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Karina
@karinanyann.bsky.social
· Apr 25
Sometimes, the people who pass through our lives for just a moment leave the deepest impressions because they show us something beautiful about the world, or about ourselves. Maybe he was never meant to walk the whole path with you. Maybe he was just a flicker of light that rekindle your warm heart.
Sometimes, the people who pass through our lives for just a moment leave the deepest impressions because they show us something beautiful about the world, or about ourselves. Maybe he was never meant to walk the whole path with you. Maybe he was just a flicker of light that rekindle your warm heart.
April 25, 2025 at 2:18 PM
Sometimes, the people who pass through our lives for just a moment leave the deepest impressions because they show us something beautiful about the world, or about ourselves. Maybe he was never meant to walk the whole path with you. Maybe he was just a flicker of light that rekindle your warm heart.
In a limbo without a window,
On the cold granite floor,
Her heart is sore, but she implores
For what she regrets: opening up.
The little heart, once again hurt,
Wishes it could revert.
#poem #poetry #literature #poet #emotion
On the cold granite floor,
Her heart is sore, but she implores
For what she regrets: opening up.
The little heart, once again hurt,
Wishes it could revert.
#poem #poetry #literature #poet #emotion
March 29, 2025 at 3:19 PM
In a limbo without a window,
On the cold granite floor,
Her heart is sore, but she implores
For what she regrets: opening up.
The little heart, once again hurt,
Wishes it could revert.
#poem #poetry #literature #poet #emotion
On the cold granite floor,
Her heart is sore, but she implores
For what she regrets: opening up.
The little heart, once again hurt,
Wishes it could revert.
#poem #poetry #literature #poet #emotion
Ebb and flow of waves
Etching their mark in the sand
A mark of remorse
#haiku #poem #poetry #dailyhaiku
Etching their mark in the sand
A mark of remorse
#haiku #poem #poetry #dailyhaiku
February 25, 2025 at 2:30 PM
Ebb and flow of waves
Etching their mark in the sand
A mark of remorse
#haiku #poem #poetry #dailyhaiku
Etching their mark in the sand
A mark of remorse
#haiku #poem #poetry #dailyhaiku
When all was done
And pleased everyone
But one still feels she could run
Faster, better, to be the one
Why is it so hard to let it be?
#Poetry #Poet #Poem #Acceptance
And pleased everyone
But one still feels she could run
Faster, better, to be the one
Why is it so hard to let it be?
#Poetry #Poet #Poem #Acceptance
February 23, 2025 at 2:34 AM
When all was done
And pleased everyone
But one still feels she could run
Faster, better, to be the one
Why is it so hard to let it be?
#Poetry #Poet #Poem #Acceptance
And pleased everyone
But one still feels she could run
Faster, better, to be the one
Why is it so hard to let it be?
#Poetry #Poet #Poem #Acceptance
December 4, 2024 at 3:01 PM
To the restless souls out there,
Who chase the faraway throne
A throne built of career steps,
A throne for tireless bodies,
A throne that demands sacrifices.
The ticking of time,
The ache of longing for family,
The withering health,
The fracturing of bonds,
The torment of love.
#poem #poetry
Who chase the faraway throne
A throne built of career steps,
A throne for tireless bodies,
A throne that demands sacrifices.
The ticking of time,
The ache of longing for family,
The withering health,
The fracturing of bonds,
The torment of love.
#poem #poetry
November 19, 2024 at 2:09 PM
Beneath your calm,
and determined composure,
you scream inside,
wailing and sobbing.
But you hide it.
Because they will call you weak,
and the world hates weak people
#poetry
and determined composure,
you scream inside,
wailing and sobbing.
But you hide it.
Because they will call you weak,
and the world hates weak people
#poetry
March 17, 2024 at 3:40 AM
Beneath your calm,
and determined composure,
you scream inside,
wailing and sobbing.
But you hide it.
Because they will call you weak,
and the world hates weak people
#poetry
and determined composure,
you scream inside,
wailing and sobbing.
But you hide it.
Because they will call you weak,
and the world hates weak people
#poetry