Least Read Poems About Courage
#courage
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Seeing the beauty
A man of many words can inspire lots
with a tiny verse of courage,
A woman has finely tuned emotions,
With unfathom pinpoint intuition,
A neutral being is beautiful to,
With insight to equality,
A naturouse plant that grows all over,
With undying growth, lifes quality,
An for the animals that roam this earth,
Your so wondrous an natural.
There's so much beauty in the world,
From urban town, to land rural,
Keep and accept all the beauty
That you find and seek, for this will,
Enrich your soul and Life's being.
with a tiny verse of courage,
A woman has finely tuned emotions,
With unfathom pinpoint intuition,
A neutral being is beautiful to,
With insight to equality,
A naturouse plant that grows all over,
With undying growth, lifes quality,
An for the animals that roam this earth,
Your so wondrous an natural.
There's so much beauty in the world,
From urban town, to land rural,
Keep and accept all the beauty
That you find and seek, for this will,
Enrich your soul and Life's being.
#love
#courage
#LGBT
#nature
#respect
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October 31st
Beware this night
When crows take flight
The moon is crescent
The howls are present
The wolves are afraid
The children parade
Trees extend their claws
Pumpkins sharpen their jaws
Witches cackle their laughs
Black cats’ cross paths
Mischief is loose
Nobody’s safe from abuse
Gremlins target their porches
With pitchforks and torches
Makeshift bags in hand
“Trick or Treat” they demand
The dead walk in numbers
Safely bridging the bumpers
Werewolves and Frankenstein
Mummies with no spine
Dracula and...
When crows take flight
The moon is crescent
The howls are present
The wolves are afraid
The children parade
Trees extend their claws
Pumpkins sharpen their jaws
Witches cackle their laughs
Black cats’ cross paths
Mischief is loose
Nobody’s safe from abuse
Gremlins target their porches
With pitchforks and torches
Makeshift bags in hand
“Trick or Treat” they demand
The dead walk in numbers
Safely bridging the bumpers
Werewolves and Frankenstein
Mummies with no spine
Dracula and...
#happiness
#anxiety
#courage
#Halloween
#fear
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Pink Courage
No less passionate than any aggressive stance
Daring
In silence
Subtle
Deliberate coincidence
Sharper than any straightforward verbal banter
Cunning
Curveball pitcher
Indirect
Bullseye shooter
Still, but substantially concentrated
Unassuming
Patiently persisting
Unwavering
Protracted struggling
Against a generation
Cross-flowing
Behind the scene
Rewriting
Life as they would have wanted
A shade paler than red
Like a second class citizen
By temperature and...
Daring
In silence
Subtle
Deliberate coincidence
Sharper than any straightforward verbal banter
Cunning
Curveball pitcher
Indirect
Bullseye shooter
Still, but substantially concentrated
Unassuming
Patiently persisting
Unwavering
Protracted struggling
Against a generation
Cross-flowing
Behind the scene
Rewriting
Life as they would have wanted
A shade paler than red
Like a second class citizen
By temperature and...
#courage
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1 Comment
Remember The Dove
When it's one of those days where everything's gone bad
Your heart may be heavy and feeling sad.
When you encounter, in your midst, some trouble
And it seems you're paying double
Remember the dove....
When the sun goes away and seems to forever hide
When you're feeling fearfully-scared with eyes open wide
When your heart is pounding hard and fast
And you can't seem to get by or past
The dark night that just settled ahead and above
Remember the dove....
What about this white mysterious dove
That one should grow to love? ...
Your heart may be heavy and feeling sad.
When you encounter, in your midst, some trouble
And it seems you're paying double
Remember the dove....
When the sun goes away and seems to forever hide
When you're feeling fearfully-scared with eyes open wide
When your heart is pounding hard and fast
And you can't seem to get by or past
The dark night that just settled ahead and above
Remember the dove....
What about this white mysterious dove
That one should grow to love? ...
#courage
#inspirational
#birds
#sky
#admiration
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5 Comments
Cruise Control
What is going on?
I cannot write to save my life
My inspiration just died on someone’s lawn
Give it CPR I told my wife
The rhythm just marched right out of me
I’m brain dead but never comatose
Chilly in my bones
With a side of runny nose
Breaking glass houses with sticks and stones
The lights are on but nobody’s home
I’m netflix and chillin
Searchin for a villain
Counting a hundred million
Reasons not to get this penicillin
I’m under the weather, cruise control
I cannot write to save my life
My inspiration just died on someone’s lawn
Give it CPR I told my wife
The rhythm just marched right out of me
I’m brain dead but never comatose
Chilly in my bones
With a side of runny nose
Breaking glass houses with sticks and stones
The lights are on but nobody’s home
I’m netflix and chillin
Searchin for a villain
Counting a hundred million
Reasons not to get this penicillin
I’m under the weather, cruise control
#anxiety
#hope
#courage
#boredom
#NaPoWriMo2021
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Broken
I am chipped,
Worn around the edges
Energy stripped
Tarnished to my liking
My pen is dry
Poor and brittle
Soft, yet smooth
Lacking motivation
My thoughts are overweight
In dire need of exercise
On the fritz of exploding
My eyes fight to stay open
My subconscious is numb
Operating on fumes
Feeding its misery
I can’t shake this slump
Worn around the edges
Energy stripped
Tarnished to my liking
My pen is dry
Poor and brittle
Soft, yet smooth
Lacking motivation
My thoughts are overweight
In dire need of exercise
On the fritz of exploding
My eyes fight to stay open
My subconscious is numb
Operating on fumes
Feeding its misery
I can’t shake this slump
#hope
#courage
#confusion
#boredom
#NaPoWriMo2021
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2 Comments
Red Light, Green Light, Poetry All Night
Red light
Greenlight
Poetry all night
Wee hours in the morning
My poetry’s still calling
Sun up
Sundown
Chin-up
Pen down
Nourishment is optional
Sleep is inoperable
Blisters are the game
SOTJ’s my name
Syllables and verbage soup
Cigarettes and coffee loop
Hemorrhage homage headaches
Nonstop poetical sweepstakes
Inspiration on the fritz
Number and alphabetical blitz
Words behind eyelids
Self-destructive bids
Napo in my dreams
Napo in my screams
Napo in my blood
Napo in my...
Greenlight
Poetry all night
Wee hours in the morning
My poetry’s still calling
Sun up
Sundown
Chin-up
Pen down
Nourishment is optional
Sleep is inoperable
Blisters are the game
SOTJ’s my name
Syllables and verbage soup
Cigarettes and coffee loop
Hemorrhage homage headaches
Nonstop poetical sweepstakes
Inspiration on the fritz
Number and alphabetical blitz
Words behind eyelids
Self-destructive bids
Napo in my dreams
Napo in my screams
Napo in my blood
Napo in my...
#strength
#courage
#rhyming
#emotions
#NaPoWriMo2021
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4 Comments
Express-less
Walk to walk
And talk the talk
It was all that mattered
for long
It deterred,
Each blood stain
That crossed through,
the power pressing
against chests,
Digest,
Walk the walk
and talk the talk
no more time is left
to pick up what was left,
unsolved,
this and that
answers lost,
as you walk the walk
and talk the talk,
makes no sense,
that’s how
easy stuff
get not
figured out
the lost and the gain,
two sides and a coin,
just one game, ...
And talk the talk
It was all that mattered
for long
It deterred,
Each blood stain
That crossed through,
the power pressing
against chests,
Digest,
Walk the walk
and talk the talk
no more time is left
to pick up what was left,
unsolved,
this and that
answers lost,
as you walk the walk
and talk the talk,
makes no sense,
that’s how
easy stuff
get not
figured out
the lost and the gain,
two sides and a coin,
just one game, ...
#loneliness
#courage
#relationships
#breakup
#conflict
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12 Comments
The Return pt. 2(mythological piece)
For 7 hours and 13 days I laid curled up on the edge of my sleep king.
The Indented violet sheets clutching with my fingers pushed from my hands forms the
spacing
I awakened at the midnight hour and saw your Eidolon appearance scrying of April showers after March’s spring,
The Late blooms of dismay reached my Watery Augustus eyes
since the first laboring
At first I began to tremble, shaking, and fearful from your Hauntings But I refuse
to be demise with all of my Hercules might covering...
The Indented violet sheets clutching with my fingers pushed from my hands forms the
spacing
I awakened at the midnight hour and saw your Eidolon appearance scrying of April showers after March’s spring,
The Late blooms of dismay reached my Watery Augustus eyes
since the first laboring
At first I began to tremble, shaking, and fearful from your Hauntings But I refuse
to be demise with all of my Hercules might covering...
#love
#hope
#courage #mythology
#courage #mythology
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8 Comments
We Survived Their Attack Part 3
(A perfect partner). Page 5
I sensed her beautiful qualities hiding among the flock
A fragile and bruised lotus whose petals wept in shock
Her face was painted in a painful expression
Her stems ached a sullen sadness deeply rooted in depression
A haloed Nimbus hovered above her gloom
As if it wanted to antagonize her doom
She tried her best to mask her suffering
But there was just something about her that was puzzling
Her puddled reflection sang of happiness in her rain
Could she be the one? I had to know her name
I forced...
I sensed her beautiful qualities hiding among the flock
A fragile and bruised lotus whose petals wept in shock
Her face was painted in a painful expression
Her stems ached a sullen sadness deeply rooted in depression
A haloed Nimbus hovered above her gloom
As if it wanted to antagonize her doom
She tried her best to mask her suffering
But there was just something about her that was puzzling
Her puddled reflection sang of happiness in her rain
Could she be the one? I had to know her name
I forced...
#hope
#courage
#redemption
#bittersweet
#fear
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The Path Of Victory
Worth thousand smiles,
Of sand and stones across millions.
Engraved paths; walks among dessert.
Exchange of miles and minutes... Time.
Birth of clouds above waters of the heavens.
Creeds and voices pierced sound of light and oblivion.
The touch of voids incubation.
Worth thousand smiles of denial.
The scent, the touch of betrayal.
Blinded petitions of solid interpretations.
Fantastic absentism among entertainers.
Worth thousand smiles of pictures in white, rose, pink, and blossoming temptations.
Aeons of historical and...
Of sand and stones across millions.
Engraved paths; walks among dessert.
Exchange of miles and minutes... Time.
Birth of clouds above waters of the heavens.
Creeds and voices pierced sound of light and oblivion.
The touch of voids incubation.
Worth thousand smiles of denial.
The scent, the touch of betrayal.
Blinded petitions of solid interpretations.
Fantastic absentism among entertainers.
Worth thousand smiles of pictures in white, rose, pink, and blossoming temptations.
Aeons of historical and...
#strength
#courage
#LifeCycle
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
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4 Comments
Factory Reset...
Rarely do I give voice to thoughts from within however I can't seem to out run these ones so here we go:
Everybody knows cell phones even if only a wee bit
Their settings ones to tinker with and ones that mostly require a factory reset
Their capabilities now a days versus when their time began imagine how much advancement in such a small amount of time
Lastly every single make and model have their own annoying special bits of egadsnessess
Imagine how shocking it is that...
Everybody knows cell phones even if only a wee bit
Their settings ones to tinker with and ones that mostly require a factory reset
Their capabilities now a days versus when their time began imagine how much advancement in such a small amount of time
Lastly every single make and model have their own annoying special bits of egadsnessess
Imagine how shocking it is that...
#strength
#courage
#dark #abuse
#dark #abuse
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8 Comments
DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Courage