Hold Your Breath Hold it hold it hold it wait... let go. Pull everything good everything pure deep within. Hold it hold it and push! Every strain every ache every hateful word every thoughtless deed every rotten seed that is blocking your air flow and let them all go.
Category: Poetry Corner
Hold On!
Hold On! Hold on and don't let go you are stronger than you know the straw will hold your weight hold on it's not too late to realise all that is in store once you unlock this blocked door hold on grab hold and use this straw to do your victory lap!
What’s the Point? Get Back On!
What's the Point? Get Back On! The wagon left me standing in this fog and I cannot see. The horse betrayed me after I had fed it all my hopes and dreams and nothing's left it seems. Here I stand dead man standing. So what do I do now? Do you see him standing so still he doesn't know it but he is killing his dreams. He is blinded by the fear of failure. The horse he laments is waiting for him just down the bend. The wagon jumped off is waiting too, for the driver to take control and carry on again. but sadly he and other like him will remain stuck in their distrust of themselves. Get off the ground! Get back on the wagon you abandoned.
A Small Still Voice
A Small Still Voice I want to sit in this corner because there is no one to turn to but I cannot each time I think I might for a second a small still voice nudges me "why are you here?" "Did you forget where you come from?" "Get up!" it said "and breathe!" it said "and continue." So timidly I sat up and crawled ever so slowly. But the voice stopped me dead "why do you linger where you will not grow?" "I have given you all you need now go." With that I found the courage to stand steady and go about my life. And as I made each uncertain step that same small still voice led.
Now Hiring
Now Hiring Now hiring! common sense to see the truth and accept it a willing heart to do what must be done a steady hands to act without fear so as not to become undone by terrors that suddenly appear a truthsayer to see through all the bullshit and half truths of the serpents' fruits. There is no monetary reward but know you will never regret taking this chance to reset your mind your soul your heart so once more you can restart.
They are Trying to Kill Me…
They are Trying to Kill Me They are trying to kill me but I am not cooperating. Each day they look my way and say see our mule there see how it works a better worker minus any quirks? I sit when I am told but not for long 'tis dandgrous when their intent is murderous. Alway have eyes in the back of the head your life is worth more than any mouldy piece of bread. They sit high and look low but you must know at all times where the wind blows. When they think I strive but all I try to do is survive. one two three step at a time I will pull the wool over their eyes to protect my life.
Facing my Giants
Facing my Giants There they stand towering while everything beneath them is cowering already defeated, they breathe death already vanquished they are already dust. no breeze to blow them they simply melt into the dirt They get even smaller while their enemies grow taller. They say I should follow but I hesitate. What they offer my heart cannot tolerate. I cannot stand by and be destroyed, I must fight back go on the attack cut down these giants in open defiance. I will not be stopped my powers have been unlocked by the mystery of who I am, no, not one of the damned or a slaughtered lamb. I am a warrior, I will not lose. I have the heart of a lion more powerful thany any giant.
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