the silence between us is so loud
it hums like a storm on the horizon
unsettling in its stillness
it fills the space
where words should be
stretching endlessly
echoing with unspoken thoughts
we sit on opposite sides of it
unable to bridge the gap
each pulse of quiet is a reminder
of everything left unsaid
it’s not the absence of sound
but the weight of it
that presses against us
heavy and unyielding
every breath we take seems to stir it
yet somehow
we remain deaf to each other
trapped in its deafening quiet
Tag Archives: life
Secrets
this page feels heavy
with what I can’t say aloud
secrets tucked in the folds of my heart
spill quietly onto the paper
each word, a soft confession
some are easily forgotten
while others burn like a hidden flame
writing them down
is both a release and a burden
letting them breathe in ink
feels lighter but no less real
I close my journal
feeling the weight
of what’s been written
and the quiet relief
of keeping what’s most fragile
just for me
Keep shining
In a world that often measures value by achievements, appearances, or the approval of others, it’s easy to forget an essential truth: you are enough, just as you are.
Knowing your worth isn’t about arrogance or pretending life doesn’t have room for growth. It’s about embracing the undeniable fact that your value isn’t tied to what you do but to who you are. Your worth exists because you do.
We live in a culture that encourages comparison—scrolling through highlight reels of other people’s lives, questioning if we’re doing enough or being enough. But here’s the thing: you’re not here to fit into anyone else’s mold or compete in a race that wasn’t meant for you. Your journey is yours alone, and that makes it extraordinary.
You are worthy of love, respect, and kindness—not because of what you’ve achieved, but because you exist. Let this be your reminder that even on the days you feel less than, your worth is unwavering.
You are enough, and the world is better with you in it.
Keep shining ❤️
Time
to understand the worth of time
is to see it as both
a gift and a thief
it slips away unnoticed
until one day we realize
how little of it remains
in that realization
we learn to cherish each moment
for time once lost
can never be regained
Happiness
True happiness is found when you look within and see the beauty that has always been there. It’s in the way your heart beats, your mind dreams, and your soul shines. When you embrace your own worth, you realize that happiness isn’t something to find
it’s something you’ve always carried, quietly glowing from within.
Listen
there were so many times
I held my words back
thinking maybe
they would matter to you
thinking you’d hear them and understand
but you never did
now all I have
are the words I never said
the things I thought
might change your mind
but you never cared enough to listen
I wish I had said more
not to win your attention
but to free myself from the silence
maybe then
I would have realized sooner
that it wasn’t my words you needed
it was your own willingness to listen
House of secrets
in the house of secrets
silence was its own language
the walls whispered stories
only shadows understood
and every locked door
guarded a piece of someone
you’d never fully know
we grew up there
speaking in half-truths
and learning to walk lightly
love was there
though it wore a mask
soft enough to hold you
but always just out of reach
by the time we left
we carried the secrets with us
stitched into our skin like old scars
we never spoke of them
but in every glance
we knew
Thank you
From the first verse to 50,000 views—what an incredible journey it’s been! This milestone is a testament to the power of words and the connection they create. This milestone is not just mine—it’s ours! Thank you for every read, share, and kind word along the way. Here’s to many more poetic adventures ahead!
Much love to you all
Jennifer ❤️ 😘
Unbroken lines
a steady rhythm
of black and white
each stark and silent
whispered tales of contrast
light against dark
empty against full
together they shaped a boundary
yet held glimpses of something beyond
in their beautiful simplicity
the wall bore the weight of unity
a monochrome harmony in quiet
unbroken lines
The ghost of time
time is a silent thief
slipping through unnoticed cracks
it steals moments before we realize their worth
turning laughter into echoes
and memories into shadows
we grasp at its passing
but it slips like sand through fingers
leaving behind only the ghost of what was
what once seemed endless
is now a faint whisper
reminding us that nothing stays
and time takes everything
The Creative Chic 