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  1. 81. Today I Am Afraid

    I wrote this one day just to get some fears of the unknown out. It inspired and reminded me not to worry about what tomorrow brings because it only comes one minute at a time.

    Overcoming Fear Of The Unknown

    Today I felt lost.
    I couldn't find Your hand.
    I felt so alone,
    I just don't understand.

    Today I am afraid,
    For tomorrow's troubles may bring
    More pain than today.
    I may not last; I'll continue to pray.

    Why do I worry about tomorrow?
    Today brings enough fear;
    For today was the tomorrow
    That seemed all too near.

    Today I am afraid,
    For tomorrow's troubles may bring
    More pain than today
    I may not last; I'll continue to pray.

    I'll never forget about the past.
    My pain will never let me.
    Tomorrow is how long it will last.
    By then I may be free.

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  2. 82. Daily Reminder That You Are Worthy

    And on Tuesdays you must look at
    yourself in the mirror and say
    “I am worthy. I need to be here.
    And I am grateful I am.
    There is beauty in my life and
    I will find it. There is strength
    in my soul and I will trust it.
    There is purpose in my path and
    I will unravel it. There is magic
    in who I am and I will
    believe in it.”
    And then go climb your mountains
    for today. And go find some
    spectacular views.

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  3. 83. For Manchester

    A reflection of the tragic events that took place in Manchester. Such sad times.

    Poem About Uniting Together Against Terrorism

    We can't but feel utter shock,
    and we're emotionally drained.
    Yet deep within our sadness,
    some unity is gained.

    Wherever we may come from,
    and no matter our belief,
    we stand tall as a nation.
    We are united in our grief.

    They were parents with young children.
    They were adults and just a teen.
    They were an uncle, aunt, and cousin,
    and all the family in between.

    So in regards to reason,
    we can search and take a look...
    No religion condones murder.
    It's not in any holy book!

    Our loved ones may have fallen
    due to the extremity of sin.
    But our strength will not be broken,
    and TERROR will never win!

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  4. 84. Even When; Especially When

    Even when you feel like a million scattered pieces,
    you are still whole.
    Even when you’re unsure of the path you’re walking,
    you still have purpose.
    Even when your lover leaves you empty and begging,
    you are still loved.
    Even when you’ve tried and tried and failed and failed,
    you are still worthy.
    Even when;
    especially when.

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  5. 85. My Morals Define Me

    I am unique and one of a kind. I am who I am and will never change for anyone. I will always be me, now and forever.

    Empowering Poem About Self-Acceptance

    I have never done drugs and never will.
    I don't give into peer pressure.
    I believe that drugs are lame.
    Drugs cause you to make irresponsible decisions.
    I'd rather be high on life than high on drugs.
    I choose not to harm my body with illegal substances.
    I do what I want and if this makes me a loser, then so be it.

    I am proud to be a virgin.
    I'm not ditzy or dumb.
    I don't believe everything I am told.
    Abstinence is the key, so I believe.
    I am not ready for a child nor disgusting diseases.
    My virginity is my sanctuary.
    If this makes me a loser, then so be it.

    Violence is never the answer.
    Physical disputes are pointless and solve nothing.
    It is unnecessary and a waste of time.
    I shall never stoop down to that level of immaturity.
    I'd rather walk away and be the bigger person.
    If this makes me a loser, then so be it.

    Being a party girl is not who I am.
    Partying is not what life is all about.
    Life does not revolve around alcohol, drugs, and music.
    There are more important things in life than parties.
    I have the rest of my life to party;
    For now I choose to focus on my future and career.
    If this makes me a loser, then so be it.

    I don't need to dress like a hoochie to get attention.
    I am classy not trashy.
    I'd rather be noticed for my intelligence than my looks.
    I choose to have dignity and respect for my body.
    I'd rather be liked for who I am than for what I look like.
    If this makes me a loser, then so be it.

    I am not a follower.
    I control my own mind and make my own decisions.
    I stand up for what I believe in and defend my opinions.
    I'd rather be hated for being myself than liked for someone I am not.
    If this makes me a loser, then so be it.

    I am unique and one of a kind.
    I am who I am
    And will never change for anyone.
    I will always be me, now and forever.
    If this makes me a loser, then maybe I am.

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  6. 86. Just For Today

    This poem is for all the loved ones here or far away who may or may not have someone near.

    Loving Poem About Keeping People Close

    Just for today
    I will hold you close,
    will kiss you often,
    will smile with you,
    will take you for a walk,
    will keep you safe,
    will make you happy,
    will miss you more,
    will care for you,
    will hold your hand,
    will swing with you...
    just for today.

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  7. 87. Song For The World

    I wrote this poem after I wrote a poem about a time when I was going through difficult times. In that poem, I mentioned I had a song to share. This poem, "Song For The World," came to me and helped me in my own healing process. I hope that it inspires you as well on your healing journey.

    Peace, Love And Harmony

    If I could sing a song for the world, then it would be
    A song for peace and love and harmony.

    To cherish all the moments we hold so dear
    And only cry those happy tears.

    Let's not use weapons to fight, but fight instead
    To bring together every woman and man.

    That each child grows up and knows their worth,
    So they can shine their blessings on earth.

    Everyone is born with special gifts sent from above;
    It's time to use them all and spread the love.

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  8. 88. I Hear America Singing

    Walt Whitman was an American poet who lived from 1819-1892. Some of his poetry was controversial because of the nature of its content, but he is believed to be the father of free verse (but he did not invent this form of poetry). He is also seen as a "poet of democracy" because he wrote so strongly about the American character. In this poem, Whitman shows how America is made up of a variety of people. It's the stories of those people who make America the strong and unique nation that it is.

    I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
    Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,
    The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,
    The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,
    The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand singing on the steamboat deck,
    The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,
    The wood-cutter's song, the ploughboy's on his way in the morning, or at noon intermission or at sundown,
    The delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of the girl sewing or washing,
    Each singing what belongs to him or her and to none else,
    The day what belongs to the day - at night the party of young fellows, robust, friendly,
    Singing with open mouths their strong melodious songs.

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  9. 89. Selfless

    Selfless people of selfless acts

    Leave A Legacy

    This is about a legacy.
    A legacy by a man no one knows.
    A legacy left cold.
    A legacy left in the dark.
    A legacy..... left behind.

    No one asks, no one thinks.
    No one hears, and no one cares.

    A honest man brought down by power.
    Power of corruption, power of determination.

    People separated by the past,
    People fighting, dying for nothing,
    Some hiding, wondering what's next.

    Things everyone thinks.
    Things no one says.

    Brought down for being different,
    Brought down for being right.
    Wrong for the right reasons,
    Right for the wrong reasons.

    Truthfully what's right?
    Someone that tells you,
    Or what your heart says?

    Some things can't be determined.
    Others shouldn't be.

    Fears never faced.
    Fears just growing,
    Fears eating away at you,
    Away at me, away at existence.

    Existence that people forgot,
    Values left and lost.
    No remorse. No dignity,
    NO HONOR!!

    A life that's not worth living.
    A life that's not worth dying.

    Buried deep in us resides a place of unity.
    A place with brothers and sisters,
    A place of internal rest,
    Rest from crime and violence.
    Dishonest people changing their ways,
    Not for themselves but for no one.

    Existence is always there.
    Footprints in the heart,
    Footprints in the soul.

    A name left behind with a memory,
    Forgotten in time by all with the
    Lost arch of life

    Behind a shielded mirror,
    Behind an indestructible horror.

    Be one within but be one at all.
    Share your dreams, share your fears.

    Page by page is turning ash to ash,
    Focusing on yourself.
    Help your family, while helping mankind,
    And you'll find that life will get lighter.

    Dreams, fate, and wishes.
    Are these things some believe?
    And others demise.

    Who are you to judge me?
    Who are you to judge anyone?
    Such things can't be determined by one,
    But by all in faith and happiness.

    A moment of silence for all,
    For all who died.
    People we don't know,
    People that would die for us,
    For what they believe in.

    A moment of silence for more,
    All the silence of eternity wouldn't,
    Wouldn't be enough for those......

    Selfless people
    Of selfless acts

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  10. 90. America The Beautiful

    Katharine Lee Bates was inspired to write this poem while on a trip to Colorado Springs in 1893. When she reached the top of Pikes Peak, she had this to say. “All the wonder of America seemed displayed there, with the sea-like expanse." The first version of “America the Beautiful” was published in a weekly journal, The Congregationalist, on July 4, 1895. Revisions were made in 1904 and then again in 1913 to become the version we know today. It became a patriotic song sung to Samuel A. Ward’s tune “Materna."

    O beautiful for spacious skies,
    For amber waves of grain,
    For purple mountain majesties
    Above the fruited plain!
    America! America!
    God shed his grace on thee,
    And crown thy good with brotherhood
    From sea to shining sea.

    O beautiful for pilgrim feet,
    Whose stern, impassioned stress
    A thoroughfare of freedom beat
    Across the wilderness!
    America! America!
    God mend thine ev’ry flaw,
    Confirm thy soul in self-control,
    Thy liberty in law.

    O beautiful for heroes proved
    In liberating strife,
    Who more than self their country loved,
    And mercy more than life!
    America! America!
    May God thy gold refine,
    Till all success be nobleness,
    And ev’ry gain divine.

    O beautiful for patriot dream
    That sees beyond the years
    Thine alabaster cities gleam,
    Undimmed by human tears!
    America! America!
    God shed his grace on thee,
    And crown thy good with brotherhood
    From sea to shining sea.

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  11. 91. Never Let Go

    • By Sarah
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems December 2008

    I wrote the poem as an experience in life. It happened to my friend, and it was very, very hard watching her learn to re-walk.

    Influential Poem Of A Father's Love For His Daughter

    One by one.
    Take one step at a time,
    Said her daddy, teaching her to walk,
    The little girl only one year old.
    She looked up and smiled
    And let go of his hand.

    Now seventeen years old,
    Out driving in the snow.
    Driving too fast, hitting a pole.
    After getting the news,
    Her dad rushes to her.
    Hearing the terrible news:
    She may never walk again.

    One by one, my dear.
    Take one step at a time,
    Said her daddy teaching
    Her to walk again.

    She looked up with a smile,
    As she did sixteen years ago and
    Let go of his hand for the last time.

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  12. 92. I Believe

    • By Emmah A. Odhiambo
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 5, 2022

    Growth comes with different development stages, some positive and some negative, causing one to develop certain mindsets that can work for them or hurt them.
    I developed mindsets of self-doubt and self-sabotage based on how other people saw me, based on other people's standards of qualification and forgot I was the one living my life.
    But not anymore because I took my life into my own hands, and so can you.

    Believe In Yourself And You'll Accomplish Anything

    Into this world I came,
    The light of the sun,
    On my face I craved.
    In the cool breezing wind,
    Under the moonlight I sat,
    I thought,
    I pondered,
    I knew,
    I was great.

    Slowly they got to me,
    Their expectations,
    I couldn't catch up.
    Their opinions,
    They cut to the deep.
    Their constant watch,
    I became stunned.
    Beauty faded,
    Strength waxed away,

    And then I grew up.
    They mattered no more.
    All the lies I believed,
    Like a flood on sloppy hills,
    I let them run down.
    New mindsets I built,
    Strong confidence I gained,
    Because I knew for the best,
    It was I that mattered.

    Like the Phoenix, I rise,
    From the ashes of doubt,
    From the ashes of contempt.
    Like an eagle I soar,
    To the ends of the earth,
    To the storms that may be,
    Because I have believed
    I have all it takes,
    I have all I need.

    My dreams run wild,
    My imagination unlimited.
    I know what I want,
    I know how to get it.
    Like the sun,
    I shine my light.
    Like the stars,
    My glory prevails,
    Because I have believed.

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  13. 93. Promises To Keep

    • By Hemant Bohra
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems December 31, 2021

    I am a storyteller, entrepreneur, and author. I am like that high ropewalker with only a pole in hand to balance. At one end of the pole is my heart that seeks inspiration and at the other end is my mind that needs motivation. But I am the one who must balance both while traversing through this world. There is no room for procrastination. I want to live every year in a moment and moments in every year.

    Motivation For A New Year

    We resolve to turn a new leaf in our lives
    Yet go back to whining old ways in no time

    Why do we break promises ever so often
    When we want a better future than our past or present?

    Why do we not care for ourselves
    Yet want a story that the world will tell?

    But if you want to change your story forever
    Inspiration and motivation will have to go together

    An inspired heart can move mountains and cut the seas
    Don't the stories of these people inspire thee?

    Then comes the role of a motivated mind
    If left idle it can behave weird many a times

    Convince the mind before getting down to work
    Else you will have to fight yourself first

    But the protagonist of your story has the biggest role to play
    If you don't care, then nobody will anyway

    So be the change, and script your story your way
    Start with fulfilling the promises you made

    It is said a journey of thousand miles begins with one step
    Likewise, success in future depends on the promises you kept

    We have a long way to go and many promises to keep
    So treasure every moment and every New Year equally

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  14. 94. Windows

    You’ve probably heard the saying, “The grass is greener on the other side.” This poem captures that sentiment. Often, we look longingly at what others have while looking down on what is ours. The irony is that others see such beauty in what we have.

    I looked through others' windows
    On an enchanted earth
    But out of my own window--
    solitude and dearth.

    And yet there is a mystery
    I cannot understand--
    That others through my window
    See an enchanted land.

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  15. 95. This Is Your Time

    From Tanya Markul's first poetry collection, The She Book

    This is your time
    to no longer be who you were,
    to rise from the embers,
    to be guided by Her.

    This is your time
    to be carried by Grace,
    out of the matrix
    and away from the race.

    This is your time
    to forever change the rest,
    to untame, to shift, to lead,
    and live blessed.

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  16. 96. You Are Enough

    Along the way I have learned a tough lesson: even in my imperfection I am still worthy of love, someone’s time, and a consistent feeling of wholeness.
    My value is not connected to perfection, strength, or my ability to weather a storm. Which means that even on those days when I struggle to show up or feel ill-equipped, I am still a woman of worth and value

    You are enough
    You have always been enough, and
    You will forever be

    no matter what you see
    how you feel, or the lies you may

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  17. 97. Solstice

    Perhaps it is true that the smallest light is brightest when the night seems darkest.

    Let Your Light Shine

    We are only falling stars,
    Fleeting sparks that arc
    Across the vast forever of time
    Through others' nights,
    Only to return as dust to our maker.

    And the most we can hope,
    In our one brief moment,
    Is to brighten their night,
    Lead them on their way,
    Or just perhaps to grant their wish.

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  18. 98. Find You

    • By Abhishiktha R. Reddy
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems May 2020

    I am Abhishiktha, a 14-year-old girl with a happy life.

    Find your soul
    In your thoughts.
    Find your character
    In your speech.
    Find your love
    Through your actions.
    Find your mistakes
    In your failures.
    Find your success
    Through your hard work.

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  19. 99. Take A Bow

    Take a bow, lovely one.
    Because you’re tired
    And still you’re doing it.
    You’re feeling empty
    And still you’re giving it.
    You’re unsure of yourself
    And still you’re being it.
    You got hit hard
    And still you’re healing it.
    Funds are low
    And still you’re dreaming it.
    Life ain’t so easy right now
    And still you’re loving it.
    The winds are blowing hard
    And still you’re walking it.
    Yes, take a bow, lovely one.
    (You made it to Friday)

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  20. 100. I Am A Survivor

    I am not everything
    that has happened to me.
    I am everything I became
    while I healed.
    Stronger but softer.
    Focused but not obsessed.
    A teacher but still a student.
    I am not broken.
    I am beautiful.
    I am a survivor.

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