Ballad
answer
After years of questioning and searching for answers deep within, she discovered that she felt nothing towards her parents. No love warmed her heart for them, and no longing disturbed her days. After diving deep into her emotions, she confronted this painful truth and asked herself the question she had long avoided: Why? The sorrow gnawed at her as she faced this bitter reality, and the thought of whether this fate would also befall her children weighed heavily on her.
By Warm vanilla 2 years ago in Poets
The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived
You were supposed to be the one person I could confide in. Hell. You were the one person I could confide in. You were my everything. You were the one person I thought would never hurt me - the one person I couldn't ever picture hurting me. You used to fight to keep me safe. You used to be the one who'd pull me out in order to keep me safe. You were my everything. My everything. I used to love every single ounce of you, and now I can't even think of your name without crying. I can't look at a picture of you without feeling like someone shoved a razor-sharp dagger into my lung. So I guess what I have to say is...
By 'Lissa Stufflestreet2 years ago in Poets
Boss vs Leader: Understanding the Difference
In the professional work context, the terms ‘boss’ and ‘leader’ can be understood as synonyms. Nevertheless, this distinction is critical to cultivating a healthy organizational culture and performance. Where a boss is autocratic in discipline and power, a leader is more persuasive, motivating, and transformative.
By Mohammad Usman2 years ago in Poets
Nimai's Temple
In a small village nestled among the lush green fields of Bengal, lived a young boy named Nimai. His world was simple, confined to the narrow paths winding through the paddy fields, the dense bamboo groves, and the occasional banyan tree where the village elders gathered to discuss everything from the upcoming harvest to tales of the supernatural.
By Dabasish Pal2 years ago in Poets
