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One more step - Poem

One More Step Sometimes I wonder how many times I've almost given up, how many mornings I woke up feeling tired of trying. How often I whispered that I couldn't do it anymore, yet somehow found the strength to face another day. There are moments when the road seems endless, when every little step feels smaller than the last. I watch others reaching places I'm still dreaming of, and wonder if perhaps I'm simply moving too slowly. But then I think about everything I've already survived. The disappointments, the mistakes, the unexpected turns, the days when I had nothing left but a little hope, and still managed to find my way through the darkness. Maybe courage isn't always about being fearless. Perhaps it's getting up when nobody sees you fall, trying again when your heart is full of doubts, and believing that even the smallest steps matter. And tomorrow, if life feels difficult again, I'll remind myself that I don't need to see the finish line. I onl...
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In the field of roses - Poem

In the Field of Roses

I walked alone,
not searching—
just breathing,
just being.

The wind was quiet,
but the roses whispered
secrets I hadn’t asked for
and truths I had forgotten.

Each petal held a memory—
some I wished to keep,
others I let fall like
wilted promises in the dust.

The thorns didn’t scare me,
not anymore.
I had already learned
how to bleed beautifully.

I didn’t sit,
I didn’t run.
I simply stood,
as if the earth itself was holding me.

And in that stillness,
I remembered who I was
before the world told me to be
anything else.

The field didn’t need to bloom for me—
but it did anyway.
Quietly.
Kindly.
Like a friend
who never left.

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