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Joie Yin Sep 18
Growing up takes
Miles of challenges
Making mistakes
Tests of patience.

Admit shortcomings
Isn't easy to process
Embrace imperfections
Is maturity in progress.

Anticipate tomorrow
With hopes for the better
A sign willing to show
Efforts to start over.

Responsibility is a word
Adults work hard to pay
It is but a tough world
We fight to live another day.

Battles of inner peace
And the harsh reality
I want nothing but ease
To be remembered kindly.
Joie Yin Feb 16
Sometimes in life
We jump into rivers
To figure out
Whether we are
Good swimmers.

Blame not the current
If we struggle
It shows how
We deal with scars
And trouble.

It is not giving up
If we turn away
It is life saving
Fret the stream may
Carry us away.

It is alright if
We do not swim well
As long we live
To continue the story
Only we could tell.
Joie Yin Dec 2018
Living is but a lifetime
Long run forever marathon
I am at level twenty nine
Which are you currently on?

There are times in between
We feel like giving up easily
It gets tiring to lose and win
We’d think of quitting half way.

Take a break and breathe
Drink water and get some rest
Run again when you’re ready
Don’t stop running just yet.

We’ll keep running on the track
Fall down and stand up again
Cry tears of joy and wreck
I’ll see you at the finish line.
Joie Yin
Joie Yin Nov 2018
She is a young girl
Who cry tears to sleep
In darkness her body curls
Falling apart as she weeps.

It is not the first time
The lullaby she heard
It has been quite a while
Since she last laughed.

Screaming of a woman
Beaten by her husband
In the night of suburban
Her body bleeding wound.

The girl musters up courage
Runs while he hits the wife
Break into neighbor’s place
Plea for dear mother’s life.

Police arrive in minutes
He is caught for violence
Finding mother’s heartbeats
Have gone in silence.
Stop domestic violence.
Joie Yin Nov 2018
A boy eagerly looks up
Waving happily at the sky
Holding his favorite cup
Made by daddy who went by.

Clouds shaped a father
Of whom he’d never met
Mother said it was cancer
Dad left as he lost the bet.

He was so young then
Did not understand death
Father named him Stephen
Mother said it meant wreath.

For he shall be soft spoken
Yet firm and a brave human
His family the first concern
Grow healthy and a gentleman.
Joie Yin
Joie Yin Nov 2018
Like a ball my heart
Falls into the deep ocean
Of newly sparked love.

Fingers interlocked
I say a little prayer
For the both of us.

Walking in circles
Trembling as I feel myself
Being next to you.

To the moon I flew
When you told me you were swoon
By my humble smile.

Bravely life we face
Together we embrace us
For better or worse.

We share but one faith
Growing old with each other
In the name of love.
Joie Yin
Joie Yin Nov 2018
If life is a cup of coffee
Poetry is the sugar
Literature came to me
Like a destined lover.

There are types of writings
None as special as poetry
Words told of my feelings
Rhymes along naturally.

Papers of joy and whine
The pen draws line smoothly
As ink and sincerity intertwine
Teardrops flow emotionally.

The burning fire of passion
For poetry that lives in me
People and places of inspiration
Push to show a better me.

As I find solace in poetry
In this candle like life forever
Fire that burns continuously
My only hope to live longer.
Joie Yin
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