Let me choose kindness
that draws boundaries, not walls.
Let me choose to be
a part of someone’s smile.
Let me choose to let go,
and let battles be
the ones not worth fighting.
Let me be the best friend
I once longed for.
Let me.
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Let Me
To be Me and to love me that is all the matters . Choose yourself
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Breath between Fears
I breathe in and close my eyes, murmuring words of assurance—
this will pass.
I breathe out, gasping for strength through my silence.
I see fear, yet choose to remain unmoved.
I close my eyes again, bow my head,
and whisper a prayer: this too shall pass… it will be okay.
I breathe in,
and breathe out.
In every sunset comes a beautiful sunrise .
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The Beauty of Human Resiliency
Have you ever found yourself in the darkest place of your life—unsure if you could make it through?
We all face moments like these. And though they break us open, somehow, each time, we survive. Each trial reshapes us in ways we never expected, molding us into something stronger, softer, and more resilient.
Seventeen years ago, I faced one of those moments. My brother was rushed to the hospital with a severe stomach ache. What seemed at first like something treatable quickly turned into a fight for his life. In the span of a week, we had to process everything—the disbelief, the fear, the fragile thread of hope that maybe, just maybe, he would pull through.
I remember crying as though a part of me had been torn away. And yet, I kept on hoping. I didn’t search for explanations, I didn’t ask why. All I wanted was for him to wake up, to stay with us.
But reality settled in the moment I spoke with the doctor. My brother was already clinically gone, his heart still beating only because of the machines keeping him alive. I could not hold his hand in that moment—but I spoke to him in my heart, sending him every word of love I wished he could still hear.
And in that moment, I realized something profound: death, too, can be kind.
We often think of death as cruel and painful, but sometimes it comes gently, when it is time to let go. It is a surrender filled with love—a passage where even in leaving, our loved ones give us signs, whispers of comfort, reminders that love remains.
Reflection
Life is full of unseen kindness, woven into both joy and sorrow. Love endures even in loss. And hope—the fragile, stubborn hope we cling to—gives us the courage to walk through the darkest valleys of our lives.
In the end, resiliency is not about avoiding pain. It is about learning to carry it with grace, to find light in the shadows, and to keep walking forward with love, courage, and hope.
Our life is like these sunflower
ever-seeking the sun,
rising after every shadow,
rooted deep, yet always reaching higher,
a field of light in bloom.
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Micro Happiness
Silent smiles, downward winks—
a pulse,
a rush of something unnamed.
A glimpse of love,
the hush of peace,
the soft sunrise of hope.
Little triumphs shimmer
within this golden cage—
a secret handshake,
a quiet nod of assurance.
Tiny joys, quiet victories,
rippling through my chest,
nourishing the fragile thread of hope.
I gather them—
my moments,
my space,
my sacred souvenirs
from the life that almost was.
A life shaped before I knew
how to shape one for myself.
Golden hour that is mine to cherish .
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Wings
Wings to fly,
To soar up high,
To feel the joy of open sky.
Wings to see what lies unseen,
Above the clouds, beyond the green.
Wings to lift, to dream, to try—
To give us hope,
And help us fly.
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A New Dawn of Hope
A new day of life A new day has broken—
A light of hope, a ray of confidence.
The sun rises at the edge of the horizon,
Spreading warmth to those who feel the cold.
A new day has begun,
A chance to create memories
And cherish moments of victory.
Rise up, shine—everything will be okay.
Breathe in, breathe out.
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Gasping for Hope
I am tired.
I need to breathe.
I need to gasp for air.
I am devastated—
Shattered dreams, false hope.
I need to gasp for air.
I am trapped.
I need to break this cycle.
I take a deep breath; I will face the sunrise,
A ray of hope,
A ray of strength.
Step by step, I shall rise.
Step by step, I shall rejuvenate.
I breathe slowly…
I will learn to hope again.
A new day has broken .. breathe slowly strength will come
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Heroes Silent Tears
Always remember that it is okey that at times someone will pat our shoulders and tells us that you are doing okey . The Hero
In every story, there is a hero. She is the center of the tale, seemingly invincible, as if nothing could ever hurt her. But behind that brave facade lies a person who is deeply tired, silently gasping for breath. Her heart has been shattered into pieces countless times. Yet, just like in the movies, she always rises, fights, and pushes on until she claims victory. She takes care of everyone but herself.
Breathe take in the peace that the day gives. Cub in us
My dear hero, it is okay to be shattered at times, to take off the mask of bravery, and to be courageously vulnerable.
It is okay to be tired, to ask for help, and to accept a lending hand.
Sometimes, my dear hero, it is perfectly fine to let someone else take care of you.
Allow the cub within us to reign every once in a while, within this lion heart of ours.
You will always radiate the light of hope and kindness ❤️
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The Love that it was
Moon shines , wind whispers you held my hands I felt your warmth .
Young hearts , sweet hearts , full of dreams ,you made my heart flutters.
Distance ,growth ,changes I saw you drift away
I loved you from a far .
Moon shines , star twinkles
Wind blows humming a tune of hope .
Trees dance as they interwine a melody of Love .
Sunshine , Moon shine , star twinkle
I loved you
The warmth of you filled my life with memorable moments
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Fleeting Grace
Every so often, a spark of goodness crosses our path.
A quiet kindness that asks for nothing in return. Now and then, a gentle tenderness is given, wrapped in trust, without hesitation or demand, leaving you vulnerable in a way that reminds you—you are special.
Hold onto this, for once it slips past, it won’t return.
Goodness offered, kindness shared—but forever is fleeting.
Cherish it, even as it slips away.
It’s the peace and serenity
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