Tag: poetryforeveryone
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Do What You Love
Do what you love, while the stars still burn,Before the tides of time return,Sing your song, though few may hear,For every note defies the fear! Step through doors that call your name,Even if they lead through flame,Dreams are not made to sit and wait,They are wings that ache to test their fate! Laugh too loud…
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Where Beauty Begins
True beauty is not in the mirror’s glass,Nor in the fleeting gaze that passes by,It glows where kindness leaves its trace,A quiet flame the world cannot deny! It hums in laughter shared with care,In eyes that see the good in all,It blooms when courage faces fear,And love lifts others when they fall! The painted face…
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Rise Into This Week
A brand-new dawn begins to gleam,A spark awakens every dream,The slate is clean, the path is wide,Your strength and purpose side by side! Yesterday’s weight — let it fall away,You are built for more than just ‘someday,’Each step you take, each plan you keep,Will lift the goals you have sown so deep! The world is…
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Live Your Dream, Don’t Worry
Don’t waste your dawn in shades of doubt,Let fear stay quiet, don’t hear it shout,Your dreams are seeds beneath the sky,They bloom when you give ‘try’ a real try! The clock keeps ticking, so take your chance,Let courage lead your heart to dance,The world is wide open, so go and explore,You will never know if…
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Weekend Whispers
Friday night is a wicked tease,Loosening ties, undoing sleeves,Laughter is pouring, glasses clink,Plans dissolve with every drink! Saturday hums with sultry tones,Lazy mornings, buzzing phones,Dancing wild, the city thrives,Bodies chasing weekend vibes! Sunday comes, a softer sin,Crumpled sheets and guilty grins,We will rest when Monday makes its claim,Till then, let sparks ignite the flame!
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Hello October
October drapes the world in gold,A fleeting beauty, bright and bold,The air is crisp, the nights grow long,The wind hums low a harvest song! The pumpkins glow on porch and stair,With candlelight and autumn air,Leaves tumble down in fiery streams,A painter’s brush, a poet’s dreams! The sky turns soft, a silver dome,While flocks of birds…
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