FINGERPRINT THEORY — on the quiet mathematics of being Lost & Found Some traces stay longer than the moment that made them. My take on Lost & Found— what slips away, what echoes, and what returns as quiet light. @wild_ink_and_sunflowers @laur_enough #wildwednesdayprompts #poetrycommunity

FRACTURED BRICKS — on the silence a childhood leaves behind This house was a home once—its walls still keep the warmth of those who made it so. Memory lingers where breath once lived and the silence carries more truth than sound ever did @wild_ink_and_sunflowers #poetrycommunity #cosmosofwriters

THE SWAN THAT OUTLIVED THE WIND I write because the year raced past and left me braver. The lake held its hush, the city its distance, and still the air hums with something like hope again. I no longer need applause—only the slow craft that outlasts weather and noise @willowisobelwrites #justatry🙈

NOVEMBER,SOFT AGAIN — how light returns in unexpected forms Some Novembers hurt This one softened — offering warmth where I expected ruin, small mercies where I braced for cold If you’ve ever needed a gentler November this one is for you @shield.of.armour #sofaprompts #novemberwriting #justatry🙈

UNTENDED EMBERS A November piece shaped by memory, loneliness and the warmth we borrow from things that leave. Writing this felt like finding a small light in a month that keeps teaching me how to endure. #imlaurengreenprompts #creativewriting #novemberprompts #justatry🙈

THE STILLNESS CURRENT — where the inner tide remembers My sea of harmony isn’t silence—it’s a softening. A moment where the waves don’t erase anything… they just return me to myself. @poeticillumination @edge_of_light_poetry #prompts #seaofharmonyprompt #newprompt #poetryprompt

SOLAR QUIETUDE — where the smallest brightness becomes enough to heal Some words don’t chase attention—they bloom quietly in the places that saved us My Dream of Sunshine: a reminder that healing is often a soft warmth that chooses to stay #mirrorpoem #palindromepoetry #stanzasociety

THE MARROW OF WINTER — where fragile light outlives the cold Winter opens slowly— through hush, through drift, through a quiet ember that remembers before it burns. @ramrockspeaks #ramspromptnov25 #promptchallenge #8wordchallenge #poetrycommunity

CLOUD-LIT SILENCE — what tenderness keeps at the edge of dawn A night that wasn’t love, yet felt like its shadow— a tenderness held in borrowed light, a quiet we both understood but never named. @mnr.creatives #themnrcreatives #mnrcreatives #misha_writes_12 #poetrycommunity #mnrcreativesprompts

THE INHALE PROTOCOL — on micro-truths, thresholds and the breath where confession almost escapes. Some truths stay held, not from fear but pressure. A threshold: meaning condensed before release. LAB LOG 6.Σ #softservescience #theinhaleprotocol #softservepsycho #poetrycommunity #scientificpoetry

THE HOUSE WHERE DAHLIAS DREAM — where loneliness invents its own lanterns A story carved from loneliness, trembling time, and the strange places we search for connection. Even a poet without a muse can build a small light out of the dark. @theempressofink #justatry🙈 #novemberprompts

UNDERLEAF —a world rewritten in microscopic steps A story told from the size of dust. Cold becomes resistance, light becomes geometry, and a fallen leaf grows into an entire universe. Even the smallest life carries the memory of a season fading @words.by.kj #promptsbykj #novembertales #justatry🙈

HELIOTROPE—on the quiet anatomy of courage Courage isn’t always a roar. Sometimes it’s a quiet pulse— the heart’s insistence to rise again beneath the same moon that watched it fall. @kry_wolf_poetry #moonandmane #kryingwolfprompts #pulseofcourage #poetrycommunity

MOTION THEORY —when particles remember what we forget Even stillness moves— too softly for certainty to notice. Healing isn’t repair; it’s motion remembering its rhythm. Curators: @isabelle_broom @brushandpentales @cosmosofwriters #cosmosofwriters #writers #poetrycommunity #poetry

MESSY — where pixels learn to blush Even algorithms ache for tenderness. #Messy isn’t failure—just proof we tried to feel something real in the static. Curators: @estlinedwards @laur_enough @wild_ink_and_sunflowers #WildWednesdayPrompts

THE MAP OF GODS — we all look up to the same sky We gave the same sky a thousand names and still forgot it was never ours. Faith is translation; wonder is universal. #poetry #poetrycommunity #poem #TheMapOfGods #humanism #sharedhumanity

HUMAN ERROR — the art of unlearning control five #drifts, one direction — inward. forgiveness is the quietest technology we own @ellie.writes2 @kalpeshdesai.official #wednesdayprompt #poetrylovers #poetry #poetryisntdead #poetrycommunity #promptchallenge

UNTENDED— remembering as continuation, not return I didn’t keep everything. but some things kept me. @poeticreveries_ #prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity

EMOTIONAL INERTIA— on reluctance, latency and the quiet physics of hearts that do not move on command. some feelings don’t move just because we say they should. this isn’t holding on — it’s the heart staying where it last made sense. #softservescience #emotionalinertia #scientificpoetry

THE GIRL WHO SAVED THE NIGHT — the hero made in silence, not spectacle Not all heroes blaze. Some learn to return to themselves — and stay. Unshaken. Unmoved. Unlost. @kry_wolf_poetry #poetryprose #literarywriting

THE RED PHONE — how memory teaches its own language Some memories don’t ask to be understood. They just return in objects that learned how to travel with us. A small thing that stayed with me. @__softspells @stanza_society #stanzasociety #poetrycommunity #poetry #poetrychallenge

CINDER VEINS — where desire learns to speak without language Connection is not fire. It is ember — a slow-burning knowing that we don’t have to rush to arrive in each other. Let the warmth take its time. #SpicySaturday #alliterationnation #joscar_poetry #poetrycommunity

PYRE — the burning that does not need flame Some fires don’t begin with flame. Sometimes grief returns as 'fever' a slow warmth beneath the ribs, a memory reheated, not forgotten. Not burning to destroy, but to remind. PYRE. @marrowlines #whispersin11words #elfchen

AFTERTASTE — when warmth remembers more than words do There are some memories that don’t return as stories They return as warmth — soft, quiet, almost tender The kind that lingers after the flame is gone Dust me in cinnamon Remember me softly.. #subwaysundae25 #poetrycommunity #dustmeincinnamon

COINCIDE — the geometry of meeting too soon or too late Some people arrive as part of the 'Games by Fate'. Not to stay forever, but to shift something essential inside us. Not loss — just change. #poetry #poetrycommunity #poem #gamebyfame

AS I LET IT GO —release without erasing what was I didn’t release the memory. I released the weight of carrying it. #poetiqueverse #lettinggo @poetiqueverse @rekhasjournal @writerpoetkim

THE ROOTS I KEPT Some memories don’t fade— they remember us too. I wasn’t watering weeds, I was tracing where love once lived, learning to hold absence without letting it wound. Grief is a place we walk gently. I still walk it. With her. #wildwednesdayprompts #Challenge #Poets #WateringWeeds

WHAT IF THE CHILD NEVER LEFT? — on grief looping inside the grown body Some memories don’t disappear. They just learn to stand beside us without asking to be understood. #promptsbyleta @tangledflxwers #justatry🙈 #poetryprompts #prompts #poetry #poem #poet #creative #art #writingprompts

THE QUIET TURN —where despair folds into hope not all healing arrives as light sometimes it begins in the simple decision to stay with yourself even in the dark #reversepoem #mirrorpoem #palindrome #poetrycommunity #despairvshope #justatry🙈

WHEN THE YEARS SIT WITH ME — a quiet conversation with the future self some evenings are not meant to be understood only carried @gatheringpoets #poetry#aginggracefully #painting #poetrycommunity #creativewriting #poetry #poemwriting #visualpoetry #peace #moments #explorepage #poems #poetrylovers

WHEN THE SKY REMEMBERS YOUR NAME — a moment of recognition, not return some absences do not leave they just learn how to shine from another horizon @gatheringpoets #poetry @ruvaani.unclaimed #artinspiration #motherandmemory #painting #poetrycommunity #creativewriting #autumnvibes #novembervibes

THE LIGHT STAYED LONGER THAN EXPECTED — a reflection, not an explanation not every brightness is revelation sometimes it is simply the return of something we thought we lost #supermoonbybt25 #moon #poetryprompts @poetrysupportbybt

MICROCOSM —even the smallest life learns how to endure We talk about grand heartbreaks and epic grief, but the truth is even tiny lives learn how to lose gently. @cosmosofwriters @thestoryofgreen #thursdaytwilight25 #cosmosofwriters

WE MUST HAVE BEEN LOVERS ON ANOTHER STAR — probably Look Maybe it was a cosmic soulmate. Maybe it was starvation, fatigue and Netflix auto-play. We’ll never know. But the blanket? Mine now. #sgreggwrites #sgreggprompts #justatry🙈 #monthlyprompts #poets_areaprompts #poetryprompts #poetrycommunity

GRAVITY OF YOU — the unfinished story that continued breathing Some stories don’t close, they simply move inward — becoming memory, pulse, atmosphere. No endings, no beginning again. Just the quiet pull of what was real. #poetiqueverse #poetrycommunity #pictureprompt

STILLROOT — patience without witness Some things grow without applause. Not every persistence needs an audience. Roots do their work in silence — and silence remembers. @poeticreveries_ #prtanka25 #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity

THE TURNING — when the pen became the only room i could breathe in Honoured to have my piece included in KALAM KI TAKKAT. Grateful to Everlasting Publication and to every co-author — your words hold light. Congratulations to all 🤍 Amazon: amzn.in/d/345b5Sl #poetrycommunity #anthology #coauthor

WHEN THE ROOM WENT QUIET — still here This one is for the moments we don’t talk about: the ache that doesn’t shout, the love that doesn’t end, the memory that refuses to loosen its hands. If you’ve ever carried a silence too heavy to name — you’ll understand. #poetrycommunity #distanceandmemory

PALEOTIDE — the body recollects water before memory Sometimes memory returns like water — not to drown, but to remind. What we survive, we carry. What we carry, shapes us. @thistooisholy #VoicesInStone #thistooisholy #poetrychallenge #poetryprompts #novemberprompts #justatry🙈

STILLFORM — a quiet holding Not all fading is loss. Sometimes it’s transformation. What remains is just as real. @stanza_society @_ayeshaasif01 #stanzasociety #poétryreels #poems #weeklyprompt #poetryprompts

THE KINETICS OF MEMORY — on resonance, reanimation and the momentum of what refuses to die quietly The past never stops moving. memory isn’t stillness — it’s momentum stored in the body. a scent, a chord, a pause in someone’s voice .. #softservepsycho #scientificpoetry #experimentalempathy

THE QUIET THAT STAYED — remembrance unfolding without permission Some memories don’t fade. They just learn to walk beside us. #StanzaSociety #remembrance #poetrycommunity

WHAT REMAINS — when the vivid part is gone Like dying flowers in a vase we don’t stop being— we simply soften. Not every ending is collapse. Some endings are just quieter forms of staying. There is beauty in what remains after the color leaves. #cosmosofwriters #writingprompt #creativewriting

BLUE SKY LAKE — where we speak without pretending Some bonds don’t need explanations. They just sit beside you and let you be real. No masks. No proving. Just truth, held gently. #blueskylake #quietconnection #poetrycommunity #tendernessisstrength

HANDS OF THE DISCIPLE — the worship was never one-sided No one belonged to anyone. They just met in the pause where want and power finally spoke the same language. With inspiration from #thistooisholy #handsofthedisciple #darkpoetry #literarypoetry #poetrycommunity

THE DRAWING — where the truth stayed We don’t always drift apart. Sometimes we just stop turning toward each other. The drawing remembered. I finally did too. #cosmosprompts @cosmosofwriters @brushandpentales @lisajewelluk #thursdaytwilight #poetrycommunity

THE ONE I LEFT — on returning to myself We do not always heal by changing. Sometimes we heal by returning to the part of us we left behind to survive. #poetrysupportbybt #24hrbybt #poetrycommunity @poetrysupportbybt

WHAT REMAINS LUMINOUS — the inheritance of silence Some hands still guide us, even from the other side. Not through touch— but through the way we have learned to stay kind. @esb.poems #esbprompts #poetry #fallcolors #creativehive #heyo #writingtogether

TRACE — the warmth that lingers after touch They don’t follow me. They don’t watch from anywhere. They just remain, in the way I reach, the way I speak softer, the way I stay. #altpoetryprompts #poetrycommunity @altpoetryprompts

KNOT
— on what refuses to vanish Some partings don’t close.
They just learn to live inside us. @likki_writes @stanza_society #poetryreels #poem #reeitfeelit #poetryprompts