Soul Writers

‘Where Love Rules The World’

Don’t let Power and Money buy you, don’t kneel for them rich and in powered people, Don’t!
It’s better to be beaten, insulted and neglected but never kneel, walk with ur heads held up high don’t let them see ur tears don’t show them ur weaknesses never let ur self down for those people who abandoned and made you suffer from alienated agony, don’t let animosity destroy ur faith
Be patient and patience isn’t jst by staying quite and ignoring ail around you be patient on what u believe fight till ur last breath till u achieve ur goals even if it takes an aeon cause ur time will come a time where u’ll rise and alter, a time where ur heard and there’re come a day where kindnesses and love rules the word
@ nofdexit

Drowning ⬇

Didn't know my mind had oceans and tides of its own. Storms too.
Till I was 16 I sailed on my perfectly carved out boat and life was perfection. A few stumbles but all was well until one day everything went wrong. I was totally depressed and I lost the ability to feel pleasure or anything besides DOWN. I always felt down, and now that I think about it, that's what made me go down.
Peer pressure and depression resulted in me using pills. They said they would make me feel better and since that moment I knew I would get addicted, but I had no plan to throw away the so called cure I had found years after tornados reduced my boat into a few pieces of wood I struggled to stay on. The pills were like inflated plastics I could float on. Little did I know they dissolved so damn quickly in my mind's salty ocean. Nevertheless they provided me an hour of illusionary safety, only until they break down one by one. They never last. They're temporary. They don't guarantee being alright they only push the pain away when tornadoes hit me. I had to stop. I knew I'd get nowhere with em. So I let go found pieces of my old boat and struggled. But then I found this piece of metal and I knew she could help me write the story of my life-paper being my wrist and the ink being my blood. She was much more stable than the pills too she helped me survive (if I could call it that). My razor was my safest boat she understood my worry and even helped me fight my demons. But I came to realization that she was slowly drowning me in a pool of my own blood she was my demon dressed in silver. She did me no good she just gave me scars that made me want to make more of em. She didn't want to save me she needs a savior herself she just wanted another victim-just like how she makes herself appear as an angel to most teens. So I did what i had to do- destroy her and survive. I built my own boat again and believe me it wasn't easy at all and it won't be like the boat I was in at first but I'm still surviving. Still healing. And I know someday I'll reach the island of who I want to be and what I want to be and the things that happened on my way they will just be obstacles I overcame.

*To anyone struggling with depression, addiction, anxiety, self-harm or suicidal thoughts, there's no sunshine without dark, and it'll all be over someday, after all it all happens for a reason and most of all,
You're not alone.❣
-Zarra🍁 @unfilteredthoughtss

The Voice
I am now left grimacing, regretfully looking back at the times I let myself down; all because I wasn't able to listen to that little harrowing voice inside of me. It disturbingly kept hissing to me to come out of a dark playground which I adictively adored. I, then a foolish soul, started singing aloud: " I must've kicked them out". My heart has now become a wasteland, aching daily all because I ignored that voice and failed to realize my dreams and boy did I have big dreams. My mind, now more matured, once again makes me sing out loud: "Life has a hopeful undertone". It now thinks there maybe is a way to bring that little voice back...
@noidon'twannabeknown

A storms raging through your soul, I can see the thunder in your eyes. You act as if it was placed there on purpose, but I can still hear your silent cries. You were forced to become this shell, having to carry only despair. The cross you're carrying too hard to bear, your imagine on the mirror too vile to discern.

That smile can't hide the pain I see, though I'm sure no one notices other than me. Those mascara painted eyes never seem to fool me cause I know you cry then fix them when you leave with an "excuse me". I know deep down you're drowning and you're hoping the pills will save you, but it's been years since you started them yet they don't seem to heal you.

My love, I know inside you're hurting and you're trying to hide it, but I beg you to let me hold you before you decide on jumping. I do not wish to be your hero, I don't intend on saving you. But please let me stand by your side and help you save you.
@totallyTranscendentalminds

Title: To the subject loved by Einstein
And Feynman


Boy, I loved you-still do
I love doing you
You do me-I do you
Doing is what we do

The world can tear me apart
But fixing me up
Boy that's your part

I feel desparate and what I do
Is do you
So that u could do me too.
Boy don't we do each other! Or is it did?
I take my pen and open the book
And there is you
P that is you
H that's in you
U end in s dayum you
U even have y in you

Every part of you except z one that has Avogadro
Boy it hypes me up
That part tho wiz
That Avogadro
Boy it disgusts me
So like chemistry
Which u know doesn't
Suit me

The very nature of u
How u define everything
In nature is what I love
about u
I sometimes wonder if u can define u

So why did
And why not do?
Must be the question
That's poping in u

Well boy u betrayed me
You betrayed my black African ass!
What you did is that!!

Boy I thought I understood u
So confident that I was doing u
But reciprocating wasn't
Done by you
So good bye is my message to you
Gotta change my path
to never see u
Again!


BTW, my favorite part of u
Was self induction

#Budapestly_Hungarian

   Serene Riot
They said she couldn't speak up,
Nor fight for her rights.
They said she shouldn't embrace her shyness
Cause she must be ashamed of her complexion.
And she listened to them
As they kept adding up to
Her " Not-to-do-list"
That was her feeblness
Letting their words play her minds
Swayed her that she doesn't belong there
Feelings that
She's a random creature outta no where
You know what, baby girl
You do have a bright future
You know who "you"is?
You are the definition of perfection
A basis for a new life creation
Put your earphones
Keep ahead of your flaws
Flip ya hair backwards
Don't listen to 'em ridiculous jabbers
Focus on your goals
For "Goal Digger" is your moniker
It's your time to flicker
Show them who "you" is
Prove them erroneous
Watch them panic
As they change their stance.
By: @Chronic_Procrastinator

That feeling
Do u know that feeling.
That feeling when you're driving in a heavy rain,
Every drop of water hitting your car's roof top again and again.
Do you know that feeling,
That feeling when you've arrived on a road under a bridge,
And then that horribly loud sound suddenly halts,
Feeling safe like nothing is gonne bother you again,
Nothing collapsing on your windshield making it loud..... then
The inevitable comes,
As you pass the bridge and the dancing sound strikes again.
You were that bridge😊😊
@Eyobz

Dear In-Laws

For my sister's man
For my brother's dear and the girls

I was so ignorant
I treated you badly
I didn't know back then
I could affect your feelings too.

Atleast my sister is yours
Atleast my brother is yours
Atleast both of you are happy now
Atleast your lover won't go away.

I've made a mistake
A huge mistake
To think I was someone
To think I was special

The person that I love
His sister hates me
For now on I will be better
I will be more mature enough for me

Thank you for being patience
Hope you all fulfilled with happiness
Thank you for taking care of my favorite people
Hope we can meet again :)
by @FatinAbdGhaffar