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inspirational and Encouraging Poems and Quotes About Love, freedom, self development, motivation, inner strength and other important topics.
Tore open the shatters she held against you, flesh parted in her as you fisted her heart in your palms, squeezed it tight until her face twisted into a sad smile, but you wanted every vigour you could possibly acquire, loved the sweet smell of her wild spirit, and so you savoured annexing it from her ribs, failing to recall that it survives because of her iceberg.
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Hey God
Sometimes I don’t feel
like I have the words to pray.
I don’t always know what to say to You. What do I say to someone who is perfect in every way?
Please help me remember that You want to hear from me. Give me the confidence to speak what’s on my heart with You, but help me to do so with respect and humility. And please let these honest conversations lead me to a deeper sense of awe, wonder, and love for you. Teach me how to talk with You, and then make me eager to do it regularly. I Cherish you more than the world can tell. You be God. I remain Obedient.~okiria A.T
I lose my words wherever I'm on the edge.
That one edge, that edge that binds me, that edge that hides the truth away from me.
It only needs a step, one small step.
To cross that edge.
#to_be_edited
It wasn't easy to settle down, and call this land my new home.
It wasn't easy to walk through my way forward, while I could barely see the world.
It wasn't easy to read between the lines of those that were toxic and inhumane.
It wasn't easy to provide pain with as much dignity as I can.
It wasn't easy to refrain from my mind's bottomless game.
It wasn't easy to stay sane all through life's bumpy lane.
Life's indeed some trouble,
Like anything valuable.
Yes, you dreamt it all,
You painted the shade of his eyes,
You gave him those untamed curls,
You built him up from nothing,
Yes, it was you who did it all alone,
It was you who dreamt of the things he would say,
It was you who wanted to stay
When all the signs said nay,
It was you who strolled looking for him in wonderland,
When you knew he resides in neverland.
All men who have achieved great things have been great dreamers.
© Orison Marden @quote
Sing the song that only you can sing, write the book that only you can write, build the product that only you can build... live the life that only you can live.
© Naval @quote
Nothing is softer or more flexible than water
Yet nothing can resist it.
© Lao Tzu @quote
We are different than others, you feel it.
So you are different too, if you are with us.
The greatest mistake you can make in life is to be continually fearing you will make one. @quote
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Live as if you were to die tomorrow.
Cuz you can. (just reminder)
Sadness may be part of life but there is no need to let it dominate your entire life.
© Byron Pulsifer @quote
Freedom is nothing but the distance between a hunter and its pray
By :Bei dao
@fortheeccentric
Sewing My Feelings
It's a never ending story
written by Shiva himself.
Now, turning into a memory
and I look up to seek like an elf.
Slowly,
it was dying a natural death,
covered in white clothes
of unsaid feelings and warm breath.
I tried to connect now and then,
my lord, Shiva,
knows about this...
How and when ?
I don't have any cards to show.
When feelings come up from my heart,
never do they ever come slow.
I have to push them
with all of my will,
out of my mouth.
And I'm well aware that
it takes a lot of understanding
and years of struggle to
make things work out.
This eternal soul of mine
can only give some love
which is divine.
Yet, I cannot build a wall
between you & me
or even draw a line.
For I live under the sun,
and you are my
constant sunshine !
SK
Your cheekbones are plums in a Sylvia Plath poem,maybe pears,
that dangle heavy,
bowing to your lips.
dearest, you are a time capsule.
a one eyed tear that comes down with a laugh,
and you always laugh
at the idea you are loved.
It's summer again,
the cold weather is cozy, its loneliness addictive like your cheeks
once were,
it's greyness an empty image of content,
a picture of fading,yet being vivid at the same time.
a handful of heavyness,
from your cheeks to your lips,
an image of what once was.
Could you
Have saved that person,
If you were alone?
Would your knowledge
Have worth some pennies,
To buy him some time? Or
Would your eyes and ears
Have wasted their transmitters,
In contacting the fat in your skull?
Watch, listen and learn!
O medical student.
Not much time is left
Before you turn a saver or killer.
When souls will present
With death rushing into their bronchioles.
Their eyes widened, horrified
As they drown in the sea of illness.
In this world where everything is rapid,
Please don’t rush me,
I’m growing in my own pace,
Within my own space.
"Darling, dear, why are you crying?"
"He... he looks so lonely. Everyone hates him and he hates everyone, but truth is, he feels so alone. Alone is lonely. Alone is painful. I have felt it and I don't want anyone to feel it too..."
"Well... aren't you such a kind child..."
She cried so, even though it was only a dream that she saw. Her heart is kind, and strong. But sometimes... it hurts her.
#random #draft
Time with you V
Part five; The break up.
Why allow mere comments?
To replace our trying yet lovely moments.
Forgetting our travel to places,
The roses and daisies,
The small eateries and big parties,
The cruise and flights,
And all the dreams we've built,
To be shattered and ruin like filth.
Like an ended toon,
Yet I never expected it to be so soon.
For time with you should have been everlasting,
But now holding on is not even an option.
So is better I let you go,
And wish you well in your endeavors,
For time with you, was as precious as a treasure.
© DaCosta Kofi Aboagye
The hardest thing in this world is to put your feelings into words, while the simplest is to assume the things that didn't even happen.
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Blessed are they who see beautiful things
In humble places
Where other people see nothing.
© Camille Pissarro @quote
The world cares very little about what a man or woman knows; it is what a man or woman is able to do that counts.
© Booker Washington @quote
Learning without reflection is a waste, reflection without learning is dangerous.
© Confucius @quote
To keep the body in good health is a duty... otherwise we shall not be able to keep our mind strong and clear. @quote
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Courage doesn’t mean you don’t get afraid.
Courage means you don’t let fear stop you.
Good Morning Everyone 🌞
Those who will play with cats must expect to be scratched
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Fate of a Falling Leaf
No screams , agony engulfing
Free fall and separation
From the giant tree
Served it for a purpose
and destiny made it to take a leap...
Leaf cherished the every inch of space
Depths and swirls of wind
Made it to believe in eternity
Sudden Fading away
and Falling apart to be crumbled and crashed
by...
Falling down ...
Down .....
and Down....
As if it never was a part of a Blooming tree...
I'm tired.
Tired of the constancy,
the constancy of judgment.
Tired of hiding,
hiding who I really am.
Tired of trying to stay strong.
I'm tired.
Tired of pretending,
pretending to be happy when all I want to do is cry.
Tired of not being able to let go,
let go of all the pain and emotions that consume me.
Tired of feeling worthless.
I'm tired.
Tired of being put down,
put down by the people I felt closest to.
Tired of dreaming,
dreaming of a life I will never have.
Tired of not being good enough.
I'm tired.
Tired of remembering,
remembering how I used to be so happy.
Tired of the blame,
the blame I put on myself daily.
Tired of the anger.
I'm tired.
Tired of crying,
crying in the shower so nobody can hear.
Tired of the fear,
the fear of being judged, hurt, and alone.
Tired of failing.
I'm tired.
Tired of holding on when all I want to do is give up.
Tired of being tired.
Tired of being me.
"If you count all your assets you always show a profit." - Wilson Mizner
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Nevertheless
Not that i was desperate,
But needing you was a target,
Ever since we met,
You’re the clouds, you’re the shade,
When it’s hot, and the sun dance through the horizon
But still feels cozy and yet too comfy
It was beautiful, gaily eye catching,
How you limit the shine that pass through you,
Being an abstract; you’re the part of the arts,
How you’re being approval of the mindless rain,
To pour a melancholic tears that being hold for countless days,
To make me feel things i haven’t feel for so long,
To make it gradually different ,
To make it feel special after a donkey years ,
Cuz you’re the clouds and I’m the dried ground,
You’re the saver after the killing droughts.