When I Say I Love You When I say I love you,It isn’t a sound.It’s a door left open in my chest. One day, you ask me quietly,as if you’re afraid the wordsmight fall and shatter, “If it comes to it,whose life matters more,yours or mine?” I say mine. Not proud.Not cruel.Just quick. The way […]
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Rain Is Not the Sky My heart breaks loud as thunder without rain,A storm trapped, beating hard against my chest;Grief drapes the sky in ash and ironed pain,And light feels like a rumour, long suppressed. Yet sorrow walks a road all souls have known,Like rivers learning loss as they descend;Each life must taste the salt
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Is This Love, or Is My Heart Dreaming? I am learning how a heart can shiver with wanting,carry storms in its chambers,and let no one hear the thunder. I love you in the space between heartbeats,a secret breathing under my skin,aching to rise to my lips,yet choosing to remain mine. You have never said you
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The Day I Opened the Cocoon There is a small moment from my life that never left me. One quiet morning, I was sitting alone in my garden. The sun had not yet grown sharp. The air still carried the softness of dawn. Everything felt unhurried. That was when I noticed a butterfly struggling
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I Walk in The Rain I choose the rain on purpose. It understands me. It knows how to fall without asking why. When clouds open their quiet mouths, I step outside, Not to be brave, But to be unseen. The rain gives me permission. It blurs the borders of my face, Teaches my
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This life. Fully lived. Deeply enough I choose to live while I am still here.Not halfway. Not carefully.But fully-With my hands open to everything life dares to place in them. I taste the days as they come.I care for my body as a borrowed miracle.I hold my friends close, knowing laughter is a form of
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I sent you my sonNot with anger,Not with hate,But with hope carefully folded into his bag. I gave the nation my blessings,My prayers, and the quiet courage of a mother,Who learns to smile while her heart shakes. I offered more than flags and slogans.I offered sleepless nights,Countless goodbyes,And the child who once slept on my
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Mother: Our First Home
A mother’s love is the first home we ever know,
And the last place our heart will ever go.
She holds our hand for just a little while,
But holds our hearts through every mile.
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A Smile Full of Memories A friend once asked an elderly gentleman a simple question. “Why did you never marry?” “You are old now. You were kind. You were graceful. Surely, many women must have come into your life.” The wise, gentle man did not answer right away. He smiled-slowly. Not a happy smile. A
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A Smile on a Village Evening Today, I am an old man. I have lived many years in this land of coconut trees, slow rivers, and quiet evenings. Life has shown me joy and pain, gain and loss. But one memory stays alive in my heart. It happened in my village, many years ago.
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