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MadeleineBarnham Jan 2022
all my matches burned out
i yearned for one last fire to be lit
my nights are now dark
and i don't know where i'm going
where's that spark i once had
that brightened up a whole village
that drove my passion wild into greatness
now i wait on a dreams gone to the grave island
looking up at the empty dark starless sky
i wait for the tied to come in
so i can feel the water touch my feet
and retreat from this hopes all gone feeling
follow the sea back to where my fire burned so bright
back to where i can find my fire
Feeling like I'm not as passionate for the things I love like I used to be. After lockdown I felt no motivation to work hard anymore and I miss the feeling of spending hours doing the things I loved. I want to find my drive again for succeeding.
Zack Ripley Jan 2022
To the dancer in the dark: what you do
isn't a walk in the park.
So don't be afraid to let someone
shine a light on you.
To the singer in the shower:
you know as well as anyone
how music can heal.
So let people hear your power.
To the sketchbook artist:
one person's trash is another's treasure.
So, please: don't throw something away
even if it doesn't give you pleasure.
To everyone else:
you all had dreams at some point.
If you're friends with artists, respect the hustle. Respect the passion.
Help keep the dream alive.
Because dreaming is still
how the strong survive.
But they can't do it all alone.
Nigdaw Jan 2022
I couldn't have made it
without you
from recognising a kindred spirit
to discovering a soulmate
beyond passion, beyond even love
you are part of me
Elkhan Asgar Jan 2022
Mənə hər bir şeydən əziz sənə mən,
Şeir həsr etməyə qorxuram, birdən,
Oxuyub, məndən də gənc, layiqli biri,
Səni mən tək sevər, mən kimi qəlbdən.
* * *
Mənə hər bir şeydən doğma səni mən,
Vəsf etməyə qorxdum, sevən kəs birdən,
Öz sevdiciyinə eşqin bildirər,
Səninçün tapdığım gözəl sözlərdən.
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