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Nysa Jul 2018
Where there are stars from a constellation never seen,
Where flowers bloom in the dark night,
Where trees sing along the wind,
Where the eternal fire burns through,
Where birds sing melodies unheard of.

There I will rise again!

As bright as a star
As mesmerizing as an angel
As beautiful as the daughter of the God,
And, as me...
Krysta May 2018
I wanted numb
I wanted to be a certain thing
I wanted to release myself to the wave of the world
I wanted to be taken away and washed on shore

But I don't want to feel nothing
I can that feel with the rawest sting
The burn of life pulses through my bones and prickles at my skin

You can pour water on me to put me out,
I will sizzle and smoke and rise higher and more fiercely
Laughing as I look you in the eye.

I used to think with my eyes downcast even when closed.
Behind a wall, shielding me,
protecting me from having to follow my dreams

Of the boredom that comes with passionately saying, ‘this is what I love!’
Because, how tedious is it to commit to your dreams?
How boring to practice and practice and practice and practice.

Just saying the word,  practice feels like practice for something.
Practice, Practice, Practice
Practice..

It’s uncomfortable
It is off-putting
Too many words, and the flow is all of.

It’s. Not. The. Right. Rhythm.
or.the.right.feel,
esmegnsiht osklo gnorw.

So, I’d rather go numbly through life
biding my life by
till someone does it for me?

No one is going to tell me who I am.
No one is going to know my thoughts,
or hear my voice,

Unless or until I open my mouth and tell them.
Every thought I think is a statement
So every move I make must matter.

My voice is my strength and my gift
It should be weird that people don’t know that about me.
I am not the timid voice with roaring inner thoughts kept to myself.

How can other people know me for how I know me
if I don’t tell them who I am.

So here it goes.
This is who I am.
This is what  I will fight for.

The discovery of self.
The belief in self.

The belief in my dreams.
The discovery of my dreams.
Ooops this one's long
Eleanor Jan 2018
A poet is:
Someone who makes the ugly, beautiful.
Someone who makes the beautiful, obscure.
Someone who makes the obscure, understandable.
Someone who makes the understandable, amazing.
A poet is:
Someone who uses words, to make art.
Someone who looks at art, and sees a story.
Someone who looks at a story, and sees a purpose.
Someone who sees a purpose, and uses it.
A poet is:
Someone who sees hatred, and writes hatred.
Someone who sees love, and writes love.
Someone who feels sad, and writes sad.
Someone who sees kindness, and writes kindness.

A poet can be anyone.
A poet can write about anything.
A poet can be implicit.
A poet can be explicit.
A poet can be hidden.
A poet can be famous.

You can be a poet.
The only rule is to write.
Poems are hard to define. You can write poems to express feelings or just to appreciate the things around you. You can write a poem on some paper or on a computer or in the sand, it doesn't matter. You can show people or keep it to yourself. The important thing is that when you you write a poem it's impossible not to be good enough because that poem is for you and only you. The world is lucky if they get to read it.
May Sep 2017
We all feel like we have to be the best because everyone expects us to be the best
But the best is an untouchable and unreachable standard that we set ourselves
And we set this standard but we only end up feeling that were invaluable

Invaluable because we need to have something were good at
We need a thing to feel like were good enough but other people are better
And everyone is constantly competing against each other to reach this untouchable standard, expectation

Expectation because everybody needs to feel needed and special
We need to feel special but it's getting harder to feel special because were not the best
Not the best compared to everybody else that were subconsciously competing with
Were competing because its all we know and all we know how to do

All we know how to do because were constantly placed against everybody else
Constantly compared because we feel like we need to find the best
But the best is an untouchable and unreachable standard that we set ourselves because we need to feel worthy

Worthy of the praise and the glory because were made of jealousy
And jealousy obstructs our view of who we really are and what we love
Because who we are and what we love can be compared to other people
And when we compare we come back to the untouchable and unreachable standard

You don't have to be the best in order to feel special and loved
Because were all the best at different things even if they aren't advertised
You don't need to win a competition or be famous before everybody else
You don't need to because you can't compare compassion or love
You can't compare ability and performance to other people
You can't because were all different and conditions and situations are different
No one is living the same as you are and no one knows who you truly are
And you don't owe anyone anything because they aren't you

You don't need to be the best
The untouchable and unreachable standard
Because who you are can't be compared to anybody else because they dont have your mind
They dont have your heart and your soul and thats what matters
Being the best isn't about measuring how special we are
Being the best is about feeling better than other people and being superior

Superior because we all need a little power sometimes and some people have but don't need
And some people need but don't have because they aren't the best
But we dont have to set this untouchable and unreachable standard because were different

Were all different and we need to see that
Urshita Sharma Feb 2017
She is living a lie,
just doesn't know it yet.
Her story is mine to tell.
She is living a lie.

She believes them when they tell her who she is,
except she isn't.
They want the real her to be hidden.
To never be found, to never be heard.

"Why?", you ask.
Because they are scared.
Scared of the world finding out about the real her.
Scared of the consequences they will have to face.

What they don't know is....
that she will find out.
And when she does,
they will not know what hit them cause she will be heard.

But right now,
she is still hidden.
Under hundreds of different locks.
But she... she will break through.

"Why?", again you ask.
Because she just realized,
that she was living a lie.
This poem tells you to believe in yourself. It's the 'real you' which can change the world.
Brandon Feb 2016
Know I've been around
You've been on my mind, subconsciously
I think too much
Our feelings have faded
Act like you know better
I know I haven't been around
I haven't forgotten you
Your name stimulates my heart
My chords vibrated from the start
Your seat has not been taken
I've been so far gone
I've been so led on
I've formed broken bonds
Established severed connections
I feel it
I can feel it
This rush of adrenaline in my veins
Oh no, oh no, no, no
This is Hope telling me to keep going
How do you sit down and quit?

You don't
Hope is always on your side. If you feel like your life is only going to get worse, I want you to know that the Sun always shines through the clouds if it's bright enough. Never give up, because the hard times will make you appreciate the golden times. You CAN do it.
Shyne AM Feb 2016
There will be a day
When all your dreams come true
When you do what you love
And make it through

I wait for the day when I’ll see you at the top
Touring the world would become your full time job
When you’d inspire millions like you inspire me now
They’d look up to you and you’d take a bow

I look forward to holding your hand when you’re there
Each day, that’s something I ask from God in my prayers
You’ve the potential to change the world
Your life is more meaningful than you think
The art you make will make people re think
No matter where you are, we’ll always be in sync

There’s plans and there’s a vision
I’ll stand by you when you struggle the most
And when you make foolish decisions
You are filled with greatness
You are filled with excellence
You’ve what it takes to make the world a better place

I believe in you more than you believe in yourself
I’ll be your guiding light on your darkest days
I’ll be your faith in every phase
I’ll show you how beautiful you are
And that you can shine brighter than any star
When you lose faith, I’ll hand you your guitar
Ask you to sing, and I’ll be your radar
Put all your problems on my shoulders
Now when we are young and when we’ll be older

I want you become the best you
And show the world how it’s done
I want all your dreams to come true
But every now and then, make sure to make a home run
This one is for the man I believe in the most in my entire life.
Skratch Ziro Aug 2015
You can not be
Everything for everyone...
So just try to be
A certain something for someone...

Relax... breathe...
Simply be...
Believe in yourself
Listen to your own internal voice...
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