Mindfulwriting Stories

these are not stories, just thoughts that stayed too long in my head. little reflections written on quiet nights when the world felt heavy and my mind refused to rest. s...

Sparks That Can't Be Ignored This is where art meets art. A collection of my responses-poems, reflections, and unravelings-inspired by the work that moves me. These ar...

A deeply emotional letter to God, expressing a journey through love, loss, loneliness, and spiritual resilience. It reflects on the pain of broken relationships, the sil...

Floating thoughts and emotions, moving forward. Dive into the essence of my writing - layered, emotional, and reflective. Explore how each "bubble" reveals a...

In quiet moments and midnight echoes, "Songs Without a Stage" captures the ache of love remembered, the beauty of hearts that never stopped hoping, and the sil...

Help me know you better. Midweek curiosity calls. You choose, you vote and your vote matters.

Step into the storm with Alex-raw, unapologetic, and unbreakable. Alone, Unstoppable - Alex's Storm is not just a poem; it's a force of nature, a declaration of self, an...

Your choice and my words combine in one I return with what your choice revealed - threads woven back into our shared story.

In the shadows of memory and the whispers of the unseen, Endless Echoes dives into the raw, unfiltered essence of life-where flesh and bone meet blood and spirit. A jour...

"Even pain has a language - if you're awake enough to hear it." This poem is a journey into a space beyond words, a place before time, before humans, before du...

The Surface Glimpse. Short, spontaneous, and raw thoughts. These are the fleeting ideas, the unpolished whispers, and the seeds of stories that surface from the depths...

Master book of bubbles and ecloes. Every bubble holds a piece of thought, a whisper of feeling, or an echo of memory. This master book gathers them all-poems, reflectio...

They preach forgiveness with clean hands, but leave footprints soaked in silence. Church lights shine while backyards whisper truths no one wants to hear. Blood, pain, w...

In a world that judges before it understands, I learned the power of seeing without condemning. Every life carries storms, every soul battles shadows, and some stories a...

Tiny Verse, Quite Soul We start the week softly. A bilingual spark, a short poem, a quick glimmer - just enough light for a Sunday heart.

Change, they say, is a way to break free. Surrounded by walls, there is no solace to see. Trapped in a cycle, day after day, Must keep moving, soaked in pain... Discover...

**"Red van parked. Numbers standing out - 555888. Old man steps, glances, shadows moving. I sit. I watch. I breathe. Every detail tells a story. Every moment matter...

Deep Thoughts, Layered & Real Words Here is the deep. Layered poems and personal essays - the long, steady inhale before the week carries us away. Contains: English +...

Step into my world, where every street, every corner, every house holds buried pain no one dares speak of. Walk with me as I feel the echoes of history, the weight of fo...

A letter written by a long lost newly found self