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☀️ I'm always grateful for           the light of a new day caressing my cheek That's not what gets me most     but you                             sheathed by sheets                                             while by my side   See the curtain     of lashes           ╰      ╯              ╰  I              S  ╯         ╰   R                     E   ╯       So I can drink the coffee of your eyes ☀️
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Jan 8, 2021
Jan 8, 2021 at 9:05 AM UTC
Rise
When you feel down... When you fell down... Just don't give up; Stand again; Raise up again... When you are in pain... When you feel your life is vain... When you stand alone; Face your fate; Believe yourself, you are a miracle! When you meet with failure... When the World mocks you... Don't shrink inside the shell; The day is still bright; Carry on with your goals... When your foes mock you... When your friends lost faith on you... Raise again... Don't look back; Carry on with your dreams... When you raise up... When you build your goals... Obstacles will turn into steps... Carry on, move on; Bid farewell to your worries...
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Sep 22, 2020
Sep 22, 2020 at 12:13 PM UTC
When you feel down
* *Days upon months and months upon years I keep to false smiles while on the palms of sadness Bathing in remorse, I wish to be cleansed and raise with integrity, climb with dedication and smile with compassion* *
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Jul 5, 2020
Jul 5, 2020 at 11:30 AM UTC
My Hands
doesn’t matter it’s the fact that every last one of you thinks we shouldn’t and that’s where you’re wrong give us an alternative that will raise the bar that high that fast from that little you can’t i don't blame you for not trying
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May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 4:36 AM UTC
why we do it
no time to blink or yawn hustling hard dusk till dawn but failing under the sun' light being a loser in other's sight giving excuses,trying to hide very much tempted to step aside 'but every time,my affirmations fuel my desires for its next duel'
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Mar 31, 2020
Mar 31, 2020 at 4:08 AM UTC
step up
Tell them, let them to vanish I mean those cruel vampires I am referring to them, the crisps, The evils to our lyrics to perish Free us, free us from your satanic shores Let us life, let us be happy but not sores Let streams flows through our pores Let our dreams be fulfil at the highest scores Let those Vampires vanish from our government From their unruly atitude, where all flaws farment Where their deathly games begins. Where corruption wine and wallows within our administration Refer them to the scribbling scripts of the land Lay it, Spread it, Open it and read it before them Even if they resist, Do not desists to grab them Led them to the truth. Tell them that change, we demand. What did they wants from us, which they not been Awarded. When they hoared loudly for votes We gave them. We paid them through taxes. We have seen Them brutally burning our fleets of vehicles. We shall never needs "rocket scientist" to led us And we don't sense of elegance. Where humours Hide with hedonic faith. Where they thought we are Sleeping. Until I task champion to read us "Sleep no more" From an enigmatic society, where our soul have bee laid To survive. We shall never slacken our ink. We have paid Them as servants. How could we surrender our armour When our only blood vessels were been torn in every hour. Until then we will never relax to advocate We can't fold flawless flanges to suffocate We stand for change. An immediate change Where we shall all sleep in pleasant peace
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Mar 26, 2020
Mar 26, 2020 at 10:50 AM UTC
Let those Vampires vanish
Tell them, let them to vanish I mean those cruel vampires I am referring to them, the crisps, The evils to our lyrics to perish Free us, free us from your satanic shores Let us life, let us be happy but not sores Let streams flows through our pores Let our dreams be fulfil at the highest scores Let those Vampires vanish from our government From their unruly atitude, where all flaws farment Where their deathly games begins. Where corruption wine and wallows within our administration Refer them to the scribbling scripts of the land Lay it, Spread it, Open it and read it before them Even if they resist, Do not desists to grab them Led them to the truth. Tell them that change, we demand. What did they wants from us, which they not been Awarded. When they hoared loudly for votes We gave them. We paid them through taxes. We have seen Them brutally burning our fleets of vehicles. We shall never needs "rocket scientist" to led us And we don't sense of elegance. Where humours Hide with hedonic faith. Where they thought we are Sleeping. Until I task champion to read us "Sleep no more" From an enigmatic society, where our soul have bee laid To survive. We shall never slacken our ink. We have paid Them as servants. How could we surrender our armour When our only blood vessels were been torn in every hour. Until then we will never relax to advocate We can't fold flawless flanges to suffocate We stand for change. An immediate change Where we shall all sleep in pleasant peace
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Tell them, let them to vanish I mean those cruel vampires I am referring to them, the crisps, The evils to our lyrics to perish Free us, free us from your satanic shores Let us life, let us be happy but not sores Let streams flows through our pores Let our dreams be fulfil at the highest scores Let those Vampires vanish from our government From their unruly atitude, where all flaws farment Where their deathly games begins. Where corruption wine and wallows within ouradministration Refer them to the scribbling scripts of the land Lay it, Spread it, Open it and read it before them Even if they resist, Do not desists to grab them Let them to the truth. Tell that change we demand. What did they wants from us, which they not been Awarded. When they hoared loudly for votes We gave them. We paid them through taxes. We have seen Them brutally burning our fleets of vehicles. We shall never needs "rocket scientist" to led us And we don't sense of elegance. Where humours Hide with hedonic faith. Where they thought we are Sleeping. Until I task champion to read us "Sleep no more" From an enigmatic society, where our soul have bee laid To survive. We shall never slacken our ink. We have paid Them as servants. How could we surrender our armour When our only blood vessels were been torn in every hour. Until then we will never relax to advocate We can't fold flawless flanges to suffocate We stand for change. An immediate change Where we shall all sleep in pleasant peace
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Mar 25, 2020
Mar 25, 2020 at 4:49 PM UTC
Let those Vampires vanish
She was covered in fallen leaves and flowers I  heard a strange sound and spotted the plastic bottles I plucked the plastic off her she left out another soft sigh of pain and then, it rained
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Feb 11, 2020
Feb 11, 2020 at 8:54 AM UTC
EARTH
We can all be better, for that one moment. We can touch a heartbeat and show that even though were at our lowest. we can raise someone higher just when they need it.
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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 3:54 PM UTC
Lifting Others
Arms still raise goosebumps Though your stare I often see Paralyzing blues
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Dec 11, 2019
Dec 11, 2019 at 4:18 PM UTC
Paralyzer (Haiku)
Mothers. Possibly one of the significant contributors of the phrase “Empowered Women, Empower Women.” They overcome adversities, challenge social norms and break down barriers – rising and raising their child with them. They plant flowers in the garden of their children, so they can bloom. They pour love out like a waterfall and nurture those who drink from it. They enflame hearts with compassion. They orchestrate and create harmony amongst their children creating a beautiful symphony. They pave roads and liberate. They voice out and amplify the ones of their own. Here is to their depths of love that supports and caresses. To their cheers that uplifts. To how they raise and confront the world. To their softness. To their boldness. To their resilience. To their sacrifices. To them bringing out the best in us. Here is to their ability to create an insurmountable power that only grows. Here is to them to being driven and passionate in their own authentic way. To them carrying out their integrity. To them setting examples, aspiring us to emulate. To the ones who give birth, adopt, educate and raise. To the ones who devote their lives to their families care, to the ones who balance. Here is to them creating ripples carried over generation. To them shaping us and thereby shaping the world after them.
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Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 8:40 AM UTC
Prose: Mothers
I want to help, I really do But I don’t like the thought of dying. Anxiety keeps me on the ground Instead of up there flying. So raise a glass to all those people Who could do what I could never. By their constant and certain efforts They make the world much better. Everyone says I should just try But I know that I would fail. And even if I did agree For my health I’d have to bail. So raise a glass to all those people Who could do what I could never. Like the astronauts in space who quite Possibly could stay there forever. Raise a glass to all those people Who could do what I could never. Like the people who study volcanoes Who could rest there forever.
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Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 12:02 PM UTC
So Raise A Glass
‘                  rooting from nature’s beating heart               through mud and soil it raises               a tree, bathing in rain and sunshine,               listening to thunderstorms at night               ...
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Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 3:52 PM UTC
trees are beautiful (1)
I am holding onto something I'm scared it isn't real Is this an illusion? Is it what you really feel? I know it is wishful thinking Wishes don't come true Every time you're on my mind I hope I am on yours too I am waiting for your attitude to change Wondering when it will end The moment heart finally breaks Allowing it to start to mend Labyrinths have me trapped In each feeling you raise Searching but I still can't find My way out of this maze
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 10:46 PM UTC
A Way Out
If I cannot bend H E A V E N Then I will raise H E L L
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Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 10:45 PM UTC
Bend and Raise
When I can't get back up When I'm drowning and I can't see the surface When I'm broken When I'm beaten When I don't know why When I can't see past the day When I can't see past the knife God please put me on my knees Show me your peace Show me your love Father open my eyes to your grace When I'm at my weakest screaming for help Put me on my knees Raise my hands Fold my fingers Push them to my forehead Remind me to pray
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Aug 27, 2018
Aug 27, 2018 at 9:09 PM UTC
Weakest
You bring me up When I feel down You turn my frown Upside down I know it sounds cliche But you're everything My night and day
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Aug 13, 2018
Aug 13, 2018 at 6:47 PM UTC
~ Raise ~
Let’s talk football All about Who, Scored Missed Raised Fell Who, saved the faith went unexpected Make time Just live the game
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Jun 16, 2018
Jun 16, 2018 at 10:22 PM UTC
Live The Game
Tonight we raised the dead In the morning buried it Under the pillow of your bed Never to be resurrected again
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Jun 14, 2018
Jun 14, 2018 at 10:14 AM UTC
Necromancy
I aged a small number of hours, none the worse since posting about Daylight Savings Time, a radiant playful verse teasingly succeeded against being terse, a cogent tangential thread, where passage of "time" ranks front and center this central theme constitutes cultish obsession with vibrant youthfulness as if senescence a crime imposed (at birth) on every purse son, thus a healthy and prominant grow wing (nee bursting out all over) market and cottage industries didst swing into high gear (make that overdrive) addressing telomeres shortcomings justifies tamper ring with chromosomal genes to sustain bug eyed sales figures, asper amazing grace full spy king scales into the stratosphere, with cosmetic surgeons *** ping where, (particularly among baby boomer generation) appear younger looking than offspring (albeit, whereat either gender undergoing bust ting bosoms and tightening tushies) to foster said tune, where billions of dollars come into play, I haint joe king this feeding frenzy removing without a trace (of surgeon's needle) unsightly wrinkles, stretch marks, blemishes, et cetera (over a life time) fulfilling vanity in the name of eternal quest to dupe biology paying mega bucks postponing twilight/ evening years not yielding to depredations when dotage a stark reminder what natural aging doth bring superficial (skin deep) transformations, which cannot reboot major organs allowing elderly to rock with van halen again, since primary maximal apex i.e. post adolescence/ early adulthood marked urban boisterous antics, the tacitly accepted behavior, that would appear down right foolish as if elders played kick the can if chronologically old geezers let Mother Nature rightfully round up steering committee gently rowing rickety ship of lovely bones dutifully paying (chump change) to the bargeman.
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Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 8:17 PM UTC
Timeless Fascination With Youth
I aged a small number of hours, none the worse since posting about Daylight Savings Time, a radiant playful verse teasingly succeeded against being terse, a cogent tangential thread, where passage of "time" ranks front and center this central theme constitutes cultish obsession with vibrant youthfulness as if senescence a crime imposed (at birth) on every purse son, thus a healthy and prominant grow wing (nee bursting out all over) market and cottage industries didst swing into high gear (make that overdrive) addressing telomeres shortcomings justifies tamper ring with chromosomal genes to sustain bug eyed sales figures, asper amazing grace full spy king scales into the stratosphere, with cosmetic surgeons *** ping where, (particularly among baby boomer generation) appear younger looking than offspring (albeit, whereat either gender undergoing bust ting bosoms and tightening tushies) to foster said tune, where billions of dollars come into play, I haint joe king this feeding frenzy removing without a trace (of surgeon's needle) unsightly wrinkles, stretch marks, blemishes, et cetera (over a life time) fulfilling vanity in the name of eternal quest to dupe biology paying mega bucks postponing twilight/ evening years not yielding to depredations when dotage a stark reminder what natural aging doth bring superficial (skin deep) transformations, which cannot reboot major organs allowing elderly to rock with van halen again, since primary maximal apex i.e. post adolescence/ early adulthood marked urban boisterous antics, the tacitly accepted behavior, that would appear down right foolish as if elders played kick the can if chronologically old geezers let Mother Nature rightfully round up steering committee gently rowing rickety ship of lovely bones dutifully paying (chump change) to the bargeman.
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what of it have we broke your human laws what bells have you rung what steeple have you climbed what trance have you seduced that the pains of being reborn hasn't pained me consider it not pain that we may greet you who says we they walked away time was never here to follow you take my footsteps walk with me in the hollows what is this that i would lead you through the slaughter have you torn my sheets have you bruised me from underneath from what gavel have you sentenced me to write or say that you know of this love through meadows have we walked peace has been before and behind me before there was there will be how many dreams could escap me there is no man answer from what womb have you traveled that you could persuade me what have you with my repentance ? ... .. .
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Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 8:32 PM UTC
my repentance
Parents, We may think our professional careers are challenging, until we have our own little puppies come around, and turn our lives upside down. From the moment we found out, our lives change instantly, right in front of our eyes, I hope for better, One big challenge yet remains, raising and molding our other images to be good citizens(depending on your own definition), building upon our strengths, and weeding out and learning from our own shortfalls. All of these starts at home, from us, with the best of our abilities. We should know that no one owes us anything for raising our children, and we must not also expect gold medals for raising them as that's our full duty and responsibility! Therefore, we must be our children's first role models. Let’s not cry our eyes out because of the so called “famous people” we say our kids should look up to, when everything is right here in our own homes- mommy and daddy. Jobiranyc (9/30/2017)
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Mar 27, 2018
Mar 27, 2018 at 8:35 PM UTC
Role Model