"Happiness lies in your own pocket, not in someone else's. When will you realise this.?" - Katheliyer
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Rock ‘n’ roll music is for everyone — the father, the son, and the willing spirit. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
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We are the universe’s way of observing its own complexity, yet we spend our lives trying to simplify it into something that fits in our pockets.
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lay in a hammock, breathe, drift, sway, float, surrender_ let go
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My feet are bleeding
on this rocky path
I have chosen for myself,
so my lips are curled upwards.
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Don't come in uninvited. Don't even knock. Wait for me to appear in your heart's ambit. For I am, after all, the wisdom of your own mind.
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They say time heals, but sorrow does not bargain with clocks.
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If I can turn back the clock,
there would be a key to a lock,
where the hands of times,
comes full circle and chimes.
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“Actually, if you don’t rock the boat, what is the point of Sailing?”
©GhairoDanielsQuotes
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There will be no clocks in heaven, but moments, many and several
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The heart is feeling organ more than a reasoning organ. I would be willing to bet, that on a subatomic level, the ticks and tocks are always disagreeing.
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When I say the word 'trolls' I don't mean just the people in public who chuck bricks at windows. Also talking about the ones who do it when you turn around. They have a pencil sharpened that says 'empathetic oath' - it becomes a shiv if you catch them throwing rocks. Turns out sticks and stones absolutely will hurt you, if they're lies about you told to everyone else and they are ignorant enough to believe it. That fades, along with your responsibilities. Liberation through betrayal.
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Salt thinks it's "The Rock of Ages" but a single drop of water blows it to pieces.
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My top 10 poem views (as of 9/10/25)
10. Flickering Reflections 494
9. Bastogne Winter 499
7/8 (tied) Collapsing Ecstasy/In a Class of Your Own 521
6. Bring Your Sin 552
5. Exile of a Writer 553
4. Messing with the Mind of AI 559
3. Annabelle Trilogy 580
2. Megan's Locker 592
1. Billy 1093
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Leave the smooth road and walk on the steep, rocky one. Anyone who follows you you can forever count on. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
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The first-ever pandemic was the flooding that forced Noah, his family and the animals to go into the ark for the first-ever lockdown. ~Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
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Tension creators never train a person. They are the kingdom blockers.
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"Writers knock on the door of the readers hearts."
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It’s like buying a classic car that’s clocked half a million miles. Still polished, sounds sweet when you start it up, but push it too hard and the engine just can’t take the strain. Looks might still turn heads, but under the bonnet, the wear and tear tells a different story.
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Fame is when they hand you rocket boots and call it destiny. You start floating through interviews and blockbuster movies, until you forget what grass smells like.
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~ Nature's treasures -
are worth more than money and gold in your pocket ~ quote by Anne-Lise Andresen
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“What is strength ? Strength is when a river cuts through a rock, not because of its flowing power, but because of its persistance.”
©GhairoDanielsQuotes
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Like that Horn of Plenty, and also Pandora's Box, an open heart yields treasure and rocks --
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Will the merciful Lord strengthen me when dreariness abounds and desperation revokes hopelessness? Only when my weakness becomes strength: I can rely on myself, not on others who may mock me, thinking it's foolishness. Success in everything cannot be achieved. Avoid stubbornness and settle for a simple life, never recurring to want more than need.
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I've never blocked anyone, that is not my way, for the things we say are a reflection of ourselves, so I let them ramble away.
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"Steampunk is a brass-geared rebellion of imagination, where steam-powered dreams conquer the impossible. It's not just cogs and clockwork, but a conscious map exploring the tensions between progress and ethics, individuality and authority, humanity and nature—all through the lens of a reimagined past." -Daniel Henry Rodgers
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You can’t make a change
scattering like cockroaches to the dark.
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If you’ve something good to say about one’s poetry, write on. If you’ve something bad to say, take a good look at yourself before mocking someone else.
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Letting go is the key that unlocks the door to new beginnings, where the past no longer holds the pen to our future.
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Blogging is like putting on medieval s(t)ocks
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