Tag: poem

Poetry

Unbreakable Bond

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There is a flicker in my heart
Never want to depart

For what we share is rare
A bond beyond compare

In every laugh, in every sigh
Together, we will always fly

Through storms and sunny days,
We’ll find our own sweet ways.

Poetry

Courage’s Light

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Each day I rise with courage strong,
Facing the world, where I belong.
Through ups and downs, I stand tall,
Braving the moments, I won’t fall.

With every challenge, I find my way,
Fighting through colors of night and day.
Courage within, like a light so bright,
Guiding me forward, through every fight.

Poetry

Morning Rush

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Yikes! It’s time to rise and shine,
Can’t be late for this event so fine.
With a hurried leap,
Out of bed, I sweep,
Ready to greet the day’s grand design!

Poetry

Dance of Passion

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In every street, her passion found,
The dancer twirls, the world around.
With graceful leaps, her spirit soars,
A dance that echoes, forever endures.

In moonlit nights and sunny rays,
You’ll find her joy in endless plays.
With every step, she paints the air,
A love for dance, beyond compare.

Poetry

Fighting to Believe

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Some days, I can brush my thoughts aside,
But others, they linger, refusing to hide.
Negative whispers echo, a relentless refrain,
Looping through my mind like a relentless chain.

I'm not good enough for anyone to truly like me.  
People only stick around for what they can gain from me.  
I'm too boring; that's why friends drift away.  
I have to change who I am to be liked.  
I always end up disappointed by broken promises.  
My need for acceptance is pathetic.  
No one really understands or sees the real me.  
I don't deserve love or happiness.  
I fail to meet the expectations of those around me.  
I'll always be alone and unimportant.  
I'll never find someone who truly values me.  
I will always struggle to connect with others.  
My efforts never lead to any meaningful relationships.  
I am constantly let down by others.  
I am not worthy of friendship or love.  

Most days, I know that this is not true,  
But at times, it is hard to fight the thoughts,  
And then I start to believe them.

Therapy has been my guiding light;  
I’ve learned skills to cope and fight.  
Though they help me more often than not,  
Negative thoughts still creep in and cloud my thoughts.  

Friends and family lend a hand,  
Yet only a few truly understand.  
Their efforts, though kind, sometimes fall short,  
More hindrance than help in the emotional sport.  

Here I stand, pushing through,  
Some days weigh heavy, it’s true.  
In the battle with my mind,  
I fight hard, but peace is hard to find.  

Yet I promise I will rise anew,  
Just a little time, and I’ll break through.  
Though the struggle might seem long,  
I’ll find my strength and carry on.

Challenge, Poetry, Word of the Day

Beckon

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Beckon

The quiet woods at dusk begin to beckon,
a whisper soft enough to make me reckon
with all the paths I never dared to take,
the dreams I shelved, the chances I let break—
yet still the fading light says, come, and I awaken.

Poetry

Whispers of the Twilight Reef

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In the twilight, a lantern glows,
Casting light on the secret reef,
Where dreams dance beneath the waves,
Lost treasures hidden from the street.

A lonely railing whispers tales,
Of shadows lurking in the basement,
Echoes of laughter, memories drift,
Through the window, soft and faint.

Each layer unfolds a story,
A journey from the depths to the light,
Embracing the beauty of what was,
In the twilight, where night greets day.

Challenge, Laughing Along with a Limerick, Poetry

Laughing Along With A Limerick

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Laughing Along With A Limerick

There once was a cow who lived in a barn,
who was always warned of the fox on the farm;
but she’d wander at night,
’til she got quite a fright—
now she stays where it’s safe from all harm.

Poetry

Why Am I Blind?

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Why am I blind
to what stands right before me?
Nothing has shifted,
and maybe nothing will —
yet still I reach,
hoping the world
is softer than it seems.

Poetry

Near and Dear

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Be still my beating heart for love is surely near,
Someone just for you, to hold you close and dear.


A gentle touch, a laughing smile,
Together we can walk a while.

Poetry

Nature’s Whispers

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In the sky, the clouds drift slow,
The sunlight peeks, then starts to glow.
A chance of rain, a chance of cheer,
Nature’s whispers, loud and clear.

The forecast changes, day by day,
Sometimes stormy, sometimes play.
Yet through it all, we find our way,
Embracing each new dawn’s display.

So let the winds and weather flow,
With open hearts, we’ll bravely grow.
No matter what tomorrow brings,
In every forecast, joy still sings.