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The author has written a list of things that are essentially good. Sadly, not everyone will agree with everything in this composition. Cleanliness Smiling To offer assistance Honesty
Some people will not agree with all the views of the author. Here is a long list of things that are essentially wrong. Vulgarity The veneration of national heroes and heroines Dishonesty Lust
Fallen angel! Why are you scared?Why you dwelt alone in shadow? Why you tighten your fists?why threaten the whole life?i know, afraid to .love,let tenderness pour from your eyes
We know so little,so little, almost nothingand this is only truth,when and from where?from the fissure of infinityand the unreel of time,lonely splinterswe wander on dreamy travels,
Listen,if stars are still lit it means there is someone who needs them.It means someone wants to love,Why then do we feel so much pain and heaviness of heart?are we waiting for something, regretting anything?
“When it rains, it pours,” That’s what they always say, And so far, it seems to be true. Either the rain comes down in buckets, Or the sun bears down,
This person is a face at bedtime. This person is your show at screen time. This person is the light you never knew you needed. When you don’t know what to do, They will show you.
If I could find a mirror, I'd clean it through and through. Then, resolutely, I'd show a star to you. While superficially unassuming, Within the glass you'll find Ghosts of a cosmos once blooming;
Dear self, How much have you grown Since those rainy days When you swore you were alone I remember your tears, Your fears and your anger When you called for help,
I wake up knowing that I don't have to worry anymore about whether or not I am loved by someone. When the sun would shine its rays through my blinds, I would look away in fear of witnessing another day alive.
Look up towards the sky You who are weary, Look up towards the sky You who whisper softly
Everyone has the feeling of loneliness, at least once in their life, Which isn't a bad thing, because in life if you're caught up with all, Can you find yourself? The forsaken path to sunlight,
“All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them” Being the best of both worlds
It's time to go with the flow and let your heart know that it's okay to express yourself and let yourself go. Get lost in the love that is the totality of your individuality. 'Individual' which means undivided from the 'whole'.
When I was speaking you weren't really listening, you only heard what you wanted to,
Don’t Find the Time to Hide To Hide From Life From Your Responsibilities, Your Wants Dreams Don’t Find Time To Stop
Then God said, “Let there be light”; and there was light. (Genesis 1:3) A single drop of water creates a ripple in the pond, And the ripple resonates through the waters
Don't ever hesitate to take the stand. Don't ever wait for the right moment to strike. You must find it in yourself to break the silence. You have the power to make things right. It doesn't matter what anybody says.
She gets up."The world is brigher at night,"she would remark with a laugh,but it meant more than whather smile hid.
Look upThe sky is EndlessYou are the sky Look downThe earth is StrongYou are the earth Look forwardThe future is BrightYou are the future Now look backThe past is DarkBut you are not the past You are EndlessYou are StrongYou are Bright You are Eve
Arise Arise, shine!Shine like the sunGlow like the moonSparkle like a starCos that’s what you are
Can this just be the present That everyday is Even with a nemesis Or without even saying Wanting the same Even if it's in different shades Or different context
There’s scar tissue. On my head, my arms, everywhere and anywhere. Behind every scar a memory, a story. Happy memories, and not so happy memories,
When type 1 diabetes don't stop you When asthma, anxiety, and anorexia don't stop you
God can judge me if he wants, And so can anyone else The only verdict I value Is my judgement of self The reactions that I draw From my actions and my flaws
As I grow up, each day at a time I start to notice all the things that chime The beauty in this world has always been there
On Tuesday I ran home Just to get away from school I can't stand how the people Are so judging, are so cruel They look at me, disgusted As if they wish that I was dead
Butterflies. Could they exist without it? What about flowers? What about days and nights? What about sunsets? Sunrises? Rainbows? Stories? Songs? You? What about you? Could you exist without it?
This plane you find yourself in is just one glimpse of one dimension, among many others Look out, organic nature surges from the soil synthetic somethings jut out from this scene.
Eyes crawl all over the pla
Me and You We going to rendezvous Because I love you boo And
I'm always thinking and I'm dreaming I'm always creating and my eyes are gleaming With the thoughts of what can be and what will My optimism is why I cannot keep still and some people wonder where it comes from
Inspiration is the key, to get past the heavy door
So many voices , sounds around it should make me paranoia but instead i am calm. I though the fight was over , but now i can feel Aries is never done fighting and neither am i !
I could say, "Mama, Mama, Mama, come help me" but you are so busy living out a Colorado fantasy
Do you breathe in whistles, sir? Because every time I walk by that is all I hear.
So I lie here thinking, not doing, just thinking
Introducing: the storm that brews in her mind... It's force and undying winds become too much to bear Left her drained, dry, just an empty shell A foggy reflection, an expressionless stare
I rather die... than force myself to sleep. Thinking that everything should be eiditic;
I will not be silent. I will not compromise myself to win the approval of my peers. I will not base my decisions off of what other people advise me to do.
Let me get it out there, we are all fear something. Some of us fear rejection by our companions, others fear being proven wrong.
In this life, We are still JUST children, Whose voices would never be heard above the cloud because the world doubts itself It dwells on the past so can’t even dream of a better future
"OMG you too Ms. Imani?You see I... I thought I was the only"Thats what this young girl said to meas she glared at meno longer feeling lonely.
A drop, a drop
When I step through its doors I am at war. Every Set is a battle, Every Rep is contact, Every drop of sweat that runs down my head, Is the blood of my fallen brothers. I will not rest until my body runs red.
Coming face to face with these realitiesGrabbing me like gravityHolding me to the fireEscaping seemed possible,
Reflect may lead to regret just as play can lead to reset...yet wings still are a part of the body embodying the initial goal to fly...
You came into my life when I least expected it.Next thing I knew, we were together, and I was truly amazed by it.You made me feel alive, like if nothing else mattered.You never failed to make me feel loved and flattered.
I pray each day with both feet foward on the journey of rivers that the burdens I bear produce the right fruit to give me the strength I need to keep foward I know life to be difficult and fraught with impossibilities
hundred tiny white shells at my feet, I have to tred carefully. Suddenly they crack, and I'm falling. What happened?! Did I do something wrong?! Down a hole where nobody goes,
People have told me that I cannot make it But they just refuse to see that I'm a blockbuster hit Eyes looking down on me Peering with hatred and jealousy Do they know the world is we
African Americans are ignorantAsians are brilliantWhites are smartThose are all stereotypes that you are led to believe to keep you from what you are trying to achieve or succeed atI am African American
The scars on your arms do not mean you gave up they mean you were strong enough to stop the pain to stop the hurt. They mean that you didn't take anyones crap you proved to yourself
Even if the thousand suns burn you; even if mercy/compassion loses its lustre;
When I look back at my high school yearsAnd think about all the tears From when I woke up every dayTo when I bowed my head at night to pray "God please stop the pain""Please stop everyday the words they rain"
You've always wanted to be a hero, an adventurer. As a child, you probably had the fantasy of taking on some fantastic task or daring endeavor.
Can't you see me,The pain in my eyes?I'm used to this pain...No body knows the real me. Can you hear my heart cry? I lay in bed at night.I cry myself to sleep,Hoping one day...I won't awake.
She says she strong Since there’s nothing wrong. But, I know better than she. She thinks she higher But she’s a liar The stronger one is me. The one with bruises, Who always loses
May the lighters light May your heart love May the sun shine Right above us May your actions be worthy May your hunger be hardy May your drive have engine May your soul have a mission
a daily dose of teasing parents understand it as character building does character building come home with tears? does it come with bruises on your arm? no making it impossible to escape, fighting for every form of exit
I walk through the night without fear. Darkness shadows me like a cape. I walk with no destination. With the feeling that my end will soon be near. My mind sways from one worry to the next.
Before decisions, take time to vision collisions, And the reality of sucess, crafted to your intensions Your vision, you can succeed! Thought it then, today you know it