Tag: spokenword
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The Debt Comes Due
I don’t shout — I carve my will,In silence sharp enough to cut.No need for fire, no need for show,I let the quiet pressure grow! You thought betrayal left no scar,Mistook my calm for who you are.But every slight you tried to hide,I forged into a turning tide! I don’t forgive — I redefine,What once…
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Crown Taken, Not Given
I don’t climb — I take what is mine,Break every ceiling, cross every line,No luck here, just blood and will,I don’t chase crowns — I bend them still! Pressure snaps? I snap it back,Leave my mark in every crack,They talk big — I move precise,Cold ambition, sharpened ice! Top of the game — I own…
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Sharpened, Not Broken
I don’t forget. I don’t fold. You thought silence meant weakness —it meant I was watching. Learning. Waiting. You crossed the line.Now you get to see what I become because of it. I don’t break.I sharpen. This isn’t revenge —this is evolution.
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The Hour I Rise
They struck a match beneath my name,Mistook my silence for a flame,That flickers out when winds grow strong —They did me quiet, they did me wrong! But power sleeps in steady hands,Not loud, not wild — just as it stands,I rise, not rage, I choose my hour,And turn their doubt into my power!
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When Light Turns Cold
Never wound a soul that shines,Soft as dawn in quiet skies —They carry storms you cannot see,Yet still choose gentle ways to be! But break them once, or twice, too deep,And something buried won’t stay asleep,The warmth you knew begins to fade,Replaced by shadows they never made! For when the pure are pushed too far,They…
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The Value Of The Genuine
Never backstab the genuine ones —The rare hearts that stand when storms arrive.They carry truth in quiet ways,And keep your trust alive! For loyalty is fragile glass,Once cracked, it cannot mend.Betray the real, and you may lose,A soul that chose to stand! So, guard the souls who stand by you,When others turn and run —The…
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Unbreakable
Be the thunder in your own sky,Not the echo of someone else’s storm,The world will hand you mirrors,That bend and blur your shape —Do not bow to glass that lies! You were not made to be folded,into smaller versions of yourself.Your laugh is not too loud,Your dreams are not too wild,Your heart is not too…
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Enough, Always
Love yourself in the mirror’s glow,In highs you soar and lows you know.Not for perfection, smooth or bright,But for your heart that keeps its light.Through every scar and every doubt,You are enough — without, throughout!
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Trust Your Fire
Believe in your step, however small,Your voice, your dream, your rise, your fall,Even in doubt, keep pushing through —The strength you seek lives deep within you.Whatever you choose, whatever you try,Trust your heart and aim for the sky!
The Queen Of Poetry 