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  • Keep the fire inside of you kindling Don’t let it get snuffed out By fallen hopes And blurred out rainbows carefully concealing the storm And buildings burning to the ground

  • ‘We’ve all come far from where we started. It’s been a long ride and we have more of it to go, for a journey can never end. Through it all, we’ve changed our favourite colour, developed opinions, gotten better at a few things and have clung on to a few things.’ Ben sighed and stopped…

  • The roads in our lives are hopelessly tangled. Even the greatest of people cannot navigate through the maze of roads and find a suitable path. There are too many options, too many ways our story can turn out to be. We know we have to pick one at the end. We know we have to…

  • This is a poem about someone sitting on a swing and pondering upon the wonders of life. High and low Up and down Breathe in, breathe out It goes on and on And I know that every time it will always be Rise and fall. I know that I will fall It might not bruise…

  • We’ve walked our roads And come to the end of our paths Having spent our lives Beside people we love And things we appreciate When it comes to turning away

  • Like many others have done beforeI walked my road and to life I sworeI’d leave behind pieces of myselfOn my way, on my path or elseI wouldn’t find my way back again It’s a tough journey towards somethingWhen you don’t know what is comingYour way to scare and haunt youAnd the only thing you can…

  • Before us lies an opportunity for new beginnings. A chance to let go, and hold on to new things. A reminder that change is constant, and the most we can do is embrace every step it takes. Everything is blurry, we don’t know what will happen tomorrow. But we know we have a choice. We…

  • It’s been a long time Since I laughed this loudly and openly Unafraid of anything Being able to enjoy every moment of my joy Without being distracted and called to do something else My tears are tears of joy My over-enthusiastic voice is for my excitement My bursting heart My flowing self Are those of…

  • There are some things I cannot explain Why my mind, why my brain Why the world, and why to me The questions go on Asking me and only me Confusing me and draining me of words

  • We all start life with a bunch of building blocks. Every day we put one block on top of the other, and watch it become a larger structure. It has always been like that. Pick up a block, and place it. It was time-consuming, but consumed you. Some people would end up with whole towns,…