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Joan Zaruba Mar 13
My rebellious joy
Heals me
Frees me
from my past
Heals me
Frees me
from my present
My smile was once a mask
sincerity turned it to a shield
A heart filled with gratitude and wonder
leaves no space for fear
I step into my strength
by embracing this
My rebellious joy


© 2025 Joan Zaruba. All rights reserved.
This poem and the new attitude it represents are inspired by Episode 13 of Heather Wilde’s podcast Startin’ Some Ripples.  If you are in need of healing, this is the podcast for you.
Paras Bajaj Feb 2023
let me write you
an eight words letter.

“I don’t deserve you
cause’ I deserve better.”
P.B POETRY
x Dec 2018
i no longer have the time,
to coddle the feelings of others
who have disregarded the emotions
i have confided

i no longer have the will,
to beg for the love of people
who don't deserve mine...

i no longer have the heart,
to hold on to, and give my all to
someone, who will
not give even a fraction to me

i no longer have the patience
to apologize for things
that are not my fault

i am growing out of the mindset,
to be upset.
to rant and to rave.
to hurt, and to hold grudges.
to be petty,
and to strain my heart.
... my patience has run thin for those types of things


..... and for things of that such

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