23 Ways to Deal with Anger and Anxiety: Take Charge of Your Life

Life overwhelms us. We feel anxious or angry. We try but despite our best efforts things go awry. You may feel like this happens only to you but in life this is normal. Things sometimes don't go as planned.

Muhammad Ali

I am Muhamamd Ali. I love to write poetry. I like reading books and thinking about people and things. Ideas delight me, nature mesmerizes me and people confuse me. I think a lot about about different cultures, peoples, civilizations and nations but then I feel really small and think about myself and this complicated web in which you, me and we all are...I maybe boring you. Or maybe not.

18 Ways to Overcome Boredom While Writing: A Guide to defeat Writer's Block

Boredom is a reality that writers often have to face. It can be a writing gig that is taking too long or perhaps it is that story that you thought about for a long while but now you are at loggerheads with yourself in the middle of it.

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Dear Young Poet: A Poem

On the eve of the Election Day - Nov 2, 2020 - I wrote my first poem and opened this Instagram account. Not only did I admire the work I read but many of these pieces were written by young poets I wanted to uplift and inspire. I’m grateful every single day for all the lessons that brought me to today. I’m not sure I’d be as grateful had the journey been a simple one. Thank you Streetwriters for all you do in our community. We love you!

Alina de Albergaria

I am a California girl who loves the land beneath my feet. I am also a happily married mother of three and permanent resident of life’s gray area, always finding the need to unfurl a new shade.

I Sit Under the Greenwood Tree

Weekly Winners: I Sit Under the Greenwood Tree

"I sit under the greenwood" was initially inspired by the book of the same title, "Under the Greenwood Tree" by Thomas Hardy. There is also a poem by Shakespeare of a similar title. This is a reflective prompt and the submissions we got showed this character in almost every other piece.

Weekly Winners: If Tomorrow Starts Without Me

If tomorrow starts without me I wonder what will happen? Will anything change? Will the world stop for a moment and sympathize? Probably not. But if tomorrow starts without me, I am sure the night will miss me for it will have one less lover and the moon will weep for me for it will have one less friend.

An Endeavor Towards Self Love | Streetwriters

An Endeavor Towards Self Love

I write this while embarking on a journey of self-appreciation and love, where I can pause, savor, cherish and remember the things that I passionately care about; a journey where I live for myself. I write this while training myself to praise what I see in the mirror instead of my surreal imagination while taking my baby steps to create a life that veritably screams, "Me."

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The Dawn of the Living

What is life but a story, one part badly told and the other justly, one forgotten and the other…lost. Life is a story, and the road is never the same, never straight. With love and hope and happiness, it is lively but with despair and hatred, it is dead. What…

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Palpable: An Excerpt from an Unpublished Novel

All my memories are the same. Various scenes pass, I am the victim in this nonsensical existence. I just let it play out, for I have no other option. Stuck in this horror that is my mind. To and from each day I go, ever exploring. Hoping beyond hope I can find some kind of solace, make some kind of rational out of all this.

Love Is All and Love Is Nothing

…a voice, a vibration, a lost soul, an unveiled destiny. Seen, unseen, known, unknown, stumbling through hazy visions of its unredeemed past, finding not what was but still is; a picture of Love. A stunning stroke on the black bare wall of its own prison and then void…Echoes making unbearable…

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