bless me if I were look to for a manVoting is closed
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Damn, this is good. This is really well-written and so powerful. I could hear it being recited in my head. Love the message here:
Not only that, but who can say I’m not enough
If I, myself, have prevailed through times that are tough”That being said, there are so many lines I wanted to snap my fingers.
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Please check your email @jismar
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jismar submitted a contest entry to
Why Are You Worthy of the Utmost Respect? 1 years, 8 months ago
Respect me, or don’t
Yes
you’re my family
my partner
my friend
But no—
It’s time I reflect
I don’t allow any disrespect
No thinking you know what’s best
No shaming me for who I choose to be
No condescending comments
No glares in my direction
Don’t even think of crossing me without hesitation
Won’t tolerate any doubts
Those I can live without
Don’t think I’m cold-hearted, that’s not the case
My heart is so big, my love is so deep
But I’ve been hurt before
That only those who respect me
are the ones I’ll keep
My mind, body, and soul is stronger
Cause I’ve healed all that’s hurt
It’s come to fruition that I will not be treated like dirt
I am who I am and my self love is divine
You either come correct or I’ll have you step in line
My energy is too valuable, too precious
I’m the one who got me up out of the trenches
From my tether to the sky to the roots in my feet
From the blood in my veins to my beautiful heartbeat
I’ll give you the best parts of me
It’s the utmost respect that I need
Not just need, but require
Is it not respect from me too that you desire?
I will not command & I will not beg
How you approach me is up to you
The amount of respect you give
shows in all that you do
You can choose how this goes but
it’s with me the path is clear
with me you’re looked after
I’ll give you love, loyalty, and laughterVoting is closed
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What a strong person you are I admire you!
Shelley
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OH MY GOODNESS. Standing ovation. I feel like sending this to a certain someone right now! This is so powerful, and you are so strong. I am. This part is my favorite:
You either come correct or I’ll have you step in line
My energy is too valuable, too precious
I’m the one who got me up out of the trenchesThank you for sharing your str…read more
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Jismar this is beautiful!! And it definitely screams respect Me!! I love that you are standing on business in this piece. Boundaries are healthy and those who are not willining to respect or provide you the same level of request are those that are not meant to thrive in your aura!! I would love to hear this poem live!! Maybe on one of our Unsealed…read more
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Hi Jismar, AiÅ¡a here. Thank you for putting words to your power and sharing them with all of us here. Taking a page from Lauren’s playbook, here are some of my favorite lines and rhymes:
It’s time I reflect
I don’t allow any disrespectWon’t tolerate any doubts
Those I can live withoutCause I’ve healed all that’s hurt
It’s come to fruition tha…read moreWrite me back Subscribe  or  log in to reply
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