Best Struggles Poems

I wish to be with the broken people
the get in your face challenge me people
The sometimes hidden
sitting in a dark corner kinda people
The don't you...

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Oh little one, how soon you'll be
In turbulence of puberty.
I will hold tight your days of youth 
And share with you my honest truth 

That...

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An untouched piano has no purpose,
like a lonely clown without a circus.
A boat has no destiny stuck at shore,
silent like a lion who's lost its...

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In the intimate interlace of chance and fate, in the ultimate interplay of time and place, and with the consummate checkmate of my human dignity,...

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"Poetry is a life-cherishing force. For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as...

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If we don’t feel with our hearts, we don’t belong
If we don’t see as one, the world is wrong
Beyond the wars and the hate and...

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Vivid flashbacks from bloodshed battles
his soul still ravaged by devious dictators,
cries from fallen comrades still echo in his mind,
but he continues to walk upon a...

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Pained piano keys compose 
a chorus-less composition.
Melancholic moods crave
to sway back and forth  
like bluebells and lilies dancing,
when kissed by the morning breeze

Forlorn flute...

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Yes, life is tough! 

I know there are struggles in life that we all go through. 
Sometimes we secretly hide them away, 
some for fear...

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Where on Earth or far beyond do we poets go, you ask. 
My thoughts willingly stretch my imagination with this task.
I would reply...in any direction...

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The people of this world are like the three butterflies in front of a candle's flame.
The first one went closer and said:I know about love.
The...

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Sometimes life is the tragedy
of a fly, caught in a cobweb -
awaiting its fate.

It's happening again,
a child of summer misplaced
in the dawn of autumn's anguish....

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When I think of India, I think of dark eyed beauties,
their foreheads painted with decorative red dots,
and I see them moving deliciously in beautiful bright...

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A lover 
dies a millions times,
cursing the silence 
of his tongue.

A poet 
bleeds a million times,
until his heart has expressed
what matters the most.

When there is...

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It was in the sorrow
That I learned to empathize and care
It was in the darkness
That my heart spoke the best prayers
It was in the silence
That...

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