resilience
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Sotto il ponte a Del Rio sono fermi, bloccati, appostati, accerchiati
Ammucchiati migliaia di migranti Haitiani, non Ucraini
Femme, tu étais si belle. Tu étais si jolie
Tu étais si polie, si jeune et pleine de vie
Tu étais si magnifique. Tu étais si gentille
Anybody, who is struggling,
Is my people
The one with the color purple,
Who will one day earn and own the ring.
We stumble, we fall and we get upWe don't beg, don't kneel and we stand upFailure will never be an optionLife is about struggling and taking actionWe are living in a world full of hypocrisy
It hurts so much
That I now fear nothing
It hurts so much
That I revisited everything
Under the noon
Hearts hold the wheel
Driving lanes within mortals insane
That is when I found you
I chose to hold you
Still tears in our eyes for our Brave Haiti
Still tears in our eyes for our incredible Country
No mustard bombs are droppedNo audible or silent shots are firedNo planes are necessarily blown or hiredNo flags are deliberately flown or flappedNo soldiers crossed the borders
Isn't it funny how something that you start doing just for fun ends up being the thing that saves your life?
That it is the only thing that can help pull you through when the rest of the world is cutting you like a knife.
I have tears in my eyes for Haiti
At Christmas
But I am not crying
At the midnight mass
Tears could not stop flowing
De ninguna manera, ya no puedo lastimarme
Porque ahora tengo un corazón resistente
Tengo el dulce silencio de la noche
Y estoy lejos, muy lejos del susto
It seems like every time that I start to do good, there is always something that gets in the way,
And no matter how hard I try, it seems like I end up failing, and I have to restart everyday.
Why is it so hard to get better when that is what you really want to do?
Some days it is easy, and other days it is so hard that the thought of being in control is something that you can't do.
Life becomes mere existence
when you're mercilessly deprived
of everything for which you've hoped
and dreamed and worked and strived.
When all your dreams are shattered
like shards of daggered glass
Humanity, I love you
for you bring me
to my knees.
You've taught me to
be patient, kind,
but also
how to breath.
When I started
working with
people who
have nothing and
It’s hard to bloom
Without any roots
So I am my own roots now
My own soil, my own water,
Look at this flower
These pigmented petals
All paths we take were by sorrow begotten:
A price we pay for forsaking God’s Garden.
Fortuna secretly against all men conspire.
But resilience—is not too tough to acquire.
There once was girl
Oh, so bright
Who used to smile each day
She’d smile in laughter
Smile in joy
And even smile when grey
For smiling was her safety blanket
A cover for the pain
My short, silky pigtails were brushing
through the wind while you pushed me on the swings,
since my little legs couldn’t swing myself.
One call changed my life forever.
On the night of February 3rd, 2017, my sister informed me that our father had been kidnapped in Mexico.
My heart sunk, and suddenly my whole world was turned upside down.
I whistle a tune
unbeknownst to all
subjugating aerodynamics
take flight in the V, they quack
no? I chose the letter G
I hum a melody
that pricks the ears of Grays
shall they
Sometimes it feels like I’m in a ring, and it knocks me down.
Its kicking and yelling, “Can’t get up, can you?”
Other times it feels like I’m drowning, and it suffocates me.
Its pointing and laughing, “Done, yet?”
Shocking scars,
The past,
So long ago,
Hurt entrenched so deep,
No words can describe,
The manner in which it resides,
No tears can make
The agony seap.
Ever present,
You are there beginning through end
You encompass us before we are even given a soul
You shout at the thought of the fears we do send
Dear Dad,
You tried and you tried
You tried so damn hard
To shove your toxicity down my throat
You stole my childhood
You put me through hell
Bargained my sanity you thought you could sell
I've gotta free my mind but careful not to lose it
A brain without a soul is incongruent
When I speak you choose to confuse it
You left me with bruises
Like what the truth is
Without the excuses
We live this life despite
Double edged swords being swung at us with all their might
Finding beauty in the pain, staring darkness in the face
'Cause there's only so much light
Dear Moonchild,
You Will Never Break Me.
I knew I was playing the game
I signed up for it the moment you texted me.
Dear Ryan,
You didn’t know me way back when…
I struggled to read with my kin,
Mom studied by day and worked by night.
Dad held three jobs, struggling with all his might.
She was a simple Desi girl
Who was poked at for being
Innocent,
Shy,
And resilient.
They called her “the retarded Desi of the eighteenth century".
Was her innocence what bothered
A falling daffodil
Leaning,
Screaming,
Dreaming.
Giving off radiance from its resilience.
Shining,
Blinding,
Posing, but never closing
Its petals
Someday sincere lips will brush against yours
And he won't leave
Someday you'll feel strength in your heart mind and body
You won't feel fatigue
Someday your mind will be clear
When they questioned our religion,
America stood.
When they threatened our freedom,
America stood.
When they fought us and tried to take us down,
America stood.
Around age thirteen, freshman year is where life began for me
Rising up from my cocoon so that the world would take notice of my identity
I was quiet but passionate,
Reserved but determined
I am not what you say I am!
The bane
Existence unworthy...
Function unneeded...
Purposeless, worthless...
You throw your sickness upon me!
But I have not faltered entirely
I’m sick of this world
I am the bird of the weeping
willow. I whine and sway
I cry at bay.
I toss, I turn – I yearn, I wish.
And whisper to plead,
set me free from the swaying,
the willow that whispers.
You may
Shut me up
Break my will,
Imprison me,
just because you
disagree
with
my
beliefs.
Adversity. Hardship. Strategy.
The push I need. The idea that drives my reaction.
Ability. Capacity. Perception.
My capability to overcome. My unique perspective.
Ambition. Devotion. Power.
It must feel great that your life has a soundtrack
Forget responsibilities, you'd rather sit back
Relax, just be a character not claiming any agency
How are you your own side role? Wake up, you ain't no baby
Pieces of me
Are broken.
I've fallen so far,
So hard and so quickly.
Crumbled into thousands
Of pieces
Unknowing if the
Kings horsemen can put
Me back together
Again.
resilient
resilent me,
like a bouncing ball
one world to another,
down every street-
bouncing
bouncing
I can run at top speed,
at the drop of a hat
block out loud sounds-
Leaving behind a title,
Breaking the barricades;
Calling out for revival,
Hurling out hand grenades;
Fighting for survival,
Peeling off charades;
Waiting for avowal,
When I was younger I thought adults were made of armor.
Skin so tough no one could harm them.
They knew everything, they couldn’t be stopped.
My eyes beamed at the sight.
Every step taken, brings you towards something new
A fresh plain an even higher plateau
Do not take anything to heart
For its fragile yet constantly resilient
I don’t feel anger.
Not that simmering rage that slowly grows inside of you,
More and more being poured in every day until you just
Explode.
I get annoyed
Come,
Sit down and view my world
Let me take you in
They say my name
As if it is I that should be ashamed.
And yet, I win another battle
At my school I am surrounded by wealth
The girls are so beautiful, great outfits, great health
Their lives seem so easy and effortless, never a thing to bring them down
What makes me, me?
Is it the way I comb my hair, my brains and beauty, or the shoes i wear on my feet?
What makes me any different from you? Is it because i'm so kind
Do you ever think about one situation & how one little detail could've changed everything?
Cognitively
Not where I should be
Feelin' crazy
Not lookin' like me
Mental pictures
Leavin' me unsure
Disturbing thoughts
Have gotten me caught
Deletion.
Every single one gone.
The memories are fading away.
No way of looking back into the past.
No young faces nothing but a faded thought.
Deleted forever, what once was is now gone.
Happy
What Is It?
They say Its money
They say Its not money
What is Happy?
They say Its family
They say its marriage
What is Happy?
Is it light?
Is it dark?
I wondered why they ran for so long
their bare feet strike rocky hills, sand, snow…
Thuds of fear…trails of tears…happiness…love lost
I can't explain the things that I'm feeling right now
My mind, my body, my soul are being bombarded with poisenous thoughts
I'm being ripped apart into a million little pieces
I’ve known you for a while now
You and I are close friends
We’re best friends
I’ve noticed how you have changed from a sad little girl into a mature young woman
People made fun of you
They hurt you
Shh. They can't hear you.
Shh. You can't talk about that.
Shh. What will everyone think?
Shh. No! Ring the alarm, bang the pots, scream out loud!
It's always a good time for a drink.
Drank
Drunk
Easy girls and wasted guys make it all the much easier to point a finger blaming a solo cup of bubbles and warm beer.
We all have problems
So who are you to come at me
Did you ever think that there could be a possibility that i understand
In spite of what you have come to "know"
We are the same, having a bad day
No one sees, no one speaks, no one listens to the mind of the weak.
not here, not there, nor anywhere can this heart bear this pain.
I cant breathe.
I cant get past. This emotion, this judgment
Inspiration, that imperial feeling toward yourself, to express yourself, while addressing yourself with the things you do to the people who see only to judge, judge, judge you for your rights or w
The question that repeats in most minds that asscioate with me, tends to get rather tiring. "WHY DO YOU LIKE TO WRITE SO MUCH?" " I like to write because it helps me." *que questionble face and they walk away and talk about me and ask others if I
Death is dead! Death is dead!This is what everyone cries aloud and cheer,It relieves many hearts of agony and fear,
Death is dead! Death is dead!This is what everyone cries aloud and cheer,It relieves many hearts of agony and fear,
Believe To Achieve
To Beleive You Must Achieve
Over Come Fears And Regrets
Stress Or Non-Stress
He said yo midget but I kept on walking
little did he know I went home and cried myself to sleep
All I wanna do is play,
But I'm watching the days pass away,
And although you don't give me toys to chew,
Master I will always love you,
You walk in the door and I'm happy,
Strings attached
Playing puppeteer with nimble fingers and old, vivid nightmares
I'm your puppet darling
Strings attached
Center with each, individual, socket
Words cannot express the emotion in my body
Like the rush of water crashing into the rocks
My aspiration to talk is shadowed by humility
Clinching my fists and shuttering in fear
My mind has an emotion that feeds of my heart
For what I feel it expresses in words
It is not scripted to what it must be
But simply just wright's from what my heart tells thee
It dances to life with creativity
I come from a family that didn't have much
Seems like each day the road would get tough
The rain would never let up but through it all I kept my head up
Because i new one day there would be a blue sky
We live in a world where society rules most of us
We create groups to isolate our selfs from larger crowds
We figure that if we stay away from the people who try and change us then we cant be changed
Writin' this for Power Poetry,
Hopin' that they notice me,
And I hope to see this scholarship,
Cause man these loans,
They make me sick,
Emptied pockets,
Dirt on the flowers
Smudges on the mirror
Scars on a face
Not all as they appear
Some turn and run
Others point and jeer
For what's on the outside
Is all there is to cheer
It's 12:10am as i write this
my darling insomnia fueling my abyss
feeling cool and calm as music fills the air
though as calm as i feel i can't ignore my thoughts
the thoughts that i can't bear
They call me 2 chairs
Alls i get is deep stares
Feelin like im commonly confused
Full of knowledge
I received
Rooted deep in earth
I didn’t have to travel
I am the inner cup
Half full kind of tree
I listen to remember
Listen to the wind
Who carries stories
Black and White, for some that is all there is
the stark constrast of good and bad,
right and wrong, rich and poor, thick and thin.
What ever happened to gray?
to shade, to shadow,
Like a phoenix rising from the ashes,
I breathe this air one more time,
I get back up, though I was burnt to the ground,
And just like that phoenix,
I may be missing a few feathers and have a few scars,
To forget...To love...To heal
Love cannot be earned nor learn
I am thankful that you never left
But it's time for you to go
Smile just like the way you used to smile with me
A three year old said "i love my mommy"A six year old said "i love my toys"But, what is love?A 1en year old said "i love my friends"A fifteen year old said "i love him"
My dream is my job
Where I get to travel and creat and invent
Oh, no, no ,no, child
They say
No, you must get a job that makes money
Singers make money
And they do what I love
A sad girl
Who's been heartbroken
and left to soak in
her own tears.
Left to drown without any support
in her own fears.
We come to You with all the right intentions,
But the moment we set off they burn to pieces.
And it's only now that I realize,
Just how far I've fallen from You.
In Your spotlight, I become convicted,
i look back and see the pain you brought me i must forgive you in order to move on. just another chapter in my life that beginning with a brighter start. we learn to forget only if we forgive.
Used like a toy for laughs,
abused till' the brain stews,
left as an abandoned child.
Why do this to me dear?
At First is was all smiles and Hi's
Shy looks away
Trying not to get caught looking anyway
Confusion, fear of rejection
I’ve never felt like this before, though
So how do I know how I feel?
Life is unfair
The adults all preach it
But it takes so long for you to believe it
You ride the waves
Until the board breaks
Gaze at the sky
I am grounded
I cannot fly
Then I am astounded
It is a bird
It is a plane
My focus undeterred
From what does not touch terrain
I follow the trail
It came upon me like a shadow
and the whispers that followed said,
"Delirium -- thank God." Thank God:
it was only delirium. No;
it wasn't.
It was the music –
How could anyone love a person that has hurt them so much?
How could I love you after you hurt me so much?
Please don't hurt me anymore.
Every day I try to not think about you.
When you look at me, tell me what you see.
Do you see me, or are you simply focusing on vanity?
Shakespeare once said that all the world’s a stage,
If only he could see how he prophesized this world of today
How am I?How am I?I'm fine
I'm fighting back rageAt a broken down system
I'm crying in painFor accepted ignorance
I'm screaming bloodFor everyday injustice
A black hole spit out my kind of light
I’m on the road when I finally come to life
Hit the gas, head for the city to feel tonight
To heal, must find joy in the little thingsto reveal, must love in many different waysTo be tired, to be alone, that is the solitude that comes as a result of the forgetting to breath sometimes, part.
This is a video recording of a spoken word piece called Resilient Rose. This poem is dedicated to survivors of abuse, trauma, or tragedy. Don't give up!
I walk these ghetto streets to and fro
People have come but most of them go
Looking around for a ray of sunlight
Darkness follows me without the moonlight
I have been on this decrepit road forever
Indifference blinds my generation with ignorance, it’s a lack of concern, of attention and lack of interest, for other people, for life, and for God in every sense.
knowing when to run , knowing when to fly
Knowing when to look back, knowing when to question why
knowing when to run , knowing when to fly
knowing when to live, and knowing how to survive
Cliques are just a form of people who have heartless thoughts , & feelings that you can't bare to think of with their evil stares demon like thoughts surround me every day, the way they move like a pack of cheetahs looking for their prey to fe
Oh, her future burns,
Burning bright
Like a pyre for god,
Burning bright,
As her past burns.
She is the phoenix.
Noises… they merge and devour to the hallway nearby
Bypassing the exit sign, it's still there… but it hides away,
Seeping underneath the door panel of what appears
To be no... safe way out.
ignorant they are
higher they get faster they drop
blowing a blunt behind the yard
soon i hop they hit the grave
government strives to get them up
ignorant am not
straight A's all year
I see through you like clear water
Like an absent man's daughter
Positive on the outer
But deep inside you are a doubter
they had
waited for the sun
in a world with only shadows
the dominant character in a story with no sun
no light for those the society had its back on
the society was the villain
laws were its wicked deeds
