"What Should I Do..?"

Should I try upon some giving lessons?
I'm not a teacher, give me any suggestions.
Should I try to advocate for justice?
I'm not a judge, cant bear with malice..
Should I preach the wrong from right?
I'm not a preacher, just can't keep my plight.

Should I keep learning despite interest?
I'm not student, but trynna adjust.
Should I raise a kid with all my care?
I'm not a mother, so I do not dare.
Should I create something with all my devotion?
I'm not a artist, just a person with some emotion.

Should I build up everything on my own?
I'm not a builder, but I wanna be known
Should I bless them with all my might?
I'm not an angel, but an observer at sight.
Should I sing the lyrics with all my heart?
I'm not a singer, its just a small start.

Should I dance off every beat?
I'm not a dancer, but I wanna repeat.
Should I try to read every page?
I'm not a reader, what if its just a cage...
Should I write down all my thoughts?
I'm not a writer, trynna detangle these knots..

Shall I stop my
nonsense cause
what I know is..
that I'm genuinely
stupid yayyyy
💌
#random

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It’s strange, isn't it?
When we were younger,
The world felt so alive,
A canvas with no borders.
We laughed without a reason,
Chased dreams without a care,
Every day felt like magic,
Like we had the world to share.

But now we’re growing older,
Caught in the rush to become,
The future feels like a question,
With no answers to come.
We thought we'd have it all figured out,
That the path would be clear,
But now it’s all a blur,
Filled with doubt and fear.

We’re standing on the edge,
Between childhood and the unknown,
Trying to hold on to what's familiar,
But we’re feeling so alone.
The world expects so much from us,
Yet we’re still learning who we are,
Juggling responsibilities,
While we’re still wishing on stars.

We want to chase our dreams,
But we’re afraid to fall,
The pressure’s building up,
And we can’t hear our hearts call.
We’re supposed to have it all,
But it feels like we're losing control,
Trying to keep up with life,
While searching for our own soul.

~ The Poetry Room

❤️@heartzzss❤️

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What's perfectly perfect?

I don't know how it feels to do something perfectly,
to be perfect,
or to see perfection
in everything around.

I think a canvas is a blend of chaos,
a butterfly is nothing
but a wanderer
with different stripes on its wings,

A moon,
though it shines at night,
but its shine is not enough
to live a life,
the rain on some winter days
feels a burden on those poor children
who don't have a roof.

So tell me, what does it take to be perfect?

A broken smile with cracked teeth,
or a street hawker with rugged feet?
A stupid doctor who works at night,
or a crazy warrior off for a fight?
A beautiful poem without a rhyme,
or a powerful king with a wicked dime?
A sweet lover with flawless heart,
or a madman ready to tear the world apart?

#life
#love
#questions

- D's diary

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He is like those April birds,
Who await the transition to
Sweet summers after fragrant
Spring has passed through.

Birds get back to their home,
After the winters are all gone.
Likewise, he uncovers himself
Splattering smiles at the dawn.

A heartwarming presence,
A true summer baby.
His gentlemanly demeanor,
Mom's teachings maybe.

His smile shimmers as sun,
Oh, such a tulip he is!
May lord shower him
With never ending bliss.


#Aprilborns #him #fmbro

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My heart is filled up to the brim
With unending affection for you,
But every time you yelled at me,
Every time your hand rose over
My skin and your words slapped
Me harshly right over my frowns,
I bathed in nostalgia of torrid
Past traumas. Nightmares of
Red red violence, nails of abuse
Digging into my flesh too hard,
And the ghosts of grey anxiety
Returning to me once again,
Revolving around me in circles,
Their wan hands baleful to
Grab ahold of my fragile neck.
I wanted to stay, to hope for
A miracle, for you to change-
But none of my nerves have
It in them to re-live the terror.
My bones are too tattered to
Take even a spoonful more of
Unjustified disrespect, abuse
And garnet brute blood. So,
I take a leave now. To never ever
Look back, I breathe out my bye
As silently as I can, chanting peace.

#abuse #anxiety #toxiclove #her

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Hope is greed, and
Acceptance is love.
Call me mulish, bland,
But for you, dear dove,
I would hold onto hope,
Be selfish for your love.


#forhim #love #dove

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A sudden flood of emotions,
Sinking my boat ,
Of dark and inhabited existence,
Not aware of the celestial sourse,
Revolving around my harmful spectrum,
Visible to the invisible air,
Drowning in the sea,
Of dead and slaughtered flesh,
Of reminiscence to maintain,
Constancy of its inherited sovereign.


~Zikra

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There’s a weight lodged deep inside,
too heavy to drag into the light.
It gnaws from within, a quiet hunger.

I wear a smile that feels like a wound.
Tears are foreign... distant ghosts,
eyes hollowed out like graves,
that people avoid like bad omens.

My soul has burned itself to ash,
sighs slip out like dying breaths,
unprovoked, unwanted.

Self-loathing curls around my ribs;
a serpent that won't let go.

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