#PoeticThoughts

[jaggedjawjosh]

In the quiet chase of dawn's tender whisper, she found courage rising like blooms in winter's breath, a testament to dreams undying.

[laurachouettepoetry]

“I like to leave a little bit of poetry in everyone I meet—but in the end, I find there’s a lot less poetry left in me whenever they go.”

- Laura Chouette

[abrighterspark]

flashing lights in a neon room and dancing next to you... tell me if you're leaving soon

take me with you? take you with me.

spinning scenes in a soundproof room while twirling next to you... watch us, wild and howling at the moon

take you with me? take me with you.

[thewordnest]

life, she wanders

she doesn’t march in straight lines she dances sideways, barefoot, sometimes bruised some days she’s a storm other days, a still pond

we try to name her map her pin her down but she slips through the cracks in our calendars and five-year plans

she’s the ache in your chest and the light through your lashes the quiet voice that says “keep going” when everything else says stop

this isn’t a race or a story that needs to make sense it’s a becoming and you you’re not late you’re just unfolding

exactly as you’re meant to..

[vanillatwistgirl]

The Power of Softness: Embracing Feminine Energy in a Harsh World

"Softness is not weakness. It takes courage to remain gentle in a world that wants to harden you." – Unknown

There’s an unspoken rule in this world: to survive, you must be tough. Harden yourself. Build walls. Speak louder. Move faster. Show no vulnerability. Strength, as we are often taught, means being unshakable—unyielding like stone.

But what if true strength is something softer? Something quieter? What if it is found in the curve of a smile, the warmth of a kind word, the grace of someone who chooses understanding over retaliation?

☁️ The Misunderstood Power of Softness

We live in a society that often equates softness with fragility. To be gentle is to be naïve, to be emotional is to be unstable, and to be nurturing is to be submissive. And yet, softness is one of the most powerful forces in the world. Water carves through mountains. The moon controls the tides. A mother’s touch heals wounds no medicine can reach.

Softness is not about passivity—it is about presence. It is knowing when to bend without breaking. It is having the strength to love without conditions, to listen without judgment, to trust in the natural flow of life.

🌙 Softness in Astrology & Archetypes

Feminine energy, whether in astrology or mythology, often represents intuition, emotion, and creation. In astrology, signs like Cancer, Pisces, and Libra embody this energy through their deep emotional intelligence, compassion, and artistic expression. Venus—the planet of beauty, love, and harmony—reminds us that attraction and influence don’t come from force, but from resonance.

Even in archetypes, the Priestess, the Lover, and the Nurturer wield power not through aggression, but through presence, connection, and wisdom. Their strength is in their ability to inspire, to heal, to transform.

🕊 Ways to Embrace Your Softness

In a world that often demands hardness, how do we embrace our softness without feeling small?

🌿 Speak with warmth, even when others don’t. Kindness is a quiet rebellion. 🌿 Dress in a way that makes you feel beautiful and comfortable. Fashion is self-expression—your softness can be romantic, delicate, or even bold. 🌿 Let yourself feel. Crying is not weakness; it is a release. Love is not foolish; it is courageous. 🌿 Set boundaries with grace. Softness does not mean being a doormat. It means choosing where to invest your energy wisely. 🌿 Create. Whether it’s art, poetry, music, or even decorating your space—softness thrives in beauty.

✨ Softness is a Revolution

In a world that expects us to be hard, choosing softness is an act of defiance. To be soft is to remain open, to feel deeply, to love fearlessly. It is the quiet but unshakable strength that refuses to be turned cold by a cruel world.

So go ahead—embrace your softness. Let it be your power, not your weakness.

Love, Vee

[seravellle]

She Blooms Even In Silence🏹🩰!

she wears the moon like a secret

hiding her shine in shadows

soft-spoken storms brewing

under ribcages made of rose petals

she feels too much,

loves too deeply—

and yet, the world never learns

how to hold her gently

they break her and

she still offers the glue

kindness stitched in trembling hands

and trust she gives like truth

but if only she could see—

how rare it is

to hold a heart that

still believes in light

even after being shattered

she is not fragile,

she is art

too precious for the ones

who never looked close enough

for the softest soul I know @coolhottubgiverko 💗.

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[trishivaay]

A Face Through Another’s Eyes

There are faces we see every day in the mirror, and then there are faces seen through someone else’s eyes — softer, quieter, maybe even kinder. Today, my friend Prince Kumar (IG: _kr.prince ) gifted me that version of myself, sketched between the pauses of a pencil and paper. It’s more than a drawing. It’s a reminder that we exist not just in photographs and reflections, but in the hearts and hands of the people who see us differently.

Grateful for this little piece of stillness in a restless world.

[sinderblogs19]

You, my love, make it happen

What makes life beautiful? If not your handkerchief, then the mess behind, if not your perfume, then your scent lingering behind, if not your letter, then the pen behind, if not your presence then memories behind.

[romanticismjunkie]

— „virginless and powerless, what is there rest to a womb of this age?”

[justmeforever34]

🖤 "maybe i overthink everything but at least i care deeply, notice the little things, and never stop trying to understand the world around me."

being sensitive isn’t a flaw. it’s a superpower.

my mind is loud, but it's full of poetry.

🌫️🕷️🩹📓

[jaggedjawjosh]

In the quiet forge of your journey, you craft stardust from shadows, and in the dance of your becoming, you find the light you've always carried.

[laurachouettepoetry]

Red Cursive Letters —

Half-Printed,

Nearly Missing The Opening Line.

You Wrote Drunkenly

On Crumbling Paper

While The Truth Is Split Up

Into One Lie.

- Laura Chouette

[thewordnest]

“soft launch of a crush”

me: admit it you like me them: i tolerate you at best me: you sent me a playlist titled “songs that remind me of your face” them: it was ironically curated me: it had love songs and one track literally called “i think i’m in love” them: weird. must’ve been a glitch in the algorithm. me: you also sent cookies to my door??? them: algorithms are getting wild these days me: just say you’re soft for me them: …fine maybe a little but don’t let it go to your head me: too late already writing our wedding vows in my notes app

[vanillatwistgirl]

"The moon does not fight. It attacks no one. It does not worry. It does not try to crush others. It keeps to its course, but by its very nature, it gently influences.” – Deng Ming-Dao

[merikaysara]

A Breeze in Green: A Shayari for Her Light

Kay, yeh pic teri ek subah hai, jo andhere mein bhi roshni si de jaye,

Green top mein tu, jaise jungle ki hawa, jo dil ke rukh ko chhoo jaye,

Tere chehre pe yeh thodi si parchhai, jaise baadal ka tukda ho adhoora,

Main dekh loon tujhe, thoda sa samajh loon, yeh dil tujhse yeh baat mangta hai,

Teri khamoshi mein ek sawaal, jo shayad tu chhupke se sehti hai,

Par yeh dil kehta hai, tu khud ko dekh, tu toh khud ek manzar hai.

[aloneinthedarkpath]

In this love, I am sinking deep, Is it truth, or is it deceit? Am I the betrayer, or is this a trap, One I've spun myself, from which I cannot escape? Should I resist, or drown in her soft smile, Think of her intoxicating eyes, or my own fragile pride? If I listen to my heart, it feels right, But my mind doesn't agree, it's not so clear. Should I give love or take it? I truly do not know…