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neth jones Jul 29
a harmful charm                               
an armed risk to the head
a villainous thing . . . a book                         
i puruse the shelves of Alexandria
i wanna read something mad  loose  and youth
       willing  and ego  and naturally skilled
something that hasn't been                
                                      untaught to behave
i'm in need of a black market guide
         and a really tall ladder
i have a desperate need            
       to trigger a brain reaction
- taken from SHORTS III. original version 11/24
Adam Torch Jul 25
I've been wanting to set sail for a while,
but now the intensity almost frightens me.
I can feel my body breaking
under the weight of this desire.

I want to give in –
to set sail toward you,
forgetting every shore I've ever known,
taking the risk, trusting the tide.

I thought I had this in my hands,
But I cannot command
nor the wind, nor the raging sea.
I know that now, as I set sail.
Mariah Jul 7
Risk flirts with defeat
Beaten doesn't mean you're beat
Some plans trust retreat
My hope includes the worst case scenario.
Lia G Jul 6
To take or not to take
To change or forever be?
Never know til you take a step,
Trying better than regret.

The open window lay,
A calling to be heard,
The heart drumming to a beat,
It aches to learn.

Fear comes creeping in,
You halt and dare not sin.
You live the same,
day in and out.

Trap inside the same routine,
Too much doubt and insecurities.
You put a limit, on ability.
Believe my friend and you will see.

We need not great strength,
Wisdom or wealth.
Just a piece of courage,
Belief and help.

A leap of faith,
To trust our God
In this journey we take,
He holds us up.

He takes our hand,
And guides our hearts,
Harsh may He teach,
Like a father to his son.

He loves us so,
We need not fear,
For the journey ahead
Tis already clear,

He gave us His son,JESUS CHRIST.
Through Him there is the way,
The truth and the life.
So believe dear friends and do not die.
I write poems for fun, what do you guys think? :D
7/5/2025
Ruhani Jun 30
Though the world feels too small
but my wings still can't fathom all
The northern air sways right
but my body refuses
to lift my soul.
Shall I leave my fate
to the wind beneath
or take the plunge
in the ocean's fall.
Bekah Halle Jun 9
Roar...
Wild, uninhibited: free.
Living authentically me.
Ready for more?

Moving beyond fight, fleeing and freeze,
To green pastures,
Living beyond disasters,
In peace, free to feel the gentle breeze.

Risk...
Pulses surge,
New thoughts emerge — 
There are no boxes to tick.

Reward...
Works expanded,
Creativity flows,
Freely as the wind blows,
I move, no longer stranded.

Just freedom to be,
Imperfect, in deficit,
Out of control: incomplete.
Opening up to unforeseen possibilities.
This poem was inspired by a prophecy spoken over me.Enjoy
Ronnel A May 25
If you could just say it,
Then i can go and close the pit.
It’s relatively easy to leave.
But have you ever wonder,
How much can i give?
Cadmus May 11
I should have left.
That first moment,
when my heart convulsed.

But i was stubborn,
I didn’t.
I stayed.
I had to know.
I had to risk it.

The body knows,
before the mind does.

Some truths whisper first,
shatter later.
Some warnings come not as words but as aches, sharp, sudden, undeniable. Yet the human spirit, ever stubborn, often chooses pain over the unknown. This is a confession of that choice.
Steve Page May 3
If you don't know where the trail will go
Why be tempted to find out
Stick to what you know you know
Don't listen to your doubts

We don't know how the debate will end
So why start the discussion
Stick to trusted monologues
Don't risk their deconstruction

You're safe with the true tried and tested
With the solace of the known
So why be so curious
Stay here in our comfort zone.
Don't risk change
On the morrow ships will sail
To roam beyond the hidden veil
And brave the stormy seas to see
If ships holds carry destiny
Yet here we will to seaward keep
The watch that holds our wandering feet
From paths and fields and trees and thought
Believing in the lies we've bought
Waiting here on well worn quays
To count the line of endless days
We lie and wait and lie some more
That hope awaits on distant shores
And wind borne sails in misty skies
Will answer all to that which lies
Slumbering within our breast
Awaiting lifes first step to test
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