Healing Poetry

In “Floating Nirvana,” clouds drift across a sapphire sky as the speaker finds calm and presence in the moment. Soft silence cradles the senses, the mind is free from distractions, and inner peace emerges. This contemplative, mindful poem celebrates stillness, reflection, and the quiet beauty of everyday life.

Sometimes the mind won't slow down, no matter how hard you try. But sitting still, in nature, and visualizing each thought drifting away—like a train on leaves down a quiet stream—can create a moment of calm. It’s not about stopping the thoughts, but learning to let them pass.

Resentment is the bitterest venom congealing in the core of your vessel. Feed it, and it rises through your body. Hot. Devouring your...

I wish to go home... but, home isn’t there. I’m in the wrong time. The people aren’t there. Only ghosts. The building turned to ash. I...

How do I find myself under the layers of bodies laid inside me? Like the layers of the earth. My mother’s body pressed in prayer. My...

I've been through hell several times. I have my passport, if I ever want to go back. Sometimes the familiarity of the flames and...

Always busying myself... Distracting myself... From being with myself... Go out with friends. When they're unavailable, hop on discord...

Not forgiving is to be tethered by a bond of steel dragging the other person through the tar holding you back weighing you down limiting...