Tag: writerslife
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Unwritten Roads
I will not measure breath by borrowed clocks,Nor shape my days to fit another’s dream,The road I take may wander, bend and break —But every step is mine, and wholly seen! Let others chase the echoes of applause,I will listen for the quiet in my chest,For in that hush, a steady truth remains,To live as…
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Two Steps Ahead
Play your cards like secrets kept,A quiet hand, no reckless bet.Eyes ahead, but mind moves two,Seeing paths they never knew! While others chase the obvious play,You fold, you wait, you drift, you stay.Then strike when timing tips the scale —A silent checkmate, without a tale! Not luck, but rhythm, calm and art —The clever edge,…
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The Table I Built
I set the table with all I had —Skill in my hands, fire in my plans,Plates full of effort, cups of intent,A feast of everything I meant! I offered it freely — no hidden cost,But you turned away, or barely glossed.No hunger for what I brought to share,No respect for the weight I carried there!…
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Karma’s Quiet Return
Be kind to hands that lifted you high,Not quick to wound or pass them by.For every good that comes your way,Is not by chance — it chose to stay! Don’t trade their trust for fleeting gain,Or stitch their kindness into pain.The world remembers what you give,In echoes shaping how you live! For karma walks a…
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The Cost Of Kindness
A gentle soul is not a game,Not something easy you can claim,Their kindness blooms without demand,A quiet gift, an open hand! But take too much, ignore their worth,And you will lose what cannot be earned,For hearts that give without a guard,Still know the moment love grows hard! So, cherish those who choose to care —Not…
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Just As You Are
Love does not ask for polishing,For edges softened or colours dimmed,It does not measure worth,By shape, belief or name! Love says: come as you are —With your storms,Your quiet mornings,Your laughter that spills too loud! Some shine like sunrise,Some glow like candlelight,Some flicker while finding their flame —All are needed to make the dark gentle!…
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Fresh Start – A New Week
A new week rises, soft and bright,Unfolding like the morning light,Yesterday’s weight falls far behind,Today, a clearer and calmer mind! Fresh pages wait beneath your pen,Inviting hope to speak again,With every step, each choice you make,You shape the road you are meant to take! So, breathe in deep, let courage stay,Let small joys guide you…
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Sugar Beneath The Silence
They say my face is soft as spring,A calm the daylight loves to bring,But sweetness does not spill in tone,It lives in deeds the heart has sown! I do not paint my care in speech,Nor let my wanting overreach,Instead, I fold my love in small,Unspoken things that say it all! A hand that lingers, eyes…
The Queen Of Poetry 