From What I Knew – A Poem by Tempest Brew
Wisdom
was a tattered
book
I’d never read
a gray beard
too odd on my
round chin
wisdom
it turns out
comes softly
or viciously
with a pause
to think
with time.
personal growth poems
In the Dead of Night | Mark Andrew Heathcote
I’m an oak with rings ingrain
My heart is a woodcut carving
My soul a gnarled wooden cane
No longer prevents my falling.
I’m a mountain-pine-forest
A field of flattened wheat:
A no-man’s-land, a gauntlet
Thrown, down in beseech
Of-war, of-madness or friendship
Take your pick; I am ready, for all.
I have sharpened and whetted,
Sheaved my blade; heeding its call.
I have vanquished-my-enemies
One and all to see them lonesome fall
I have rewritten they’re own parodies.
In my turn stood, equally tall.
I have ignited into blossom,
And unfurled to catch sight
Every flower my breath can bosom
Hold to itself in the dead of night.
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Words of Wisdom | Sunita Sahoo
Hey You!
The one reading my message,
Have you discovered something new?
After overcoming life’s wreckage!
Why do you cry?
You are not alone!
You can still soar high,
Walking on varied paths unknown!
You may fail a million times,
But never give up trying!
See how your spirit climbs,
No wonder, it feels so satisfying!
Bloom like a Lotus,
Grow through the stagnant pools of filth!
When life seems out of focus,
Remember that you are being REBUILT!
A Poem for Your Self | Heath Brougher
Encourage yourself in ways
no one else has ever thought of
write secret hymns
that you find by accident
like poetic balloons filled with helium
to raise you up like a rooster
calling in the Day
write catastrophes yet to happen
and then stop them from occurring
write the future you want for your Self
and then be the catalyst
which brings it to fruition
for all is connected—
a human mind can change sugar
into moss simply by its positive thought output.
My Fault | Scarlett Cullen
i always
wondered if
it was
my fault
until i
realized
it wasn’t
and moved
forward
celebrating
how wonderful
i really am
Reaching High | Mary Steffen
Reaching high
The sky is our limit
Reach the stars
No matter
Beyond the great milky way
The next universe
Be Who You Are | Ann Christine Tabaka
“Be who you are” they say.
But who I am
is not who I
want to be …
dream to be …
need to be …
I desire to be so much more.
To soar above the drab and mundane
that fills my days.
To shine brighter than now.
To grow beyond safe.
My voice to lift above the throng,
and be heard throughout the echo of time
To not be limited by
“who you are.”
The Hole in the Whole | Igor Goldkind
The measure of suffering is how distant you are from your own happiness.
There is no distance farther than that.
It’s a gap people carry around with them, sometimes oddly, with pride:
‘Look how long-suffering, look how hard working,
Look how good doing I am.’
Small wonder we’re exhausted all of the time.
Because there’s the whole of our lives to account for, to ourselves,
To the you who is listening to this.
Sure, it’s your hole and you’ll sink into it if you want to
But to me it’s just another drain pipe, a wound for life to drip out of
Everyone can see right through you
Until you find a way to plug that hole yourself.
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Pity Pity Pity | Mantri Pragada Markandeyulu
Pity, Pity, We Feel Sorry
I see East, Each Time Tsunami
View at West, Every Time Quake
I Am Against War and Bomb
Pity, Pity, Pity, We Are Worried
I Appeal Rulers, To Get People Peace
Don’t Go For War, People Loose Life
Pity, Pity, Pity, No War, No War
No, No, No, War Crimes No
Yes, Yes, Yes, Peace Accord Best
Pity, Pity, Pity, We are Afraid
I and You Feel, Need of the Hour
Food and Shelter, Foremost Talk
Pity, Pity, Pity, Children are Pretty
Adopt, Adopt, We will Adopt Village
Develop and Develop, Village People Develop.
Pity, Pity, Pity, Villages Are Pretty
Each is Great, Who Work for Peace
Great and Great, Mankind is Great.
Pity, Pity, Pity, We are all Pretty
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
Ku, Ku, Koo
Happy and Happy, Everybody be Happy
Pity, Pity, Pity, We be Pretty
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I Hate You So Much | Lindsey Cartwright
i hate you so much
you destroyed my life
and you couldn’t care less
i get sick when i think of you
living your life as if
nothing happened
you’ll never pay for what you did
you’ve never had to before
arrogant to the core
you’ve left all your victims behind
damaged and hurting
picking up the pieces
my revenge is that i will survive
i will let go of the hate
and forget you completely