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  • Oswald Perez shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 hours, 3 minutes ago

    Mother's Day

    Dear Unsealers:

    It’s the second Sunday in May.

    I wanted to wish all the mothers in this group and Lauren’s mom too, a Happy Mother’s Day!

    I’ve written a poem to mark the occasion:

    The second Sunday in May
    A day to honor all the motherly figures in our lives

    Mothers, aunts, grandmothers, mothers to be
    To cherish them for all they do
    To hold their memories in our hearts
    More than these words can possibly say

    Mothers are the backbone of the world
    This fact needs to be repeated
    Today, tomorrow and every day

    With all the love if this day is too difficult
    All the comfort and joy abound

    From me to you, I wish all of you
    A Happy Mother’s Day!

    Oswald Perez

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  • Roses shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 11 hours, 46 minutes ago

    Writers Block

    The Tortured Poets Department has a writer’s division that has to approve every poem before it goes out
    And my mind is tired of being held hostage
    A loose-leaf definition of writer’s block was once defined by the utter of: I don’t feel like writing, this isn’t good enough, my hand only works for the remote today
    Then she interrupts my train of thought to ask: why have you never wrote a poem about me
    It’s not that I haven’t
    There are 100s getting as comfortable as you can be in the waste basket
    The last poem I Kobe shot, Melo made, and Curry posed to the trash can started like this:
    An eye lash is trying to make your cheek more than just a Sunday service sanctuary
    It wants a home
    I know you’d like me to remove it
    But who am I to destroy a home
    I can’t help but think how beautiful you look with that eye lash
    As it rests there like a pair of doves flirting on a branch not far away from me
    What are you starring at, she exclaims
    Oh, nothing I reply, today I’ll let the eye lash remain
    On
    Your rosy cheeks, kissed by my dead rose petal lips
    Reminding you of the time we went camping and you hated that you smelled the outside
    You hated that you smelled like outside
    And I kept teasing you but hiking, visualizing, and tenting next to nature is maybe the closest thing to
    Falling asleep to your beautiful
    Falling asleep to your beautiful
    Falling asleep to your gorgeous
    Ugh, I can never find the right words to describe a tenth of your gorgeous
    And it makes me want to drop dead out of frustration
    Because the writers need to feel exactly what I do when they read:
    Holding her hand is to get a glimpse of forever before I die
    Holding her makes my heart resemble the flight of a butterfly
    Holding her hand is to hold my battles in the palm of my hand and make them cry
    The writers consist of a delicious various assortment of personality; often referred to as me, myself, and I
    Every time I get ready to seal this poem to you the writer’s block me from letting you receive it
    p.s. I haven’t learned to love myself enough to love you…

    Roses

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  • Roses shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 11 hours, 55 minutes ago

    The Last Breath of the Flame

    The clock, the watch, the phone all have eyes that watch from the view of 2 AM untamed
    Heart rates jumping like the heat of the flame
    Me plus You is a movie, what is the name
    Our love doesn’t fit in the frame
    So, cameras get jealous of the panorama pane
    Real love never goes without pain that can be immense
    So, if you’re hurt let patience play offense
    Slow dancing with your memories is a nostalgic essence
    Sweat dancing with the burning scent
    Wick burning with confidence
    Mirroring our silhouette, naked thoughts present tense
    My hands without your curves, a death sentence
    Each kiss turns a page of my sixth sense
    I don’t need a third eye to see your imperfect contents
    Table this: beauty is born from cracks so use the hurt as accents
    She is priceless so keep your two cents
    Temptation is off limits but I climbed the fence
    The candle falls asleep to our aroma, hence
    The flame goes out, conclusion love making after an argument
    Sweet dreams enter in the tango of sheets, legs, hearts, rest swiftly to the comfort of her name
    My heart is tied to yours, no more games
    I’ve played tug of war and came out lame
    No more burns unless it’s from the candle tamed
    p.s. this is what it feels like when peace kisses love…

    Roses

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  • Jahnari Nicholas shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 days, 9 hours ago

    The Ordeal

    The Ordeal

    Call it what you want but I’m being straightforward,

    I’m trying my hardest to focus on myself but there is always that part of me that has to vent my good vibes of love even though too much of a good thing can easily go bad.

    Some can call it selfish I don’t care anymore,

    I’m looking for someone I can always feel comfortable and proud showering with care and inviting to places and events two friends can’t just go to.

    I’m not saying it ever has to be more than a beautiful friendship, neither am I saying we can’t have other friends or interests.

    I’m saying that I prefer to work on myself and have that one person to escape with whom I can rely on to be considerate and honest with me.

    Well aware of circumstances I wouldn’t have to be more than a friend emotionally I would only suffer in moments of weakness where I confuse what I want with how I think I feel.

    In my best headspace, I know that I will forever crave bonding on a personal level with this one person we focus on only each other in that sense. I know the reality that life happens things and people change and so do the things we want and how we feel.

    But all of that is just an attempt to be safe and cautious about the passion that burns within my soul.

    At heart I want to ignite a connection with someone that will change our lives forever I want to fail and lose in front of someone who won’t see it as weak until I win but see it as the strength in my character to keep walking in the rain until I reach the other side of the storm.

    Truthfully I don’t know who I’m wishing for or when I will find them but I’m at a place where I know how much having someone right there in that place will mean to me I know that I’ve so far with people who weren’t capable of holding up and sometimes nobody there at all.

    I’ve messed up good things before,
    I’ve fumbled many bags,
    I’ve sold many wins,
    I still haven’t quit,

    This is more than sexual desire,
    This is more than craving intimacy,
    This is more than needing a partner,
    This is more than trying to fill voids,
    This is more than a me thing,
    I’m not sure what this feeling is but I know for a fact that I will never stop feeling this until that one is found.

    All I’m saying is,
    For now, let’s dance,
    For now, let’s Sing,
    For now, Let’s Party,
    For now, let’s dress up and go out,
    For now, Let’s Eat,
    For now, let’s just enjoy the moments in life we might miss focusing too far down the road,
    For now, let’s just be right here where we are and go from there,
    Forget what all these success gurus and mentors are saying and whatever all these successful and famous people said they did before they got to where they are.

    We have our own stories to write let’s not plagiarize anyone’s life of success and live right where we are.

    All I’m saying is for now let’s focus on one foot in front of the other and see where we go.

    Jahnari A Nicholas

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    • Wow, such a powerful piece within the honesty of life broken up into moments. I could feel the emotion as I was reading and enjoying the relatable journey. Thank you for sharing!

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  • Roses shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 2 days, 13 hours ago

    Cherry Blossum Cheeks

    Have you ever let your mind sit under a cherry blossom tree
    The poetic renewal massages the stress away the same way as the beach waves
    Copy and paste, lying next to you is like closing your eyes under the sunset oceanside
    A bright blushing sky with kisses of orange, and blue with a honeyed taste that simply grabs you
    But nothing is as sweet as your sugar, under the shade of this suite
    Fresh chill of a neutral setting is cooked by our body temperature
    Peace in the reflection is bringing us closer
    When I look back at how we arrived at this destination within the calm ripples I see a truth in the tomb of love at first sight
    Our photograph under the light being born from fallen petals is a coveted site
    I had to see the treasure I already had instead of searching for gold
    That’s when our story began to unfold, I hate folding clothes
    I rather unfold and devour deep conversations over shallow beverages
    She likes easy ice, but I want more, as deep as the roots of this tree
    The ying and yang
    Discovering the ocean intricacies when it closes its eyes to dream and wakes up with a kiss complemented by a southern twang
    She’s my main thang, calling my land line
    Our language reads between the lines
    Wrinkled with age or bitten white chocolate sheets
    I love seeing your cherry blossom cheeks
    p.s. you be the pink and I’ll be the red for Valentine’s…

    Roses

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  • Oswald Perez shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 weeks, 4 days ago

    Welcome, May!

    Dear, Unsealers:

    It’s the first day of the month of May.

    April seemed to go by quickly. As one does when they participated in National Poetry Writing Month.

    The calendar resets for the next thirty-one days. Spring is in full bloom.

    With the opening day of the month being a Wednesday, I welcome the month by way of haiku, an imperfect one…

    As the fifth month begins
    Thirty one new days arrive
    A welcome, to May!

    Oswald Perez

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  • Jahnari Nicholas shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 weeks, 5 days ago

    No todo el amor es igual

    In life, we say I love you,
    Many won’t mean what they say.
    In poetry, we say I love and then we take you somewhere further than outer space.

    I say I love you to many in many different ways,
    Love is too complicated then dares to never make sense.

    There are so many ways to love someone only real love could understand the rest.

    I love her as my Nurturer,
    An artist who molded the most beautiful clay,
    The momma bear whose cubs never starved a day.

    I love him as my Foundation,
    The cement of my soul when the tides of life wash the rest of me away,
    The tesla of my heart he made me the light on your darkest days.

    I love him as my own heart,
    The fragile passion none could ever corrupt or dethrone,
    The hero to my sidekick for as long as he lives I’ll never let him truly be alone,
    He looks out for me, I’m his almost clone.

    I love her as the earth loves the sky,
    Sometimes she is my shade,
    Sometimes she brings the rain,
    Sometimes she may be the storm,
    The mother of the artist,
    She is the vision that the masterpiece was made for.

    I love him as my mentor,
    The flame of my candle when lost in the dark,
    The script to the play when I never had a chance to practice my part,
    The man behind the blueprint to a better-built heart.

    I love them as my brothers,
    A bond close to kin,
    Should they never question my loyalty,
    We save each other from our sins.

    I love them as my sisters,
    A love to fill a void of the things never had,
    A love to protect and be vulnerable when things are good or bad.

    I love them as family,
    The kindest faces the ones we have yet to meet,
    The only love that times has yet to defeat.
    An impossible connection that defies the very ground beneath your feet.

    I love her as the moon
    Her love is my sun
    No earth in sight,
    A connection stronger than the deadliest spider web none has ever spun.

    I love her as her escape
    No interest in whether she deserves peace,
    I’ll be her chance to just run away,
    If she goes too far or finds herself lost,
    I’ll love her as her return
    For things that need her most could never recover from such loss.

    I love them as their comfort,
    I place they can be safe,
    I’ll be their pillar until they need a pillow,
    I’ll be both for them on my best days,
    I’ll also be their discomfort because growth won’t happen any other way.

    As for myself, my love is a Thorny mirror
    For the things that I feel are a reflection of what I serve.
    A taste-blind chef with intentions of shaking the world.
    I love myself in a place of solitude as the one who hates to love alone.
    I’ve been so far from where I was I forgot that I’ve passed where I wanted to go.
    That’s what happens when aren’t looking ahead.
    Now I just want to be bonded with the dream I’ve always had love for a gamble on a shooting star.
    Memories of the longest chapter I’ve ever written so far.
    Love for the one who always gets a page no matter what chapter I’m on.

    Jahnari A Nicholas

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  • Timothy T. Willett shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 weeks, 6 days ago

    This chapter # 5

    Today is the first day of the rest of my life,
    Therefore, every next one I’m in-is a new chapter.
    Every morning, I wake up, God’s mercies to me are new-
    So, with on my heart, His daily touch- I am able to prove…
    That I love Him, that I am thankful-that He is the only One able
    To mold and strengthen my life, because it’s so easily breakable.

    Just one more day to prove-how much for others I will lose.
    And know that my tears for others are real,
    Because always for the next person, I’m to lift up-
    I’ll lose if they can gain, the Master of the universe to me explains…
    That He was there always, and is there forever-
    He has placed His Word inside of me. as the greatest Treasure!

    A time to be married to my beautiful wife,
    A time to live with my kids,
    Time and again to prove my life is (for others) to give!
    A time to know, a time of notion
    A time to grow in the fact connection,
    That helping others build, is in-tact protection.

    A chapter to heal with the faithful “Unsealed”
    Understanding (unworthily) I have been blessed for real!
    whether I look back, or pierce through ahead
    Life is still permanently on track, my life is hid-my life is dead!
    But that’s a good thing…Because it’s the old life that’s dead!

    It makes me smile as I cry…
    Knowing all the while-my soul will never die!
    Rather in eternity-with Christ is life forever,
    And best of all, while down here on this earth…
    Is to show my schizophrenia has no worth-
    Over the grace of God-that I cling to endeavor!

    As chance and chapter to prove purity-is more dominant than deceit
    With the bowels of the new heart and spirit-God has freely given me!!!

    …Amen

    4-24-24

    Timothy T. Willett

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  • Cierra Jackson shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 2 weeks, 4 days ago

    The Nimbus

    Give me peaches like burning clouds.

    The vermillion mass of blankets reflects off the Vermilion Great Lakes.

    Like the raging sorrow and disbelief that my heart floats upon.

    Intensity blooms in the latitude as I see you for the last time.

    A weeping willow as I cry under the tree.

    Eyes drooping with rainstorms.

    Nothing more seems to amaze me.

    As the pull of your spirits linger.

    Sunshine beams fearlessly through the hurricane of Venus like clouds.

    “Be as thy presence is gracious and kind” something you would tell me when my mind tornadoes.

    Mind flustered with dazzling memories.

    Lightning over me with your nourishing energy that conveys everywhere I drift on Earth.

    Our compressed bond brings me back to resilience.

    I will always levitate on the sweet joy that you left behind.

    Cierra Jackson

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  • You Will Survive

    When you feel caught in a vacuum
    Because people didn’t see the value,
    You brought to the kitchen table,
    Won’t change the fact that,
    You are more than capable.
    Your worth is immeasurable.
    You are very valuable.

    In a world that may seem unstable,
    Don’t let doubt make you retract,
    You have the power to impact.
    You are stronger than you think,
    And you are more than enough.
    You are loved even on the days you feel worse. 


    Keep running.
    Always believe in yourself, don’t hesitate,
    You have the potential to create.
    I know you can do it!
    See, you’re already doing it!
     
    Give yourself grace
    To run your own race.
    If you keep the faith alive,
    I know you will survive.

    -From Reflections of a Hopeful Romantic by Stephanie Anyaoha

    Stephanie Anyaoha, PMHNP (Steph Zion)

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    • I love the strength in this piece:

      You have the power to impact.
      You are stronger than you think,
      And you are more than enough.
      You are loved even on the days you

      I am going to include it in today’s newsletter <3 Lauren

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      • Lauren,
        Thank you so much for your kind words!
        I really appreciate your support!
        I wrote that piece when I was at a very low point in my life and wanted to give up.
        I hope it will inspire others to keep running their race.
        All the best!

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  • delightfulchaos shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 3 weeks, 2 days ago

    The Lost Sight

    People all around have lost their sight
    In return has made this world loose its light
    Hate and darkness are spread
    while people try to hide it all with meds
    Instead of opening their eyes they become more blind
    which makes the light harder to find
    People are becoming more like animals losing sight of humanity
    Which is destroying the future you see
    We all secretly want the same thing
    to truly be loved & not shown pain
    We forget to be the person we needed when we were younger
    especially when that darkness hit with that Hungers
    People can always be the change in this world & save humanity
    Even if it just starts with you and little Ol me
    Someone must finally open their eyes
    To see past all the masks, disguises, & lies
    Just as easy as hate can spread
    Love & Kindness could be instead
    One match can bring light to the dark
    The dark cannot overpower the spark
    Unless you give that power away
    Nobody can make or break your day
    Working together for the greater good
    Has been somehow misunderstood
    It is time we all open our hearts & quit being sheep
    Show love instead & let the evil sow what it reap

    Delightfully Chaotic

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  • A WORTHWHILE JOURNEY OF ENDURANCE & FAITH: GROWTH

    The maze of life, we wander, we strive,
    Through twists and turns, where paths collide,
    Each step a dance of pain and joy,
    As we chase dreams that hope employ.
    Through valleys deep and mountains high,
    We journey on, beneath the sky,
    With hearts that ache and souls that yearn,
    For the lessons learned at every turn.
    In the darkest of times,
    We stumble, we fall,
    Sometimes we even lose our sight,
    But from the shadows, once more we emerge,
    With newfound strength,
    After every storm, comes a surge.
    For in the depths of despair we find, The resilience of humankind.
    We rise from ashes, refusing to fold,
    A testament to faith and resilience—cheers to the courageous and bold
    For growth is not a straight-lined path,
    It’s up and downs, twists, and turns
    But we find our way, becoming free at last
    So let us cherish the journey we choose,
    For they remind us who we are and what happens if you refuse to lose,
    A testament to our strength and grace
    Yes, we rise and fall, yet rise again and again…
    Knowing that trouble won’t last always and if you don’t give up, you will win.
    So ride life’s wave, in God’s embrace.
    Trust your path—you’ve got what it takes.

    Dr. Cortnie S. Baity, LMFT

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    • Greetings, your poem beautifully captures the ups and downs of life’s journey, offering encouragement and hope to readers. Your use of vivid imagery and a rhythmic flow convey themes of perseverance and resilience, bravo! Overall, it’s an inspiring ode to the human spirit.

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  • Raheli Conde shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 3 weeks, 4 days ago

    Galaxy Brothers & Sisters

    The stars, my brothers & sisters,
    How much I miss all thee
    To see you, shiny, bright optimists –
    Such a deep positivity to guide.

    So many of you all, those stars –
    The houses, cities, industries, beings
    Dull you now, and so, so few
    of you shine as bright, barely gleaning.
    Now, not as many of you
    Illuminate and shining to inspire
    Amongst the rest of mankind.
    I miss seeing you as I did back there . . .

    I lay there in the vast school valley
    No major lights, here third world style.
    Cast myself away from the US, I fled,
    practically now an exile.
    I came to understand more of the world
    Wanting to see if I can do any good.
    Lying, wishing to be in the space purl,
    There in the dark of the African continent.
    I smile with peace and such ease
    While looking up at those grand stars,
    Milky Way, galaxies, while a scant breeze
    waves across my skirt and the tall grass.

    My Earthly Family, those stars
    mine, yours, our representative.
    This view, this experience,
    I rushed over, not so tentative/
    To learn so much, but the stars
    Illuminated the sky and world
    So much brightness and loveliness,
    and so much did unfurl.
    I’ll never feel like this again.

    Those days over in Tanzania
    will forever last in memory
    That life, those stars, now as unglistened
    In this sky so uncomplimentary

    Sharing now that life is short.
    I’ll enjoy it as best as I did under
    The Tanzania stars and sky.

    Raheli Conde

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    • Greetings, your description of yearning for the beauty of the stars amidst the routine of life is quite striking. It contrasts the grandeur of the universe with the limitations of human existence, leaving a poignant reminder of life’s fleeting nature. Splendidly written.

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  • Lexi Mae Edwards shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 3 weeks, 5 days ago

    The Self Journey

    Following down a path
    that was out of the ordinary.
    Discovering herself threw all the wrath
    Bouncing around such as a fairy.
    The harmfulness inside
    can consume her on the daily
    She is no longer trying to hide
    Realizing she probably was never gaily.
    The spark of who she is becoming
    Is bright within
    Hearing the constant humming
    Without all of the sin.
    This girl is giving it her all
    never worried on if she will fall.

    Lexi Mae

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    • “The spark of who she is becoming
      Is bright within”

      I love this line. I have felt this line. I can’t wait to see you continue on your path and reveal your purpose! <3 Lauren

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    • Greetings, your celebration of resilience and authenticity is wonderfully written. It encourages perseverance and self-acceptance, highlighting the strength of embracing one’s true identity. I hope this becomes a reality and a source of encouragement for everyone in their self-discovery journey.

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  • Lexi Mae Edwards shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 3 weeks, 5 days ago

    The little girl

    Looking into the mirror
    I see the smile from her.
    The find feels clearer
    I finally found where you were.
    Noticing the smile
    That follows around.
    Anyone could spot it from a mile
    Finding what startled her from the ground.
    Did I mention the bliss
    From you walking through that door.
    It’s safe you will not be a dismiss
    We are ready to explore.
    The possibilities that are within
    Not that I no wear you thin.

    Lexi Mae

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  • Lexi Mae Edwards shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 3 weeks, 5 days ago

    Reliving 222

    The spirit takes my soul back
    to a day that was not long ago.
    Sitting on a rack
    as if there’s something that needed a show.
    Remembering key phrases
    that I would say.
    The body raises
    to realize it was my favorite day.
    Twos flooded the room
    as I would turn to you.
    Watching our love start to bloom
    then it was my cue.
    Waking to the realization
    there’s no need for any hesitation.

    Lexi Mae

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  • delightfulchaos shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 4 weeks ago

    Why Can’t We All Get Along

    Why can’t we all get along
    We act like this or that person don’t belong
    Making others feel out of place
    Never seeing the hurt behind the smile on their face
    Why do we spread more hate then love
    Thinking there are others we’re above
    We forget we all are human with our own flaws
    Wasting more energy spreading hate like it’s in our laws
    We just need to love and care for one another
    Treat all like they are your sister or brother.
    See that’s the key to world peace
    Only if hatred would seem to forever cease.

    Delightfully Chaotic

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  • Lexi Mae Edwards shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 months ago

    Here

    Please know that I am here,
    Right by your side,
    Even though you don’t see me near,
    I promise I’m not that far behind.
    Your love follows me everywhere,
    As it will for years,
    Were the perfect pair,
    The couple everyone fears.
    Some wish they were us,
    But they don’t know what we’ve been through,
    Even though they think they do when they discuss,
    If they only had a clue.
    That does not matter my love,
    As you were the one who came and saved me from above.

    Lexi Mae

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  • Tracie Sperling shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 months ago

    But I Cannot Make It

    “I’m not concerned with your liking or disliking me… All I ask is that you respect me as a human being”- Jackie Robinson. So, you want to be a human or citizen don’t let the hurt they have caused define your worth, rise above. I will not let their words push me down before I am taking advantage of my love. Don’t let them make you unhappy and give away your affection. Life lessons taught me, seek respect not perfection. You think this is the world and you are just a product of their environment, and you cannot make it. It will be inevitable that God just allows you to enjoy the moment. Stop being always available to people who are just there for you when it’s convenient for them. et me be clear, my love is unconditional but your presence in my life is not. The moment you prove that the value of me does not measure up to yourself worth, I’ll have no problem unconditionally loving the memory of you and moving on. If they walk away, let them go. If they don’t value you
    enough to work through the hard times, they don’t deserve all the good times. And you gotta read between the lines I’m searching for a way to heal all the last rhymes.

    “You don’t ‘make’ someone stop treating you badly. You walk out of their lives and stay out of their lives, and viola…the bad treatment stops. “I can’t control your behavior, nor do I want that burden… but I will not apologize for to be disrespected or to be mistreated I have standards, step
    up or step out.” -Steve Maraboli.

    A person doesn’t have to only drain you with arguments and fights. they can drain you with lack of communication, lack of trust, lack of respect, lack of empathy, lack of apologizing, lack of acknowledgement and lack of fulfilling your love language know the truth. And I’m caught in a circle of footprints and misfits. By your mistakes no matter how hard you try to fix. Rise up from the hurt, find strength to eclipse. Don’t let the conflict break you that’s a common enemy. Make sure you respect your partner more than you love them, because you can cause a lot of damage to them while still loving them: When you respect them, you’ll think about them before you make any move, and you’ll think about the impact it will have on them. That’s why you have to make a choice don’t let their toxicity condemn. You’re afraid to make amends. What’s the point of being friends? When all you do is pretend. But be certain to make your mind up and get up and bite your tongue. If you want to give up, I don’t want to say goodbye. And you have something your mind tells you otherwise why. If you don’t make the same mistakes you did, that you feel you are lying when you don’t have the time to be lucky. Whenever you’re in doubt and make up just believe that things will work out.
    It doesn’t matter what you’ve been through and how much you’ve been doused.
    I’ll break free from the hurt and find bliss.
    Only the broken can be fixed.
    It’s never too late to realize there’s more to life than this.
    There’s a whole world out there to explore, don’t miss. You are just stranded and stopped and blinked. I know it’s hard to believe but, follow your own instinct.
    I’ll make my own path and never be extinct.
    Take a chance and let your true colors link.
    You’re a diamond in disguise, show your inner aspect.
    Just like a poetic gift we will make it. When you look in the mirror, everything will be cleansed.
    In this life, strive for love and respect and have no regrets.

    Tracie Sperling

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    • Greetings, I love the honesty and empowerment urging us to value ourselves and pursue healthier relationships. The mix of quotes and original thoughts adds depth and inspires hope.

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  • poeticaddiction_365 shared a letter in the Group logo of PoetryPoetry group 1 months ago

    Embodied Happiness

    Growing up I never got the talk about the birds and the bees
    Are those the people that find happiness sexually?
    Living in a single parent household
    I had nothing but love that surrounded me
    The joy of spending time with my family
    Always brought pure happiness to me
    Even though I lacked my father’s presence
    I appreciated each and every thing my mom did for me
    The variations of what makes me happy
    Truly varies from day to day
    But most importantly I am happy that God saw fit to wake me up today
    The opportunity to make the world a better place
    By spreading positivity and living in my purpose
    Makes me feel blessed to say the least
    Finding love and being loved
    Allows me to be prosperous with spreading love daily
    I used to say my smile doesn’t often dictate my happiness
    These days I add to people’s happiness
    By providing great customer service to them adding a smile goes a long way
    It makes a huge difference in people’s day
    My happiness isn’t always contingent on others
    But it sure feels great when I’m happy
    And I spread happiness endlessly to those around me
    How did I forget to mention that poetry and music also brings me happiness
    Being able to write and share my story with people near and far
    Is a dream come true
    A journey worthy of praise
    ‘Cause people sometimes tear you down
    When they don’t support your vision
    Lacking happiness hinders their judgement
    Or they don’t understand how to clap
    Even if they aren’t the one winning at the moment
    Without question music has always been
    A vital part of me
    Whether it was inspiring me to write poetry
    Or my calm when I needed reassurance
    It has got me through good days and sad days
    Whether it was the melody, beat, lyrics or artist
    I always admired how I could relate it to me
    Finding happiness in all that I do and the people that surround me
    Makes me know that I embody happiness just by being me
    So let me ask you:
    What does happiness mean to you?

    Tracy Barnes

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    • Tracy! I love this piece!. This is the piece you read last week. YOU are pure happiness and you bring light to every single person you meet! Thank you for sharing! I am posting this piece in our newsletter today! Keep a lookout for it. <3 Lauren

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      • Thank you so much Lauren; I truly appreciate you and all that you have done for the poetry community 🫶🏾 Omg I made it in the newsletter thank you thank you 🙏🏾

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