Tag: poemoftheday
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The Strength Of Humble Steps
The tallest tree may catch the breeze,Yet bends before the storm with ease,A gentle root that grips the ground,The weather tempests safe and sound! A boastful song may fill the air,But fades when silence lingers there,While softer voices are calm and true,Leave deeper marks in all they do! No crown is earned by pride alone,Nor…
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Perfectly Imperfect
They are the crack in polished stone,The note that trembles, not quite a tone,They stumble where the road is clear,Yet find new paths when none appear! Their edges fray, their colours blur,A patchwork soul of all they were,Not flawless, yet in every scar,A map of where their triumphs are! Perfection’s mask is sharp and thin,It…
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Always Be You
The world may whisper what you should be,A shadow, a copy, a faded decree,But stars don’t compete for who shines the most,Each one is endless, each one is its own! Your laughter, your silence, your unsteady song,The edges that feel like they don’t quite belong,They are colours that paint the sky only you know,A canvas…
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Golden Days In the Eternal City – Rome
The Colosseum rose in the morning haze,Its arches whispering of bygone days,I traced its shadows, wide and deep,Where echoes of battles still seem to sleep! The Pantheon welcomed with solemn grace,Light spilling softly into its space,Its marble walls, its oculus sky,Held secrets the centuries cannot deny! The Spanish Steps, a cascade of stones,Led me upwards,…
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Unmasked
Do not paint your face with borrowed hues,Or walk in shoes that are not your own,The world may whisper who to be,But you are more than flesh and bone! You do not need masks to fit the mould,Nor shrink to match another’s frame,Your truth is not too loud or strange,Your soul was never meant for…
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They Live Unashamed
They move through life with quiet might,No need to dim their inner light,No borrowed guilt, no hidden face,They have carved their path, they hold their place! The world once tried to draw the line,To box their truth, to redefine,But they broke through, refused to stay,Where silence asks the soul to pay! Each flaw they wear…
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The Quiet Path
Walk softly through the world, unseen,No need for crowns or robes pristine,Let others boast, let trumpets swell,The silent heart will serve as well! A river does not shout its course,Yet carves the stone with patient force,The tree stands tall, but bends in wind,Its roots, not branches, help it win! Don’t chase the light for selfish…
