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Isadora Black Sep 2020
They said there was god,
I believed them.
They said I was wrong,
I believed them.
They said I was a loser,
I believed them.
They said I was arrogant,
I believed them.
They said I was a freak,
I believed them.
They said I was eccentric,
I believed them.
I believed themβ€”I still do.
Because that’s what I do,
I believe in you.
Mystic Ink Plus Aug 2020
It's okay
If you are not
An artist

Relax
May be you are
An art
Genre: Inspirational
Theme: Know your worth
Kara Shirlene Aug 2020
When I was young
I sat beneath
A Willow Tree,
Who with the wind
Carried this message
To me:

She said, "Little child,
Filled with light
And with love,
Many fears in your life,
You'll have to overcome."

With big hazel eyes,
I looked up and asked,
"Which rode do I take?
The short or the fast?"

She smiled at me then,
And with only a laugh
Said, "Your heart will know
Which path to take
For on it you see-
You will grow."

In the warm breeze
My blonde hair blew.
Confused and scared,
I started to flee
on a long road
For which I wasn't prepared.

Before I could leave
The old Willow Tree
Said, "Wait! Just one more advice:
Never let go of your dreams!
Even through pain, fear, and strife."

So here now I stand,
With all that I am;
Believing and dreaming in life.
Courageous and strong
I still carry on through
Pain, fears, and strife!
Β©KSS 7/2013
Ken Pepiton Aug 2020
J'cuse me, I am worth nothing more than the sound
of one hand clapped
to brow
so low

what was I thinking contending with kings?
lowbrow roots remain,

I once was laughed at for saying dirt farmers were
enabled to hear the voice of creation,
and contend for right to use the knack
to form holding patterns and maps
to meaning never realized true.

Ezekiel level riddlers
sunalizo,
eh?
Being assembled in one breathe able bubble
not of our own framing
at the core.

Seed level and beyond,
Life's the game we endure to the end.
Today is the day we survive,
livin' by rules,

imagined as good enough to grow on, back when
we
made'm up,
muppit wise as wishers were, back in the day,
back
in the world of men.
An acknowledgment that I am not alone. You prove my point of being made in the same ever as y'all. Once, upon this time -- I was asked whatever was I talking about... I said nothing being unbelievable
Moonlight Aug 2020
It is my dream to soar high into the air, just like a bird free to fly,
I want to flap my wings, begin my journey to new heights,
Glide through the snowy white clouds and reach the sapphire sky,
Where, neither gravity nor gloominess can hold me down.

Yes, some dreams are unfathomable
But hey, dreams do show what we want
Believe in your dreams and aim the sky,
You will get wings of your own.
Shed the fear and feel free to fly.
To dream is to dare,
It may seem impossible but atleast try.
Simon Aug 2020
Styling someone is never the option for truth too supplement facts, altogether! It's probably because truth towards an option of essentially giving someone such an "option" as too never style them (first and foremost)... Is simply because those very facts are supplemented too such a degree, that everything falls apart from both decision-making and choice! Logic doesn't rule anymore! Nor does a sense for reasoning, either. Therefore, what are you truly left with then...? Easy. As it could never be as simple as styling someone who doesn't have the very effective option for truth too supplement facts over the "long-drawn-out haul"! Mostly because ALL things with purpose in mind, essentially won't ever (anymore) have it's sense for duty in hand, either. Meaning your left with the only comparable stationary meanings that will tempt the negotiations of many things too remake sense...once again. Even if it takes longer than what was fully expected (not the first time around). Whereas it wouldn't have taken as long when the very unexpected "anticipations" were completely expected (the second time around). Giving hope too an even newer sense of logic that doesn't have anything too truly do with normal reasoning, anymore. Actually, it NEVER did! Why do you think hope is an offerable cause too mandatory "enlightenment"?! Hopes grows into the shape or form of "believe", after all. (Leaving little powerful things both such as "decision-making and choice" entirely scrunched! While being also compressed "too death"! Too much between!) Which slightly contradicts logic ruling as it ALWAYS should. Or essentially, ALWAYS did! Especially when that very sense for reasoning becomes (all the more) valid (first and foremost). Conclusion... "Styling someone is never the option", because you essentially don't have anything more equipped than regular truth which prompts joy into hope growing and amassing into believe. Which actually creates the sense of reasoning that breaths logic into it's very surroundings.
PS... "Styling someone is never the option"... All for truth too supplement facts, altogether! Again...and again...and again....
The joy in styling someone is nothing more than the failure for truth! Only when your willing too truly adopt that very specific feature... Is when the obvious would come running at you with a very "engraved" knife!
Nidhi Jaiswal Aug 2020
Happy friendship day to allπŸ‘©πŸ»β€πŸ€β€πŸ§‘πŸΌ
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F➑Few
R➑Relation
I➑In
E➑Earth
N➑Never
D➑Die
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Fr­iendship mean"heart to heart relations"
where we are tie in emotions,
No one can mention friendship by words.
"Biggest wordless emotions."
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True friends are like push up...
When we stopped, they push up!
Friends are like catalyst in chemistry language
May be good or bad...
My be initiate or terminate or life reactions.
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Good friends are hard to find,
Harder to leave them,
And impossible to forget them.
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'' True friends are like acceleration in our journey"
That's may be retardation...
Opposite to acceleration in physics language.
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I have no words to describe
Every word every filled is unfilled when i think to describe
Really...
''Friendship is the best relation make by a man"

happy friendship day to all...
I have no more friends...i'm so stupid...when i feel that someone is not good for me...i lost him..before..1 day of friendship...that day i feel so lonely...
friends are the best person of our life,but sometimes we get disturbed by him..or her...since 2 years i lost my friend on friendship day...i know i cant give to happiness...i feel that i 'm not be a good friend,so on friendship day i feel like this..
But i know myself that..what i do its good for me..and other also...
"FRIENDSHIP IS THE BEST RELATION MAKE BY HEART"
thanks for reading.
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