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Inspirational Poems
Express yourself with inspirational poems, publish on one of the best poetry sites, share with your friends and make friends by poetry.
We live in a world where society hates.
Hates the different, the poor, the weak, and the bold.
Picking at our skin pointing out our flaws. Making all our insecurities out and about.
We look at magazines and wish to for beauty.
But very few realize that beauty is in us all.
This life that we know it to be is created through our own choices
This life that swevers and stops at every turn
At every turn there’s obstacles waiting for you to overcome
Everytime I face this monster on the other side
I say I can’t give any more
Everything I have; I have given
Everything from my strength to my time
Everything is gone
I cannot muster anymore
This monster takes from me
Takes it all again
I’ll see you again
When you see me
Next time won’t be so easy
Next time will take more and more than you can manage
More that you know you have
More than you thought could never be there for it to take
But somehow this life comes knocking down our door
Taking;Breaking
Forcing us to drop all our hopes and dreams
Forcing this pain and agony that we feel at every moment it comes around
Breaking us down again
For us to mend our broken spirits
Our wounded souls
Barely healing
Barely living
But, sometimes, the dark can be a scary place
when all you can see is pitch black.
Just remember the dark is a temporary state.
The light will always come back.
Everday I question
What’s wrong with me?
How can I be anyone with this weight on my shoulders.
The guilt of being a nobody.
Because society says I am.
I’m nobody
A nobody that destroys relationships.
Throws away money
Buries us deeper until there’s no where left to go.
Why was I taught to be worthless.
Taught to be materialistic
Not love myself
Not love another
Hate everyone
Hate this world because of
Who I am
My choices
This storm that rages on
When will it end?
When will I see the light at the end of the storm…
Many of us has fallen into a vicious cycle of greed where we lose our humane way of living. Even in tiny corners of life where we have to bleed in order to cover all of the unfortunate misgivings. We are here to love and care for all to see, yet why do we forget like the passage of time as if we are too worthy, too important to be free, and dance under heaven’s tears with a chime? Though I guess our wings are long gone into bottomless pit of the dark sea, where the endless sky cannot reach dawn since we can no longer carry love through our plea. But I hope someday new wings will sprout and heal those broken limbs on our backs so that one day we may learn not to doubt but rid of this greed back to the void of black.
