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Rudra Sharma May 2016
Who can conquer the problems by running away from the situations?
It's just an illusion letting you escape in your own imaginations.
No matters, how bad a situation will be keep a voices in your head that yes i will face
Running will only result in a lifetime chase.
Running away from the problems never help you out.
Rudra Sharma Apr 2016
those dreams have some wounds
seeking for a cure
my soul's gonna shout
the darkness will wrap its arms around
i got perfect time to sleep
in the grave's ground.
This short poem is here reffering a person who has left all the hopes from his life and waiting for his end.
uzzi obinna Feb 2016
Uzzi, did you fade away
or did you go somewhere to pray?
Some thought that your heart is a playground for fools
until you shut its door and wiped it clean of stulls.
Demons tortured you from within
because of thine hidden sin;
angels carried you on their wings
so that you can eat with kings.
Even in the darkness you shine as light,
although, it is difficult overcoming the fight.
No glory for the shadowman
except he accepts a better clan.
The future isn't far,
it isn't a journey of a car.
Your life became new
when you got rid of the former crew.
The past is past, ahead is ahead,
make merry and enjoy thine daily bread.
This i wrote about myself 6 years ago when i was getting out of chronic depression.
Shemika C Feb 2016
Wipe away those tears, let the fear go. You are strong, you are beautiful. Conquer the world, with your head held high!
Earl Jane Jan 2016


I will grasp it all,
All everything,
I will conquer it all,
All everything,
All throes and persecution,
I will grasp them all,
Oh yes, I WILL!
As long as in my triumph,
YOU  will be my divine prize.



with love <3

© Earl Jane
♥ E.J.C.S.
For Brandon <3 <3 <3

i love you so much my kingg!! ssoo muuucchhh
murf Jan 2016
She
She came
I saw
She Conquered
MdAsadullah Jan 2016
Their obsession to conquer.
Their ancient desire to subdue.
They utilize every opportunity;
And stamp me with their shoe.

A fact they should have known.
Long ago I lost all my ******.
With the passage of time.
I have turned into dead dust.

Calmness is all what I needed.
Only if they had left me alone.
Like dust I would settled down.
Without force subdued on my own.

However, they stamp me repeatedly.
Big-chested, Arrogant guys!
But the more they stamp me,
The more like dust I rise.
Ami Shae Jan 2016
So unlike me.
I stepped on toes today--
didn't mean to,
but I couldn't help it
when they asked me
what I had to say--
I simply replied
that if things were up to me,
I'd set this whole **** world on fire
and send a note to god above
to start all over
and this time fill it with REAL LOVE--
no hate and no mean, unkind creatures
to rule the new, universal world
just LOVE and CARE and HOPE
should be unfurled--

and then once it all begins again
to reap the gifts of this love
and make sure love always conquers
over meanness, over sin...
just feeling a bit out of kilter... sorry.
Bianca Reyes Jan 2016
I can't understand how everyone sees
Clear blue skies at which they wish to gaze
Under its trance and relax wasting the day
I can only see sapphire skies seducing
The clouds to willingly depart the day
And I need to rush to get up and run
To love and to conquer and live
So that I may come back and sing for all
A few lullabies to console your longing
For the hopes and dreams that you couldn't
Follow while you were staring at the sky

I refuse to lay around with all the rest
Viewing serene blue skies and conjuring up
Endless dreams and make believes
Because all I see are sapphire skies
Burning the time in a day with intensity
Melting away my dreams simultaneously
I must rush out into the world and experience
And accomplish the aspirations I had
Then I can return and sing lullabies
About all the beautiful things I remember
So that you can end your sobs
When you think of all the time you wasted

You see blue skies and day dream
I see sapphire skies and act and react
My lullabies will speak of the journey
The destination and the reward
Your state of dreaming will be
Manipulated by your remorse
Written and shared on Hello Poetry on January 12, 2016 Bianca Reyes©
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