The older you get, the more you think about death. Or maybe, faced with the passings of loved ones, you spend a little time dwelling on mortality. Some monks meditate on death to prepare themselves for

물의 속삭임 조용한 밤, 별빛 아래 물결이 속삭인다, 은은한 소리로 마음을 감싸, 비밀을 나누는 듯. 바람과 함께 춤추며, 잊힌 기억을 일깨우고, 소나무 사이로 흘러가, 자연의 노래를 부른다. 작은 돌에 기대어, 세상의 모든 슬픔을 씻어내고, 물의 속삭임 속에, 새로운 시작을 꿈꾼다. Pixabay.com

I've seen nostalgia rise again in the sad memory of a farewell where every sigh tells the story of kisses that, ignored, abandon you. I've seen that nostalgia rise again that ungratefully seeks to open

The purpose of perpetuity Traveling between dimensions Freedom rings In realms unseen Sordid symmetry Tears at me Despondency Won’t leave me be Desolate Removed Watching for something I never found Will

A haunting poem exploring ego, identity, and inner surrender—titled "Ode to the Hunger That Wears My Name."

물론이죠! 여기 여행 관련 짧은 트위터 스타일의 게시물 제목 몇 가지입니다: ✈️ "여행은 내 영혼의 연주!" 🌍 #여행 #모험 🏞️ "자연 속에서 찾은 나만의 평화!" 🌲 #힐링여행 🍜 "길거리 음식이 나를 부른다!" 😋 #미식여행 🗺️ "새로운 도시, 새로운 나!" 🌆 #여행중독

Happy sábado y weekend para toda la people de HIVE, y en especial a los hivers de Literatos. Por acá venimos con uno de esos ejercicios creativos que me gusta hacer, de esos donde tomo elementos al azar

Hello, my name is Edelkis Jesús Silva Rojas. I’m Cuban, 26 years old, and I love writing poems and reflections. Here I share one that speaks about what’s possible: "If it's possible to die, then it's

Image: IA Du hast mein Herz gestohlen, du besitzt bereits mein Leben, jetzt hast du jeden Tag meine Liebe und einen Kuss. Mit dir habe ich Zärtlichkeit kennengelernt und gelernt, was ich lieben soll, aber

The Thrum of Kalon is an Acrostic poem, inspired by the word Kalon which means 'beauty that is more than skin-deep.

Image   You are a fire burning in my mouth, lips of honey, of provocative lily, your kiss is poison, sweet torture, flame and desire that heals everything. In the shadows, sighs dance, an echo of love,

Saudações excelente comunidade brasileira! Contemplar nuvens pode ser uma experiência verdadeiramente mágica. Quando tive a oportunidade de viajar de avião pela primeira vez, o que mais gostei foi poder

Mature Weighting my cheese. Counting the days. Deciding to stay or to chase one of these. Nothing like this seems wrong to me but the closer I see that future unfade I question my shade, my hand and my

a 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 i know how you can help, she offers — bring him kale from your lovely garden i looked at the woodlice gathered there tirelessly ravaging the sad little shoots, stripping

When you're happy for others.. Your congratulations too will come.. It goes around And everyone has gotten their time.. While you wait for your blessings.. Don't be envious of others who are winning..

Hello Amazing friends. Welcome to my blog. Enjoy the fiction. I look forward to reading your comments. Down in Whitetown lives a boxer who always wins his constituent boxing bowl but never wins at an

Hola a todos los amigos de #soloescribe. Vuelvo una vez más a ustedes, así como vuelve un hijo a casa... Esta vez para compartir mi participación en el Concurso #31, donde acariciamos sutilmente los versos

물의 노래 맑은 샘물 흐르는 소리, 조용히 속삭이는 나무들, 작은 잔잔한 물결 위에, 별빛이 춤추는 밤. 구름이 흘러가는 길, 비가 내려 노래를 부르네, 모든 생명에 스며드는, 물의 노래, 영원한 멜로디. Pixabay.com

"여행의 마법 ✈️✨ 새로운 도시에서의 첫 발걸음은 언제나 설레임! #여행 #모험 #새로운시작" Pixabay.com

The sands of time is a poem that attempts to capture a snippet of the mystery of the echoes of time.