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Balancing Acts: Navigating Loneliness and Connection in a Digital Age
“How much do you trade to defeat loneliness?” In our fast-paced world, where connections often take a backseat to the constant buzz of technology and the demands of daily life, the question becomes more relevant than ever. Consider the moments when you reach for your phone instead of engaging with those around you. The allure…
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The Dual Nature of My Father
I used to wonder when I started being scared of my dad. Maybe it began when he first hit my mom or when he started saying hurtful things to her, especially when I was around. Before that, I had no clue what their relationship was like. Back then, I thought my dad was perfectโkind and…
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Melody of life’s encore.
โ๏ฝกห โ๏ธ ห๏ฝกโ๏ฝกหโฝห๏ฝกโ We were young, so full of life,Dreams like stars, we reached the sky,But time, it moves, with a steady hand,As we grow older, we make our stand. The memories, they linger on,Echoes of a distant song,But we press on, with a steady beat,Finding joy, in life’s retreat. Though youth may fade, and…
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I envy the moon for being loved.
โโบโโ โพ โโบโโ โ๏ธ I envy the moon for being loved,Her face aglow, adored above,The stars, they twinkle in delight,Each beam a kiss, a sweet goodnight. But I, a mere mortal, alone,No shining light to call my own,Just shadows in the dark I see,A lonely soul, unloved, set free. Oh, that I wish I were…
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Broken Bonds
โใปโใปโใปโใปโ With every step I take, my brother’s by my side,A fatherly figure, with arms open wide,His love and guidance, never-ending and true,But when he scolds or screams, my heart feels blue. The pain cuts deep, like a sharp knife,A wound too deep, too hard to stifle,The love he has, feels like a distant memory,When…
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The circle of life.
โใโข *โยฐใ โยฐใ In nature’s way, we see the truth,That life requires a sacrifice, uncouth.For every prey to survive and thrive,A predator must cease to strive. The circle of life, a brutal game,Where death and life are one and the same.The prey must flee, must hide, must run,While the predator hunts, his work undone. But…
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An echo of a broken childhood.
โโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: *.โฝ .* :โ๏พ. โโโ I shut the door, the screams so loud,My heart ached with a heavy shroud,I vowed I’d never be like them,A child lost, in chaos and mayhem. But life is strange, and time moves on,The past a shadow, not yet gone,I grew up fast, with wounds unseen,A broken heart,…
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*Solitude~ a nature’s charm*
โโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: *.โฝ .* :โ๏พ. โโโ In the midst of solitude and nature’s charm, I find a peace that cannot be harmed, The stillness of the trees and the gentle breeze, A soothing balm for my restless unease. The rustling leaves and the chirping birds, The crunching of the twigs beneath my feet, The…
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Does hard work pay off, I wonder?
โโโ ๏ฝฅ ๏ฝก๏พโ: *.โฝ .* :โ๏พ. โโโ Does the hard work pay off, I often wonder, As I toil and struggle with the thunder, Of doubt and fear that cloud my mind, And the hurdles that seem hard to unwind. But then I remember the moments of grace, When my hard work led to a…
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Greetings, World!
My name is Malti (pen name) and I am a writer that enjoys writing about anything and everything. Writing has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. As a child, I would create short stories and poems for my family and friends, and as I grew older, my love…