Welcome to Myar&cigars=Heaven
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Where Love Learns Her Name🔥
Love didn’t knock when first she came, i slipped right in and learned her name. I watched her laugh, i saw her cry, and stayed when moment drifted by. She carries Love the way some carry light, not loud or sharp, but warm and right. It lives within her gentle gaze, a steady glow through…
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1000 Poems About Her (The Eternal Stanza)
I write her name in Embers, where the quiet hour stay, where smoke learns how to linger in the night turn soft and gray. 1000 poems waiting in the grain of every line, carved in wood and memory and moments frozen in time. Each verse burn slow and honest like a cigar, kiss, my flame,…
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“Nostalgic”
What makes you feel nostalgic? nostalgic doesn’t arrive politely. It doesn’t knock. It’s slips sideways through a smell, a song, The way late afternoon light leans against a wall and suddenly I’m no longer where I am. I’m somewhere I can’t return to, standing inside a version of myself that still believed time was endless.…
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The Pug Who Healed My Heart
10 years ago, my life changed in a way I never could have imagined. I was going through a tough time recovering from an injury, dealing with constant pain, and feeling like my world had shrunk. It was in that moment of struggle that something extraordinary happened. Melinda, my dear friend, showed up one day…
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A Poem for you Cartography of Her
This is a slight change up on my poetry i hope4 you all enjoy the poem, thank you, Myart&cigars=Heaven is more than art and smoke-its a ritual. This piece exsplores the mindset, craftmanship, and slow-burn philosophy behind a lifestyle built on intention, fire, and reflection.
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The Tom & Jerry show
What’s your favorite cartoon? some cartoons fade with time, but Tom and Jerry never did. Long before streaming, smart phone, or endless choices, this simple battle between a clever mouse, and a determined cat taught me something rare. You don’t always need words to tell a powerful story. As a kid, I was drawn to…
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My first day: stepping into the unknown
Tell us about your first day at something — school, work, as a parent, etc. my first day didn’t begin with confidence. It began with quiet. The kind of quiet that settles in your chest when you wake up early than usual, stare at the ceiling, and realize today matters. Today is a first. And…
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A Story About: “Finding Courage In The Stoplight”
Have you ever performed on stage or given a speech? i’ve always believed that every person has a moment when life nudges them towards the spotlight. It might be a stage, a microphone, a classroom, or even a small gathering of friends. For me, performing or giving a speech was never something I chased, but…
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The Quiet Power Of Real Listening
I hope you guys and gals enjoy the up and coming. (Burn Session) (The Ritual)
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what could I do less of?
What could you do less of? when I look at my daily routine, I realize there are a few things. I could definitely do less of not to make life harder, but to make it smoother, lighter, and a whole lot enjoyable. Sometimes growth isn’t about doing more. It’s about removing the habits, distractions, and…
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Myart&cigars=Heaven: A Lifestyle Brand with a bigger vision
most people think a lifestyle brand begins with a product something to sell, something to hold, something with a price tag. But Myart&cigars=Heaven Was never just about products. It was born from a vision, from a life shape by fire, craftsmanship, reflection, and the quiet moment when a cigar glows at the edge of twilight.…
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Do I have a favorite place I visited?
Do you have a favorite place you have visited? Where is it? when I think about all the places I’ve visited in my life, there’s one place that always rises to the top of my memory like a warm wave, brushing the shoreline. Yes, I do have a favorite place. I was visited and that…
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1000 Poems About Her: Her Beautiful Heart ♥️
Her heart is not just something that beats in the night, it’s a soft burning star, it’s a celestial light. Not made out of muscle or rhythm alone, but of love, and of kindness, and worlds yet unknown. It hums like a river beneath quiet sands, like prayers whisper softly by invisible hands. It carries…
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A Full-Day Feast of Chaos
What are your family’s top 3 favorite meals? In every family, there are three sacred daily events, breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Not holidays. Not birthdays. Meals. And in our house, they don’t just feed the stomach. They fuel the drama, comedy, and occasional food wars. Let’s start with breakfast, the most important and most argued…
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A “Ludwig van Beethoven” Short Story
By Myart&cigars The candle cluttered as the wind slipped through the narrow streets of Vienna, rattling the shutters of a modest apartment on the Schwarzspanierhaus. inside, “Ludwig van Beethoven” sat hunched over the piano, his fingers hovering above the keys, as if waiting for a signal only he could hear. The room was dim, littered…