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Strong Girls 🪷

a collection of 12 poems

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Mother

Mother

12 November 2024

I now understand the pain of a mother— now that my parents are like my children. There was nobody to look out for my mother, and it must have been so lonely. Because she was our mother, us children could never take care of her.

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blood runs thick

blood runs thick

23 May 2026

Someday, if the one you protected from the storm will stab you in the heart... ...It is not wrong to be surprised, but it would be foolish to trust that they would bandage your wound. Banish them from your heart. With immediate effect. Forever.

Unread

Unread

15 April 2025

Nobody has ever held you — because you always seemed too strong. But in the moments when you weren’t, you became too inconvenient to hold. You home the hurt soul. But did anyone warn you that,

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Just One of Those Days

Just One of Those Days

21 December 2024

The sea scrubs itself on the rocks, till foam and froth engulf the horizon. A storm is brewing a little away from the shore. The sudden downpour forces sunbathing vacationers

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The Speaking Springs

The Speaking Springs

11 December 2024

An oasis awaits in the hearth of desert sands, Quenching the weary with gentle hands. Travelers drink till their spirits revived, Then forget the thirst they once survived. Back in their cities, they never recall, The silent refuge that nurtured all.

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The lore of the lighthouse keeper

7 December 2024

The lighthouse is the brightest star in the maritime sky— a solitary, silent sentinel, guiding sailors to safety, across treacherous waves

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Strong girls

Strong girls

12 November 2024

Her parents raised a strong girl— so strong it seemed like she’d never need anyone. Now whenever someone asks, "Are you okay?" She tears up for these little considerations. If anyone listens and understands,

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South Sea Rose

South Sea Rose

4 October 2024

A South Sea Rose planted on concrete stone, Bouquets presenting to each framed window, Blossoms painting the tenants' morning sky pink. "I'll photograph her tomorrow," we'd always think. Ofcourse, she'd live forever, Her untamed grace could never wither,

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Evening Teatime Thought

Evening Teatime Thought

21 September 2023

Make it your goal, To build an army so big, That nobody dares pick a fight. ...

Morning Walk Thought

Morning Walk Thought

21 September 2023

If we keep fighting, We'll never find peace. But if we give up the fight, Would we find peace? ... ⁂

The Pessimistic Poet

24 June 2017

Why do we create art? True art- to please, to express and to relieve, But never create for others to see; For no one knows of your distressing heartbreak, And they couldn’t care less about your loved kin’s death,

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Lion-heart

3 June 2017

Oh! dear Lion-heart, Plaintive screams in your eyes, This facade of fortitude is a lie; Take off that iron amour, It’s covered in rust, Wet my shoulders,

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