Flower of God.
Bloom today.
Tomorrow you can be taken by the wind.
Shell ✨🐚
May 17
May 17, 2026 at 8:11 PM UTC
A mother can be the melody of life.
Like a song in every child.
She always carries you within.
Shell✨🐚
May 9
May 9, 2026 at 11:48 PM UTC
Chained body
Waiting to be freed.
Imprisoned mind
Longing to be winged.
One more time.
To fly away high
Higher and higher
Till flames will burn
reaching the sky
touching the sun.
To be born again during soft rain.
Wash away the tracks of love,
while holding life inside.
Shell✨🐚
May 7
May 7, 2026 at 5:44 AM UTC
It’s not your job to love me.
It’s my job to love me.
Shell ✨🐚
May 7
May 7, 2026 at 5:37 AM UTC
And the wind was blue
I could hear it
I could feel it
Now I see it.
Moving through green trees
Moving everything it touches
Making waves at sea
Touching me while passing by
Moving me
Crying sounds which reach the mind
Painful tears in eyes of mine
Now I’m blue too.
Shell✨🐚
May 2
May 2, 2026 at 10:34 AM UTC
It’s there.
The other side.
Unseen, unheard.
Palpable.
The burden you carry.
Everyone knows it.
The art of life is to do it with grace.
To have faith.
Upright, not bending.
Always grateful.
Smiling with tears.
Heavy it is.
Shell✨🐚
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 4:15 AM UTC
Merriam-Webster Dictionary
Word of the Day
26/04/2026
Some days I’m the load
on a long, lonely road,
the task no one chose,
the weight that only grows.
I’m the box marked feather
that drops like bad weather,
the sigh in the air
when I step anywhere.
I never meant to be
such a slow gravity,
but doubt has a way
of darkening the day,
a whispering drum
that keeps telling me come,
keeps telling me stay,
keeps pulling me astray.
Yet even what’s heavy
can soften, can steady;
even stones in the stream
lose their edges to dream.
So I rise, though I bend,
and I try to befriend
this burden I bear
with a little more care,
for I’m more than the ache,
more than all that I take;
I’m the one who survives,
who keeps shaping their life
into something more strong,
something worthy of song.
Apr 26
Apr 26, 2026 at 6:29 AM UTC
A soft embracing warmth,
like a blanket with two arms.
Even in absence, it’s still there,
with closed eyes going nowhere.
And when night passes into day I know it will always stay.
Filling my heart with love and gratitude…Making my sadness bearable,
like picking flowers in the desert.
Shell ✨🐚
Apr 22
Apr 22, 2026 at 10:42 AM UTC
Always say thank You.
For what you have and
for what you don’t have.
Shell✨🐚
Apr 19
Apr 19, 2026 at 7:11 PM UTC
The moon wasn’t sleeping….
waiting for the dawn to dawn.
Seeing a glimpse of sunrise,
so soft yet so bright.
Bringing back life
to darkness of night.
How she wished to switch places.
To be
the warm nurturing wonder he was.
My dearest friend moon
don’t you see
it’s me who is the jealous one here.
Your enchanting appearance.
Enhancing romantic feelings
to lovers whispers and burning delights.
Because of you we have changing of tides.
Wind breezes on your command.
Blue sea waiting,
forever in love with you.
I only live to meet you when morning awakens.
Haven’t you ever wondered why sunrise takes time?
We are both needed
as day hold nights tight.
In warm embrace.
Shell✨
Apr 14
Apr 14, 2026 at 5:47 AM UTC