In a world where dreams were cast aside, My artistic fire began to hide. The people around me, their doubts grew strong, "Study harder, child, don't you want to belong?" Ambitions suppressed, I followed their lead, Achieving straight A's, fulfilling their creed. But empty was my heart, devoid of delight, For I craved the canvas, the colors so bright. High school arrived, my facade crumbled fast, Grades slipped away, like grains in an hourglass. Yet within the chaos, a spark reappeared, 1 picked up my pencil, my passion revered. Years lost, creativity held in chains, But I embraced art, despite the pains. And amidst the struggle, a glimmer of hope, For my mother's support, like a lifeline, she'd rope. Yet weary I grew, tired of pretense, Of family's false pride, their shallow defense. Demanding my work, their voices would persist, But their words felt hollow, a mocking twist. So now I break free, from their expectations, Seeking my path, defying frustrations. For art is my essence, my soul's sweet release, Not measured by praise or societal peace. I'll paint with resilience, my spirit aflame, With strokes of passion, I'II etch my own name. No longer bound by their doubtful embrace, I'll forge my own destiny, in colors I trace. For true fulfillment lies in following my heart, In art's vast canvas, I'll find my true art. No more seeking validation or lies to appease, I’ll paint my own masterpiece, my soul's masterpiece.
hope
Belief in a Worthy Blessing
I hope beautiful things happen to you, and when they do, I hope you can believe that you are worthy of every single one of them.
In the realm of verse, let's weave a tale, Of hopes and dreams that gently sail. Where beautiful things come to find, A place to dwell within the mind. Oh, gracious soul, may your heart be bright, As stars that twinkle in the night. May destiny's hand gently unfold, In stories yet untold, but soon to be told. When fortune's breeze whispers your name, And blessings in your life find their calm, Believe, dear one, that you're worthy, true, Of every joy that comes to you. Like petals adorning a bloom so rare, Embrace each moment, for it's yours to share. Let doubt's shadow fade into the past, For you my friend, have found your vast. A tepestry woven with love and grace, Painted ith hues of dreams embraced. Embrace these blessings, let them unfurl, As life's symphony dances and swirls. And in the depths of yuor being, know, You're desrving of all the seeds you sow. For beauty resides within your core, An eternal flame, forevermore. So, when those beautiful things come your way, Breathe deeply, my dear, and let them stay. Embrace the truth that you are deserving, Of every blessing, ever deserving. May your path be adorned with treasures rare, And may your heart forever bear, The knowledge that you are worthy, true, Of every dream that comes to you.
Whispers of Resilience: A Battle Against Social Anxiety
Prompt: Social Anxiety Prompt convo: (Mara's Inner Dialogue in quotations) "This is my stop. I should get ready." "Just say it!" (Whispers) "Excuse me?" (A feeling of everyone watching her) "What's with that look?" "Please speak. SPEAK!" "Why are they getting close?" "Did I say something wrong?" "I can't.." "It's ruining my life."
In the depths of Mara's troubled mind,
A battle fierce, she tries to find,
Her heart constricts, her breath is caught,
Social anxiety, a fearsome thought.
"This is my stop. I should get ready,"
She whispers softly, feeling unsteady.
"Just say it!" her inner voice demands,
But courage falters in trembling hands.
"Excuse me?" escapes her lips so meek,
A voice so fragile, barely a squeak.
Yet in her mind, a symphony resounds,
The feeling of eyes, a weight that surrounds.
"What's with that look?" she wonders in
fear,
A gaze, a judgment, cutting and sheer.
"Please speak. SPEAK!" her spirit cries,
But anxiety's grip, it never denies.
"Why are they getting close?" she frets,
A crowd encroaching, her mind besets.
"Did I say something wrong?" she ponders,
Her thoughts spinning in anxious wonders.
"I can't," she thinks, defeated and worn,
As confidence withers, her spirit torn.
"It's ruining my life," she mourns within,
A silent struggle, a battle to win.
But let us not despair in Mara's plight,
For strength can be found in darkest night.
Through empathy's touch and
compassion's grace,
A poem now weaves, an embrace takes
place.
To Mara, we offer solace and light,
A reminder that battles can yield to flight.
In unity, we stand, hearts intertwined,
For social anxiety, we shall unbind.
With patience and love, let's lend an ear,
To those whose whispers are tinged with
fear.
Through understanding, let kindness reign,
In Mara's struggle, a hope we sustain.
For in her journey, she'll find her voice,
Breaking free from anxiety's choice.
And as she blossoms, brave and strong,
Her spirit soars, a triumph song.
So let us stand as one, hand in hand,
Supporting each other, a united band.
For in this poem, Mara's tale unfolds,
A testament of courage, yet untold.
Darkness Defied
Prompt: Monologue
Bictan God of Death: Fall. You are alone, child. There is only Darkness you…And only DEATH to your people. I will command a Great and terrible Army. And we will Sail until every light has been extinguished. You are strong Child. But I am beyond Strength. I AM THE END!!
In shadows deep, where darkness thrives,
Bictan God of Death arrives,
His voice a tempest, fierce and loud,
A monologue that strikes, unbowed.
“Fall,” he whispers, to the weary soul,
Alone, adrift, in darkness’ control,
No ray of hope, no glimmer bright,
Only death’s grip, a fearsome blight.
He claims dominion, over the land,
Commanding armies at his command,
A great and terrible force unleashed,
To snuff out every light, a feast.
But child, fear not, for you are strong,
In the face of darkness, you belong,
Though he may boast, beyond all might,
You hold the power, burning bright.
The end he claims, an empty guise,
For you possess what never dies,
A spark within, a soul aflame,
Against his wrath, you’ll stake your claim.
This monologue of doom and dread,
Shall be transformed to verse instead,
In poetry’s embrace, a glimmer found,
Defying darkness, love profound.
So let him sail, with all his might,
For in your heart, a guiding light,
His grandest plans, they shall not rend,
As long as love’s anthem, you defend.
Telstra’s Resolve
“What are you doing? Why are you still holding…back?! Have you forgotten what they said to us? What they did? They think you’re a monster!! Prove them RIGHT!!!”
Telstra Spinx
In a moment of tempestuous plight,
Telstra’s powers flicker, a dormant might,
“What are you doing? Why hold back the flame?
Have you forgotten their words, their cruel game?
They label you a monster, an abhorrent sight,
But their ignorance blinds them from your true light.
Unleash the fury that dwells deep within,
Prove them right, let the storm begin!
For they know not the strength you possess,
The resilience within, the power to impress.
Rise, oh Telstra, embrace your might,
Unleash your essence, ignite the night!
No more shall their judgment chain you down,
No longer will you wear society’s frown.
With defiance as your guide, your spirit alight,
Prove them right, let your powers take flight!
Break the shackles, set your soul free,
Embrace the monster they claim you to be.
In your flames, their doubts shall ignite,
A testament to the power they failed to sight.
Oh Telstra, let their whispers fade,
Your destiny awaits, in darkness you wade.
Prove them right, let your strength unfurl,
For within your heart, an extraordinary world.”
Love’s Dual Essence
Quote: “I only ever thought there were two kinds of love; the kind you’ll kill for, and the kind you’ll die for; but you my darling, you were the kind of love I would live for.”
In realms of love, where passions intertwine, Two archetypes emerge, distinct and divine, One, fierce and wild, ablaze in the heart, A love so potent, it could tear worlds apart. The kind you'd fight for, against all odds, A love so fierce, it defies the gods. A flame that consumes, with a fervent desire, Burning bright, setting souls afire. Then there's the love that holds a hue different hue, a love where tenderness and grace shine through. A love that whispers softly, like a gentle breeze, A love that nurtures, outting souls at ease. You, my darling, are a love of he latter kind, A love that transcends, gentle and refined. A love that grants life new purpose and worth, A love I'd choose to chrish, to love for on this earth. For in your eyes, a universe I find, Where love's pure essence forever wnwined. With you, my dear, life blooms with delight, A love that sustains, casting away the night. No longer just kind to kill or die, But a love that ignites the will to truly fly. With you, my darling, love takes on new form, A love that transcends, like a perfect storm. So let us journey, hand in hand, forevermore, Embracing this love we've come to adore. For you, my darling, are the love I'll live for, A live that whispers of eternity's lore.
Yearning for Love’s Embrace
Quote: “There’s a big difference between not being able to live without someone loving them.”
There's a big difference, profound and true, Between not being able, and meeting you. To live without love, a soul left to roam, But with someone's affection, finding a home. In the tapestry of life, love weaves its thread, Binding hearts together, where desires are fed. Without that embrace, a withering flower, Longing for love's touch, every passing hour.
The yearning runs deep, like an ocean’s tide,
To be cherished, to be loved, by your side.
Existence alone, a mere empty shell,
But with love’s embrace, a story to tell.
For love is the essence, the life-giving breath,
A force that conquers the fear of death.
To be seen, to be treasured, in another’s gaze,
It brings solace and joy, in love’s endless maze.
So let us not falter, let us not forget,
The power of love, in a world so beset.
For without someone’s love, we’re incomplete,
But with their affection, our souls find retreat.
Not being able to live without love’s sweet kiss,
Is a testament to the depths of bliss.
In a world where love is a precious treasure,
It fills us with purpose, brings us boundless pleasure.
So embrace that difference, let it be known,
Love’s power to transform, to call it our own.
For not being able to live without love’s flame,
Is the essence of life, and why we came.
Risus Absentis
In moments when my presence wanes, When solitude's embrace remains, Recall the foolish words we'd share, To soothe the ache of absence's glare. Think not of absence, but of wit, The jovial banter, bit by bit, For though I'm distant, far away, My spirit dances, free to play. Imagine laughter in the air, a symphony of jests we'd share, In every word, a tender thread, To gently mend what time has shed. Let silly tales and jests resound, Within your heart, let mirth abound, For though we're parted, side by side, The echoes linger, cannot hide. So let my voice, in memories stored, Bring solace when emotions pour, May laughter guide you weary soul, And tears dissolve in humor's roll. Though absent now, I'm not truly gone, In jests and quips, I still live on, So let these words, a comforting balm, Transform your tears into a calming psalm.
The Absent of Loss: Family Will be Missed
In the realm where sorrow dwells, Amidtst the ache that memory tells, There lies a tale of love's refrain, "The absent of Loss," a heartfelt strain Family dear souls, forever entwined Their presence, a balm to hearts inclined, Yet fate, with its merciless twist, Deems thier departure, an agonizing tryst. The void now looms, a vast expanse, Echoing laughter and sweet romance, Their voices silenced, no longer heard, Leaving behind a melancholic chord. Oh, family cherished, deeply adored, Your absence leaves our spirits flored, In every corner, your essence we trace, But longing intensifies in your in your empty space. Memories , like wispers, softly arise, Weaving taales of love thst never dies, Each smile, each touch, forever embraced, In our souls, your presence froever encased. Though stories shared and pictureheld, In hearts united, bonds unparalleled, Family's legacy, an eternal flame, Igniting hope, despie the pain. For love transcends the bounds of time, Guiding us forward, amdist life's climb, In each passing day, we honor and find, The beauty of fmaily, ever intetwined. so, in he absence of their earthly form, Their spirits linger, through life's storm, And as we reminisce with misty eyes, Family enures, never truly dies. "The absent of Loss," a poignant plea, To cherish kin with love's decree, For though they're missed, forevermore, family's eessence, in our souls, will soar
Value inside You
Within you, there’s something grand,
A treasure hidden, a golden strand,
The devil attacks with all his might,
But don’t despair, stand and fight.
Thieves don’t break into empty homes,
There’s something here, worth the comb,
The harder the battle, the greater the prize,
In the face of fear, let courage arise.
Don’t let the devil steal your joy,
Or your dreams, hopes, and employ,
You have a purpose, a destiny to fulfill,
So rise up, let your light spill.
The devil’s attacks will come and go,
But your strength will continue to grow,
For inside you, there’s a flame that burns,
A light that shines, a lesson learned.
So remember this, my dear friend,
The devil attacks because he can’t comprehend,
The value inside you, the power you hold,
So rise up, be bold, and let your story unfold.