Heartfelt Times Of Us

Without the people who helped shape us, and the ones who continue to strengthen us, life wouldn’t be quite the same journey, and perhaps, that is the meaning of all this. Being human is hard at times. Just learning to be patient challenges me on another level. Maintaining that balance of peace and madness. After…

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Benefit Of The Doubt

This is the brutal reality of being an introverted writer.

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Silent Observation

People assume, because you’re quiet, that nothing bothers you and you are simply not heard. I have written a thousand times over, but still, ever lost in this maze of emotions and scenarios. What do I want to happen? I simply cannot tell you. What do I seek from my experiences? Just some clarity, and…

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How It Pains Me To Feel Empty, A Poem

This is a poem I wrote tonight. It’s very clear and direct, and it might be featured in my second poetry book, but I’m not sure yet.

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It’s Never Too Late For A Change

Having time for your blog is sometimes not possible, and for the most part, it’s completely understandable; You have a life to live, stuff to do, people to see, chores to tick off your list.  

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Why December Is THE Month Of All Years

There’s something truly magical about this time of year. We have a wonderful excuse to decorate our houses with everything gold, sparkly and shiny. It’s also another reason to spread some happiness and cheer with the people around us. Whether it’s family, close friends or new companions in life, it’s the memories we create that is of…

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Writing Session #24

As my daily Writing Sessions will soon come to an end, I’m thinking of new ways to keep this blog updated with content. Whether it’s written, photographic or simply expressive, it’s always good to keep the motivation going. And, I enjoy writing so win-win. It’s a sanctuary for thoughts, as well as food for thought, looking…

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Writing Session #23

Writing in the darkness of a room has always been my scenery of choice. The patience of thought, gradually expressed. Peace is the word. I am at peace with myself. Solitude does help you sustain it. That echo or a whisper, now simply a memory engraved in the mind.

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Creative Freedom And Truth

Once you have creative freedom of truth, is life ever really the same again? We can always wonder.

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