Strength Poems
Crazy
by Laxmi Prasad Devkota
1.
Oh yes, friend! I'm crazy-
that's just the way I am.
2.
I see sounds,
I hear sights,
I taste smells,
I touch not heaven but things from the underworld,
things people do not believe exist,
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Prayer Before Birth
by Louis Macneice
I am not yet born; O hear me.
Let not the bloodsucking bat or the rat or the stoat or the
club-footed ghoul come near me.
I am not yet born, console me.
I fear that the human race may with tall walls wall me,
with strong drugs dope me, with wise lies lure me,
on black racks rack me, in blood-baths roll me.
I am not yet born; provide me
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Let America Be America Again
by Langston Hughes
Let America be America again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.
(America never was America to me.)
Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed--
Let it be that great strong land of love
Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme
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The Country Of Marriage
by Wendell Berry
I.
I dream of you walking at night along the streams
of the country of my birth, warm blooms and the nightsongs
of birds opening around you as you walk.
You are holding in your body the dark seed of my sleep.
II.
This comes after silence. Was it something I said
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89. Until The Calm
by Kea Campbell
The darkness does not knock— it seeps, and it stains.
It craws through your marrow and threads through your veins.
Not a wound to touch, nor a scar to trace.
Just a hollowing force that tried your life and stole your grace.
I hear neighbors laugh, then it twists into your cries.
I know your grief presses heavy— cold and unkind.
I’m helpless in flesh as I draft, for you, my prayers.
Oh Lord— how I would bear your sorrow and spare you these labors.
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The Wisdom Within: A Tapestry of Power
by Emmanuel Liadi
A tapestry of strength, a vibrant hue ,
On women's Day, our hearts sing true.
From dawn's soft blush to twilight's gleam,
A legacy of courage, a powerful dream.
For every hand that guides , and every voice that rings
For wisdom shared, and joy that springs.
Through trials faced, and battles won,
A spirit shines, like morning sun.
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89. Until The Calm
by Kea Campbell
The darkness does not knock— it seeps, and it stains.
It craws through your marrow and threads through your veins.
Not a wound to touch, nor a scar to trace.
Just a hollowing force that tried your life and stole your grace.
I hear neighbors laugh, then it twists into your cries.
I know your grief presses heavy— cold and unkind.
I’m helpless in flesh as I draft, for you, my prayers.
Oh Lord— how I would bear your sorrow and spare you these labors.
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"The glass that holds the storm."
by Dylan Wu Rong
Her fragility was always the fore-front,
branded incapable by the incessant lots,
never did they know the turbulence,
that she passed through once and once more.
A curse set by the age old,
eyes tinted by biased remarks,
her body had scars and bruises,
of fights that were known to the dark.
That heart pumped with a vigor,
those fingers adept with swords,
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"The mountain that moves in silence."
by Dylan Wu Rong
When the world turned, none knew...
As the soil part ways here,
met half way there, none knew...
Hands joined, wrapped in each others embrace,
whispering their sorrows to each other, none knew...
As the fallen flower grew into a magnificent tree,
under the shade of the foliage they stood,
when the leaves rustled, they never knew...
As the streams turned the corner,
as they split- one to fall, one to flow, they never knew...
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The Storm
by J’kuan Liverpool
The Storm
It’s storming outside this house I’m in ,
I’m scared to look outside and see the damage ,
I can feel the pouring in from the roof ,
The wood is wet and the last fire burnt out ,
It’s getting so cold and it’s hard to breath,
I can’t believe the sun was shining yesterday,
Now today the only light I see is a dim candle ,
I hear the winds knocking on the fragile door ,
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