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sincerely shells Feb 2019
you can't expect your flowers to bloom
if you don't water your own garden
focusing on others won't help you grow
Moving on the road
Don't know where it leads
Thinking on the right path
Stumble, but rise up!

Walk again on the same path
Reaching the milestone
But how to know it is this
Somewhere in the middle.

The feeling of completeness
Tells you about your goal.
If it is the same you are feeling
You have reached at one of them.
Milestone are like short term goal.
Mateah Feb 2019
Perfection is a goal
No man can truly claim
Growth is a goal
Any man can attain

Strive for perfection
And you'll be aggravated
Stride towards improvement
And you'll be appreciated
Just a little encouragement. No one's perfect, and it's useless to set a goal you can never reach. Try to improve and grow. Don't set your focus on perfection or you'll consistently let yourself down.
My patience tends to run out
Like the last bit of sand
That falls oh so quickly
In a second's span
As if she is at the end
Of my life's hourglass
In order to get to her
I must conquer my past
The girl who awaits me
She, who shares the same soul
The one I am fighting for
Who stands above, on her own
The character that I long for
She, who embodies my goals
Nurtured by the love I will give her
Can't wait to see how much I've grown
ana laag Jan 2019
I sometimes fail.
I am faint.
I don't know where to fit in.
I don't know what I meant.

My feelings are unstoppable.
Mistakes that is inescapable.
Wounds I can't mend.
Is this the end?

Time passed by,
My feelings turned out fine.
I was able to hear thy heart.
And I was able to make a new start.

I realized I was wrong.
God is the one who's keeping me strong.
And in this life,
I am what I am.
My piece when I was in my senior year in high school.
Breanna evans Jan 2019
I learned my limits
now I'm learning how to bend
so I can break them
Shlomo Jan 2019
Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation,

But they were very much conscious.



Loving every minute of vacation,

Thoroughly adventurous.



An act that seemed to revive not just their souls,

But every atom, cell and ***** in their bodies.



Lived for those nights huddled up in arms (Goals!)

Even though time just couldn’t care less.



Carelessly dashing by without regard (its new foes!)

Even as this act would lead to many more worries.



Fast forward now; and they craved it more than ever.

Would it happen again, or am I forever trapped in nevers?



Can’t handle the pressure, brain’s got a fever.

At this rate, gonna be swiping left and right forever.



Bones dry, deep down I crave love and connection.

Sorely waiting for those sparks to keep an *******.



More like an ***** sin.

Caught between a rock and a hard place.



A truth I once held close, feels like a lie I’m locked in

(I’m everything and nothing)

For where do I belong? Everywhere and nowhere



Except with my first love.

I long to meet someone like you.



Soft lips, beautiful eyes, luscious hair,

and a strong, gentle soul that softens the hearts of the hardest of men.
More about this poem on my site. There is also a link to an audio performance of it there!
https://shlomotion.co/poems/egyptian-beauty/
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