#hivepoetry

Resist the urge to overexplain yourself when you’re hurt(ing) I have spent too much time turning pain into paragraphs. As if the right arrangement of words could make someone feel what it was like to be

.... Watch out for us, dear ones We have put it all out for you Keep us in your prayers, generations Our bravery took us farther, in doom Don the hat, remove the shoes, salutations We who doom it near

#❤️ 🔥 Te Amaría en Miradas: Un Deseo Escrito / I Would Love You in Gazes: A Written Desire 🔥❤️ 🔥 Portada / Cover 🔥 ![Te Amaría en Miradas - Portada. Mujer en el café con mirada cautivadora representando

🌕 I love you to the moon and back… (And if you get lost along the way, you know: I'll be waiting for you with snacks and space-age Wi-Fi). It's not that it's a small amount… it's just that the moon is

Vivir en los Cielos Viajar, vivir en los cielos. Dormir en la tierra. nadar entre nubes. Ningún amanecer ocurre igual dos veces. atardeceres y amaneceres, todos vistos desde la ventana. el cielo infinito,

Did you know that, by dreaming it, a dream can become your new world? That from the bitterest root of sadness, the most radiant flower of joy can bloom. Did you know that discipline forges the champion,

There is no electricity service, but the cables remain looking towards the sky like someone who accompanies the pendulum in amazement. Baskets hanging in the air, fractured walls that only receive a coat

Greetings, Hive Family, especially to this supportive Freewriters Community! Like I always state in some of my posts, last July, I lost my father. He was my hero, my provider, and my greatest source of

Sometimes I think you're still here, that you never really left. That you'll come back any minute, kiss the back of my neck, and whisper, "Don't be sad, baby." That this reality is just a bad

When the path seem black and lengthy, And every stride seems so wrong. Lift your head; you are not finished yet. You may run though the race is difficult. The storm may yell; the night could endure, Still,

Source We look for truth in limitless heavens, Answers, though, are hidden where silence reigns. We hear less the more we yell. The truest voice whispers clearly and softly. The world is boisterous, yet

They say the person who heals themselves no longer seeks a saviour. But that's not quite true. It's not that they don't look it's that they've looked too long, in too many faces, behind too many promises

The older you get, the more you think about death. Or maybe, faced with the passings of loved ones, you spend a little time dwelling on mortality. Some monks meditate on death to prepare themselves for

a 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫 i know how you can help, she offers — bring him kale from your lovely garden i looked at the woodlice gathered there tirelessly ravaging the sad little shoots, stripping

How I Accidentally Hacked the Moon I was just trying to fix my Wi-Fi. That’s it. The router was blinking like it had secrets. I got mad, hit a few buttons I probably wasn’t supposed to, and whispered something

Versos con olor a rocío [Esp-Eng] Hola hivers. Hoy les comparto un poema cargado de amor. Quizás no sea el más estilizado, pero sí nació con los latidos del alma. Aún sin título, pero la poesía es así,

How a tree reflects life journey

Letras, selvas, circunstancias... [Esp-Eng] A veces, cuando estoy distante, como si viajara al desierto y permaneciera inmóvil al unísono, pienso en ti. Pienso en tus maneras de hablarme, como si arrancaras

En el mismo centro [Esp-Eng] Saludos. Quiero compartirles una décima que escribí hoy de un tirón. Aún no tiene título; soy muy mala titulando jjj Un abrazo endecasílabo. Si se apagan mis pupilas, si se