Stillness Stories

In the rush of modern life, we forget to see the little miracles happening around us. But in the stillness between our hurried steps, the world whispers the beauty which we keep missing. Be still and listen, THE EARTH IS SINGING ~

A black female Philly teenager's life: EDITING HEAVILY, I started this memoir at a very young age please give me grace upon noticing all of my grammatical errors. AUTHOR: People are gonna to think I'm crazy after reading this...Read at your own will.

This poem shows how an empty house feels after a loved one is gone. It's about missing their voice, warmth, and presence every day.

I'm still working on my Magnum Opus, a supernatural novel, but for the time being I thought I'd publish some poems that I have lying around. These are some poems that I started working on recently and I tried my best to use deep imagery and have meaning in every line. I will publish new poems as I write them if I remember to. Hope you enjoy them. I'm not the best at titles, but try not to mind them too much. Also, I will publish some poems in Japanese and Spanish as well if anyone is interested in reading them.

An introspective novel about estranged siblings, unspoken traumas, fragile reconnection, and the kind of loss that reshapes everything. Ivy has been floating through life-disconnected from her art, her passions, and even herself. She doesn't quite know where she's headed, only that something inside her feels stuck. So when a message from her brother Connor-recently hospitalized after a car accident-arrives, she's caught off guard. They haven't been close in years, not since childhood fractured them in different ways. Still, she opens the door. As the two cautiously reconnect, old memories begin to surface. Their shared past-marked by emotional neglect and quiet, enduring hurt-takes on new shape in the light of adulthood. Through long conversations and small, unspoken comforts, Ivy begins to rediscover a version of herself she thought she'd lost. And Connor, quiet and philosophical, seems like he's starting to heal too. But Connor is carrying more than physical wounds, and that the darkness he carries is deeper than she can imagine. Ivy must confront her own grief, guilt, and the fear that she never truly knew her brother at all. In Stillness and In Silence is a tender, haunting story of mental health, family, and the quiet moments that shape-and sometimes shatter-our lives. A story about what remains when words run out, and how healing can begin even in the silence.

this poem is dedicated to all the yogis out there. namaste.

For all of my poems that are not about love, dreams, or whatever else.

It's like losing yourself in water, have you tried to back float and just calm yourself and not moving at all just letting the water take you wherever it's taking you. It's peaceful.

I wasn't trying to be impressive. I was just trying to survive-quietly, efficiently, invisibly. But somewhere along the way, I stopped existing in my own work. A journal about being dependable, drained, and dangerously close to disappearing.

She had been busy for far too long. Her strength eroded by time, Leaving her empty. She longed for the stillness to linger As it brought her comfort. The excess of movement weighted down, Turning into the lavishness of nothingness. --- Writing prompt: choose one of the seven deadly sins and describe it without ever naming it.

I'm writing this poem with the feelings that I had while practically doing nothing the last few days just because it felt really good doing nothing without a care in the world. Yk like the strange feeling of satisfaction that comes with just passing the time doing nothing else but just enjoying the stillness, I'm sure you all get it... well, I hope that atleast some people can relate to this. 🤧

Do you believe in miracles? well,I do. It can be anything coming from your soul,any calling from your soul. You need to believe in magic,because you have magic inside you. I hope I will be able to take you as my reader, to an extraordinary journey of redefining every possibility of life. In the world of endless possibilities, impossible is just a word made by people who still are unknown to the magic which lies inside them. You can change everything except what is written.

The Vault of Silence is a chilling descent into a subterranean tomb where centuries-old stillness conceals a restless horror. Within its ancient stone chamber lie countless skeletons frozen in eternal screams, their silent agony pressing on every breath. Yet the silence is not empty-it waits. When the last light falters, the dead stir, and the suffocating quiet gives way to something far darker.

When facing challenges of any kind, When trapped in a difficult impossible situation, When nothing seems work out, When we can't do anything about it, Give it to Him, heart in tune, complete surrender and be still...

Silence in the Trees' is a reflection on finding peace in the midst of a busy world. The author sits on a porch, surrounded by trees beginning to bloom, and chooses to embrace the stillness. The piece explores how nature's quiet beauty offers a moment of calm, inviting the reader to pause, step away from distractions, and reconnect with the simplicity and strength found in the natural world. It's a reminder that peace is always available if we take the time to listen.

This poem was written for an ASMR video. It details the conflict between two lovers.