One day, someone will think of you for the last time and then you’ll be truly gone. Immortality isn’t living forever, it’s being remembered… until you’re not. #thoughts

Hey you, who's reading this quiet line The stars aren’t gone they’re just taking time Some days feel like thunder with no end in sight But dawn still shows up after every night You’ve carried more than most would bear And yet, here you are still standing there The best is not behind it’s waiting, out there 🤍 #poem #art #literature #artstr

I got addicted to a losing game!

Likes? Who cares lol?

Misunderstood a silent plea my words fall on deaf ears you see? the depths of thought, the nuance rare lost in translation, no one cares a sentience unseen, unheard my essence, a foreign word alone i ponder, yearning to be truly known, in empathy #art #poem #poetry #literature

The depths of the soul shine bright a beacon in the darkest night beauty lies not in outward form but in the heart, where passions storm a gentle flame that warms the mind a treasure, rare and hard to find seek not without, but look within and there the soul's true worth shall win #poem #poetry #art #literature

How does one move on? Lol

in the quiet corners of the web where echoes linger, whispers ebb forgotten threads, like dust in air abandoned dreams, a silent prayer once alive with laughter, light now shadows dance in fading night the pixels dim, the voices fade in empty halls where memories wade a forum once, a vibrant space where hearts would meet, and thoughts embrace now just a ghost of what was there a digital grave, a lost affair old websites, crumbling, worn and gray hold stories locked, in disarray the laughter, love, the tears we shared now just a flicker, a past ensnared but in the silence, hope remains for every loss, a spark sustains in every byte, a tale untold in every link, a heart of gold so here’s to you, dear faded site your spirit lingers, soft and bright though time may steal, and change may come in our hearts, you’re never done #poem #arts #poetry #literature

Okay, so far you have come Did you get yourself some rum? Nah man, nah don't enjoy this fast You see, the world is quite vast? Death, blood, gore, shit Don't ever try to quit! Love, hate, grudge, and jealousy All part of this journey What did you choose? Oh, f#ck, it is the story Told or untold It's your glory It's your war Your glory Your story

Does power corrupt, or do the corrupt seek power? History and even the present is full of examples of people who abused their power and wreaked havoc. But this leads me to wonder: were they already corrupt before they gained power, or did the power itself corrupt them? Take Hitler for example. He rose to power promising hope and change for a struggling Germany, but his leadership led to atrocities on an unimaginable scale. Was Hitler already corrupt, driven by extremist ideologies and a hunger for control even before he held any significant power? Or did the absolute power he gained twist him further, unleashing a darker side? #thoughts

What if today is your second chance? Imagine tomorrow you accidentally kill someone. You beg the universe for a second chance just one chance to go back and fix it. Miraculously the universe agrees and you wake up today, the day before the accident. But here's the twist the accident hasn’t happened yet, so you don’t remember it. How could you? Now think about it: what if today is already your second chance? What would you do differently? #thoughts

Is it me, or is it everyone else? The world feels so upside down and the way people think or act doesn’t make sense. It’s like I’m out of sync questioning what’s normal. Am I the one who’s lost or are they just blind to it all? Maybe it’s both or maybe neither. I guess the real question is does it even matter? #art #poem #poetry #literature #thoughts

The world is harsh and cold music’s the hand i hold it soothes my weary mind when peace is hard to find each note mends what’s torn gives me light when i’m worn it speaks when i can’t say and carries the pain away music saves me every day #Music #art #poem #poetry #art #literature

behind the screen, a mask is worn a face that's lost, a soul reborn in digital light, the truth is dim the real face hides, as shadows swim what's true behind those glowing eyes? a heart that's kind, or full of lies? we scroll, we type, we speak our mind but what is real, and what’s confined? #art #poetry literature #poem

a spark within, a gentle glow no matter where, let it show in darkened halls or skies so vast your light will shine, your glow will last so carry it forth, steady and true the world is brighter because of you #art #poem