Skip to main content

Featured

Learn to Starve Yourself

Before their hands withhold the plate, Before you're taught that hunger's fate, Learn to dine on less than full, To tame the beast, to break the pull. When crumbs are kings and silence feasts, You’ll find your strength among the least. A man who’s fasted tastes the air, Yet walks with calm through lean despair. Let discipline become your bread, And self-control the path you tread. For those who feast at others' cost Will leave you starving, cold, and lost. So train your gut to not depend On every gift that others send. Choose now the hunger you embrace— Or else be emptied in disgrace. Freedom wears a lighter frame, It does not beg, it plays no game. To starve by will is not to lose— It is the fiercest strength you choose.

Veiled

The clouds rolled thick, obscuring sight,  
Dreams once clear now veiled in night.  
Winds of whispers, laced with fear,  
Echoed doubts both far and near.  

The path ahead, a shadowed haze,  
Steps faltered through uncertain maze.  
Yet deep within, a flicker burned,  
A stubborn flame that twists and turns.  

Each tempest tore the fragile seams,  
But could not snatch the stubborn dreams.  
The gale that sought to break the soul  
Forged the steel to make it whole.  

Through tear-streaked skies, the vision grew,  
What once was blurred came into view.  
The storms had sharpened, carved, and honed,  
A lens of strength now fully owned.  

For doubt may scream, and fear may fight,  
But clarity emerges from the night.  
The storms that sought to drown and blind  
Become the light that guides the mind.

Comments

Popular Posts