Tag: Peace

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    I am thunder, I am storm.
    Bones of mountain, skin of sea.
    A field full of roses and unfinished stories entertwining in the quiet in between.

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    The earth held me when no one else did.
    I remembered myself in the space between the stars —
    in that breathless silence where the broken pieces finally settled.
    Somewhere between gravity and the void, I became whole again.

  • Affogato Afternoons

    Affogato Afternoons

    Affogato afternoons, where the day softens and the heart sharpens.
    I sip the sweetness melting into the bitter, hoping it teaches me something honest.
    I remember I’m allowed to slow down.

    Some afternoons are a truce.
    Others are a battlefield,

    Where I sit across from myself, letting the espresso burn through the fog I thought I was done fighting.
    But here – in this melting moment – I let it all blur.
    The past I’m trying to outgrow, the future I’m not ready for, the voices that rise like steam and disappear just as fast.


    Because in affogato afternoons, I learn the same truth over and over:
    Even the bitter can soften. Even the frozen can give. And sometimes, the only way forward is to let yourself melt just enough to begin again.

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    She loves coffee and rain, the auburn horizon.


    She loves dreaming of naps by the Mediterranean, of being sea-soaked and salt-stained under summers golden veins.

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    Tra fiori selvatici e vino, I toast the ghosts that never learned to leave me.

    I tear the petals, I drain the bottle, I dare the night to swallow me whole.

    I bloom where I burn.

  • Find Reasons To Stay

    Find Reasons To Stay

    Find reasons to stay and stay relentless.

    Rest is still progress and rebirth is a journey.

    You will find your way.

    JACQUELINE LENTE POETRY

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    I lay under a sky painted with sweet dreams of us.

    Planets in my head,

    Galaxies in my eyes.

    The night whispers your name, you are always on my mind.

    JACQUELINE LENTE POETRY

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    Wisdom rises from failure.

    Dwell not on the past nor inflame the source.

    Correct your misconceptions.

    Transcend limitations.

    Move into the unknown.

    All the power lies within your true self and untroubled spirit.

    JACQUELINE LENTE POETRY

  • Two Strangers Part Two

    Two Strangers Part Two

    Two Strangers met
    And accidentally fell in as more than lovers

    We had different demons but matching wounds,
    And sad past tales to tell

    Two broken souls
    Trying to find some guidance home within each other

    Sadly,
    The echos of fear, ego, and past trauma were too great
    Destruction and self-sabotage got in the way
    We became lost

    From drowning in your gaze
    Skin to skin
    To drowning in your absence

    Another scar to add to the map
    Out in the cold again
    At war with my head again

    Two Strangers met
    And fell in as more than lovers
    But Love is war
    Life is chaos
    And two lovers became two strangers again.

    – Two Strangers Part Two

    JACQUELINE LENTE POETRY

  • Two Strangers

    Two Strangers

    You smell like rain and I want to be a part of your storm.

    Drown me in your gaze.
    Rearrange my mind.
    Hold me close,
    Skin to skin.

    Keep me warm from the cold of the outside world
    And the world inside my head.

    Our demons may be different,
    But we wear matching wounds.

    Tangled bones and a map of scars.
    Just trying to find some guidance home.

    – “Two Strangers”

    Jacqueline Lente Poetry

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    The sad truth is
    No one else can save you.

    You have to dust away the misery.

    Darker times behind, darker times ahead
    We are endlessly changing.

    Facing scattered dreams,
    Silent screams.

    Bleeding for a thousand reasons.

    Rebirth,
    The heart beats slow.

    Safe in quiet places
    Seeking my own comforts,
    My own means to stay alive.

    Jacqueline Lente Poetry

  • Serenity Is A Dream

    Serenity Is A Dream

    My mind is at war.
    My heart wants peace.

    One moment I am falling,
    Then floating the next,
    And falling again.
    On repeat.

    The demons creep around.
    Seeping into my bones.
    They have become my bestfriends
    When I am alone.

    Serenity is a dream far away from here.
    Reality is a prison.
    Constantly trying to escape,
    But never fully reaching the exit gates.

    – Jacqueline Ann Lente

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    This bridge is the hardest to cross. The river of pain flowing underneath is overtaking, all consuming.

    Taken out to sea. Now it is just me and the crashing waves. I’m screaming storms and shouting thunder,
    All the while adrift in the rift of oblivion.

    But sometimes you have to hold your own hand and sail through the breakdowns.
    As the storms break and the sea calms,
    I see the stars bright reflection bouncing off the water,
    I hear the sweet lullabies of the world laced into the night sky.

    And I know I have to ride the waves and weather the storms to make the journey back to shore.

    – Jacqueline Ann Lente

    – http://www.jacquelineannlente.wordpress.com

    Featured image taken by Jacqueline Ann Lente

  • Stuck In The Void

    Stuck In The Void

    All the days and nights
    Fade away.


    Fade into each other,
    Into a haze.


    All the thoughts and feelings,
    All the pain.
    A whirlpool of emotion,
    Sucking me in.


    Stuck in the void again

    – “Stuck In The Void”

    – Jacqueline Ann Lente

  • Is it Better to Feel Numb?

    Is it Better to Feel Numb?

    Is it better to feel numb?
    Even just for a little while.
    To turn off from the sadness, you’ll know you will have to face again and again

    Or is feeling numb a sign that the sadness has become too much? and you have become used to feeling like this,

    Used to all the bullshit and the trauma, that feels never-ending.


    And being numb is a coping response to try and feel some peace,

    even if its short lived, even if its for one moment.

    One little sliver of peace amongst the chaos.

    One moment of floating instead of falling into the void of darkness that is my mind.

    – “Is it Better to Feel Numb?”

    – Jacqueline Ann Lente