Odillydally - Hello Poetry

I’m thankful for my circle and the souls I’ve come to know, Each lesson carved in memory helped shape the way I grow. For every heart that crossed my path, for love both lost and cast, I cherish every moment—any day could be my last. So I spoil myself with softness, with joy I don’t delay, I show up when I promise and stay present all the way. For life is made of moments we’re brave enough to feel— And gratitude is proof that every second here is real.

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Nov 25, 2025

Nov 25, 2025 at 12:16 AM UTC

Grateful in the Now

I’m thankful for my circle and the souls I’ve come to know, Each lesson carved in memory helped shape the way I grow. For every heart that crossed my path, for love both lost and cast, I cherish every moment—any day could be my last. So I spoil myself with softness, with joy I don’t delay, I show up when I promise and stay present all the way. For life is made of moments we’re brave enough to feel— And gratitude is proof that every second here is real.

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I’m the spark in the room, the one lighting the air, The bold-hearted friend with a laugh everywhere. I’m loud with my truth, unafraid to be seen, A force made of fire, of grit, and of sheen. I show up with loyalty stitched in my spine, The favorite in circles where energies align. But beneath all the brightness, I’m real to the bone— I shine because finally, I’ve claimed my own throne.

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Nov 24, 2025

Nov 24, 2025 at 8:17 AM UTC

The Loud One

I’m the spark in the room, the one lighting the air, The bold-hearted friend with a laugh everywhere. I’m loud with my truth, unafraid to be seen, A force made of fire, of grit, and of sheen. I show up with loyalty stitched in my spine, The favorite in circles where energies align. But beneath all the brightness, I’m real to the bone— I shine because finally, I’ve claimed my own throne.

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The world keeps spinning, yet I stand still, Chasing a purpose, bending my will. In silence I wonder, in shadows I grow, The answers I seek are the ones I don’t show. Life’s not a riddle to solve and be done, It’s felt in the moments, not battles we’ve won. So I walk through the chaos, through loss, through the climb— And find that the meaning was here all the time.

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Oct 17, 2025

Oct 17, 2025 at 8:55 AM UTC

Echoes Within

The world keeps spinning, yet I stand still, Chasing a purpose, bending my will. In silence I wonder, in shadows I grow, The answers I seek are the ones I don’t show. Life’s not a riddle to solve and be done, It’s felt in the moments, not battles we’ve won. So I walk through the chaos, through loss, through the climb— And find that the meaning was here all the time.

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I searched for life’s meaning in all that I do, But it lived in the moment, right here, shining through.

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Oct 17, 2025

Oct 17, 2025 at 8:53 AM UTC

The Meaning

I searched for life’s meaning in all that I do, But it lived in the moment, right here, shining through.

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Don’t measure my love by the brush of a hand, For scars of the past still quietly stand. It isn’t rejection, it isn’t the cold, It’s stories of trauma my silence still holds. I bloom in connection that’s steady and true, In words that run deeper, in souls I see through. Love isn’t in gestures that vanish too fast— It’s roots intertwined, it’s a bond built to last.

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Sep 25, 2025

Sep 25, 2025 at 11:08 PM UTC

More Than a Touch

Don’t measure my love by the brush of a hand, For scars of the past still quietly stand. It isn’t rejection, it isn’t the cold, It’s stories of trauma my silence still holds. I bloom in connection that’s steady and true, In words that run deeper, in souls I see through. Love isn’t in gestures that vanish too fast— It’s roots intertwined, it’s a bond built to last.

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It’s fine to unravel, to let yourself feel, For crying’s a doorway the spirit can heal. Don’t silence the sorrow, don’t swallow the pain, The storm clears much faster when you let it rain. Cry until the quiet shifts, until your chest unclenches, Until the throat remembers how to shape new sentences. There’s courage in the spilling; there’s power in the flow — What breaks you free will also teach the heart to grow. So weep when you need to, don’t keep it inside, The strongest of hearts know it’s safe to confide. For tears are just proof that your spirit is real— A tender reminder: it’s okay to feel.

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Sep 18, 2025

Sep 18, 2025 at 11:01 PM UTC

It's Okay To Cry

It’s fine to unravel, to let yourself feel, For crying’s a doorway the spirit can heal. Don’t silence the sorrow, don’t swallow the pain, The storm clears much faster when you let it rain. Cry until the quiet shifts, until your chest unclenches, Until the throat remembers how to shape new sentences. There’s courage in the spilling; there’s power in the flow — What breaks you free will also teach the heart to grow. So weep when you need to, don’t keep it inside, The strongest of hearts know it’s safe to confide. For tears are just proof that your spirit is real— A tender reminder: it’s okay to feel.

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There’s always someone better—this truth I’ve come to know, What one man passed on gladly, another will bestow. He shrugged at things that made you bright, then walked away unkind; But someone else will hold those sparks and keep them in his mind. The quirks your ex called noisy, the stumbles that he feared, Are treasures to a different heart that sees you, revered. Where one man saw your edges, sharp and hard to tame, Another sees the constellations written in your name. Don’t be afraid to leave a love that lacks the light, To trade safe compromises for someone who gets it right. There’s courage in the leaving, a faith that won’t regret— Because somewhere waits the person who loves you without debt. So never settle smaller than the woman that you are, You’re worth a thousand favors, not just one lukewarm star. Hold out for the kind of love that lifts you when you fall— There will always be a better one; you only have to call.

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Sep 18, 2025

Sep 18, 2025 at 12:18 AM UTC

Never Settle

There’s always someone better—this truth I’ve come to know, What one man passed on gladly, another will bestow. He shrugged at things that made you bright, then walked away unkind; But someone else will hold those sparks and keep them in his mind. The quirks your ex called noisy, the stumbles that he feared, Are treasures to a different heart that sees you, revered. Where one man saw your edges, sharp and hard to tame, Another sees the constellations written in your name. Don’t be afraid to leave a love that lacks the light, To trade safe compromises for someone who gets it right. There’s courage in the leaving, a faith that won’t regret— Because somewhere waits the person who loves you without debt. So never settle smaller than the woman that you are, You’re worth a thousand favors, not just one lukewarm star. Hold out for the kind of love that lifts you when you fall— There will always be a better one; you only have to call.

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I’m tired of breathing, of dragging my feet, Each day feels a cycle I cannot defeat. The laughter I show is a veil, a disguise, Hiding the storm that lives in my eyes. I whisper to shadows, “I just want to rest,” A silence eternal, a permanent guest. Depression’s a weight that I cannot deny, Some days I just feel I would rather die. Yet still I keep walking, though broken, though torn, Through nights that feel endless, through ache I’ve worn. For somewhere inside me a flicker survives— A fragile reminder I’m still alive.

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Sep 4, 2025

Sep 4, 2025 at 10:36 PM UTC

The Weight I Carry

I’m tired of breathing, of dragging my feet, Each day feels a cycle I cannot defeat. The laughter I show is a veil, a disguise, Hiding the storm that lives in my eyes. I whisper to shadows, “I just want to rest,” A silence eternal, a permanent guest. Depression’s a weight that I cannot deny, Some days I just feel I would rather die. Yet still I keep walking, though broken, though torn, Through nights that feel endless, through ache I’ve worn. For somewhere inside me a flicker survives— A fragile reminder I’m still alive.

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I laugh out loud, I shine, I glow, But truth is deeper than most will know. This bubbly self, this mask I wear, Hides the weight I can hardly bear. Some nights I pray to just disappear, Wishing away this ache, this fear. But something inside keeps pulling me through, A whisper of purpose, steady and true. The smile is armor, the jokes a shield, But under it all, my scars are revealed. Still, I keep walking, step by step, near— Because maybe my being has reason here.

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Aug 30, 2025

Aug 30, 2025 at 6:50 PM UTC

Behind the Smile

I laugh out loud, I shine, I glow, But truth is deeper than most will know. This bubbly self, this mask I wear, Hides the weight I can hardly bear. Some nights I pray to just disappear, Wishing away this ache, this fear. But something inside keeps pulling me through, A whisper of purpose, steady and true. The smile is armor, the jokes a shield, But under it all, my scars are revealed. Still, I keep walking, step by step, near— Because maybe my being has reason here.

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I smile so bright, but it hides the ache, A soul that bends, yet will not break. I stay, I push, though I long to fly— For my purpose is louder than my will to die.

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Aug 30, 2025

Aug 30, 2025 at 8:05 AM UTC

The Mask I Wear

I smile so bright, but it hides the ache, A soul that bends, yet will not break. I stay, I push, though I long to fly— For my purpose is louder than my will to die.

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