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"reflection of your soul"

One of the keys to a fulfilling life is action. There is simply no other way to discover this world aside from putting your soul out in the open and forging experiences for yourself. Listening to new types of music, going to a pottery class, taking a new road during your daily detour, meeting new types of people. each single new thing you encounter poses a reflection of your soul in it. if you wish to find yourself, do so in seeking out parts of yourself in the World around you.

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"you owe yourself"

don't you dare bring down past versions of yourself. presenting themselves as stepping stones which bring you a bit closer to yourself each single day, they are the only reason you still stand. it is not by chance that grown trees shade young seedlings with their lush crowns, rescuing them from the burning Sun. one of the primary things you owe yourself is to take care of your past versions. when sadness weaves around you like a cloak, when you wish to bring yourself down for past mistakes, when you lay awake at night contemplating each single action you have taken...do not indulge. speak patiently with the version of yourself which yearns for your comfort. have the strength to choose the option of overflowing with love and compassion. it is one of the the most loving acts you can perform towards yourself.

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"heart like the dawn"

you have loved once, you shall love twice.

I pray, don't act as if demised

remains your heart, remains your soul

don't punish covering it's glow.

you've fallen once, you'll get up twice.

your body, oh the vessel's wise.

it lifts you up from depths unknown

you've not a clue the strength you hone...

you've laughed not once, not twice, not thrice.

your voice echoes a thousand times.

the lovely sound envelops whole

each single one who feels your soul.

so let your cheeks undo the ties,

undo all masks, all of the lies.

no hiding may be placed upon

a heart as yours...heart like the dawn.

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"utter the word"

oh what a riddle...our hearts on the line.

am I truly allowed to keep yours mine?

what of the future? and what of the past?

by fair means or fowl, both know it'll last.

for crystalized your soul, entangled in mine...

no way to unravel, it is too divine.

I may not be a dog, or a puppy, or pet.

yet I'll wait forever for your heart to get.

so hurry and wait. oh...you already have.

well hurry some more, you are my other half.

simply utter the word and devote me to you.

for you are the only thing I know is true.

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"story untold"

there is beauty in patience, and who you shall be.

in each mundane action, in each single spree.

brick by brick and stone by stone

to your authenticity closer you go.

in time and due diligence, rediscovering gold

tighter than ever your soul you shall hold.

yet don't turn away, don't you dare lose your pace

otherwise how shall ever the Universe place

your shimmering golden chess piece on the board?

for do you not know? there's a story untold.

each prose and romance, thriller and poem

you have to write down, not a soul shall know them

unless you do so. so do not let go.

do not leave unseen your infinite glow.

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wrote this about a personal situation but maybe my audience here may like it too! please enjoy this short story in the form of a poem :)

The Moonstone ring and the girl in a white gown

a child gently toys with beads. they are the prettiest, it seems, her eyes, they sparkle...no, they gleam. that day a choice made, unforeseen. The Moonstone gem, it stole her heart, for in her gaze, it's purest art. oh dearest Moon, what have you done? a fait awaits, can't be undone. time is a stream, a river, flows. the current rough, not a soul knows where to it leads, how life it kneads, yet...in her heart, still, Moonstone beads. how curious, what journeys bring. now on her hand, a Moonstone ring. not just her eyes, her soul, it gleams. yet as we mentioned, rough are streams... a little shake, a little rustle, and in an unexpected hassle, the ring falls off into the blue. oh what a shame...and no one knew. no water, stream, or current may hold her soul back from the dismay. a glance made left, a glance made right, her body's certain as her mind. one moment passed, she plunges down. not a soul cared of her white gown. into the blue herself she brings, though in the World, a million rings, her Moonstone gem lays deep below. she cared not of the rivers flow. dark depths, they blind, yet a bleak light leads her towards a crevice bind. and there, oh fortune, her ring lays, though far away from Sunlight rays, the glow it gives is just enough, so she collects herself, she's tough. her hands go in, dislodging vines, yet "leave me, please" - the ring it chimes. "do you not know? diamonds they shine oh so much brighter, my divine. put your hands down, and dive above. I shall stay here, my lovely dove. I shall stay here and think of you, for all the words I say are true. hence, save your breath, else you may drown. and goodness, dear, look at your gown..." a moment, two...the girl is stunned, her heart, it breaks, yet won't be shunned. both hands go on, dislodging vines, it seems she has to do it times and times again. yet, "glory" - chimes her inner voice. now up she climbs. how firm the ring lays in her hand... so justifiable. it's grand! the girl now surfaces, ashore, no longer on the river's floor, the breaths escape her lips, so free. all she can do is bask in glee. both ring and girl lay back, a-stunned, "pray tell, why was my heart so shunned? how come you urged me to abandon the only thing I hold a-tandem?" "I never meant to. trust, my heart, it never yearned for us to part. I simply didn't wish to view my only love travel askew, and drown in waters deep as these. I couldn't bare your blood to freeze. pray tell, why did your hands persist? what did your soul of then consist?" "I never told, and never shared, my heart, a piece, was truly scared... Moonstone, you held my heart before the consequence of us ashore. no diamond bright or dim compares to your shine, your glow, my heart tears, when you don't see your lovely shimmer. did you know, you make my soul glimmer?" the ring and girl rested a ashore, ethereal the Moonstones glow, brighter than any diamond may. no longer the girls heart dismayed. she gently pressed her lips to stone. how could one such great beauty hone? and till this day the two remain, dancing to cherry petal rain.

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"each twirl"

there is beauty in patience. it may seem of unsound mind, yet thus is true. only combining patience with determination shall get you to where you wish to be. stone by stone, brick by brick, each day molds you into a more profound shape. each single twirl planet Earth completes around itself brings you closer to "you" than you have ever been. hence, dear reader, I hope you agree: there is beauty in patience.

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"melt"

sometimes you have to do it alone. you have to wrap your arms around your body, hug yourself tightly, and whisper "I'm here". the least you owe yourself is support and understanding. take a deep breath, wrap your hands around yourself, and melt in your own embrace. being here for yourself isn't indicative of not having enough support. it is a sign of being utterly devoted to your wellbeing, and there isn't a single more inspiring act.

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"bitter | sweet"

"it's for the better" - you've heard those words an uncountable amount of times, yet they do not discard the pain in your chest, do they? they make it worse. you know there should be a "better" yet you haven't experienced it yet. it seems like you'll be stuck in these waters of bitterness forever, and at times you hope the people stating the above do not spare their breath. please trust, my love. trust time. trust the process. trust the Universe. above all, trust yourself. no one says it'll be easy. scream, kick, cry, perform any action (within reason) to let loose of the feelings in your body. 'bitter' comes before 'sweet' in the word "bittersweet". I pray you have trust in the sweetness coming your way.

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"art piece torn apart"

sometimes it happens quietly. sometimes it goes out with a "bang". either way, you're left in shambles, pieces of your heart scattered all around the floor.

"what do I do then?" - my dear, what is there to do but collect the pieces of your heart, gently press them together, and mend what is broken? lend yourself a helping hand and tenderly reform the art piece torn apart.

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"plunge"

at a certain point you stop believing you should back down, and you just plunge. you plunge into the depths, with only your golden soul lighting the way ahead, and you freefall into the abyss, not knowing what awaits. sometimes that's the beauty of love. the beauty of strength. the beauty of courage. the beauty of following your heart. it takes a jump into the abyss to follow it. perhaps that's why the people who do so just might be the most courageous of them all.

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"lift the anchor"

no, dear, you are not the only one with an empty feeling deep in your soul. trust me, you're not. it weighs you down like an anchor to the bottom of the Ocean, doesn't it?

"how do I fill it" - you ask? lift the anchor. act. run. love. dream. live.

strike up a conversation with the pretty girl you saw at the mall. buy yourself the shirt which immediately caught your eye in the store. ask a stranger what is their go-to coffee order and give it a try. buy the stray neighborhood cat a treat (of course, don't forget to ask the pet store workers for help when choosing it). decorate your room the way you've always wanted to.

breathe color into your own life. lift the anchor, and live.

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"love laced"

don't you get it? love has always been and always will be entangled in every single thing this Universe holds.

The lady at the supermarket buying an expensive plush teddy bear? She has been saving up for a month to be able to purchase it as a surprise for her daughter. The "constantly in his phone" boy next door? He is texting his long distance partner. They're finally meeting up in a month and the two couldn't be filled with more joy. The elderly lady next to you on the bus, with a soaking wet puppy wrapped in a blanket on her lap? She actually rescued it from a heavy downpour, and is now taking it home. It'll go from being abandoned to spending its days running around in a lovely garden along with it's newfound companion.

Unnoticeable to the untrained eye, love is laced in every single thing around us.

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"lonely echo"

there is but one human in the World who you shall never be capable of discarding from your life. Wish to take a guess who that might be? you, dear reader. it's you. how does it feel like, knowing that? like doom? like emptiness? like a lonely echo? fill it with color. sing and feel your voice beautifully reverberate, laced with with crescendo. how lucky are you to be stuck with such a lovely soul on this journey through existence...never let go of your own hand :)

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"flawlessly human"

society shames the "humanity" we harbor within. it softly whispers "tis a fool's game" into our ear. after all...

what kind of person: trips, falls, gets up, and tries again? loves, gets hurt, and continues loving stronger than ever? dreams, has their dreams shattered, yet keeps hope deep in their core?

...a flawlessly human person. it has never been a fool's game, has it, my dear? to try, to love, to hope. I plead, do not allow society's whispers to cloud your judgement. The things listed above have always been the most courageous, astonishing, flawlessly human acts your radiant soul is capable of. Deep down, you know it, you feel it in your core...yet I insist on reminding.

persist, and keep being flawlessly human, dear human.

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"smiled upon you"

take a deep breath in...and slowly breathe out. let the birds chirping lull you to peace. let the shimmering lights in the distance dazzle you to calmness. and let the cold night air flow through your body, grounding you like no other. have you forgotten? your existence on it's own is a miracle. The Universe has already smiled upon you. do you wish to know a secret? it all works out. perhaps even more splendidly than your brilliant mind may imagine.

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"forge your happiness"

forging your own happiness is no easy task, yet appoint yourself to it. for don't you hear how gleefully your soul sings upon rejoicing? bring your beautiful body outside, bask in sunlight, purchase that lovely cup you've had your eye on, smile at the lady in the corner shop, buy yourself flowers, laugh your heart out (whether alongside someone else or in the confines of your own room). forge your happiness, for that's the least a soul like yours deserves.