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Keeping Hope Alive

As long as you are still breathing, there is hope

An Uncontrollable Path

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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😭

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.

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

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.

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Nowadays in the world🤎

The Gemini (Love beaten)

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

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.

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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.

Forever in Love

With every breath, my heart beats for you, Together forever, our love will always be true. As we walk hand in hand, under the stars above, I feel so blessed to have found my forever love. Your gentle touch, your warm embrace, Makes my heart race and my soul embrace. I promise to cherish you every day, In all of life's ups and downs, forever we'll stay. As we look into each other's eyes, We see pure love, with no disguise. Our love is a flame that will never fade, Even when life throws us in diff

True me

Many secrets to my world that no one understands You think you are my friend but don’t know my nightmares Don’t judge people by the smile on their face One might be going through pain but you would never know Until true friends ask “What's going on”

All the love that I forswore

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I am always deeply moved by the beauty and resilience of people with black skin.

In the tapestry of ebony hues, A symphony of grace and resilience, The people of ebony skin, A portrait of strength and brilliance. Their souls adorned with rich history, Stories etched in every line and curve, Through struggles and triumphs, They radiate a beauty that preserves. From the rhythm of their laughter, To the wisdom in their eyes, Their spirit dances with resilience, Underneath vast African skies.

Coffee

Treasure that cannot be spilled, You'll choked when not being cared That sweetness that gourmets search, The aroma which no one could match, Its bitterness is its natural fragrance As if its soaked on hot springs— Being mixed by Shiva's silver spoon, Filled upon Aphrodite's lovely cup— It was a masterpiece by the gods, As the essence of that resourceful taste; It will never end and fade in the tongues of man, It is such a reminiscing fantasy that no one wishes to wake up, As its savors spread up