Tags self-love
Today's Definition of BeautyA Story by ishaA short story in the mind of a teenage girl coming to terms with her idea of beauty and self-love. |
Reaching Too HardA Poem by LeslieNoelThis poem describes how I use to give too freely of myself without protecting my own heart and energy. I have long since learned how to balance giving.. |
road through a foreign bodyA Poem by becauseshewroteOh, how I wish I was not me. |
The lost Sacred loveA Poem by Rusteangi RubaIt's been a while .I had taken a long break from writing my heart out.hope u enjoy this and support me. |
The Girl in the MirrorA Story by GreenEyedGalMirrors reflect who we are. That's how it should be. Sometimes, we never see ourselves in it. Sometimes, we need to be lucky to do so. |
Law of the UniverseA Poem by Ange1aNatalie17little poem i made just for fun :-) |
#137. I love me,anywayA Poem by Atlas JonesI admit I got a little off in the last few lines, but other than that, I think this is one of my best. |
A RARE BOMBA Poem by Haneefah"A Soul on an adventure' |
FoolishA Poem by Crimson HuesWhen the world teaches us to look at the materialistic side of beings I learnt to see a human for it's soul! |
After This…MoreA Poem by catwriterWatching a film about the life of Emily Dickinson while horribly ill - this came out. |
The Red Soil TrailA Poem by Amadeus the LovelessThis is what it felt like to choose between leaving or staying in church. It was daunting, but I'd do it all over again if I could go back. I would al.. |
Devil by the bedsideA Poem by BryanKA poem about seeing beyond the shadows |
AcceptanceA Story by DevilTo whom it may concern... |
chapter x: in the depth of a mind everything is ab..A Chapter by AlenaI was walking forward. Everywhere I turned was darkness. I couldn’t see in front or beside me. Yet the darkness as if it was moving around me.I .. |
ProblematicA Poem by MavisThis is a vent poem. Sometimes I feel like there’s two sides of me, one that deserves peace, one that knows suffering. Sometimes I feel like I&r.. |
What is Love?A Poem by Alex EppsSometimes crazy but mostly sane Like salt and pepper in the same jar Like the vastness of the ocean but not nearly that far Like a compass that alw.. |
God of the Sound of Particularly Tender LaughterA Poem by Wrathyou have this affinity for things you built with your own two hands have this obsession with creation that's why you learned to grow berries from.. |