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  Mar 2015 Manasa Besta
M Lane
I'm going.
Going fast.
Fast running.
Running hard.
Hard work.
Work as hard as I will for you.
You laugh.
Laugh as you may, I'm not alone.
Alone is something I am not.
Not scared.
Scared of nothing.
Nothing important enough.
Enough to **** me?
Me, who's death is intimate?
Yes.
"Hard work puts you
where good luck can find you."
When things go wrong
and you think your beaten, you are.
If you like to win but think you can't,
It's almost a cinch you won't.
But if you change the way you think
and try to do what you always aimed for, you can.
For it is there inside you
All of the potential you need
To be whatever you want to be;
and all of the energy
To do whatever you want to do.Even though at times it may seem too
difficult to continue, but still hold on to your dream.
Just take life one step at a time
and continue working towards your dreams and within a blink of an eye, you will wake up one day to find
That you are the person you've always dreamed of,
Doing what you wanted to do,
Simply because you had the courage
To believe in your potential
And to hold on to your dream.
But remember that it all depends on you,
so work to make your dreams come true.
  Mar 2015 Manasa Besta
Josh
I may not be gifted.

But I have this insatiable urge to be great, magnificent, and talented.

I want to inspire awe.

I want to impress not only my peers,

but most importantly myself.




I was given an amazing opportunity

to attend a superb university.

While I believe I lucked out in my admission,

I believe a blessed epoch in my life

has just begun.



I write this poem as a promise for the future.

This goal I have

is not an easy task.

It will require years

of incredibly hard work and dedication.



I will work to achieve this.

Even if I need to stay up all night and day

testing the limits of my mind,

it will all be worth it when I can look back and say:


I did it.
  Mar 2015 Manasa Besta
Not-So-Superman
Being a star is hard work.

As I shine all through the night,
keeping up my brilliant light,
and struggling to be a pleasant sight.

I realize,

there are so many others
that are
alight.

Being a star, is hard work.
  Mar 2015 Manasa Besta
Daniel Tabone
The spider,
Is hanging by a thread,
He made it himself,
What's going through his head?

He doesn't think,
How fragile it is,
A little wind,
Will be the death of him.

— The End —