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DON'T GIVE UP. A POEM TO ENCOURAGE YOU ❤️

In shadows deep, where troubles lay, A resilient heart will find its way. Through darkest nights and stormy rhyme, Embrace the strength that grows with time. When hope seems distant, a flicker faint, Remember, strength is your true paint. Each trial faced, a step you climb, In every fall, you'll learn to climb. Let courage be your guiding light, Ignite the spirit, bold and bright. For storms may rage, but soon they'll cease, And in their wake, you'll find your peace. With every struggle, a seed

Strength of Mind

A powerful force, yet so hard to find The strength that lies deep within our minds It's a state of being that's so divine The courage to stand up and be kind The power of choice, it's never too late To stand up and make your life great It's in the moments we have to decide That we can choose to be strong inside The strength of will, it sets us apart To strive for our goals and our hearts It's the light that guides us through the night To keep our spirits shining bright The strength of hope that

A letter to you

A gentle reminder There will be struggles There will be obstacles But never run Never push people away Take advantage of them And learn

Dear Mom

How i long to see you again When you left i was in True pain The number of times i cried under the rain In my heart your memories remain I Miss you mom😭

Goodness

Goodness, thou art the soul of all that's fair, The charm, the grace, the light of all things here: In thee the sun his glorious splendors wears, And in thy beams the moon her silver tears; The flowers their beauty from thy hand derive, And in thy smile the birds their carols give; The gentle zephyrs at thy breath rejoice, And all the groves in harmony rejoice; The ocean in thy presence calms its waves, And in thy light the stars their beauty save; The earth, the air, the sky, all nature speaks

Torment

The tears we shed are not only that of pain. It might be of torment. The torment of not knowing the unknown. We are scared of things that are yet to come. Things that are yet to form. Some might hide, and some might run. But it will always come just for fun. It lurks in the shadows, driving you insane. It enjoys the torment, it thinks it's a game. It feeds off the pain. You can only pray. We all have that fear. Some call it anxiety, and some call pain.

I am an island

In solitude's embrace, I dwell alone, A symphony of thoughts in silence sown. The world around me hums a distant song, Yet I'm an island where I do belong. The stars above, like diamonds in the night, Reflect the tears that glisten, taking flight. A heart that longs for warmth and tender touch, But finds itself adrift, yearning too much. A phantom echo of laughter and cheer, Whispers of voices once held dear, Yet here I stand, a solitary soul, Seeking connection, to once again feel whole. In sha

Life Is Funny

A spoken poetry about life.

EMBRACE

Embrace the dawn with open eyes, A canvas blank, a sunrise prize. Each moment, fleeting, yet so grand, Live life's dance, hold destiny's hand. Chase the stars across the night, With dreams as wings, take flight. No limits to the heights you'll soar, Live every day, explore the core. Let laughter ripple through your soul, In joyous waves that make you whole. In friendships forged, and love's embrace, Find treasures in life's wondrous space. Take chances, seize the vibrant day, For time, like wate

SECRET ADMIRER

In the shadows I lay Away from the sun's ray Watching your every move Analyzing your mistakes Like I'm cursed I can't stop Even at night I'm awake Still I find it all amusing Because deep down, it's what I desire I'm your secret admirer Glued to your every action I've been doing this my entire life It's now my life's passion You took away my boredom Yet unaware of my existence If I ever get the chance to repay I shall do so without delay

Love poem

Love poem My love is like a gentle breeze, Soft and warm, like a summer day. It lifts me up and carries me away, To heights that I could never reach alone. My love is like a raging fire, Burning bright, like a star in the night. It guides me through the darkness, Giving me the courage to take flight.

The Untold Truth

The Untold Truth is part of a section of The Songs Of Lexicon titled religion that criticizes religion itself as a whole.

Alone

In the silence that stretches in the darkest night, My solitude gently whispers to me. A melancholic atmosphere adorns my heart, Like a sorrowful melody that lingers. Within the profound stillness, I contemplate in eternal solitude. Like a lone star in the vast sky, I am trapped in an untouched world. In my solitude, I feel the vibrations of my heart, Flowing in an unheard rhythm. Darkness surrounds, yet I do not feel alone, For my solitude is a true companion. In solitude, I encounter my true s

Poem

Nowadays in the world🤎

The Gemini (Love beaten)

The Gemini and Pisces sad love story fades away with the morning dew.

The owl and the chimpanzee

The owl and the chimpanzee The owl and the chimpanzee went to sea In a beautiful boat called The Mind The owl was sensible, clever and smart The chimp was a little behind The owl made decisions, based on fact And knew where to steer its ship The chimp reacted a little too fast And often the boat would tip The waves would come and crash aboard The chimp would start to cry Large tears would roll right down his face Afraid that he would die The chimp and the owl would wrestle at night When the worl

Up to you

I can't drag you into heaven or push you into hell.

Nature

People caring for nature feels so fine Seeing nature clean as it shines People helping nature has a soul so kind 3Rs are one of the things you should keep in mind. Don't do things that can cause pollution Ignoring the nature is not the solution This poem should be seen Keep the forest clean and green.

Poem

Say fine thanks Say thanks for all that you have Say thanks for all the love Thanks for things you have And not for shove, Say thanks for life so good, Say thanks and touch wood, For this time Happy Thanksgiving Day to you!

The Ballad of the Curse and the Courageous Knight

From an anonymous poet, in honor of the ballad style and its rich storytelling tradition, we have this poem for you. Hope you like it.