Integrity

I’d rather waste away and die

Remaining true to myself

Than live forever as someone I’m not

I’ll trade a thousand lying lives

For a single honest second

Because integrity is all that I’ve got

By Dallas

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September 24th 1945

The most beautiful sea:
                   hasn't been crossed yet.
The most beautiful child:
                   hasn't grown up yet.
Our most beautiful days:
                   we haven't seen yet.
And the most beautiful words I wanted to tell you
                   I haven't said yet...

by Nâzım Hikmet Ran

Whole

Stop showing
You love me
A little at a time.
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One

I will not be written about in textbooks or studied in classes
Nothing large and ostentatious will be dedicated in my name
I will not make the front page when I visit a small town
My work will be worth the same amount when I die
But
If I can change one mind
Elicit one giggle
Start one discussion
Give one smile
Then every word I write is worthwhile


By Amanda Anne Reilly

A Poem by Mikel Jabbary Mayers

Your Seed
Like a seed blowing across the wind
In many directions it may go;
Give it time, give it time
Let it sprout, let it sprout;

Step back, keep watch
Let it amaze you;
But don't go too far
Because it needs you;

Give it solid ground to stand upon
Water it with tears of happiness
Shine upon it with rays of love.

-Mikel Jabbary Mayers

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That Feeling

You know that feeling?

That feeling.
It only happens once in a while,
and it happens when you meet someone special.
You feel complete.

It feels like rose petals are flying around everywhere,
every time a pleasant breeze blows.
In the ocean of emotions, I am floating on the top.
I feel so light I believe I can fly.
All I have to do is spread out my wings
and I'll be flying.
But I can't do it alone.
I need you there with me, because without you,
the rose petals all fall to the ground,
the pleasant breeze stops blowing,
and I start feeling heavier,
and drown to the bottom,
where only the most hated of the emotions stay.
Without you,
I will be left incomplete.


By Nux

Cute Love Poem

I really like this one a lot

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