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@sensitiveShade5337

Awesome post and initiative Shade.

What a nice poem!!

I'll surely participate and share some lines:)

See you around...

@sensitiveShade5337 That's a lovely poem you shared! reminds me of mindfulness!

This poem is actually song lyrics from the song Keep Tryin' by Groove Theory:

You've been missin'
Out on all the chances you've been given
Is it something within
Holding you back instead of livin'

Your day is coming though it seems far
Things will be clear when you love who you are
Nothin' can stop you as long as you listen to your heart

Lift your head to the sky and keep tryin'
Believe in you and it will take you higher
Lift your head to the sky and keep tryin'
Believe in you and it will take you higher

You have sorrows
Everywhere you turn they seem to follow
If you let go
Happiness will come to you tomorrow

Your day is coming though it seems far
Things will be clear when you love who you are
Nothin' can stop you as long as you listen to your heart

Lift your head to the sky and keep tryin'
Believe in you and it will take you higher
Lift your head to the sky and keep tryin'
Believe in you and it will take you higher

You can make if you try, you can make it

your poem was so lovely :)

thank you for posting it, it made me smile! <3

@sensitiveShade5337

HI Shade great poem

it may not be great as its my first poem.

i would like to know your thoughts.

Today

This is my anxiety poem.

i wrote this in 5 hours late at night when i was feeling anxious.

i know it wont be great but i think its okay.

please let me know your thoughts

Anxiety

Welcome to anxiety.

Enjoy your stay.

There is no escape.

It is always near and remains very sincere.

It creeps up like monsters

Clinging to your shoulders

Weighing you down.

Making you feel like your drowning….

Anxiety is foot tapping.

Anxiety is heart pounding.

Anxiety is leg shaking.

Anxiety is a demon you cannot see.

Anxiety is like running a race all day.

Feeling on edge

Grasping for the finish line

While on the outside

you appear calm.

Anxiety is tiring.

Anxiety makes you hide,

your thoughts, tears and feelings

Anxiety makes you not seek help

Undiagnosed anxiety is the worst.

You forget about it for a little while

Then it creeps up like monsters

Clinging to your shoulders.

Hiding in your phone

As an means to escape.

Anxiety tells you, your worthless

Anxiety tells you, your useless

Anxiety tells you, your hopeless

Anxiety makes you believe that you will fail.

There is no escape.

It is always near and remains very sincere.

Welcome to anxiety.

Enjoy your stay.

written by: Skittles

I love this exercise! Thanks for the opportunity to find a concrete metaphor to work out a new perspective, hard gained.

DWELLING

Putt putt puttering in my house,

my home wrapped in italics

ever since I signed my name

to a contract for my dwelling.

They gave me the key and a spare

I kept them on the same ring with

those for the car and the office.

I told my daughters some old yarn

love makes a house a home

but I meant our not a

single-story ranch with thirteen

trees in back and in front. That

home I chose to put put put myself

when Bank of America owned it

and I deposited the payments

like clockwork

every month.

Until I stopped.

Until I sold.

Until I found

the key I'd always had--

there is no spare--

and signed my name in the ground

beneath the floors, in the earth

that holds all of our names.

Soon

She is waving at me

Her gentle smile warms my heart

I feel the comfort of her being around

Never leaving me wherever I go

Soon

Soon I will be ready to rejoice the love she gives me

The one i truly love - mother nature

Sea, Can your calmness I borrow?

I've been tired of dealing with it, my sorrow

each night I'd tell myself "you'll see a better tomorrow"

I am tired crying myself to sleep each night

although it makes me peaceful, I am unable to stop this never ending fight

I long to talk to someone, I long to scream

Well, nobody cares so it'll be better to be quiet, I am stuck in between

nature's my escape, I try to focus on each and everything

Hoping that one day, it will make me stop to over think

Cardboard Box

one cardboard box

dusty and old

sitting in the corner

filled with forgotton memories

just left on the floor

one cardboard box like a time machine

one look inside brings me back

to all my sucesses

to all my faliures

one cardboard box

filled with awards from the past

achievments that once ment everything

trophies and medals

shining silver and gold

these awards difined me

Awards that now rot

inside a cardboard box

I am not my sucesses

I am not my faliures

maybe who I am was left inside that cardboard box.