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  • soundsofsaddness41 1w

    In the eyes of a storm

    In hurricane Andrew there stood SoundsofSadith,
    As seen on TV, catagorized in the fifth.
    I watched palm trees bend and touch the floor,
    While lights out for weeks, we ate only food stored.

  • scribbles01 1w

    When I hold my pen
    over the sheets of paper
    I feel a surge of bravery.
    That's when I get to tell
    the world what I feel.
    My words -
    the myriads of metaphors
    the piles of personification
    the seas of similes -
    are my weapons.
    My pen cries a river of ink for me.
    When I pour out my thoughts
    my papers don't complain
    my papers don't judge me
    I feel brave with a pen and
    a paper!
    For the pen is mightier than
    the sword...


  • cassiopeia_sky 2w


    Courage is the willful strength to fight with the mindfulness to understand...Bravery is the strength of character that allows you to overcome...

    Be courageously enough to hold onto the fights that are right but then brave enough to let that shit go of what is not worth fighting for

  • cassiopeia_sky 2w

    Appreciate the Moment

    For each moment that you question your own worthiness realize that you are the exact amount of enough..Your bravery is the strength of character that is worth fighting for

  • mathilde 2w

    I sleep there buried alive,
    A dark, remenscing crater.

    Thinking all about the past,
    What would I do if I had a lover like in books.

    I see him,
    The king of the Magic Realm,
    Who sat midst the garden of rose.
    A gentle breeze travelling here to there.

    However I am not just a maiden,
    A maiden who would be kept as a slave,
    The titanium blade that pierced through every wrongness,
    I made my way up there.

    Called as the king thyself,
    I sat in the throne of justice,
    Perhaps these were all a dream,
    And i sleep in the crater again.

    #bravery #bygone #fantasy #freeverse

    Sorry I haven't been posting... I have fever so...

    @miraquill @writersnetwork

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    ~ bygone

  • joviespage 3w


    There is nothing more beautiful than a girl who stands up firmly, and so bravely after she fell, after her heart got broken, after her dreams got shattered after she lost herself. You'll see how she fight again.

  • kingdomdelight 7w

    #Bravery #Coffin #Wind
    #Creative arena 3 word challenge
    #Bravery - Bold - Brave -Benevolent
    #Coffin - cold - curtain erop - crestfallen eyes cry
    #Wind - whisper - whistle - waltz - gentle violin cries

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    Brave Ben

    It took alot of cuts!
    Heavy chest pounding, as the lil boy stares intensly at his watch.

    Bravery for the brave, bold and benevolent.

    But heartfelt, the intense invisible fighting fear fragment.
    Profusely presperation sweat surfaces, to his still-smooth-and-soft-baby-like-skin.
    A salty dampness appears.

    Troat and tongue, forgot to bloom, the withered mouth desiccated, desert dried
    Words gone - flew like swallows in the wind, I guess, back to their home town!
    Hope tries to whisper, but unspoken words whistle and wink goodbuy ...
    Waltz slowly away ...
    Left with an enormous, dark, mountain shadow hanging over his mind.
    Ben felt like a little ant, who has to be wise, in this approaching winter time.
    Shadows may come and go ...
    Like palm trees, going wild, dancing in the tornado wind of the free mind.
    But the truth, each thought, we bravely has to face and overcome.
    Pulling down strong holds, daily.
    Every thought ur thing, exhalting itself, against the knowledge of God.

    Huge and invisible the shadow, before his two lil blue eyes.
    Crazy, insane ... at the end of the horizon, a coffin awaits ur it seems, to this poor lil fellow, now. Drifting in the boat, on uncertain unknown wavering waters. The curtain drops.
    The intense cold-and-hot-feeling of illuminating skeletons dancing in the sizzling day light of numbness. The brave sun sunk and slams an iron coffin door behind him.
    The music stops.
    Bewildered like hot lava running from the mountain top.
    The last little sunlight ray ran in distress away.
    A second lightnin' Mcqueen.
    Flashes in a quick dash and disappears into the coffin keyhole.
    Bravery, always rises, in the presence of fear.

    Little Ben clenched his fingers in his lil sweaty palm.

    Softly he mutters to himself: "I'm no coward, I'm Ben ! I ... I ... can do this!"
    "I have the key ... I can unlock and remove this gigantic mountain!" he suddenly bravely utters aloud.

    The door flung open ...
    Bright shining military boots, politly smiles.
    Hypnotize by their great authority ... The greatness of their gigantic size.
    Jaw breaking in awe.
    Struck by sudden lightning, with a touchable silence ...
    A silence that demands discipline and exstream obedients, in this elderly man's presence ...

    Ben swallows a sudden lump in his dry throat ...
    A pickly pear slowly went down and punture one of his lungs ...
    Ben couldn't breath ...
    "Oh, help me dear, Lord", he cries in deep dispair.

    Pale white, his face turns, when his eyes went six feet up ...
    What will he say ?
    In a face-to-face combat, totally new turf for him, today.
    Hard pondering, not sure if ... he 'll get a green ur a red light?

    This is a battlefield ground for the brave.
    Golden medals of honour and respect, awaits those real loyal righteous soldiers.
    Soldiers of integrity , those carriers of brilliant bright exstream eternal light.
    Bravely he impersonate his own Dad's character while he stood in those righteous shoes being bold and tall. Admiration rises in his lil heart.

    Lessons, the fathers, told and taught their kids in life made son's brave, bold and benevelont.

    Dad believed to fight for what he wanted Always spoke, his righteous mind.
    Protecting everything dear to him, at all cost!
    Loving his own woman, a godly treasure given from above.
    Doing just, doing right!
    Big bold shoes of inspiration and bravery to fill at only eleven.

    But here Ben bravely stands, on the porch, of the little girl he very much admires and likes.
    The tight grip on the bunch of carefree white wildflowers, let beautiful petdals fall on the wooden porch. In great awe and admiration, to worship the gracious adorable ground.
    By own choice, Ben stood bold, with his whole heart in his open hand.
    Felt like a sheep to be slaughter in an unknown battleground.
    A great war "brew" deep inside him while he spoke with a steady gentle voice ...

    "Good day Sir ... I'm Ben "

    Their eyes met like in a strick but fair, defence-hearing-court.
    Yellow flowers of aspiration buds and waits patiently for the iron hammer to give a final verdic to bloom!

    Spontaneously, Ben suddenly smiles.
    Knowing beyond a shadow of a doubt, who he is!
    Eyes level up and look straight in the General's deep chocolate brown eyes.

    "Sir, I'm not playing around. I like your daughter.
    Well, to be quite honest, very much and I would love to have your premission Sir, to come and visit her, some time ... Oh, on your terms and conditions, it will totally be, Sir ... If I may ... please, Sir?"

    Thomas Jefferson, a militry general, whose lips pluck wildly to one side, curls wide while his eyes sparkles with amazement. Hovering like a helicopter over the neatly little chap with the beautiful eyes. The mature eagle eyes, narrow while diving into the two blue honest pools of treasure.
    Then his face softens and a rainbow smiles appears on his hard barren face.

    "Well Ben, nice to meet you ... Do I have ur premission, to speak freely son?"

    "Yes, Sir" Ben quickly responded while holding his breath.

    "You're bold, Ben ...I like that"
    You can call me, Sir Thomas"

    A loud voice, sounding like a war alarm of pure victory, the generals voice echoes over his shoulder ... Travels rapidly, in and over the deep valleys of deep affection blossoming in Ben's joyful heart.

    "Mary, you have a visitor!"

    Ben smiles.
    No cold coffin or any crestfallen crimson red crying eyes.
    Nor any sharp onion layers in the air.
    Dad was right, he thought with relief and great delight.
    Well, we all have to fight hard, for what we want and believe in.
    But of course, always in the rightful ways.

    Softly the wind blew a heavenly tune in a husky whisper.
    The walt of a rushing wind overflowing the pure soul with living waters ...
    The soft healing balm to the rough chewing uncertainty.
    The faithful wind gentle cuts away the violins unwanted cries.
    Autum sweeps in and took back, all the lost and stolen leafs of time and dreams.
    Wind catches his breath while quickly departing the train station of a new rising hope.


  • extrawedinary 18w

    Take courage to stay humble....

    It occurs such that our inner love leads us to accept and own our flaws, indeed it's a rare and daring quality. But it could also make us feel better about ourselves, a sense of perfection in accepting our imperfections. So let not your egoistic self deceive you to believe you are better than them, just because you got the courage to acknowledge your truth. For verily humility is the best adornment of courage.

  • riley1307 23w


    I wish it was easier
    Moving on
    Moving forward
    Moving up
    All of it
    Its so hard when you have no fall back plan
    To risk it all
    With no safety net
    No support
    No comforting shoulder to lean on
    No guidance
    Its so,so hard
    And yet...

    We still risk it.

  • _poetry_army 31w


    The massive and the unsinkable ship
    The "QUEEN OF OCEAN " she was named to be
    The largest moving object was sailing on the sea

    Everyone arrived to say good bye
    No one knows these temporary smile will change to permanent sigh ;
    As she was moving from Southampton to haunted pole
    No one knows they are near to show their powerful soul

    Everyone asleep till the voice "COME SHIP SINKING" was heard
    Every brave man cried "LADIES AND CHILDREN FIRST"

    "THIS SHIP MADE ME FEEL SAFE" as everyone thought
    The grave of these people greedy ocean got

    The sea laughed on the ship I guess
    Because overcoming the natural forces her name suggest

    Someone said this ship can't sink
    At 2am 15th April it was broken within a blink

    The band still playing "NEARER..MY GOD TO THEE"
    People on the lifeboats , sinking titanic they can see

    The eyes that once saw the majestic deck
    Now seeing the titanic's wreck

    What if the 5 th compartment was not filled
    1500 people on board can't be killed

    The stiff as rock titanic was thought to be unsinkable
    Untill it really sinked

    The menace of starlighted midnight
    Why can't titanic see the early morning Monday light

    The same thing reciprocated as 'THE WRECK OF TITAN "said
    Was it really the moving death bed ???
    -Anshera Mulani

  • lovely_rachana 33w

    Ahilyabai Holkar

    Long ago in the land of gold
    Lived someone as pure as gold with,
    Love filled and assertive eyes
    Looked with a smile too wise
    Listening to the chants of which,
    Lord Shiva felt glad and smiled
    Little one was the source of it
    Leaving the one alone suddenly seemed hard
    Loving her childish devotion was not very hard
    Listed in her smile attracted was the King
    Liking the girl as his daughter like anything
    Lovingly he also saw the future in her
    Listening to her words he got assertive
    Lovely little was the one who was so devotedly immersive
    Leading her to becoming his daughter in law
    Loving her like a daughter without a flaw
    Little one turned out to be quite mature
    Longing for her motherland's future
    Lovingly she helped the prince at each step
    Luring him of competition at every step
    Lost one day in her beautiful life
    Living seemed impossible to the dedicated wife
    Losing her husband seemed unbearable
    Least intrested in taking any more of life's trouble
    Luckily the the King once again took her away
    Lovingly saves her before tried to make her ashes stay
    Launching the rule of a great female leader
    Loved by all and fighting for motherland's freedom
    Looking at the end of Islamic domination
    Leaving none of the enemies of the nation
    Living to reconstruct the temples taken away
    Leaving the example of how a woman can slay
    Lord looked upon and blessed always
    Looking at Ahilyabai Holkar every morning she took in front of him her vows
    Let the world be against her she will stand
    Letting not a single risk to touch her land

  • igautamji 34w

    The pigeon
    strays close

    The wise raven
    observes with caution
    or cowardice?

    #wod #septolet #raven #bravery #stupidity #cowardice

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    The pigeon
    strays close

    The wise raven
    observes with caution
    or cowardice?


  • ashupriyaa 36w

    #bravery #truth #equality
    #follow me if you are as me ❤️

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    विरासत से तय नहीं होंगे सियासत के फैसले,
    उड़ान तय करेगा की ये आसमान किसका है।।

  • rainkeyy 37w

    “Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go.” - Joshua 1:9. Picture credits go to YouVersion Bible. #life #bravery #love #pod #mirakee #writersnetwork @mirakee @writersnetwork

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    Life has pushed us over the edge
    It coaxes us and persuades us to do this and that
    The exhaustion kicks in, how does it feel?
    Does the wounds heal?

    They do, and for that, you can celebrate
    You can shout to the rooftops and not hesitate
    Hope is always on the near horizon
    All you have to do is turn up the brightness

    Think back to how far you have come
    To the places where you have come from
    Searching for your path is a journey
    But you, my friend, have no reason to worry

  • rainkeyy 43w

    Which choice do you choose? Be brave, and own yourself. Picture credits go to PicsArt. #pod #mirakee #inspiration #bravery #writersnetwork @mirakee @writersnetwork

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    Jump Into Your Tsunami

    I jumped
    The bone-chilling water hit me, bigger than the biggest tsunami
    I wondered if this was the best choice for me
    Long story short, it was

    I had two choices: be who I am or be who I was supposed to be
    I couldn’t decide, it was fogging my mind
    The confusion of it all almost made it hard to see
    Was this part of my heavenly design?

    I finally made my choice
    I used my voice
    I took a big risk
    But I’m no longer a follower
    I’m no longer an add-on asterisk


  • arpan_sb 45w

    fear is the strongest demotivating feeling anyone can ask for.the more we pay heed,more stronger the fear becomes.fear needs to be faced with a brave heart.once fears see our cherished and blessed hearts,that day fear and phobias will be afraid of us.i have had many fears to be honest.when I was a little kid, I was afraid of the express trains passing before me in the station.i had phobia of horror movies,I had fear of the sea and snakes and the list goes on and on.so some people might say that if you have so many fears ,you must be a very weak person.i say not because bravery isn't the absence of fear but taking action inspite of the fears.one by one I defeated all my fears through my brave soul.hope everyone does it because the more brave you become,fear will be afraid of you and will leave you immediately

  • loftydreams101 47w

    Courageous Shades

    My colors fly high tonight
    Above the blazing storm
    Beyond its deathly shroud
    Filled with the cries of  the fallen
    A melody explodes
    From the depths of my lungs
    Like red banners of revolt
    Before their murdering colossus
    My stride is fearless tonight
    I play the villain in the dark
    I wield a hero’s sure weapon
    Burning the bridge to years past
    To my crime of love lost

    © 2021 William Wright, Jr.

  • sanjanaganguly 49w


    The Sun would shine again,
    In your life and your dreams.
    The raging storm would be silenced again,
    In the mind where it fumes.

    The Sun would shine again,
    When world's falling apart.
    The tears would dry again,
    When you recollect the shattered parts.

    The Sun would shine again,
    As the dangers seem endless.
    The strength would be gained again,
    As you face them friendless.

    The Sun would shine again,
    When the end seems near.
    The Sun would shine again,
    When you would succumb to fear.

  • thehealer10 50w

    Dust in the Wind

    I inhale and reset plunging back to a settled current. The pressure is still there just less intense, my intent shifts lightening the crash of the waves; Still riding for the Title I remain brave.

    Paving the way toward better days, its hard to say whether or not I should stay, what does come easy is the thrill of not knowing whats on the other side. Sharp rocks, man eating piranhas , perhaps a unicorn.

    I stretch out laying back to enjoy the ride. I know what's at stake and I'll never hide. This wasn't the plan but man the treasures from this tide have been worth the Tan.

    Some fear hurricanes others race toward their eye, what is known now was yesterday's mystery. This is my chance to write history, I will not throw away this opportunity. What's the point in immunity if it's just going to encourage impunity?


  • arpan_sb 51w


    a brave person may be afraid of snakes,
    but still can be the bravest.
    a brave person can be afraid of ghosts,
    but still can be the bravest.
    a brave person can be afraid of darkness,
    but still can be the bravest.
    a brave person can be afraid of diseases,
    but still can be the bravest.
    a brave person can be afraid of the sea,
    but still can be the bravest.
    so why!! with so many fears? can be the bravest?
    because bravest isn't the one who is not afraid.
    but one who takes action inspite of the fear,
    and still be the bravest.
    how do I know all this?
    because i am that person and the bravest.