In the depths of my soul,
A darkness consumes,
Whispers of doubt and woe,
Echoes of past fumes.
...
In the month of November, when the air turns crisp,
And the leaves fall gently, like a lover's whispered kiss,
The land is still dry, with no sign of rain,
Yet my heart yearns for it, like a sweet refrain.
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The sun sets, a fiery ball
Beneath the horizon's call
The world grows still, a hushed refrain
As shadows lengthen, one by one
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God, all of my days
In Your presence, I'll stay
You guide me with love and grace
In Your arms, I find solace and embrace
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In every breath you take,
And every step you make,
God's presence echoes,
A gentle whisper in your heart.
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The sun slowly dimmed, leaving behind a sky painted with hues of orange and red, creating a solemn atmosphere on Golgotha Hill. There, a Redeemer of human souls hung on a wooden cross.
With love in His eyes, Jesus looked down, observing the crowd trying to grasp the meaning of His crucifixion. Among them was Mary, His mother, full of sorrow, and the disciples, bewildered and lost.
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The pillars sending signals to the earth's poles, home, grasslands, the roar of the rocky river on that bridge are memories. Some things become lessons. It's about how to hold gently. Caressing skin that starts to wrinkle. Through thousands of events, finally, there's a name that will remain in this heart, but no longer together. Like rain paintings on the window.
We will age as travelers who never tire. It's delightful to see you, and I never cease to be fascinated finding something, while at the same time you pursue something else. Like children among rows of blooming flower petals.
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I filled the void in someone's life until I was completely empty. They leaned on me, drawing strength and comfort, while I poured out everything I had. In the end, I was left drained and hollow, a mere shadow of my former self. The very act of giving, which once brought me joy, now left me with nothing but a profound sense of loss. It was then I realized, in order to truly help others, I needed to find a way to replenish my own soul first.
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If you forgets me,
I will not vanish into the dark,
Nor will I dissolve into the sea's roar.
I will remain, a quiet shadow,
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I fear to utter the wrong word,
Criticized from every corner, unheard.
And I fear to take the risk, selfishly I wish to refrain,
Do we have room for mistakes to sustain?
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In the blink of an eye, moments pass,
Reflections in the hourglass.
Time flies on wings unseen,
Swift and silent, like a dream.
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As twilight fades into the night
Enveloping the weary day
Where do you wander now?
Only the night holds the answer
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In the glow of screens, we lose our way,
Chasing shadows, night and day.
Pixels dance, our minds entwine,
In this digital web, our hearts resign.
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I am like a tree,
Unbidden, I was sown on this earth,
My roots reaching deep into the soil,
Searching for the lifeblood of existence.
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I am like the tree, unbidden, rooted to this earth,
Planted without plea, without the choice of birth.
When thirst's cruel claws rend my verdant frame,
I'm blamed for every leaf I can no longer claim.
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At midnight's door,
A good feeling takes flight,
No sleep to be found,
In the heart of the night.
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Abide with me, the evening shadows fall,
The darkness deepens, Lord, with me abide;
When other helpers fail and comforts flee,
Help of the helpless, oh, abide with me.
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With a blind map, You place me here in transience,
Erasing the distant end of the universe from my memory,
Erasing the memory of You.
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Perempuan mengirim air matanya ke tanah-tanah cahaya
langit menyampaikan salam yang mesra kepada semua burung
karena di dalam udara kulihat juga waktu menyusun tubuhnya
dari pasir dan debu jalanan yang ditebari bunga-bunga.
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I stand at the crossroads of life
My body weighed down by the burden of mortality
No longer able to bear
At the end of this road
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Aryanto Toabnani(Noen Muti) was born in Mauntaikleti on April 14 1998 in a small village in Mnesatbubuk village, Polen sub-district, South Central Timor regency. Since childhood, he has been interested in art and literature and enjoys reading from books stolen by his fourth older sister in the elementary school library.)
My Insecurities
In the depths of my soul,
A darkness consumes,
Whispers of doubt and woe,
Echoes of past fumes.
The mirror reflects a stranger,
A reflection I despise,
My heart beats in a frenzy,
As I try to disguise.
The weight of expectations,
Bears down on my chest,
I struggle to breathe,
As I try my best.
The world is a cruel judge,
And I'm on trial,
My flaws are magnified,
As I try to smile.
But I'll face my insecurities,
With courage and might,
For I am more than my fears,
And I'll shine in the light.
My insecurities will not define me,
For I am more than my flaws,
I'll embrace my imperfections,
And let my true self draw.
So I'll face the world with confidence,
And let my light shine through,
For I am more than my insecurities,
And I'll conquer anew.
'If love is a bright torch, then kindness is an unquenchable fire. We may understand the importance of love, but we will truly experience the greatness of true love when we are able to show sincere and selfless kindness. Because in the end, kindness is the most authentic form of unbeatable love.'
I feel calm and free when no one knows me. I feel free when I see no one and nobody knows my name
Can see, can walk, can touch, can hear, can talk, can breathe. Why would I challenge God about justice? I am perfect because I am similar and in the same image as Him (God) .
Focusing on self-development is something better than working for a company and always looking like a pet dog
In the end, humanity's greatest success and achievement is achieving death and going to a new world of immortality
Young people now think that love can be proven by two sexes interacting with each other. They are blind to love and enslaved by their lust
Salus suprema Lex: violate the constitution if it is for the welfare of the people but not by carrying out dynastic politics
The principle of introverts is that it is better to be alone and dream of heaven than to be exposed in a mortal crowd
'Nothing says commitment like abandoning your beliefs for the captivating allure of 'logic.' Bravo, the epitome of intellectual acrobatics - a true masterpiece in the art of self-deception.'
'God is the universe itself, and the universe resides within you. Therefore, you never have to feel lonely.'