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9d
Whispers of Autumn's Embrace
Autumn paints the mountains high, With colors bold that dance and sigh. The rustling leaves in gentle flight, Their beauty echoes in the light. Crisp air carries a fragrant tune, As golden hues meet silver moon. The wind, a messenger of grace, Calls forth the season's warm embrace. … read more
28d
Poem for the day
I used to think the bottom of the bottle was a mirror. A little black cathedral sealed beneath the amber, where my soul could kneel before itself and confess everything it had buried alive. But I don't see a reflection there anymore. I see ruins. A shattered cathedral inside a shattered… read more
27d
Sunset..
The sunset carries away the noise, leaving only echoes that the night understands
26d
Masks I wear to keep the light
I laugh while shadows linger near, my smile, a veil for hidden tear. In jest I cloak my weary heart, a fool's parade, a crafted art. The world sees joy in painted grace, unmasking sorrow I embrace. With every quip, a silent plea, to hide the wounds no one can see. Yet still the… read more
11mo
The Raven and the Flame-Bride
They whisper of a girl who danced through fire, a flame-bride not meant for Midgard’s chains. She laughed in the hall of echoes, with embers braided in her hair. They say she walked where Valkyries feared to tread, not born of blood, but of light and ruin. A spark the gods mistook for mortal —… read more
7d
My Demons & Me
A crimson sky, such beauty none could deny. In awe as it waned, until darkness sustained. The chill sank in, left void of emotion. The lights had gone, I still layed there on the lawn. The bottles were empty, I'd certainly had plenty. Still the hole would not fill, efforts amounting to nil. The… (edited) read more
3mo
Looking for Some Gaming Friends! 🎮
Hey! I’m looking to meet some people who enjoy gaming and just hanging out. A little about me—I tend to enjoy simulation games, RPGs, action games, and single-player adventures. I don’t mind multiplayer games either, especially when they’re with a fun group. Games I’m currently playing: * 🌿… read more
21d
Gramophone Awards 2026
Now Spinning my last prediction. Tonight we will find out the winners!! Voice and Ensemble category: Echoes from 17th century Scandinavia with mezzo-soprano Lucile Richardot and Ensemble Correspondances conducted by Sébastien Daucé.
11mo
💗
Sometimes you forgive someone who never apologized, and the lesson is that peace is something you give yourself, not something you get from them. Forgiveness isn’t about pretending the hurt never happened—it’s about releasing the hold it still has on you. It’s choosing to stop waiting for an… read more
1mo
Echoes of the Green Hills
The silence of the mountains... (Himachal hills) (edited)
19d
Sunset on Satori
A scream echoes to silence Serenity of the careful mind The light dims upon my path to seek Guided by a love as true as you And I I find myself not alone but surrounded By a heart too big to fill Only by mere words No act as kind or untrue as a wish upon a candle makes Truer dreams do come… (edited) read more
8mo
The weight of the crown and the echoes of the ancestors. ⚔️
I’ve always felt an unexplainable pull toward the medieval world.There’s this strange, deep connection I feel to that era—perhaps it’s in the blood.
9mo
Palette of Stillness 🎨
The building stands in silence, straight and tall. Its windows open, showing life's true call. No sound but color echoes on its frame, From bright red passion to the green of peace for all. 📍Old Hill Street Police Station, Singapore (edited)
9mo
A Golden Farewell 🌻
The bridge holds breath beneath the sunset's hue. A perfect arc where paths divide in two. We pause upon this golden, high expanse, to cast a final, tender, lingering glance. For every step we took from day's first gleam, Now echoes softly in this fading dream. Though journey's end demands we turn… (edited) read more
22d
Like a song
I know it sounds a little silly but ive always considered a relationship to he like a song. You have your life and all the things you do on the daily like getting up in the morning, going to work, coming home, going to bed and doing it all over the next day. Thats the bass line and then you add to… read more
12mo
The Man I Once Loved!
"Ex? No, he is not my ex, not my past, not my enemy. He is the man I once loved with every piece of my heart, the one I dreamed of forever with. He is the man who taught me what love feels like—both beautiful and painful. He is the one who made my heart race with joy and ache with longing, the one… read more
11mo
Dispelling The Myth America Has A Short History
When people from other countries claim that the United States has a short or limited history, what they often mean is that the European chapter of American history is relatively new. That perspective reflects a very Eurocentric lens that begins its timeline at the moment of colonization and erases… read more
10mo
Do the stars grieve?
I float where twilight spills its violet sighs, Carrying echoes of moments that slipped through my hands. Moonlight drapes the night like a forgotten lullaby, Do the stars ever mourn the hearts that wander alone, or simply watch them vanish?
2mo
Where Ancient Walls Still Whisper: The Timeless Soul of a Traditional Kabyle Home🏺
Stepping into a traditional Kabyle home feels like opening a living book written in stone, clay, and memory. Every handcrafted pottery vessel, every painted Amazigh symbol, and every weathered wall carries the quiet wisdom of generations. These are not merely decorations—they are echoes of… read more
3mo
Sunset..
The sunset carries away the noise, leaving only echoes that the night understands..
10mo
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I learned your absence before I learned your weight. Your voice exists only in echoes other people carry for me now. Photographs explain you better than memory ever could. Time did not heal. It organized the wound. I am noticing how old I am becoming compared to how young you stayed. Will I pass… read more
3mo
No matter how long I waited for you
No Matter How Long I Waited for You No matter how long I waited for you, my heart never grew tired. The passing seasons could not wear away my hope, nor could silence convince me to give up. Time simply became another companion, walking beside me until the day our paths finally crossed. And when… read more
7mo
“Rough Hands, Gentle Memories”
I remember the girl I used to be— soft hands, soft dreams, a heart that startled at the dark. But somewhere along the road I learned how silence grows inside a person, how a soul can crack quietly, piece by piece, until the echoes of who you were sound like someone else’s memory. I stopped fearing… read more
11mo
Before the Final Breath
Prepare your heart with prayer, for the grave welcomes deeds, not wealth. Clean your intentions, for ALLAH looks at sincerity before actions. Remember your final home, so the world never blinds your soul. And live kindly, for every act echoes long after life ends.
18d
Echoes of a Quiet Heart 🖤🌧️
Some 😔 sips of patience 💔 are so bitter 🥀 that they snatch 😢 away all 🥺 the sweetness 😭 of future 💔 life 🖤
7mo
Luke 19:38
Luke 19:38 "Blessings on the King who comes in the name of the LORD!Peace in heaven, and glory in highest heaven!" The triumphal entry in Luke 19:38 expresses worship, recognition, and praise of Jesus as the long-expected King. In the crowd, they cried, “Blessed is the King who comes in the name of… read more
9mo
Why do we measure our worth by years and possessions, as if time were a verdict and objects were proof of meaning?
Why do we turn age into an accusation and lack into a failure? Even if you reach fifty with empty hands, you are not empty. You are still breathing. You are still here. Survival alone is a quiet miracle no one applauds. You carry scars, instincts, memories, effort. You’ve crossed distances some… read more
9mo
Genuine love nourishes you. It doesn't extinguish you nor does it starve you.
I am beyond grateful that my husband knows I am a living constellation not stone, not shadow, not something meant to endure neglect. I require nourishment. I require care. I require being kept. I was never meant to ration myself into survival, never meant to quiet hunger with water while drifting… (edited) read more
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5mo
Isaiah 12:2
Isaiah 12:2 "See, God has come to save me. I will trust in him and not be afraid. The LORD GOD is my strength and my song; he has given me victory." In Isaiah 12:2, the prophet sings to the Lord: “Behold, God is my salvation; I will trust, and not be afraid. The Lord, the Lord himself, is my… read more
3mo
Midnight Blues
And there, this night of somber came uncalled When dolorous echoes emerge in bawl As the dreamers lay in their cradles in peace Two sleepless windows bound in reminisce As though playing a record, over and over With an indelible ballad that worn overuse Harkened by its tune, basked in maroon I… (edited) read more
11mo
I moved on. My shadow didn’t.
My steps found new roads, but my shadow stood still, anchored to the echoes of who I used to be.
2mo
Sunset.. ❤
The sunset carries away the noise, leaving only echoes that the night understands..
11mo
Because if I say yes, another question echoes in my mind will I ever find the right person?
When I play with children and someone asks if I want to have kids of my own, a quiet discomfort always settles in. It’s such a simple question, yet it carries a weight I can barely name. Because if I say yes, another question echoes in my mind💭will I ever find the right person? Time is not… read more
10mo
☽｡⋆ his green brown eyes is my blue sky☁️
—his smile is my light, his voice is my hope that echoes into my world and his existence is my universe💞
3mo
Lonely or being ALONE?
I have been single for over 12 13 years. I don't really feel lonely as i am quite comfortable with my own company. There are also so many things one can do being alone... So how many of you echoes my view? So are you lonely or are you alone ?
1mo
She have my soul
She has claimed my thoughts, completely,My life is no longer my own.Everything that once guided me.Is now just background noise, faded and blown.She took my soul, she took my mind,But let it be—it’s in better hands now.Though little time is left behind,Time has lost its meaning somehow.The more I… read more
11mo
How would I describe love ?
Love is the quiet miracle that finds you when your soul is ready, the gentle pull toward the one whose spirit echoes yours. A soulmate isn’t just a partner, but a feeling like coming home to a place you’ve never been, yet always belonged. In their presence, the world softens, the heart settles, and… read more
1mo
Poetry
The Cathedral at the Bottom of the Glass I used to think the bottom of the bottle was a mirror. A little black cathedral sealed beneath the amber, where my soul could kneel before itself and confess everything it had buried alive. But I don't see a reflection there anymore. I see ruins. A… read more
9mo
The Workshop of Thought - January Reads
These books revolve around a single insistence: that thinking itself is a discipline, not a reflex. A craft shaped by training, restraint, and examination. Because thought never remains internal. It steps into action, settles into systems, and returns to us as consequence— long after the thinking… read more
4mo
The settling Moments
The sky still shines though darkness grows, A quiet beauty the evening knows. The stars unfold across the sky, Like silver echoes of the setting sun. The world grows still beneath the stars. The hurried noise of the day drifts away. And for a moment, beneath a sky alive with stars, Everything… read more