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  • Why “Weaving the colors” would be my biography title?

    Daily writing prompt
    If there was a biography about you, what would the title be?
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    If there were to be a biography about me, I would title it “Weaving the Colors.” I hold the belief that life is akin to tapestries of experiences, resembling various colors. As I absorb both the positive and negative aspects of these experiences and integrate them into my life, I see myself weaving different strands of colors to create a beautiful and marvelous attire. This process is a personal endeavor, and I take pride in the fact that it’s not a borrowed design but one that I’ve earned. So, “Weaving the Colors” would be a fitting title, as I continue to collect and intertwine the diverse strands to complete the unique pattern of my life.

    PS: It’s actually coming very soon.

  • How to start your Journey to self-love

    Daily writing prompt
    What skills or lessons have you learned recently?
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    In life’s vast classroom, lessons unfold,
    Teaching wisdom, precious and gold.
    A recent chapter, a poignant tale,
    Of self-love learned, a ship set to sail.

    To love oneself before others we guide,
    A truth to embrace, not to let slide.
    For in our pain, our loved ones feel,
    Hurting them deeply, wounds that don’t heal.

    To heal oneself, a skill to acquire,
    Time, the gentle mender, the heart’s desire.
    Kindness and generosity, virtues profound,
    Give healing its time, on gentle ground.

    In this journey of self-discovery,
    No guide but self, a lone odyssey.
    Yet, in the quiet, a voice I find,
    Jesus, my solace, in whom I confide.

    So, let the lessons of life unfold,
    A symphony of growth, a story told.
    To love oneself, the foundation firm,
    In this sacred journey, a lifelong term.

  • A paradox rare

    Daily writing prompt
    Tell us one thing you hope people say about you.
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    In whispers and hushed tones, let tales unfold,
    Of a presence that brightens, a spirit untold.
    She, strict yet caring, a paradox rare,
    Leaves an indelible mark, a presence to bear.

    Gossip, oh let it dance in the air,
    About the woman who can the mountains dare.
    Anger, a tempest, yet she tames the might,
    With a smile so cheerful, calming the storm’s spite.

    In the tapestry of words, let them weave,
    Her essence, a tale that hearts may believe.
    A light in the day, her aura so bright,
    A symphony of strength and kindness, a rare delight.

    Through corridors of gossip, let them roam,
    Of her grace that turns every house into a home.
    With whispers that echo, in admiration they sway,
    For the woman whose presence lights up the day.