This is a great poem by Maya Angelou. Whatever you are going through in life, you have to have the fight of a champion. We all go through good and bad times, but like this poem says, we have to rise. It is not about falling, because we will more than once our lives. It is about picking yourself up, and keep plugging away. Perseverance is key!
Still I Rise
by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
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Beautifully Brilliant
We are beautiful and brilliant
Not like mainstream or coming a dime a dozen
Beautiful like the first day of fall, soft shades of russets and brown
Fluttering through the cool breeze before gently landing on the ground
Brilliant like diamonds – sparkling, sharp; multifaceted
Glimmer knowing, reaching no boundaries
And though fall comes with cold, crisp and sometimes bitter air
There are no seasons that we cannot bear
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Repression
Being with you was frighteningly safe
Knowing one better than myself, provided a forever familiar face
You filled my space
Whether it was with joy or torment,
There was always someone there that was meant
For me
I thought you’d be happy and willing to work
But your sudden change of heart causes mine to jerk.
A struggle of emotions rages a tumultuous storm in my soul
Heat of my love against the stones of your cold.
With you I always imaged growing old.
Now the only thing that ages
Are the memories on pages
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Traces of Sadness
What happens when love is not enough anymore to make us stay?
When talking hasn’t worked and no one knows what else to say?
Frustration has settled on emotions and left a film love’s unable to remove.
I’ve paced back and forth trying to figure things out, but still I lose.
Never felt so helpless and lost in a world where I thought I belonged.
Hope fades as reality swoons in to crush the last remnants of a broken heart.
Tears replace where there was once laughter.
Fear grips the part of me that was once content –
In the fact that I had you and you me
Now there is no we.
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