Author: Poetics

Connecting with souls and hearts through the power of writing. Writing is not just a hobby; it’s a calling that responds whenever inspiration strikes. Feel free to comment and reach out.

Some people are forests of quiet relief,
Never applauded, never praised aloud.
They are there when the world feels too sharp, too loud,
They do not shine—but they dim the crowd.

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Most enhancement gels are not approved by major health authorities for permanent size increase. That doesn’t automatically make them dangerous—but it does mean their claims live in a gray zone where marketing outruns science.

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A love that stays understands that real intimacy is built in ordinary moments—shared silence, uncomfortable conversations, daily choices to show up even when it’s not easy.

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I root for you
Not because you are perfect,
But because you are trying.
Because you rise after falling,
Because you keep showing up
Even when you are tired of yourself.

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Why Your Patience is the Truest Map of Your Heart We live in the age of the shortcut, the hack, and the instant download. Our collective patience wears thinner than the glass on a smartphone screen. We rage at buffering videos, sigh at slow walkers, and abandon books that don’t “grab us” in the first ten pages. In this frenetic landscape, we often berate ourselves for our lack of patience, viewing it as a personal failing, a character flaw to be overcome with mindfulness apps and deep breaths. But what if we’ve been looking at it all wrong? What if…

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Your life is a masterpiece in progress. The people you hold close are the co-artists, the ones who are allowed to add their brush strokes to your canvas. Choose them not for mere convenience or history, but for the beauty, strength, and truth they help you bring forth. For in the end, the portrait that emerges will be your own, painted in the colors you consented to share.

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“Only reveal your sky to those who celebrate your flight” is ultimately an act of profound self-love and strategic wisdom. It is the understanding that your spirit is a sacred ecosystem, too precious to be left exposed to every passing weather front. By being the guardian of your own sky, you ensure that your flight—your one, precious, magnificent life—soars to its highest, most joyful potential.

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So yes, we honor what we are—the light,
The courage, grace, compassion we can bear.
But we must also, in the deepest night,
Admit the shadows waiting for our care.
The hero and the villain, side by side,
Are landscapes of the soul, both vast and true.
The world reflects us—nothing can be denied;
Its mirror burns, revealing me and you.

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We fear the friction of truth, not realizing that friction is what creates the fire that keeps us warm. So we let the small, unaddressed issues—his spending, her emotional distance, their differing visions for the future—ferment in the dark cellar of our silence. They don’t disappear; they transform. They become resentment, a toxic vinegar that eventually corrodes the very vessel of the relationship from within.

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Dependence—not on any deity, but on reality itself—becomes a form of intelligence.
It means organizing one’s ambitions around what is possible, not merely what is desirable.
It means understanding that flexibility is a higher form of strength than stubbornness.

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