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yndn 2h
she
cat got your tongue?
her tongue is venomous when triggered,
her tears are her serum
she might rip your heart, when she speaks harshly without thinking
experience is her best teacher
scared of a little threat? nah. all her life, she is living in a threat
you can't scare her, she might taunt you
try it, point a gun on her head, she might do the favor and pull the trigger for you.
she is fearless when mad, don't test her limits.
she is kind when you are kind, rude when you are
don't be mad, she just mirrors what you do
scared to taste the bitterness of your own medicine?
she is just warming up, she was never in the exciting part yet
we were still here in the rising action, waiting for your fall
like the Tower of Babel
if she wants to, she would...
like, she jumped out of the fence to run away
she ran away from home and never returned once again
she is a rebel but a softhearted one
she chose to be like that, for the cruel world is like that
yndn 3h
An unheard explanation waiting to be heard is enough for an amount of silence traded for peace of mind.
Do we really need to know everything at all costs?
What costs us when we heard unspoken truth unfolding right before our very eyes,
heard by what our ears supposedly should not hear,
gives us pain and suffering in return.

maybe it is better to let it be.
known or unknown.
heard or not
seen or not
tangible or intangible.
does it matter? or does it not?

questions are quite tricky that was stuck in the corner of my mind
is it worth it or is it not?
to be or not to be? that is the question.
maybe Shakespeare seems to be offended for stealing Hamlet's dialogue
just like this poem, I intended to write it
to let my mind wander free here on Hello Poetry

sometimes, I consider myself as a cloud.
I am quite emotional. I cry a lot.
I am softhearted and sensitive.
I hate it. I go soft for things that are sincere.
I hate petty things to be fought over.
I love music, I love poems and songs
in short, I love literature.

it feels like I am stuck in a wrong era, in a wrong world
in a wrong generation, in a wrong century
everything in my life feels so wrong.
yndn 3h
I have always wondered that when I speak up with whatever I feel right now, they seem too close-minded and never listen to what I say
They tend to make alibis or create reasons, criticize me badly.

But when I am silent, my silence speak for itself. They could easily understand my ****** reaction, my body language and how I am silent when they ask me.
yndn 10h
When God speaks, let us close our eyes and truly listen.
In the quiet moments, in the calm and peace, His voice reaches us.
When life's burdens feel heavy or the world around us becomes overwhelming— Seek a sanctuary, a quiet place.
Close the door, lock out the noise, and embrace the silence to converse with God.

Matthew 28:20 "And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age."

One way I connect with God is through prayer.
I remember a time when I faced rejection—three times in a single day for the job I had applied for. Overwhelmed, I closed my eyes and asked God for a sign. As I poured my heart out in prayer, tears streaming down, I eventually opened my eyes to see a bird perched on the window grille. Its chirping was soothing, almost as if it carried a divine message.

In that moment, I felt a shift within me—calm replaced my worries. Curious about the bird's symbolism, I looked it up and discovered that it represented freedom.
That realization was profound, like hearing God's voice in the back of my mind, whispering: "Why do you worry so much, my child? Let tomorrow take care of itself."
yndn 10h
Our debts have been paid by Jesus, and our sins are forgiven.

So, who are we to withhold forgiveness from those who have wronged us? As Jesus taught, we should forgive not just seven times, but seventy-seven times—a testament to the boundless nature of grace and mercy.

We forgive even if forgiveness is never sought. We don’t forgive for redemption—we forgive because we, too, are sinners, imperfect human beings. Forgiveness is not something we do because it’s commanded of us; we forgive out of our own will, for our peace of mind.

Time doesn’t truly heal wounds—they remain, just as memories do, including the painful ones. Time doesn’t let us forget, but forgiveness allows us to find peace within ourselves. If others cannot forgive us, let it be. What matters is that, within our capacity and without expecting anything in return, we chose to forgive.

During Holy Week, fasting goes beyond physical discipline; it's a time to nourish the soul. Feed your spirit with calm and peace, with uplifting thoughts and moments of relaxation. Abstain from distractions, and devote yourself to prayer, seeking God’s guidance and protection.

By doing so, you strengthen your heart against the devil’s trickery and deception, ensuring you remain steadfast in faith and truth. It’s not just a period of sacrifice, but a meaningful journey of spiritual growth and renewal.
yndn 10h
"Lightning doesn’t strike the same place twice," just like "You won't find the same person twice."

If life gives you a second chance, grab it. Don’t let it slip away, because the same opportunity might not come again. Use that chance to set things right, learn from the past, and give it your best shot.
yndn 1d
You are my comfort.  
In everything—  
In chaos and calm, in the mess and the peace—  
You are my safe place.

2. You’ve never failed to make me feel loved and appreciated.
Not even once.  
Not even on the days I didn’t feel worthy of it.

3. With you, I never feel alone.
Never ignored.  
Your presence makes me feel seen, heard, and understood.  
You’ve never made me feel invisible—you always made sure I was okay.

4. You always understand my pain.
You feel it before I even say a word.  
Whether I’m sad, happy, scared, excited, or anything in between—  
You match my emotions with your presence.  
Even on the worst and best days, you were there.  
Always.

5. You make everything feel special.  
Even the simplest things—  
Street food dates, thrift store strolls, window shopping at the mall,  
or just sitting together on a park bench—  
with you, it all feels magical.

6. You always listen.
You never make my rants feel like a burden.  
You make me feel heard—  
like what I say matters to you.  
You listen not just with your ears, but with your heart.

7. You make me feel safe.
Always.  
You make sure I get home safe.  
Even during the smallest errands, you’re right there beside me,  
never letting me feel alone or vulnerable.

8. You respect me.  
You never force me to do anything I’m uncomfortable with.  
You always ask, always check in,  
making sure that whatever we do—it’s always with consent and care.

9. You make time.
Rain or shine.  
No ifs, no buts, no excuses.  
If you say you’ll see me, you show up—always.

10. And finally, we are compatible.
You’re like my mirror.  
My twin soul. My better half.  
Being with you feels like meeting the male version of myself.  
It feels right.  
It feels like destiny—  
That someday, it’ll be you I’ll walk toward,  
at the end of the aisle.
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