Resilience Poems - Poems about Resilience

War shapes the warriors it touches, leaving behind vestiges that linger in their lives long after the battlefield fades from view. In Recon Marines: Searching for the Real Enemy, we are thrust into the unrelenting grip of Vietnam's jungle, a landscape both indifferent and eternal. Yet the war waged in the depths of memory proves...

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"My Word, My Bond" There were days I lost the fight Chasing wrong instead of right Bad habits pulling at my soul Stress and anger taking hold I slipped, I stumbled, broke and bled I doubted every word I said Yet through the wreckage and the rain You stood...

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"Through It All" I fell to habits hard to break I made mistakes I should not make The weight of stress upon my chest I gave the world my very best And still I cracked and still I fell Trapped inside my private hell But you stayed close and held...

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though winds hurl with all their might they cannot break me AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on April 24, 2024...

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i keep a teacup with a cracked rim— it doesn’t hold warmth for long but i drink from it anyway. the hallway light flickers like it’s unsure if it wants to stay on. some nights, i understand. there’s a coat in the closet that no one wears, but i leave it hanging. the walls don’t echo when i speak softly. so i don’t. not anymore. i fold myself into the quiet corners...

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I did not ask for the world to stop — just for the echo to answer. but silence grew its own wings. so i followed the quiet, to the river, to wild grass, to birds that sing before dawn. there, i learned something soft and strong: that I can keep walking even if the stars stay hidden Now— I walk not to be followed, but to feel the ground under my feet. To breathe and know: i...

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In the vast expanse of life's dark space, Be patient, tough, like stars that grace The endless night with steady light— Guiding you through the hardest fight. This pain, a comet's fiery trail, Will blaze a path where dreams prevail. For one day, through the cosmic storm, Your strength will shine, your heart transform....

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ache lingers close a soft breath where pain once roared— gentle thief of hurt ...

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Poor people of our countries Poor people everywhere Poor people of Haiti People who are poor, disoriented, and crazy I will no longer say ‘poor Haiti’ Haiti is a country full of wealth Haiti, a country full of resources For others Haiti is a paradise and rich in resources For others Haiti is a country full of hypocrisy Of destitute, miserable and suffering peoples Haiti is...

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I awoke early that morning to an unfamiliar familiar sound. I rose from the bed with cacophonous singing ringing in my ears, separated the curtains with the breast stroke of an Olympic swimmer, and opened the blinds to the on rush of time. Peering through the window of my three-story, lofty view of the world, there she was sitting on the nest aesthetically nestled...

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Yet where there were curses , you will find scars, Where I found my secrets, you will see my quiet lies. What pain hides, it also still shows Its fact hoed through ruined trails it snares. In shadowed dark, a fire still gleams, An ember bright that even pain redeems. The knives that gut are mirrors,...

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Seed falls on hard stone, Roots seek cracks, new sprout ascends, Life finds its own way. ©bfa032325 ...

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The question is; What does Resilience Means? It is having the capacity to recover Quickly from difficult circumstances and situations. You are able to spring back into shape, not allowing misfortune and challenging conditions stop you. In my research, I found out that more than 15 million people in America suffer with depression. It is a leading...

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They took me far, they locked the gate, Declared my fate was sealed by fate. A mark upon my skin, so bright, Yet in the dark, it shone like light. No chains can break the soul I bear, No walls can steal the dreams I wear. For even here, where hope seems small, I stand unbowed—I stand tall. This ink’s no curse, it...

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She was not born in gilded light, No tender touch to soothe the night. The world she knew was cracked and cold — A thousand truths she never told. She learned to roar before she spoke, From chains of fear, her spirit broke. No silver spoon, no soft embrace — Just sharpened claws and burning grace. They called her wild, they called her...

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