Yet Poems

Best is to be

Just do your best,
Ignore the rest,
Aim high,
You shall fly,
Be best pals,
Dudes and gals,
Don't roll eyes,
Be a surprise,
You best is to be,
Aim high, you shall see!

Unnoticed, Yet Remembered

It was a bright day—
I was walking down the street
when I saw him.

Headphones on,
a smile resting easy on his face—
as if even the smile
was drawn to him.

He walked past me
like I wasn’t there.
But I froze,
turned back…
and giggled.

Known Yet unknown

Passion shaped by society 
Duty weighed upon the soul 
Conscience carved by philosophy 
Emotion nurtured by humanity 
 
Wonder blooms in dilemmas of thought,
Yet I live for someone unknown.
A silent bond, unseen, unfelt-
A feeling caught in life's great mystery.
 
Perhaps, in the end,
We are all just
Wondering into nothingness.

is it spring yet?

crocus wanting its day in the sun



AP: Honorable Mention 2025

Impure Yet Pure Love

Though he is can be as quiet as an ash tone of gray,
I still see he and I still ongoing in near future someday.
I love him for how he makes me satisfactorily unclean.

Alone Yet Visible

Alone yet Visible

Unattached out-of-the-way. Are some of us truly
lonely?

We were once alone as a child, And we played on
Our own.

Can you handle being alone? Yet visible.

Dancing in the rain with your self can be fun, Riding 
Solo isn't always negativity. 

Self-love  comes before real love.

Crying alone feels like medicine enroute towards
One's soul, invigorating and

And yet, love remained

What is love, thou ask’st, with lips like petals pressed in doubt?
Is it a whisper in the dark, or something souls can live without?
Nay love is not perfume in the air,
But the scent of rain on burnt letters,
The musk of a pillow that still holds her hair.

It is not the flame in a lover’s eye,
But

Many Associates Yet Alone

Isn't it funny how you can be surrounded by many people but feel so alone
It appears you have a social life because you're always checking your phone 
But could it be an addiction to living life through the photos of others
Feeling an overwhelming sense of joy when seeing emotions by lovers
People talk with you but

Not There Yet

I’m not there yet and that’s ok
Two steps forward one and half step backward

The war is won by inches not feet
I’ve been here and my vision is blurred

That’s ok because I know the fog isn’t forever
Sometime you have to take a hit to get a hit

Bittersweet deserves its own hotel key
Despite it all I still

Is America Great Yet

Everything this person say, think and do revolves around money. There was a saying that “Money is the root of all evil.” I beg to differ. Money is not the root, the love of money is.

The need and greed to be that obsessed displays someone who is possessed.
The need to control it all, to want

Yet I Stand

Where do I stand
When presented with a choice
Transported by a full force
That lands me in a false chance
Yet, I stand.

Breaking the shackles
That held me in my ankles
So tight like a buckle 
Wrapped in my knuckles
Yet, I stand.

What is given is a Token
The heart that bleeds is broken
The life that fades is taken
Certain thoughts can't be

Heartbroken, Yet Love Remains

"I'm not sure if the love that brought us together 
was worth the pain that tore us apart."  ~ Boomsumo.com

I have to unlearn what some label 'love'
not the kind that coos like a turtle dove
That's the type of romance that makes you dance
But I was struck by lightning from above
with emotions that never had

Heartbroken yet not broken

“I’d rather love a million times and have my heart broken every time, than hold a permanently empty heart forever.” –H.C. Paye
...........................................................

Pure wickedness sets you apart,
Meanwhile, true love you led me to assume.
You purposefully broke my heart,
Leaving my vases filled with wilted blooms.

Yet I deter not; my heart lives to love,
Through many heartbreaks, still I'm

Unworthy, Yet Blessed

“Blessed are the poor in spirit”
I am broken by my pride and arrogance
How should I ever see the kingdom of heaven

“Blessed are those who mourn”
My sins and offenses are innumerable
Why would I deserve comfort

“Blessed are the meek” 
I struggle with anger and aggression 
What makes me worthy of any inheritance

“Blessed are those who hunger and

Penniless, yet rich in spirit

I can also say that, in my heart, I firmly believe... Since my youth, before bedtime, kneeling on my bare knees, I prayed to God. I prayed that way until I reached the age of 50. From that time onwards, I pray a bit different, but it doesn't matter, the essence is the same, and

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