Category: Inspiration
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Live
LiveDon’t be a cowardRecoiling every timeYou’re struckYou’re hitYou’re sunkPushEmergeHit back, hit hardRefuse to remain underDon’t let them knock offThat smile, that shineDon’t let them dampenYour indomitable spiritYour optimism Stand tallFor agesBe consistently youNo matter what they do to youBe kind, full of smilesAlways extending a hand to the needyA hand to thoseWho have no one…
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Seasons are time-bound
Green fields, despite droughtsFields green entire townsDream big, despite doubtsBig dreams invite tauntsThis wound is time-boundSeasons are time-bound
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Take a deep breath
Sometimes we try to read meanings into many things that happen to us. Oh, the unusual way we met that old friend? That must be a sign. Or the way an incident occurred thrice on the same date in three years, that is definitely a miracle. We think the way our name rhymes with that…
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The Outcast (Page 28)
It wasn’t long before our luxurious life in the city started dwindling. It started with our driver. They said he had attitude. Or perhaps our parents couldn’t afford keeping him any longer. What does it matter? The dog wasn’t liked. Did it matter what bad name he was given or what river he going to…
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New Day, New beginning
Like children learning to walk, we fall, rise, fall again before finally finding our feet. Nobody beats a child for attempting to walk and not doing so perfectly on the first try. Why are we sometimes hard on ourselves for mistakes we’ve made? Learn. Move on. And promise yourself to do better next time. Today…
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Be in constant motion
Life is a test. A test of principles. A test of philosophies. A test of character. No matter how hard a boxer trains, it is only in the ring that he can truly assess the quality of his training. The only way to see the weakness in the sermons you preach is by living them.…
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Festival of dreams
Inhabitants of villages in the darknessof a dark continentof black peoplewith dark hopesin the city of lights for the first timethe mesmerizing effectsmake a people feel guiltyfor staining the bedazzling sightwith their inferior skin and identitythey wonderif there’s space in the lightfor the blacksomewhere in the massesstands a little black boyblind to critics, racists,politricks,politics, and…
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Eighteen Long Years ( Published at MasticadoresUSA )
I am pleased to announce that my poem “Eighteen Long Years” has been published at MasticadoresUSA. I would like to thank Gabriella Marie Milton and the team at MasticadoresUSA for showcasing my piece. Special thanks to Grace Y. Estevez ( GraceoftheSun ) Here’s the link to the poem: https://wp.me/pbttrx-18O
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A boat of ghosts
Whatever you’ve mastered, it has its limits. There comes a point in your journey where you feel like a child. As if all the knowledge you’ve acquired is nothing, some sort of child play you’ve been doing all along, deceiving yourself that you are the best. It takes humility to sit, under the feet of…
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Tips for runners
You will rise one day. And when you do, people will envy you. They won’t remember your sleepless nights, days of starvation, days you’ve been broke. All they will see, will be the comfort that seemed to have come to you so easily and how disadvantaged they are, to just sit and stare. Not all…
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