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BSeuss Nov 2015
many times i feel, as if the things i have to do matter only to me.
like my life or death isnt apparently a deal. but how can that be true.
we all live with love. but with pain more often we sleep.

now the only time we ever feel the hope in our heart is when things are shining, not bleek. but how can this be true.
we must learn to let go, of the fact our fear has pushed us onward.

well you only know its love when you dont know.
you only start to hide when it starts to show.
you only know you love life when you let it go.

move on now to better things. is what we are told. but how can this be so.
we live in the shadow of others mercy and we take to pride our own victory over others at the same time. is this how it goes.

let go of the love of power. and the power of love will win.

let it go

with our only hope being the main thing we wake up to, and the last thing we have in our heads as we sleep,  we must let go of fear, and the past must make its own course. free you're mind, and everything will follow.

the enemy is fear. we think it is hate, but it is fear.
fear creates danger, not vice versa, and courage dispels its.

let it go.

the fear.
the past.
the hate.

the love of power.

free your mind, and everything will follow.




let it go
take your time. and time will help you take more.
Livia Oct 2015
Through trials, tribulation and
Never ending doubt and hesitation
There is a voice of determination,
Whispering in your ear, keep going
And you did

Fighting against all odds
Knowing death may come
But there is a bit of happiness
Knowing that they were doing the right thing
They sacrificed, but made it

I brushed off the nervousness
And put on a strong expression
Hope lost in my eyes,
But not in my soul
And I got up.
For someone feeling sad :).
F White Oct 2015
dizzying drips in the espresso's wake
pool of foam on the counter's face

facade of daily blather
hiss of saucer's edge
rusty change scattered loose.

in this,
I find the mystery of human use.

what we're for
why we're there

the arm that pours
the lips that curve

the standing, tired legs that shout

"I serve."
"I did it." and

"I'm  f**ing out."
copyright fhw, 2015
Little Azaleah Sep 2015
It doesn't matter how much they push you down.
It doesn't matter how much it hurts as they hit you till bleed, with bruises and cuts all over.
It doesn't matter how painful it is to just get up on your feet and move forward.
Because,
when you reach to the end of the line;
what you wanted, what you dreamed of,
will be there waiting for you.
And
every hardships and sacrifices you've made now seems worth it.
Just don't give up,
even if the challenges you had then were unbearable.

{ E.I }
Every darkness has it light.
Never give up.
Debra Lea Ryan Aug 2015
When waves of strife
Crash upon the keel
Equipped I Am
At the Wheel
I flag peace
To Still My Sea
Anchor Safely
Within my being!

If Dark clouds
Block my view
I search
The compass
Of My Mind
Even work overtime
To navigate a new course
Away from the gale force!

Sailors resting on the land
Put themselves to a test
When they hear my SOS
Ready and able
To give a hand
They plot Fearlessly
A Rescue in destructive Sea
Deep and Dark
Beyond me!

(c) Debra Lea Ryan, 25/10/10

When I'm safely on the shore
My heart still yearns to explore
Follow my dreams - Flow with the Sea
Honour  Love Within You and Me.

( 31/03/11)
I reworked/retitled  this Piece to be a part of  my online Cine-Poetry project located at my personal website and You Tube.

Anchoring

When waves that Wound
Crash upon the keel
Equipped We Are
At the Wheel
To flag peace
Still the Sea
Anchor Safely
Within our being!

DLR
Time and time again, I have fallen
Risking a life I have chosen
Yet strong enough to start from the beginning
I continue choosing a life worth living
I am a warrior

All the challenges I have faced
All the levels I have raised
These thoughts keep me going
Strong enough to keep me knowing
I am a warrior

I have seen my darkest side
Walking in faith with a fearless stride
Always knowing that I will succeed
I follow a path that is right for me
I am a warrior
Joshua Adam Jul 2015
Standing here alone, before me is a faceless enemy that I behold
brought into this world, hoping to affect my life as time will unfold
deeper meanings exist, to be understood only by a discerning soul
as battles rage to conquer desires, and to once again gain control

Beyond all imagination exists a world, a place where words still sing
a world which brings people together, unified in peace under a king
utopia now has a place to call home, no longer will people be at war
new hearts will be given to men, and once again, love will we restore

Night has been transformed into day, laws of nature no longer rule
hearts of the wicked have been destroyed, never again to be cruel
my tears have since dried, and the destitute once again have hope
dreams for a better life do we now hold, learning just how to cope

In the middle of the night, the moon's reflection breaks forth, what a site
the world rejuvenates, watching the sun as she reaches her new height
watching the wind blowing gently through her hair, the sun now falls
only to be reminded, my love has gone, the sun beckons with her calls

Even in our darkest hours, there is hope as we search for our own salvation
we perceiving the Light of God Amidst the Darkness, for we are His creation
never give up even if the situation becomes desperate, help is close at hand
only first we must come to acknowledge, those are our footsteps in the sand

When you find yourself at the end of your rope, you better take your cue
God has brought upon you a lesson to be learned, a lesson just for you
man will yet rise above, having the ability to change his selfish ways
only then will he find eternal peace, before reaching those final days
This is a short poem reflecting on this missing puzzle in our lives. Our battles are for a purpose. A constructive purpose. And the ultimate decisive factor on whether we will succeed or not depends on how quickly we can come to terms with this reality.
Joshua Adam Jul 2015
I have a story to tell, a story that really happened quite a long time ago
forcing upon me painful memories, and a place my mind wishes not to go
although young, these teenagers were to learn about love for the first time
despite the threats on the part of their parents, who considered this a crime

How creative one’s mind becomes, when love begins playing her songs
imagination finds the setting, filling your heart with a love that belongs
the more anyone attempts to prevent, this love strengthens as a lion on call
a love so infused with sincere courage, none could ever succeed to forestall

How this fountain of youth, young enough to satiate that thirst from within
but only until old age arrives, then those lights of love will be forced to dim
while young time stops, as emotions are fully charged, dreams burn like fire
feelings of love, so real to mind and body, are engulfed in passionate desire

So as time crept on, these loving souls did part, a time of sadness did they share
thinking never again to experience that bond of love, as their hearts went bare
gone was the love and the experience it brought out, a happiness if however short
learning this painful truth, sadly, even true love we are sometimes forced to abort

Greater than love is the will and resolve, to experience a happiness and yet to let go
this is only a part of life's many challenges, strengthening us and allowing us to grow
despite the heartbreaks we often seem to endure, G-d affords us the stamina to persevere
so when your true soul mate will cross your path, you will undoubtedly find a love so clear

Life is full of trials and tribulations, and our happiness sometimes seems like a juggling act
yet we must know, our destined one G-d will surely never withhold from us, this is a fact
so when love that was not to be comes upon you, remember that the Almighty has His way
His Love for us is paramount of all, and true happiness will you yet find at the end of the day
Love: Life's Longest Roller Coaster!
This is a short poem about a love that never was
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