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  • "BEYOND THEIR EYES" di flora202003
    flora202003
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      LETTURE 52
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      Parti 49
    "A journey through perception, emotion, and hidden truths. In six interconnected essays, each part unfolds a new perspective-revealing what lies beyond what is seen. From whispered thoughts to unspoken feelings, the narrative captures the delicate dance between imagination and reality, inviting readers to look deeper into the human experience. A reflective, poetic exploration of life, connection, and the unseen threads that bind us."
  • Unlocking The Light Within  di Luna_Mystic1
    Luna_Mystic1
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      LETTURE 118
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      Parti 26
    Unlocking the Light Within is a journey for every soul silently fighting battles no one can see. For every gentle heart that has been hurt, yet refuses to stop loving.
  • Your Vote Bubble di NoellAsterWriting
    NoellAsterWriting
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      LETTURE 16
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      Parti 2
    Help me know you better. Midweek curiosity calls. You choose, you vote and your vote matters.
  • The Mirror Within di ShaliniSamuel
    ShaliniSamuel
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      LETTURE 105
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      Parti 22
    📘 The Mirror Within - Poetry That Heals the Soul The Mirror Within is a heartfelt poetry collection by Shalini Samuel, an eminent English poet from the peaceful coastal town of Kanyakumari, India. Through simple yet powerful words, Shalini takes readers on a gentle journey of self-discovery, healing, and emotional truth. This book is filled with soul-stirring poems about: Finding light during dark times Understanding hidden emotions Embracing your true self Every poem feels like a quiet conversation with your inner world-touching on pain, strength, identity, and hope. Whether you're feeling lost, reflective, or ready to grow, this book will feel like a safe place for your heart. Written with deep emotion and poetic grace, these verses reflect universal feelings we often hide but secretly wish to understand. Inspired by life, nature, dreams, and human connection, Shalini brings profound thoughts to life in a way anyone can feel and relate to. If you are looking for a poetry book that speaks to your soul, The Mirror Within is not just something to read-it's an experience that helps you look inward and find beauty in being yourself.
  • Float Bubble di NoellAsterWriting
    NoellAsterWriting
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      LETTURE 26
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      Parti 11
    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. It is the Echo Bubbleof prose: immediate, ethereal, and light.
  • Silent Melodies: Poetic Reflections from Within di elif_cvc
    elif_cvc
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      LETTURE 66
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      Parti 1
    "Silent Melodies: Poetic Reflections from Within" is a heartfelt collection of poems by someone (me) whose native language is Turkish but who often finds inspiration in English. Even though English isn't my first language, it has somehow become a way to express emotions that feel difficult to capture otherwise. Thank you for supporting this journey and embracing my voice just as it is!
  • Soft Kindle Bubble di NoellAsterWriting
    NoellAsterWriting
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      LETTURE 14
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      Parti 2
    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.
  • "Like a Soul Needs a Body..."  di EchoesOfSilentGrace
    EchoesOfSilentGrace
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    A soul is born weightless, nameless, pure- It takes a body to endure. To touch, to feel, to rise, to fall- It needs flesh to answer the world's call. And just the same... This body of mine-warm, breathing, alive- Needs a home in which it may survive. Not just four walls and silent air, But a place where love dares to care. After marriage, they said, "You are home." But I wandered like a prayer without a dome. A sacred flame with no temple walls, A poem unspoken, a voice that calls. They dressed me in silk, in vermilion light, But never asked if I slept through the night. Their house was built on lineage and pride- But where in those bricks was I meant to hide? I smiled like a guest, walked on eggshell floors, Each corner echoing locked-up doors. I left my motherland, my girlhood room- And entered silence dressed as a bridegroom's bloom. But what is a house without embrace? A grave with curtains, a roof in space. No eyes that searched my soul to see- No hands that built a place for me. They gave me food, gave me rules, But not the freedom to break their tools. A soul needs a body to feel at peace- And a body needs a home to release. Not shelter from rain or shade from heat- But a truth-soaked ground beneath my feet. A window that knows my weeping face, A room where I'm not out of place. I became homeless, not in street or stone- But in the absence of being known. In every house, I was but a guest- A body dressed... but never blessed. And yet, I rise-slow, fierce, and still- With emptiness now shaped by will. If no home claims this sacred form, Then I will build it in every storm. In my silence, in my breath, in my art- A sanctuary grown inside my heart. For I am not lost, though no one waits- I am the keeper of my gates. Like the soul once found this mortal clay- My home shall find me... one day.
  • First Burst di NoellAsterWriting
    NoellAsterWriting
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      LETTURE 50
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      Parti 12
    Floating thoughts and emotions, moving forward. Dive into the essence of my writing - layered, emotional, and reflective. Explore how each "bubble" reveals a different shade of thought, feeling, and reflection. Your journey begins here. This Way a personal guide to my four selves and creative process. Discover why I write, how I process emotions, and what fuels the verses you'll find in each bubble. Contains: English and Arabic verses
  • Whispered Verses  di AdenugaBilaal
    AdenugaBilaal
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      LETTURE 190
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      Parti 9
    "Whispered Verses" is a collection of poignant and introspective poetry that delves into the depths of human emotion and experience. Each verse is crafted with delicate precision, evoking a sense of intimacy and vulnerability. Themes of love, loss, longing, and self-discovery resonate throughout the pages, inviting readers to immerse themselves in the lyrical beauty of the written word. From the gentle whispers of nature to the echoes of the heart's longing, this book offers a journey of reflection and contemplation, leaving a lingering imprint on the soul long after the last page is turned.
  • Melodies of the Mind: Harmonizing Life's Stories di Projectdream907
    Projectdream907
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      LETTURE 28
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      Parti 15
    A collection of short stories told through the eyes of a daughter, sister, friend, and wife. Each narrative provides a glimpse into her everyday experiences, drawing from real-life events, tales from loved ones, and fictional short stories. With her pen as her companion, she shares her thoughts, opinions, and adventures, offering a unique perspective on life's journey.
  • Reflection Bubble di NoellAsterWriting
    NoellAsterWriting
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      LETTURE 9
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      Parti 2
    Your choice and my words combine in one I return with what your choice revealed - threads woven back into our shared story.
  • Silent Love  di unknownsoul44
    unknownsoul44
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      LETTURE 11
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      Parti 1
    These stories are one shot . It's about love
  • School tales di Eurreka000
    Eurreka000
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      LETTURE 86
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      Parti 1
    "Echoes of Unspoken Love" invites readers into the emotional journey of a love story where sentiments are left unvoiced and opportunities slip away. The poem gracefully unfolds the silent dance of emotions, capturing the regrets and lingering echoes of a love that remained unspoken.
  • 。Bubble。 Universe di NoellAsterWriting
    NoellAsterWriting
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      LETTURE 5
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      Parti 1
    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, reflections, sparks of imagination-floating between silence and voice. Some drift softly, others burst in color, but each leaves ripples behind. Welcome to the 。Bubble。 Universe, where words rise, echo, and linger. Bilingual, English + Arabic
  • From Dawn till Dusk . di life_by_ash
    life_by_ash
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      LETTURE 13
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      Parti 1
    This story is about an ordinary person with an extra ordinary heart. A man who want to fly relentlessly in sky of peace. A dove who don't want to migrate when season changes. All that help him is ink and papper.
  • Open Soul Bubble di NoellAsterWriting
    NoellAsterWriting
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      LETTURE 23
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      Parti 2
    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 + Arabic
  • Echoes of a Found Self" di EchoesOfSilentGrace
    EchoesOfSilentGrace
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      LETTURE 6
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    I have forgotten who I am... Somewhere along the way, I lost myself- Not in dreams, not in love, But in the silence of giving too much, And receiving too little. Now, I'm just flowing with time, Not living, just existing- Like a leaf drifting on the river of life, With no anchor, no destination. I no longer love anyone in this world... Because the love I gave-pure, selfless, and deep- Was met with silence, with denial. Those for whom I lived, Turned away when all I needed was to be seen, To be valued, To be held-just once-with the same truth I offered. And in the shadows of these broken echoes, I now turn to the one person I abandoned the most... Myself. I am learning, slowly, painfully, To love myself again- To pick up the scattered pieces of my soul, To whisper gently, "You matter... you always did." I am searching for a place... A space where I don't have to prove my worth, Where my silence is understood, Where my heart can rest- In this world that is as beautiful as it is cruel, As magical as it is merciless. I'm not looking for perfection anymore- Just peace. Just truth. Just a quiet corner of the world Where I can simply... be. 😊😊😊
  • "Embers of a Quiet Heart" di EchoesOfSilentGrace
    EchoesOfSilentGrace
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      LETTURE 6
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      Parti 1
    "I've reached a place within... where I no longer crave closeness. Not because I don't feel- but because I've felt too much, too deeply, for too long. In a world where loyalty fades like morning mist, how do you keep your heart open, when even those you gave your soul to... forget? I carried dreams not for myself, but for others. I silenced my own tears to bring smiles to faces I loved. I gave years, laughter, warmth- all without asking for anything in return. But when the silence grew louder than their presence, and I stood alone in rooms I once filled with love, I understood... some hearts don't remember where they were nurtured. It hurts, softly... like a whisper in the dark. But I've learned-solitude is not the enemy. It is where I now find my peace. I don't need anyone close anymore. Because the ones I needed the most... taught me how to live alone."
  • Kur Fjala Bëhet Pasqyrë e Jetës di Whitefoxwriting
    Whitefoxwriting
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      LETTURE 3
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      Parti 1
    Një udhëtim nëpër fjalën që nuk plaket kurrë, ku jeta shfaqet si skenë dhe njeriu si aktor i shpirtit të vet. I frymëzuar nga mendimi shekspirian, ky përshkrim prek dashurinë që digjet, kohën që rrjedh pa mëshirë dhe pyetjet që mbeten pa përgjigje. Është një thirrje për të menduar, për të ndier dhe për të jetuar me guxim, sepse përtej zhurmës së botës, fjala e vërtetë mbetet e pavdekshme.