Best Struggle Poems

Primal, basal, beyond my awareness
How could I have been so careless
I let the line between real and fantasy
Become clouded through my jealousy
The fire rose, consumed, burned away
And left the ashes in its wake
I still search for just one burning ember
To reawaken feelings of forever
But destruction...

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What do you know,
About the rule of British?
It is not a rule
For Indian`s to cherish!

It started decades ago,
They began with trade
And then slowly,
They began to invade.

It started at the borders
That were close to the coasts
It was a rule,
About which Britain boasts.

What then became of the...

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Inner Struggle 

is it the stars
on a cloak of midnight blue
or the moon beams
dancing through the canopy
that eases reality’s view?

the reflection
in the window pane
begs answer
for it’s tears, not rain,
that stream on the glass

silent cascades
bare the resistance
of approval
prayerfully awaiting 
the dawning acceptance

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Serenity, the gift I’ve forever longed
To be peaceful as a lily in a still pond
My fear drops away like raindrops down a windowpane
Love flows like the wind through the lions mane
The journey for courage is a eternal quest
Feelings of brotherhood is the best
Never again will...

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it's inevitable
the smiles,
talks,
laughs
you come at the darkest hour
revealing a light-
and before you know it
those nights turn into days
those days turn into years-
have I met you?
Perhaps it's an illusion
a game of mind vs. heart
manipulative, evil
making your heart believe this is it
a stop for heart ache
but when...

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We all have our good and bad days
Because they depend on our ways
Growing up around bad environments
And a screwed up system by governments
My family not loving me
Discriminating against me
Telling me that they regretted my birth
And me not wanting to be on this earth
I became depressed
And...

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as night falls
and dark crawls 
up to form an abyss
where every hand turns into a fist
and a small fight
turns into a struggle for life 
to do what is right 
or wait out for morning light
a cry in the night 
sends a shiver of fright 
through...

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”Be still and know we are as He
Vibrant presence, blissful and free”

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Mistakenly believing
We are this body-mind
We remain in grip of ego’s bind
Until from void, clear truth cleaving

We’re here, we indulge, then pause
Web of thought spirals spawned
That with cloak of love donned
We see soul growth as...

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Struggle
 
Let me see you resist
I have tied you naked
Taut between the line of bone and soft curve
I have done this
For my eyes to devour your beauty
 
And with a rampage tearing through my soul
My passion burns
To eat you, to touch you deep within
And be...

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HE STRUGGLE

Heated walls Suffocating air 
Warm bed sheets
Soft, steaming pillow.
Prickly heat, Trickling sweat
Crossed midnight, exhausted body
The cock’s crow disturbed my rest
Need to rush to the field ,
For the day’s bread.
That’s the life of a poor man.
The rich have a life
Just contrary to it. How do...

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MY REASONS EASE LIFE DURING MOMENTS OF STRUGGLE


Why do I need the most beautiful gift?
for mercy within the storm of MY rift-
The beauty of atonement when wrong, 
my faith has given me vigor all along. 

There are REASONS beyond my comprehension, 
much EASE in moments...

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Aspirations and desires he set out to reach,
One day he will make it and they will all be rich,
From a young age, he carried the burden,
Searching for purpose through it all,
Though it may seem like he figured it out.
Successful they say he is a strong...

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The trailhead stands there before me,
after two hour's drive,
a peak with a panorama
that others call sublime.

I have been meaning to climb it,
test my will and my heart,
cannot believe it took this long
just to come out this far.

First half-mile is the hardest,
the legs start feeling strain,
bored...

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I aped to a blue heron to a man who wrote his deed.
Once you're at the final of the story, no woe is needed.

If death appeared to be appropriate, life would be aimless.
If you have survived death mysteriously, you can live endless.

You lift it, provided...

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Whistling weeping willows woefully wrangle with wretched werewolf’s wolverine whiskers



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Posted on October 21, 2019...

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