Tag: poem
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Truth Will Have The Last Word
They may cast blame like falling rain,And paint your name with lies and pain,But truth stands still, it does not hide,It walks with time, right by your side! Let false words rise, let rumours spin,In the end, the truth will always win,For what you never did cannot remain,And truth will wash away that stain!
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They Know My Name
I walk in because the world knows my name,Head held high, I own the game.No need to ask, I know my space,Boss in my stride, confidence in my pace.I do not just enter, I set the tone,Walking like the whole damn place is my own!
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Notting Hill Carnival
Drums roll down the London street,Bright feathers dance, the rhythms meet,Colours shimmer, voices rise,A joyful rainbow fills the skies! From steel-pan beats to dancers’ feet,The Carnival makes London sweet,Together laughing, proud and free —A celebration for you and me!
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Fire At The Table
We bring the fire to the table,Warm hands and hungry hearts,A little smoke, a little sizzle —Where every meal becomes an art! Let sparks rise with the laughter,Let bold flavours fill the air,For fire is more than heat —It is the warmth we choose to share!
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Alchemy Of The Unbroken
They gather fragments from their fall,The quiet echoes of it all,What once was sharp, what once would sting,They turn into a gentler thing! Each scar they wear, a story grown,From seeds of pain once deeply sown,The darker days they wandered through,Now shape the light they slowly knew! Where others see the end, the cost,They build…
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Unwritten Roads
I will not measure breath by borrowed clocks,Nor shape my days to fit another’s dream,The road I take may wander, bend and break —But every step is mine, and wholly seen! Let others chase the echoes of applause,I will listen for the quiet in my chest,For in that hush, a steady truth remains,To live as…
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The Way You Fight Me
We throw words like sparks in the dark,Pretending we do not feel the heat,Every insult lands too close to the heart,Every silence tastes too sweet! You look at me like a question you hate,Similar to a truth you won’t let be true,But your eyes linger half a second too long —And I know it is…
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Two Steps Ahead
Play your cards like secrets kept,A quiet hand, no reckless bet.Eyes ahead, but mind moves two,Seeing paths they never knew! While others chase the obvious play,You fold, you wait, you drift, you stay.Then strike when timing tips the scale —A silent checkmate, without a tale! Not luck, but rhythm, calm and art —The clever edge,…
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Karma’s Quiet Return
Be kind to hands that lifted you high,Not quick to wound or pass them by.For every good that comes your way,Is not by chance — it chose to stay! Don’t trade their trust for fleeting gain,Or stitch their kindness into pain.The world remembers what you give,In echoes shaping how you live! For karma walks a…
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Where The Fire Cannot Follow
When the air turns sharp with sparks,and every word begins to burn,step back —not in defeat, but in returnto breath, to quiet, to your own ground! You are not meant to be the fuelfor every fire that finds you.Let the flames speak to themselves —not everything needs your voice,not everything deserves your stay. There is…
