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Hamna 2d
๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฑ๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ.
๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ?
๐˜‰๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด?
๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜บ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ?
๐˜–๐˜ณ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ด๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ด๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ด, ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด, ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ต๐˜ด?
๐˜š๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต?
Do you think that hardships and problems make you stronger or weaker or something else?
In part - 2 of this poem is where I'll answer that very question, so STAY TUNED!
coffee girl Sep 9
You
You should find you and nobody else but you.
Nobody can understand what you've been through and why you did what you did.
Because at the end of the day, you only have yourself.
You can only understand, you.
self love is all that matters everyone! :)))
Rachel Rae Jul 20
Tangled twisted heart,
Tumbled down the road,
Like a scrappy skein of yarn

Knew to ride the gutter's trails,
To weave past boots that stomped and sneered,
Huddle in the cold, hide during hail

Stolen away its many days with the trash and weeds,
By rough desert winds, past red dust clouds,
Snagged and snipped on spindly trees

And with a thud, it hit at once, the ground,
When, with its last exhale, the wind withdrew
That I, left between terracotta clay rocks and budding anthill mounds,
At last looked up and saw, a sky so exceptionally blue
(With regards to International Workersโ€™ Day)



Who said workers are only workers?

They are a gift of heaven

They come for social good;

But return with lots of deterrence

You may treat them like engines

But always remember

There is also a worker

Somewhere within you

Who is keen to protect the dignity

Of these outdoor workers.

Workers are not only workersโ€ฆ

Above all, they are humans

Just like you and me.
Workers are not only workers
Once I went for a diving school,
it does not look like a swimming pool
when I jumped inside the turquoise blue,
i found myself at bottom of blue
by chance i got a shining pearl,
which reflects the tale of hidden past
once, the pearl got hit by the rays of sun,
soon it will end up the curse of blue
but the hurdles to win is not so clear,
the path is got to be simply hard
and if the mindset is the crooked way,
then I'm sure you'll be the mightier...
We all face/faced hardships in our lives.
Sometimes crooked way helps to achieve.... rather than straight one
This is a reminder gifted by my dream
June Apr 6
Some days before christmas
I gave you my trust like an early gift

warm hands counteracting the clouds
placed in front of my sun

lulled by your attention
fingers intertwined

your body against mine
gifting me warmth

minutes later being blown away
on dark clouds controlled by trust issues

weeping above us like a cold storm
Sunwriter Apr 5
Most kids say that they grow up great

Well they lied cause my life was full of hate

But through that down fall

I learned how to build safe walls

Soon as you can see I am making poetry

And so far I am not going to drown

Not today or tomorrow

Cause I am on the rise
Most of my life my dad hated me for no reason and those time where hard for me and it was a long time. Till I learned how to set up safe walls to protect myself and then I am slowly but making my up rising to being happy and getting thing that I didn't know I could have life this girls I love
Natalie Feb 10
flowers
many times they go through
stormy weather
long, cold days and nights
before they can truly take root,
before they begin to grow and bloom.
they start off merely a seed
in the soil inches from the surface,
with water and light
they begin to become
everything they were meant to be.

if flowers can bloom even after the harshest winters
maybe you can too.

- growth is a process
Carlo C Gomez Feb 10
Living on the toilsome trail
A mere speck
Without flight
Or even the aid
From a friendly leaf blower
I make my way
Upon my belly
Born to struggle
But shaped to endure
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