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Lucero Mar 2018
If you live your days

like you’re not living at all,

will you be remembered?

And will your presence

be heard?

Will there be a voice,

illuminating the darkness

that may someday

make its way through?

Will the oceans

be there to guide you

when you need it

the most?

Will the strength you have,

help you at your worst?

Your mere presence

is the key to your very own

successful bliss.
Be your own hero...
Druzzayne Rika Feb 2018
Dark surrounds the sun
even when it spread its light
the moment its gone
it makes its presence known
Though the sun reaches million miles
but the darkness is far beyond
will it conquer it?
Lexi Jan 2018
Reading through the poems
They all seem awfully sad
Everyone sounds so blue
Why does life seem so bad?

My beautiful people, take a step back.
Breathe in, clear your thoughts,
Now focus and get back on track

Stop building up walls
And start building some doors.
Life is to short to stall,
stop accepting what your given and start asking for more.
Life is a ***** but I guess if it was anything else nothing would ever get done.
sarah Jan 2018
to break boundaries
redefine limits
exceed expectations
sculpt the future
to not only survive
but to thrive
in a world that wants
to hold us back

all while bleeding.
- to be a woman
Kawa Dec 2017
Everybody is trying to conquer the world outside, but who has really conquered the world within, there are dimensions deep inside, universes, galaxies unexplored and unheard of, become an astronomer, a scientist of your own body, of your own mind, of your own spirit,
For it is there the real truth lies.
Ysabel Cruz Nov 2017
legality is yours to conquer
with me or not
you, you have the power
never forget me in your thoughts
because time did not allow us to be together
happy birthday, laters
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2017
Gazing wonders in the sky,
shine upon me and hear my cries.
I want to awake and free the fire in me.

Shatter the rain and sun!
Turn the shackles to ash and dust.
Through thunderous screams,
bury past my sad, sad eyes.

I'm so weary.
Sleeping soul, reach down and touch
and pull the flames.
Make still waters rage!

Though I am on rocky seas.
I want to consume and burn you all
Shatter and free!
Short poem from my journal I wrote. Currently walking around my local area.
Seems to be rather therapeutic.
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2017
You'll lose your battles if
you don't fight it.
Naturally.
We all have our own battles. Don't expect to get anywhere if you don't try.
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