#limiting - Hello Poetry

There are no limitations. You Receive help that You never accepted. It now encircles you. By an outstretched hand. No one bites it off. Acceptance received. The sun directly investigates Any unwillingness To not accept change. Bringing a pinch of new light. Who would you have to be Stepping into the Other side? Finding you are truly good enough. That any other connection From limiting beliefs Unravels, like opening a pomegranate. One seed thinks it's all alone, not seeing all the others encased in their own restrictions. What if it were the perfect time? The full ripe fruit. You are the right age! This is the perfect time! What if the opposite were true? What would you do? Even if a part of you did not believe it? Bathe hence your confining insistences. What is in your skyline? Your oceans horizon? Supplied with new resources, a deliberate inventory, of unrestricted beliefs, if the opposite were true? Then who would you have to be To make it unmistakable? Who would I want to be If the opposite were true? Now, only now, as a matter of time.

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Dec 14, 2023

Dec 14, 2023 at 10:59 AM UTC

Highwireart

What If The Opposite Were True

There are no limitations. You Receive help that You never accepted. It now encircles you. By an outstretched hand. No one bites it off. Acceptance received. The sun directly investigates Any unwillingness To not accept change. Bringing a pinch of new light. Who would you have to be Stepping into the Other side? Finding you are truly good enough. That any other connection From limiting beliefs Unravels, like opening a pomegranate. One seed thinks it's all alone, not seeing all the others encased in their own restrictions. What if it were the perfect time? The full ripe fruit. You are the right age! This is the perfect time! What if the opposite were true? What would you do? Even if a part of you did not believe it? Bathe hence your confining insistences. What is in your skyline? Your oceans horizon? Supplied with new resources, a deliberate inventory, of unrestricted beliefs, if the opposite were true? Then who would you have to be To make it unmistakable? Who would I want to be If the opposite were true? Now, only now, as a matter of time.

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I want to scream Scream at the top of my lungs Scream out the emptiness within To my heart's content Until naught remains within I want to express myself openly Spread my arms out widely Cry in grief shamelessly Keeping my heart on my sleeve. But having painted our souls And having tainted our eyes And faking our smiles Never really hearing, except what we like We distort normality And limit morality But with the tainted, Painted perspectives we hold Morality is always relative.

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Apr 23, 2017

Apr 23, 2017 at 12:00 PM UTC

Yanamari

Colourful Turbulence

I want to scream Scream at the top of my lungs Scream out the emptiness within To my heart's content Until naught remains within I want to express myself openly Spread my arms out widely Cry in grief shamelessly Keeping my heart on my sleeve. But having painted our souls And having tainted our eyes And faking our smiles Never really hearing, except what we like We distort normality And limit morality But with the tainted, Painted perspectives we hold Morality is always relative.

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It is the moment, when you feel the love of earth! It is when your steps are dancing with your life... It is when you see those smiles and eyes firing love and caring... It is when you feel you are about to lose your guts... It is when you feel here "where I should end my marsh"... It is when you feel "I was not dreaming big"... Then the voice of Truth comes and says... "Smile"!! Then you feel the **** of your limiting beliefs... The **** of your Saboteurs! Then you claim your Right Birth that "My Voice is Worth to be Heard!"

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Oct 8, 2016

Oct 8, 2016 at 2:31 PM UTC

mazen-edlibi

Are you for Real!

It is the moment, when you feel the love of earth! It is when your steps are dancing with your life... It is when you see those smiles and eyes firing love and caring... It is when you feel you are about to lose your guts... It is when you feel here "where I should end my marsh"... It is when you feel "I was not dreaming big"... Then the voice of Truth comes and says... "Smile"!! Then you feel the **** of your limiting beliefs... The **** of your Saboteurs! Then you claim your Right Birth that "My Voice is Worth to be Heard!"

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whenever i write i have to write the title last. i am never sure where my story is going to go and i don't want a title holding me back from writing whatever i want. i guess sometimes people don't realize just how limiting a title can be.

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Dec 22, 2018

Dec 22, 2018 at 11:41 PM UTC

rimo

title

whenever i write i have to write the title last. i am never sure where my story is going to go and i don't want a title holding me back from writing whatever i want. i guess sometimes people don't realize just how limiting a title can be.

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