The_divine-poems22 - Hello Poetry

I am a Supa Woman One who possesses traits of a Queen Poise and never flaunts Calm and never taunts Special in every kind of way Soulful each and every day Aware of her flaws Always tries to keep her claws Mindful of her words Truthful to her world Her weaknesses are her strengths That is how she exists Her beauty is her kindness Sensuality is her happiness And love is her aura I am a Supa Woman **** Understanding Powerful Amazing A Warrior Omnicompetent Majestic Attractive and Natural. I am a Supa Woman OP Aphane

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Jan 23, 2021

Jan 23, 2021 at 5:13 PM UTC

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Supa Woman

I am a Supa Woman One who possesses traits of a Queen Poise and never flaunts Calm and never taunts Special in every kind of way Soulful each and every day Aware of her flaws Always tries to keep her claws Mindful of her words Truthful to her world Her weaknesses are her strengths That is how she exists Her beauty is her kindness Sensuality is her happiness And love is her aura I am a Supa Woman **** Understanding Powerful Amazing A Warrior Omnicompetent Majestic Attractive and Natural. I am a Supa Woman OP Aphane

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Words are food to the mind For the mind to be obese it has to be the gory food it eats Wonder why it can be heavy sometimes? Fats are big molecules that has little role to health but a huge one to death Death of the mind, body and soul Your mind eats more than your physical body Because it absorbs every second of the day And unlike the body, it produces its own type of food depending on what it has been fed Toxic words are like fatty foods, the difference is they are not tasty They are like cancer One moment you think you got rid of them then they come back ten times harder, unaware Unfortunately no chemotherapy is there to help reduce, but you Altering your mind is your first remedy Is it comfortable? No Is it easy? No Is it nice? No Why? The mind has spent most of its time generating what it has been accustomed to its daily feeds The belief that it's human nature to believe the bad about yourself more than the good has got to be an absurd one in history You believe more about yourself what your mind eats the most When you surround yourself with someone who utters nothing but toxicity, you will most definitely believe that One thing about that, it scars your mind Your mind will constantly believe nothing but toxicity, and that's the fatty foods Until it becomes obese and heavy for your heart. Obesity of the body brings along its other friends Obesity of the mind has its friends too, anxiety, depression, panic attacks, self hate, you can name more are the most known The moment you are in the state everything about your body shuts down When you look back, it only started with just one toxic word either from your loved ones or yourself Messy poem? that's what healing is. O.P Aphane

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Jan 14, 2021

Jan 14, 2021 at 3:58 AM UTC

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Words

Words are food to the mind For the mind to be obese it has to be the gory food it eats Wonder why it can be heavy sometimes? Fats are big molecules that has little role to health but a huge one to death Death of the mind, body and soul Your mind eats more than your physical body Because it absorbs every second of the day And unlike the body, it produces its own type of food depending on what it has been fed Toxic words are like fatty foods, the difference is they are not tasty They are like cancer One moment you think you got rid of them then they come back ten times harder, unaware Unfortunately no chemotherapy is there to help reduce, but you Altering your mind is your first remedy Is it comfortable? No Is it easy? No Is it nice? No Why? The mind has spent most of its time generating what it has been accustomed to its daily feeds The belief that it's human nature to believe the bad about yourself more than the good has got to be an absurd one in history You believe more about yourself what your mind eats the most When you surround yourself with someone who utters nothing but toxicity, you will most definitely believe that One thing about that, it scars your mind Your mind will constantly believe nothing but toxicity, and that's the fatty foods Until it becomes obese and heavy for your heart. Obesity of the body brings along its other friends Obesity of the mind has its friends too, anxiety, depression, panic attacks, self hate, you can name more are the most known The moment you are in the state everything about your body shuts down When you look back, it only started with just one toxic word either from your loved ones or yourself Messy poem? that's what healing is. O.P Aphane

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To my dearest self, Most of the time I yearn to be you again because growing up is weird Growing up is having to adjust to each an every event that occurs on this planet You lose yourself for a moment then fight for your sanity Well, atleast half of it You grow up to be a walking contradiction Because society itself is contradictory " Be yourself ": they say, " but not like that" Now you tune into your survival mode just to get through the day You lose friends, yes even the ones you called "bestfriend forever" Because "Forever" now has a subtle "hopefully" prior to it Everything now is shortlived There's too much violence, malice and deceit Many lives are taken Many people are unhappy Ego is the new 60% and 40 is figuring out what 20 could be. We feed each other pain like it's a daily bread While trauma is the new normal And being cool means hurting the one you love. We lie so much we end up lying to ourselves, then we go into a battle of trying to know ourselves. Crazy right? Growing up you find yourself in an academy, "a real life academy", a Wise one once said. You learn, you unlearn and you survive then you learn again. It's a whole neverending vicious circle. But trust me when I say, you are going to be alright. Because amidst the chaos, you will find a beautiful and deserving love. You will lose friends and gain new precious ones. You will find perfection in your imperfections and make it work. You will find peace within yourself You will understand the meaning of being in the moment. Mostly, you will be happy and find healing. Just be patient Because life can be beautiful when you alienate yourself from the norm and just be! Remember to love yourself always! Love, your older self

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Jul 21, 2020

Jul 21, 2020 at 9:39 PM UTC

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A letter to my younger self

To my dearest self, Most of the time I yearn to be you again because growing up is weird Growing up is having to adjust to each an every event that occurs on this planet You lose yourself for a moment then fight for your sanity Well, atleast half of it You grow up to be a walking contradiction Because society itself is contradictory " Be yourself ": they say, " but not like that" Now you tune into your survival mode just to get through the day You lose friends, yes even the ones you called "bestfriend forever" Because "Forever" now has a subtle "hopefully" prior to it Everything now is shortlived There's too much violence, malice and deceit Many lives are taken Many people are unhappy Ego is the new 60% and 40 is figuring out what 20 could be. We feed each other pain like it's a daily bread While trauma is the new normal And being cool means hurting the one you love. We lie so much we end up lying to ourselves, then we go into a battle of trying to know ourselves. Crazy right? Growing up you find yourself in an academy, "a real life academy", a Wise one once said. You learn, you unlearn and you survive then you learn again. It's a whole neverending vicious circle. But trust me when I say, you are going to be alright. Because amidst the chaos, you will find a beautiful and deserving love. You will lose friends and gain new precious ones. You will find perfection in your imperfections and make it work. You will find peace within yourself You will understand the meaning of being in the moment. Mostly, you will be happy and find healing. Just be patient Because life can be beautiful when you alienate yourself from the norm and just be! Remember to love yourself always! Love, your older self

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To be black is to live with shame 23 years old, Jordan on my feet I'm a **** When I'm at the corner hanging with my friends I'm cuffed With no apparent reason, suddenly I broke the law My skin is what makes me a foe What I didn't choose to become is what is getting me killed My blood is as red as theirs However, until it's splashed out on the floor then it'd be evident enough My heart pumps as theirs However, mine has to skip a beat every now and then waiting for the next pull up My ears are moulded like theirs However, mine are always agitated by the next " hands up!" I was made by the same God you pray to every night to protect you from me Until they realize that When they see us, they will always see the next "animal" to hunt down O.Aphane

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Jun 2, 2020

Jun 2, 2020 at 9:43 AM UTC

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When they see us

To be black is to live with shame 23 years old, Jordan on my feet I'm a **** When I'm at the corner hanging with my friends I'm cuffed With no apparent reason, suddenly I broke the law My skin is what makes me a foe What I didn't choose to become is what is getting me killed My blood is as red as theirs However, until it's splashed out on the floor then it'd be evident enough My heart pumps as theirs However, mine has to skip a beat every now and then waiting for the next pull up My ears are moulded like theirs However, mine are always agitated by the next " hands up!" I was made by the same God you pray to every night to protect you from me Until they realize that When they see us, they will always see the next "animal" to hunt down O.Aphane

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We've mastered the art of mimicry Too often we act accordingly just to end up being finicky Because what's being true to yourself to one's unconditional love Too often we study each other to be like the other Because you heard that's a better version compared to another Now all you do is mimic to the expense of trying to please While the originality of your soul is begging you to cease The constant transformation of foreign personalities Of which your body lacks the ability To withhold what it wasn't built to carry Now being yourself seems too farfetched to your soul Because.. We've mastered the art of mimicry O. Aphane

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May 7, 2020

May 7, 2020 at 2:55 PM UTC

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Mimicry

We've mastered the art of mimicry Too often we act accordingly just to end up being finicky Because what's being true to yourself to one's unconditional love Too often we study each other to be like the other Because you heard that's a better version compared to another Now all you do is mimic to the expense of trying to please While the originality of your soul is begging you to cease The constant transformation of foreign personalities Of which your body lacks the ability To withhold what it wasn't built to carry Now being yourself seems too farfetched to your soul Because.. We've mastered the art of mimicry O. Aphane

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Art. It is alive, It breathes, It smiles, And it pains. It is felt, It is heard, It is seen, And it is eaten. Art. Through humans, it lives Through nature, it breathes Through portraits, it smiles And through rain, it pains. Nostalgia it's what it brings. Art. Through your veins, it is felt With your ears it is heard, in many different ways it fascinates. And through your eyes, it is seen. Art. With your brain, it lives It breathes It smiles It pains It's felt It hears And it sees Therefore, it eats. Art is your imagination.

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Apr 15, 2020

Apr 15, 2020 at 5:45 AM UTC

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Art

Art. It is alive, It breathes, It smiles, And it pains. It is felt, It is heard, It is seen, And it is eaten. Art. Through humans, it lives Through nature, it breathes Through portraits, it smiles And through rain, it pains. Nostalgia it's what it brings. Art. Through your veins, it is felt With your ears it is heard, in many different ways it fascinates. And through your eyes, it is seen. Art. With your brain, it lives It breathes It smiles It pains It's felt It hears And it sees Therefore, it eats. Art is your imagination.

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Many times I wish Because I strongly believe that the universe would listen Many times I ask God why Because I strongly believe that he would somehow give me all the answers But when I wish , I always wish to be a guardian Angel So that I can protect you from all the unseen evil deeds of the world Many times I wish to be a guardian Angel So that I can eradicate the pain caused by my humanly words that I don't mean Many times I wish to be a guardian Angel So that I can help you in everything your heart desires because I know I would Many times I wish to be a guardian Angel So that I can carry it all for you when it's heavy Many times I wish to be a guardian Angel So that I can give you everything that would put a smile on your face Many times I wish to be a guardian Angel So that I can stop the world for you if you wanted to breathe Many times I wish to be a guardian Angel So that I can bring back all the good memories with your loved ones to life just to see you smile Many times I wish to be a guardian Angel So that I can ease it all, while you lay down in my arms But, I cannot be a guardian Angel So, many times when I wish I always wish love, happiness and peace upon you, because that's the greatest love closest to a mother's love I could give to you. I love you O Aphane

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Apr 10, 2020

Apr 10, 2020 at 2:33 PM UTC

We are born into this world Oblivious to what it holds We walk through this journey to find our purpose Some leave before they would and some wander and lose hope Because life is nothing but a hard place But with love, it is bittersweet Along our journey we find love You get to see the beautiful side of the hard place You get to feel joy and happiness You become hopeful You get closer and closer to your purpose You forget about many You become a child again You feel You laugh And you gaze into the soul of another with amazement Because you don't want it to end However, life is a hard place But with you in it, it is bittersweet O Aphane

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Apr 10, 2020

Apr 10, 2020 at 2:31 PM UTC

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Hard Place

We are born into this world Oblivious to what it holds We walk through this journey to find our purpose Some leave before they would and some wander and lose hope Because life is nothing but a hard place But with love, it is bittersweet Along our journey we find love You get to see the beautiful side of the hard place You get to feel joy and happiness You become hopeful You get closer and closer to your purpose You forget about many You become a child again You feel You laugh And you gaze into the soul of another with amazement Because you don't want it to end However, life is a hard place But with you in it, it is bittersweet O Aphane

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Sometimes we think a lot about friendships and relationships that didn't work out Late at night we blame ourselves because no apologies were said You grow to be enemies because no conversation was laid But remember everything fades. Sometimes we think a lot about our future We forget that our present needs our nurture We have embedded our past to torture And now it's hard to forget about her But remember this shall pass too. Sometimes we don't get what we want Not because we can't Not because of trite But because God's timing is always right. Sometimes we feel lost We try hard and nothing works out! Faith is lost! Belief is lost! Hope is lost! Just breathe... And remember life is a road trip.

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Dec 10, 2019

Dec 10, 2019 at 7:05 AM UTC

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Remember

Sometimes we think a lot about friendships and relationships that didn't work out Late at night we blame ourselves because no apologies were said You grow to be enemies because no conversation was laid But remember everything fades. Sometimes we think a lot about our future We forget that our present needs our nurture We have embedded our past to torture And now it's hard to forget about her But remember this shall pass too. Sometimes we don't get what we want Not because we can't Not because of trite But because God's timing is always right. Sometimes we feel lost We try hard and nothing works out! Faith is lost! Belief is lost! Hope is lost! Just breathe... And remember life is a road trip.

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At 1:45 the breakdown occurred The doors of hurt found their way around the pretence Knocked tirelessly to my doors of positive thoughts But they too couldn't come to my defense However, I fought I tried to fight it back Then came a voice, a voice too soft yet so loud It had me weak "Release me" it said At 1:45 the breakdown occurred I had to allow myself to forcefully feel the pain Opening the doors full of taint There I was opening old wounds Wounds I thought I have buried down to my soul At 1:45 the breakdown occurred I flooded so much I felt all the hurt running through my veins That's when I knew you brought back unbearable pains 5 years down the line I'm still not fine 5 years down the line I'm still not enough 5 years down the line Now it's a battle against you, me, myself and my mind At 1:45 the breakdown occurred

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Dec 4, 2019

Dec 4, 2019 at 4:42 AM UTC

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1:45

At 1:45 the breakdown occurred The doors of hurt found their way around the pretence Knocked tirelessly to my doors of positive thoughts But they too couldn't come to my defense However, I fought I tried to fight it back Then came a voice, a voice too soft yet so loud It had me weak "Release me" it said At 1:45 the breakdown occurred I had to allow myself to forcefully feel the pain Opening the doors full of taint There I was opening old wounds Wounds I thought I have buried down to my soul At 1:45 the breakdown occurred I flooded so much I felt all the hurt running through my veins That's when I knew you brought back unbearable pains 5 years down the line I'm still not fine 5 years down the line I'm still not enough 5 years down the line Now it's a battle against you, me, myself and my mind At 1:45 the breakdown occurred

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