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Anthony Mayfield Mar 2019
And on that night he learned
Never look towards the storm
Unless you're ready to give your fiercest battle cry
And charge right inside
And **** it through its eye
Never look towards the storm unless you're ready to give your fiercest battle cry
James LR Mar 2019
The nether hells that fill with fear
Shall ever be allowed to reign.
Forever would I tarry here
In circumstance that brings me pain.

For in the forging flame of hate,
Is purified the steel of man,
To hammer out a course for fate
And callouses the heart and hand.

Awaken now to chance's curse
Behold and rage against the lot
That life has deemed you to be worth
And then we die to ripe and rot,
Our steel conquering Earth
Sarah Salako Feb 2019
now that i am older,
i am faster,
stronger,
braver,
now that i am older,
i am wittier,
prettier,
probably,
possibly,
definitely,
shitier,

i can help it now i am older,
i will continue to get older,
till i am frail,
pale,
meek,
made obsolete,
they just want to press delete,
i am a burden to the nation of youths,
so wide-eyed and bushy tailed with determination,
endless possibilities,
that will come to an end,
because,
like me,
you will get older,
i promise like me,
pale and meek and obsolete,
someone somewhere,
will press delete.
we all get older in the end
Taanika Shankar Feb 2019
Since her childhood, she dreamed,
That her life would be more that it seemed;

That she wouldn’t just be another somebody,
Was something she would show to everybody;

Silently, she worked, not caring for recognition,
Past the occasional breakdown, she continued on her mission;

She wanted to be different,
To leave in this world her dent;

She was determined to rise,
Who could hold her down?

Some told her she couldn’t do it,
She told herself, especially to them, I’ll prove it;

Momentary lapses that lasted for days,
And loss of heart, she did face;

But she was determined to rise,
Who can hold her down?

Days turned into months, which turned into years,
Now, words of encouragement are what she hears;

She held on to her dream like it was her life,
But truth be told, it was no comparison;

Then one day, a stranger recognised her face,
In the tower she was building for herself, she was now far from the base;

Another day came where a stranger called her name loudly,
A name that had come to be associated with what she had worked on so proudly;

She was determined to rise,
And that dream, she made her life;

She was determined to rise,
Who could have held her down?
Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2019
Finally
In silence
You'll find true self

How long
You have been lost
What
Ultimately matters
You'll realize
To be grateful to
Sunrise
Night sky
Faithful pray
The air
The water

That very moment
You'll authenticate
Your falls
Your losses
Your hurts
All with a pride

You'll conclude
Why loosing is winning
At the end
Genre: Inspirational
Theme: Self Exploration
Bereniké Feb 2019
Before her eyes saw the light,
she was alone in pain and fear.
She wasn't all right.
One day she said: "Enough!"
This has to stop.
Along the way she heard words that cut like a knife.
Words that were harsh, but true.
Yet they only made her stronger - they made her fight.
Thus she fought like she never did before.
There were obstacles and traps.
Still she fought until all her limbs were sore.

And she won.


Can you win too?
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