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Don't let someone else do the honor
of making your heart gleam with joy.

Don't let the words, spoken with negativity
affect the way you walk down the street.

Dont change yourself,
because society says you should.

Make yourself proud
Make yourself happy
Be you.
Katelyn Billat Oct 2017
I've always been different
A rare breed of human
An odd occurrence to those
Who have known me

Some sort of blessing
To anyone
Brave enough to love me
And the greatest loss
To those who didn't
Deserve to keep me

R.h. Sin
This came from the book "rest in the mourning" by r.h. sin. I just really loved this poem so I wanted to share it.
S Sep 2017
Her smile is too fake
That girl is not okay
She tries so hard to be like them
But her attemps are in vane
She’s different and that’s great
But she doesn’t know this yet
Nobody dares to be her friend
She is alone and so afraid.
Does it ever end?
- S.
Being different is okay, in fact it’s great, it’s what makes you one of a kind
Kat Pan Sep 2017
I am disregarded

Your vile eyes gloss over my body and label me victim

Your spiteful intentions *scald
my skin as you target me speechlessly

I am a apparition

Treading on what is identical to Hell's surface

I beseech God to forsake me and let me perish in the authentic blaze

I am unfit for the toil, the betrayal is worrisome, and my frail heart is left in shambles

I am puzzled by the way you dislodged those malicious words from the pits of your repulsive throat and slung them at me

All your transgressions are in vain

but you and your friends cackle like witches

I am sorry my exterior is a rarity

My hair is brown like the Earth's dirt and the roots that stem have culture

I am so sorry that my body is a precious temple

petite and dainty while yours is filled with *sin and ego
kind of working on it
Lilly O Sep 2017
Spots that are scattered
On your skin
Your shoulders are home
To alot of them
My lingering hands
Loves them so
The suns warmth
Allows them to show
Poetic T Sep 2017
We are woven in
                     different cloths
that fit us all.

For we all wear the same
       skin individually.
K Balachandran Sep 2017
1.Thorn
A thorn is nothing
but a wish stubborn,
with an earnest point
to make a deep impact.

2.Her Reality

The core of a nightmare
broke loose, is she,
dislocated in a space
on broad day light
ready for someone
with a yen, for day dreaming.

3.A borrowed Deja vu

He suspects his love life, in vain
is piece of a well orchestrated ordeal,
of some one regaled much in pain;
just a cosmic 'cut and paste' job!

4.Tiger's aesthestics

"A match perfect, for me,
you are a befitting target"
growled the greedy tiger,
as he sighted the gazelle.

5.Unique

Day and night act
so well as the opposites,
yet they complement
ad infinitum,without
any complaint,
and sans even a trace
of pride or  jealousy.
Everything, even those
looking diametrically
opposite to untrained eyes,
are uniquely meaningful.
Poetic T Aug 2017
The purest form of emotion
                      is a snow flake,
Individual, beauty crystalized.

Unique like every sorrow,
evaporating and descending
         like each tear,
never the same one falls twice.
Lance McDonald Aug 2017
Why be anyone else?
When you're more beautiful being yourself.
Just a really random thought in my head.
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