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Financial freedom

Financial freedom is a state in which an individual is able to live a comfortable and fulfilling life without worrying about financial constraints. This can be achieved through careful financial planning, saving and investing, and being disciplined in one's spending habits. It requires a person to take control of their financial situation and make conscious decisions about their money in order to achieve financial stability and independence.

Wheel of words

In support of life. Ahhhhhh The echoes of the world blows so hard. I was told the world is cold but full with glee We explore to know one and all. Filled with sizzling unicorns, everyone Wants a soft life. Some say they've been gallowed by the world Some Memories are 'Forgotten pages' It hurts the ones we made Memories with Becomes Memories. Our mouths gaged but not gag from confessing Life is a perpetual bloom White bullury but fresh Hmm interesting The world as made you feel crumb And also som

Wheel of words

Midnight Battles

027 12:49 AM. It's still vividly written in my mind, how my fingers twitched with pain, how the bitter coffee went down under my throat, how my eyes begged for rest, how my back shouts comfort, and how the lamp is holding on. Those memories during midnight. The memories of persevering to chase the deadlines, the memoir of studying for an upcoming recitation, the crumpled notes with an almost unreadable scribbles, and the pictures witnessed by the four walls of my room, will forever be locked ins

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True Live

Unsent Love Letters

026 Scribbles written on a piece of paper, an emotion and feelings of an admirer. Confession were marked in each pages, freeing the emotions from its cages. Black ink formed words, sealed inside the envelope as a letter should. Each lines were full of admiration, a pure and innocent adoration. On these letters, a tale was mold, a secret story that is yet to be told. On these folded papers lies the hidden feelings, a strange and crazy emotions that clings. However, these letters were remain hidde

WHAT'S YOUR JERRY?

Have you ever been lost in the chase for your heart's desire?

Obsession

025 This couldn't be love, a pure feeling that everyone wanted to have. This isn't affection of a lover, but a shackle of an agonizer. Those intense eyes and stares, followed each movement with glares. Those protective gestures, were not of a gentlemanly manners. That feeling is empty, like a void paper treaty. It'll only look one sidedly, a feeling that will end in tragedy. The tales and folklore knew it all, it wasn't love but a pitfall. A dark desire to imprison, to own someone's beacon. It w

Insomia

024 This shit is keeping me up all night, depriving of sleep and rest. Always making my eyes wide open, feeding the bags under it. It's already morning and my eyes are still open. The rooster's shouting loudly, a sign that morning is near. But I am still here, wide awake. I tried to close my eyes so I can enter into dreamland. But this shit is keeping me up, turning me into a living corpse the next day. My brain is chaotic and loud, always thinking of 'what if's' and future. It won't shut up no

ANHEDONIA

In this condition a person is totally shuttered and he often feels uneasy in a pleasant situation.

WHY ?

This poem is about a person who is not with me, but her memories are always with me.

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Again The Second Coming

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Unknown

023 These unknown feelings are creeping inside my heart. Confused whether it is love or merely attraction. You are a big figure, shinning under the spotlight, while I am an ordinary human, thriving under pressure. During midnight, thoughts about you are swirling inside my mind. Do I like you as you, or do I like your fame? Am I just drown in your life's glory, or I really want you? It's confusing, like a whirlpool in the middle of the ocean. You are someone way beyond my reach, even though we me

Dear Love

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