once in a while
you have to say to yourself

"I am beautiful"

because no matter what other people think
always love, believe, and take care of yourself.

Live life to the fullest and
never back down.

Maz
Maz
Mar 3

I would do anything
          to
              feel
         your arms
                   around
              me
                once again.
But I forget
                  what I
              did
                     to you.
                          And I hope
                 one day
                          you might too.

Because sometimes, hope is all you have left.
Bright, cheerful, optimistic
Alyssa Oman
Alyssa Oman
Nov 6, 2012

Bright, cheerful, optimistic
The very picture of idealistic

Very short synonym poem...
rather optimistic
Zac C
Zac C
May 8, 2013

I consider it
rather optimistic
to view myself
as a small spec
in this large swimming pool
of a universe
because
it only encourages me
to be
bigger

5/8/13
Ashley Bertram
Ashley Bertram
Oct 15, 2011

Shimmering gleams of hope
Dance across the shadows.
They show no fear and neither do I.
I know there are only good dreams to come.
Whispering optimisms,
Tell me I'll prosper.
Their silent hints make me
Hopeful and rosy.

I've danced with the devil
On many occasions.
He's convinced me I'm home,
But I know that he's wrong.
I'll follow my heart and
Always see the sun.
For the shimmering gleams dance
Across the shadows of my soul.

you tell me of all your grand adventures
and how all the lights of the city look so peaceful
from far away
you boast of dazzling sunsets and gorgeous sunny days

but i want to stay inside
the city is dirty and the lights hurt my eyes
i never want to see the sun set because endings are too sad
and sunny days make me sick
i want rain
i want to be able to cry outside and let the floods wash away the pain

"but life is so beautiful on the other side" you said
and i looked into your eyes and with a bitter tone i whispered to you
"i don't ever want to watch the sun set"

it was then i realized i had been watching it gradually fade
the whole time

that it's better to be optimistic
gf
Aug 23, 2013

i used to cut
because i was angry at myself
and i was angry at my parents
and my friends who honestly weren't good at their "job" of being said friends
and everything else in the world that didn't benefit me.

i hated myself
and i still do
but maybe less than i did then
because i'm not as angry at myself
as i used to be
and the last time i cut
was in may
and those "friends" don't talk to me anymore
but my parents still make me absolutely livid sometimes

but what can you expect?
the world makes everyone mad sometimes
and i really wanted to treat it better than it treats me
      "kill 'em with kindness!" like dad always says
but it's kind of hard to do.
it's like the one kid who picked on you
and called you fat when you were in kindergarten
but when you told the teacher
they cry and say that you were mean to them first
except the world can't cry
and the world can't talk
and i guess the teacher is the sun,
and if you think of it that way,
the sun is going to blow up in a few billion years
and then the earth will be dead
and you will be dead before that,
so i guess
that it's better to be optimistic
even when you're angry
because when you're angry
and upset at yourself
or your friends
or parents
then you get hurt
and your parents get hurt
and your friends get hurt as well

Kirsten Autra
Kirsten Autra
Oct 15, 2010

When darkness creeps

She seems to die in the night, 

Laying her head down to rest. 

Accepting the surreal world she 

Sometimes doesn’t remember.

It isn’t exactly a place of death,

Where she stays each night. 

Yet, each morning she is reborn

As the sunlights stretches into her room,

Acknowledging it doesn’t take all day

To find the purpose of its glow.

MWestmacott
MWestmacott
Apr 26, 2012

And the sea that once sung,
will sing again,
the written rhyme undone,
will be write again.

For dancing hope will always shine,
No matter how dark the cage,
A bright sharp tooth to remind,
That you must get through today.

So let your strength burn through your skin,
Claim your chance with both arms,
It is for you that I will sing,
Your own strength keeps you safe from harm.

Agnis Lynota
Agnis Lynota
Mar 7, 2013      Mar 8, 2013

In the silence of the night,
My thoughts scream nonsense
I can hear my heartbeat increasing
Because it scares me how just one head
can hold so much sorrow, chaos and wonder.
My heart is an optimist,
but my mind is one hell of a pessimist.

 
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