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Each line bends where silence speaks, ink remembering what the heart forgets. Across fragile pages, time leans softly— a whisper shaped in #hand writing, where thoughts become footprints and every word is a trace of being.. #vss365

ruhinrhyme's tweet image. Each line bends where silence speaks,
ink remembering what the heart forgets.
Across fragile pages, time leans softly— a whisper shaped in #hand writing,
where thoughts become footprints
and every word is a trace of being.. 
#vss365

Light spills soft on a tilted face, Wrapped in a silk and stillness embrace. Eyes closed tight to the world outside, Where the quiet truths of the soul reside. ​#hand folded warm in a silent plea, A bridge to the things we cannot see. #vss365

ruhinrhyme's tweet image. Light spills soft on a tilted face,
Wrapped in a silk and stillness embrace.
Eyes closed tight to the world outside,
Where the quiet truths of the soul reside.
​#hand folded warm in a silent plea,
A bridge to the things we cannot see.
#vss365

From the grey mist she rises, #vss365 #hand #SumiE #InkAndNebula a fragile face already half‑unmade. Ink flows as if it were her breath, and a hand of shadow — tender, cold — reaches softly into the empty air. She traces the line of her own cheek, as if to touch herself once

Cyb3er_Poeem7x's tweet image. From the grey mist she rises,
#vss365 #hand #SumiE #InkAndNebula
a fragile face already half‑unmade.
Ink flows as if it were her breath,
and a hand of shadow — tender, cold —
reaches softly into the empty air.
She traces the line of her own cheek,
as if to touch herself once

#vss365 In the crowded elevator, she felt his #hand brush hers. Deliberate, lingering a heartbeat too long. A hidden spark. She didn’t pull away. Just let the secret touch say everything words couldn’t.


Golden hour spills through leaves, gentle warmth soul receives. In sunlit fields where spirits play, The #hand of hope leads on the way. ​A fluttered wing, a silent prayer, Peace is found in morning air. Small and steady, reaching high, To touch the light within the sky. #vss365

ruhinrhyme's tweet image. Golden hour spills through leaves, gentle warmth soul receives.
In sunlit fields where spirits play,
The #hand of hope leads on the way.
​A fluttered wing, a silent prayer,
Peace is found in morning air.
Small and steady, reaching high,
To touch the light within the sky.
#vss365

#vss365 #Hand #Prompt Hand of quiet dominion
Veiled in argent grace Bearing tacit benedictions
Tracing fate’s fine lace Austere yet ardent keeper
Of vows none can erase In tremulous devotion
It crowns the soul’s embrace

DrNaveedAhamed1's tweet image. #vss365 #Hand #Prompt 

Hand of quiet dominion
Veiled in argent grace

Bearing tacit benedictions
Tracing fate’s fine lace

Austere yet ardent keeper
Of vows none can erase

In tremulous devotion
It crowns the soul’s embrace

I’ve come a long way, but never alone there was always a hand behind me invisible, steady patient in ways I never was never in a hurry never asking for credit just guiding me toward the next piece of light 🙏 #vss365 #hand

PreetiRel's tweet image. I’ve come a long way,
but never alone
there was always
a hand behind me
invisible, steady
patient in ways
I never was
never in a hurry
never asking for credit
just guiding me
toward the next
piece of light
🙏
#vss365 #hand

lucky to have found each other they thought; a golden future ahead together all the time in the world but they had not counted on fate intervening and dealing a cruel hand ©️ #vss365 #hand #writingcommunity #mypoem Image: Kasia Derwinska

hodgetts_susan's tweet image. lucky to have found
each other
they thought;
a golden future ahead
together
all the time
in the world
but
they had not counted
on
fate intervening and
dealing a cruel hand 
©️

#vss365 #hand #writingcommunity #mypoem

 Image: Kasia Derwinska

And somehow, that was more intimate than a kiss the way your #hand held mine like you knew I wouldn’t escape it even if I tried. #vss365

TheDualToungue's tweet image. And somehow,
that was more intimate than a kiss

the way your #hand held mine
like you knew
I wouldn’t escape it
even if I tried.

#vss365

The softest curve, a gentle light, Folded close in silent prayer. Small #hand pressed with all her might, A whisper breathed into the air. In that touch, a world so still, Faith and peace begin to bloom, Guided by a quiet will, Lighting up the darkest room. #vss365

ruhinrhyme's tweet image. The softest curve, a gentle light,
Folded close in silent prayer.
Small #hand pressed with all her might,
A whisper breathed into the air.
In that touch, a world so still,
Faith and peace begin to bloom,
Guided by a quiet will,
Lighting up the darkest room.
#vss365

Fire rages high, the world in deep despair, A child’s soft plea rises through the air. With eyes closed tight against the burning land, Hope is held within a tiny #hand. Faith is the shield where all shadows cease, Gentle touch for eternal peace. #vss365 #poetry #writers #prompt

ruhinrhyme's tweet image. Fire rages high, the world in deep despair,
A child’s soft plea rises through the air.
With eyes closed tight against the burning land,
Hope is held within a tiny #hand.
Faith is the shield where all shadows cease,
Gentle touch for eternal peace.
#vss365 #poetry #writers #prompt

A #hand outstretched to catch the light, Where orange wings begin their flight. A whispered breath, a steady gaze, Lost within the forest haze. Small fingers cradle nature's art, The beating of a fragile heart; A soul awakened, wild and grand. #vss365 #poetry

ruhinrhyme's tweet image. A #hand outstretched to catch the light,
Where orange wings begin their flight.
A whispered breath, a steady gaze,
Lost within the forest haze.
Small fingers cradle nature's art,
The beating of a fragile heart;
A soul awakened, wild and grand.
#vss365 #poetry

Light spills soft on a tilted face, Wrapped in a silk and stillness embrace. Eyes closed tight to the world outside, Where the quiet truths of the soul reside. ​#hand folded warm in a silent plea, A bridge to the things we cannot see. #vss365

ruhinrhyme's tweet image. Light spills soft on a tilted face,
Wrapped in a silk and stillness embrace.
Eyes closed tight to the world outside,
Where the quiet truths of the soul reside.
​#hand folded warm in a silent plea,
A bridge to the things we cannot see.
#vss365

A meeting of palms, a bridge of skin, Where trust is built and bonds begin. Through a steady #hand shake, worlds align, A silent promise, a human sign. No words are needed to seal the soul, Two separate halves made briefly whole. #vss365

ruhinrhyme's tweet image. A meeting of palms, a bridge of skin,
Where trust is built and bonds begin.
Through a steady #hand shake, worlds align,
A silent promise, a human sign.
No words are needed to seal the soul,
Two separate halves made briefly whole.

#vss365

Each line bends where silence speaks, ink remembering what the heart forgets. Across fragile pages, time leans softly— a whisper shaped in #hand writing, where thoughts become footprints and every word is a trace of being.. #vss365

ruhinrhyme's tweet image. Each line bends where silence speaks,
ink remembering what the heart forgets.
Across fragile pages, time leans softly— a whisper shaped in #hand writing,
where thoughts become footprints
and every word is a trace of being.. 
#vss365

I like this👅 , (But I can‘t see it in real life😭😭) #hand #sizedifferent

youjiwu111's tweet image. I like this👅
,

(But I can‘t see it in real life😭😭)

#hand 
#sizedifferent

Idk about them #hand placements being in the script…..

OliviaPopeHQ's tweet image. Idk about them #hand placements being in the script…..

lucky to have found each other they thought; a golden future ahead together all the time in the world but they had not counted on fate intervening and dealing a cruel hand ©️ #vss365 #hand #writingcommunity #mypoem Image: Kasia Derwinska

hodgetts_susan's tweet image. lucky to have found
each other
they thought;
a golden future ahead
together
all the time
in the world
but
they had not counted
on
fate intervening and
dealing a cruel hand 
©️

#vss365 #hand #writingcommunity #mypoem

 Image: Kasia Derwinska

Golden hour spills through leaves, gentle warmth soul receives. In sunlit fields where spirits play, The #hand of hope leads on the way. ​A fluttered wing, a silent prayer, Peace is found in morning air. Small and steady, reaching high, To touch the light within the sky. #vss365

ruhinrhyme's tweet image. Golden hour spills through leaves, gentle warmth soul receives.
In sunlit fields where spirits play,
The #hand of hope leads on the way.
​A fluttered wing, a silent prayer,
Peace is found in morning air.
Small and steady, reaching high,
To touch the light within the sky.
#vss365

#vss365 In golden glow of dying light, Two souls converge to bridge night. No words are whispered,yet all is said, By #hand that finds where it is led. ​Tangled fingers,quiet,steady plea, Binding "you" to "me." In every hand, story starts to bloom, Chasing away evening's gloom.

ruhinrhyme's tweet image. #vss365
In golden glow of dying light,
Two souls converge to bridge night.
No words are whispered,yet all is said,
By #hand that finds where it is led.
​Tangled fingers,quiet,steady plea,
Binding  "you" to "me."
In every hand, story starts to bloom,
Chasing away evening's gloom.

#vss365 #poetry Golden light spills like honey over her skin, Finding solace in the curve of her palm. Each #hand becomes a vessel for the stars, Tending to a fire that never burns. Silent whispers turn to embers in the dark, A prayer held tight in a gentle grasp.

ruhinrhyme's tweet image. #vss365 #poetry

Golden light spills like honey over her skin,
Finding solace in the curve of her palm.
Each #hand becomes a vessel for the stars,
Tending to a fire that never burns.
Silent whispers turn to embers in the dark,
A prayer held tight in a gentle grasp.

Blood harmony of #hands left and right dark and light Alchemical dynamic creation from the soul In fields bound by wilderness new life a newborn foal Helix of obsidian hiding in the breeze Exchequer of the spirit lives in every tree #vss365 #hand #poetry

GeneVatow's tweet image. Blood harmony
of #hands
left and right
dark and light
Alchemical dynamic
creation from the soul
In fields
bound by wilderness
new life
a newborn foal
Helix of obsidian
hiding in the breeze
Exchequer of the spirit
lives in every tree 

#vss365 #hand 
#poetry

From the grey mist she rises, #vss365 #hand #SumiE #InkAndNebula a fragile face already half‑unmade. Ink flows as if it were her breath, and a hand of shadow — tender, cold — reaches softly into the empty air. She traces the line of her own cheek, as if to touch herself once

Cyb3er_Poeem7x's tweet image. From the grey mist she rises,
#vss365 #hand #SumiE #InkAndNebula
a fragile face already half‑unmade.
Ink flows as if it were her breath,
and a hand of shadow — tender, cold —
reaches softly into the empty air.
She traces the line of her own cheek,
as if to touch herself once

Gray stones stand silent Watching the centuries turn Here I see them stand Long aeons after the hands That set them turned back to dirt #vss365 #hand #tanka-esque Stone circle outside of Rosscarbery, Ireland.

ave_omnibus's tweet image. Gray stones stand silent
Watching the centuries turn
Here I see them stand
Long aeons after the hands
That set them turned back to dirt

#vss365 #hand #tanka-esque

Stone circle outside of Rosscarbery, Ireland.

風そよぎ 綿毛の童 手を放し A breeze stirs a dandelion child lets go of a hand. #vss365 #hand #Tuzuri #haiku

KaidanTales's tweet image. 風そよぎ  
綿毛の童  
手を放し  

A breeze stirs
a dandelion child  
lets go of a hand.

#vss365 #hand #Tuzuri #haiku

The softest curve, a gentle light, Folded close in silent prayer. Small #hand pressed with all her might, A whisper breathed into the air. In that touch, a world so still, Faith and peace begin to bloom, Guided by a quiet will, Lighting up the darkest room. #vss365

ruhinrhyme's tweet image. The softest curve, a gentle light,
Folded close in silent prayer.
Small #hand pressed with all her might,
A whisper breathed into the air.
In that touch, a world so still,
Faith and peace begin to bloom,
Guided by a quiet will,
Lighting up the darkest room.
#vss365

#vss365 #FoxProse @FoxProse She offers her #hand in a phrase that flutters in tenderness, quieter than silence. He, a zephyr whisper more than a soft kiss that butterflies with her rhythm, for she's as a cerulean sky that ballets under billowing clouds of midnight movements

bionicanadian's tweet image. #vss365 #FoxProse @FoxProse  

She offers her #hand in a phrase that flutters in tenderness, quieter than silence. He, a zephyr whisper more than a soft kiss that butterflies with her rhythm, for she's as a cerulean sky that ballets under billowing clouds of midnight movements

Başrollerini #Hand Erçel ile #BuğraGülsoy’un paylaştığı #Azize dizisi Pakistan’da yayınlanacak. 💥

mycapella01's tweet image. Başrollerini #Hand Erçel ile #BuğraGülsoy’un paylaştığı #Azize dizisi Pakistan’da yayınlanacak. 💥

he'd see the starry sky no more on fog-bound ship, awash with gore last living #hand, all others dead by unseen foe with eyes blood red sharp teeth flash by lantern light a frozen scream choked by fright swift comes death across the deck wicked fangs tear through his neck #vss365

britgermanbloke's tweet image. he'd see the starry sky no more
on fog-bound ship, awash with gore
last living #hand, all others dead
by unseen foe with eyes blood red
sharp teeth flash by lantern light
a frozen scream choked by fright
swift comes death across the deck
wicked fangs tear through his neck
#vss365

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