#flexible - Hello Poetry

_"Be flexible, the flexible ones are those who survive."_ No. We are the ones who get taken advantage of. They see us bend once-- Heart stretching, limbs folding backwards-- We don't break. Instead we always fix ourselves A smile stretched across our faces. And so they pull Push Twist Yank All because we're flexible All because we can handle it

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Jun 13, 2025

Jun 13, 2025 at 10:02 PM UTC

lostling_0

Those are my socks

_"Be flexible, the flexible ones are those who survive."_ No. We are the ones who get taken advantage of. They see us bend once-- Heart stretching, limbs folding backwards-- We don't break. Instead we always fix ourselves A smile stretched across our faces. And so they pull Push Twist Yank All because we're flexible All because we can handle it

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Mar 25, 2025

Mar 25, 2025 at 7:43 AM UTC

bettsjc187

~•§•~ A Single Request ~•§•~

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Everything / Everyone Is as flexible as The breaking point Nothing more Everything Everyone I repeat

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Oct 8, 2020

Oct 8, 2020 at 1:39 PM UTC

mystic-ink-plus

Resilience

Everything / Everyone Is as flexible as The breaking point Nothing more Everything Everyone I repeat

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When happens when (insert emotional event) is exactly when it should happen

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Dec 12, 2019

Dec 12, 2019 at 3:34 AM UTC

maria-etre

Flexible

When happens when (insert emotional event) is exactly when it should happen

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As the body becomes more flexible So does the mind this enables the spirit to grow.

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Apr 12, 2019

Apr 12, 2019 at 2:00 PM UTC

be-no-one

Flexible

As the body becomes more flexible So does the mind this enables the spirit to grow.

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Yes I am ace, do you know what I mean? I need to be out there, I want to be seen. I have done before and I may do again. I can't say who with nor can I say when. Now click on the heart, say you like my feed. Though needing you more, you're more than I need. Poetry by Kaydee.

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Jun 17, 2018

Jun 17, 2018 at 2:33 PM UTC

SazKells

I Am Ace.

Yes I am ace, do you know what I mean? I need to be out there, I want to be seen. I have done before and I may do again. I can't say who with nor can I say when. Now click on the heart, say you like my feed. Though needing you more, you're more than I need. Poetry by Kaydee.

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I have always been the clay Always. When my parents moved me from my Italian home To Hamilton, Canada I was the clay I learned English Decorated a new bedroom Made new friends Dressed like I was born here I became Canadian Without a complaint I was the clay When my Canadian boyfriend Fed me Canadian food I ate it When he wanted me to go to the bar With him and his friends I went When he wanted to watch football Which isn’t actually football I watched too When he started listening to country music I learnt all the lyrics I was the clay When my parents had a baby I changed diapers Played ball with her in the yard Was a good babysitter Went to the playground Played peek-a-boo Read children books to her in English I was the clay When my boyfriend wanted to take a break I said okay When he wanted to get back together A month later I said okay When he said we should move to Edmonton I said okay When he asked me to make Canadian food for him I learnt for him When he blamed me for everything I nodded and said sorry When I found him in bed with another girl I became a bird I was not the clay I grew feathers Colourful and long Then I flew And I don’t ever plan on landing

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May 23, 2018

May 23, 2018 at 2:49 PM UTC

jennab

I was the clay

I have always been the clay Always. When my parents moved me from my Italian home To Hamilton, Canada I was the clay I learned English Decorated a new bedroom Made new friends Dressed like I was born here I became Canadian Without a complaint I was the clay When my Canadian boyfriend Fed me Canadian food I ate it When he wanted me to go to the bar With him and his friends I went When he wanted to watch football Which isn’t actually football I watched too When he started listening to country music I learnt all the lyrics I was the clay When my parents had a baby I changed diapers Played ball with her in the yard Was a good babysitter Went to the playground Played peek-a-boo Read children books to her in English I was the clay When my boyfriend wanted to take a break I said okay When he wanted to get back together A month later I said okay When he said we should move to Edmonton I said okay When he asked me to make Canadian food for him I learnt for him When he blamed me for everything I nodded and said sorry When I found him in bed with another girl I became a bird I was not the clay I grew feathers Colourful and long Then I flew And I don’t ever plan on landing

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Unable to flex shattering stone the will and the want a knee bent at throne Needs and desires fresh, sultry and sweet great heights to acquire and ecstasy meet Giving into true love an iron bar of lust not a simple request a matter of trust Bullets and more nothing shall break the strength of the glass some give, and some take

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Feb 27, 2017

Feb 27, 2017 at 10:14 AM UTC

TemporalFugue

The resilience of glass

Unable to flex shattering stone the will and the want a knee bent at throne Needs and desires fresh, sultry and sweet great heights to acquire and ecstasy meet Giving into true love an iron bar of lust not a simple request a matter of trust Bullets and more nothing shall break the strength of the glass some give, and some take

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They call me fickle. But what can you change if you can't change your own mind?

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Apr 12, 2016

Apr 12, 2016 at 10:03 PM UTC

beau-grey

Haiku #5

They call me fickle. But what can you change if you can't change your own mind?

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Please don't bend me any further I'm afraid I might break

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Jul 10, 2015

Jul 10, 2015 at 8:27 PM UTC

nicole-dawn

I'm Not That Flexible

Please don't bend me any further I'm afraid I might break

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Be kind, For at least once in your life the kindness you show, will make a monumental difference, for whom you showed it to. Be flexible, The tides of life will twist and turn you many ways, you must bend with them. Be soft, many will tell you only a thick skin will get you through, but it is only with soft hands that you can nurture broken hearts. Be patient, a short fuse will only put you in a deep hole. And perhaps, Most importantly, Be open minded, so that you will never hold back any of the above, because of what you think, but don't know.

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Sep 22, 2014

Sep 22, 2014 at 11:24 PM UTC

jacob-christopher

A Little Advice...

Be kind, For at least once in your life the kindness you show, will make a monumental difference, for whom you showed it to. Be flexible, The tides of life will twist and turn you many ways, you must bend with them. Be soft, many will tell you only a thick skin will get you through, but it is only with soft hands that you can nurture broken hearts. Be patient, a short fuse will only put you in a deep hole. And perhaps, Most importantly, Be open minded, so that you will never hold back any of the above, because of what you think, but don't know.

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