Calmth

Hi there! I'm a boy from Poland, originally from Belarus. Living life to the fullest despite a rare genetic condition. Fluent in Polish, Ukrainian, Belarusian, Russian, German, and English. I have a passion for ballroom dance and dance in general, enjoy football and chess, and love exploring new places through travel.

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    poetry

    The Devil’s dance of retribution

    In shadows draped, a soul in despair,a marionette of torment and snare.Each day a stage for their venomous act,a symphony of malice, a heart under attack.The victim’s eyes, wells of silent cries,echoes of pain in their muted guise.In every whisper, a dagger’s sting,the poison of words, their torment they fling. The tormentors dance, their laughter obscene,oblivious to the justice unseen.But fate weaves its threads, a cosmic design,their wicked deeds, their downfall entwined.For in the depths of shadows they sow,a harvest of sorrow shall surely grow. The Devil watches with eyes ablaze,awaiting the hour, the reckoning days.He sees the tears, the anguish untold,the innocence crushed, the spirit controlled.A pact he forms…

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    poetry

    Symphony of glee: an ode to childhood joy

    A symphony of giggles, a symphony of glee,unleash the inner child, wild and free! With eyes that sparkle, hearts that sing,a symphony of joy, their laughter takes wing.Unburdened by worries, untouched by strife,they dance through life, embracing the light.In puddles they splash, with mud they create,a canvas of joy, where dreams never abate. A cartwheel of wonder, a somersault of glee,barefoot on the grass, spirits soaring free.With paint-smeared hands, they color the sky,in realms of imagination, where dreams never die.A world of make-believe, where fairies reside,with capes flowing proudly, where heroes confide. A kaleidoscope of laughter, a symphony of sound,innocence unbound, where joy is found.In fields of wildflowers, their spirits…

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    Faouzia – Puppet

    Disclaimer: This work is protected by copyright in Canada and is being shared under license by Calmth. We encourage you to respect the rights of the artists by not infringing on their copyright and refraining from stealing their work. About us: Calmth is a Netherlands-based blog run by a group of authors. Our activities include providing music translation, subtitling, and promotion services. These services are protected under the copyright laws of the Netherlands. Addition as of 2024: Calmth is a non-commercial blog. Subtitled Music Video Official lyrics حريةحريةحرية Goodbye to the one that I once knewI could never change just to love youLooked me in my face, said I was…

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    Joshua Aaron & Chief Riverwind – Every Tribe

    Disclaimer: This work is protected by copyright in the United States of America and is being shared under license by Calmth. We encourage you to respect the rights of the artists by not infringing on their copyright and refraining from stealing their work. About us: Calmth is a Netherlands-based blog and its activities include providing music translation, subtitling, and promotion services. These services are protected under the copyright laws of the Netherlands. Subtitled Music Video Official Lyrics Every tribe, every tongueImmanuel, your King shall comeEnd of sorrows, end of painCome and praise Creator’s Name Woah, oh, oh, ohWoah, oh, oh, oh Speak to the land, oh, man of warTo every…

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    Autism,  poetry

    My kite

    This poem is about life with autism. Sometimes it feels impossible to make friends. We’re right there, but it’s like nobody really sees us. We just want a chance, and for someone to accept us as we are. My poem: My kite flies high, a speck of red,while my thoughts spin round in my head.I see them laugh, I hear them shout,but how to join, I can’t work out.My heart says “go!” but fear says “hide”,so under my blanket, I’ll confide. Words get stuck like toys in a box,the right ones hide like a sneaky fox.I want a friend, to share my day,show me games, a different way.Maybe they’ll see…