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shae shared a letter in the
Poetry group 5 months, 2 weeks agoWhy I Smile
AbanaPeople ask me why I smile. I usually say, “I can’t help it,” or “That’s just me.” However, I smile because sometimes I want to curse. I want to tell people off in ungodly ways. I smile because sometimes I am nervous and don’t know how to articulate my feelings. It becomes my natural defense to ease the anxiety I am feeling in my body. I smile because I was never taught how to address a situation without screaming or yelling, so I don’t want to cause a scene. I smile because a thought pops into my head that I know I shouldn’t say out loud, so I tell it to myself, making myself smile. I smile because I don’t know what else to do other than to put on a mask and be happy, to mask my feelings, to cover up my thoughts, to ease my pain, to be someone who lowers the tension. After all, who will get angry, be offended, or say something negative about a smile? So, if you want to know why I smile, it may be a litany of reasons, so you tell me why you think I am smiling because most times, I honestly don’t know.
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Such a powerful poem. I can relate to smiling off all my pain. I too have people ask why I smile so much they think I am full of joy. But I sometimes want to tell people off while smiling haha. Thank you for this amazing poem.
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I appreciate that reply so much! It’s nice knowing someone feels the same way ☺️
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TaMara E'Lan G. shared a letter in the
Poetry group 5 months, 2 weeks agoOvercoming Fear
TaMara E'Lan G.If we are to walk by faith and not by sight,
we must overcome fear with all of our might.
Knowing that the most high does not give us a spirit of fear
we stand on to the promises of Hope we hold dear
Being a conqueror is not for the selfish or weak
With each guided step it is strength that we seek
For this world is full of tribulations and trials
We must be overcomers of life for awhile
and keep on living strong as best as we can
Loving ourselves and others across this land
Standing up to injustice and evil with heart
Shining our light in all places to overcome the dark
Speaking the truth and Standing on divine faith
our voice must bring change as the world may break
We will solider on together with our heads held high
We will experience choas in this world until our spirits meet the sky
Yet together we must face and confront our fears
As we gather in fellowship to help wipe each other’s tears
For we are all spiritual beings living a physical life
We must have courage when dealing with obstacles and strife.
We shall overcome and this too shall pass
We must tell ourselves these affirmations to last.
We can’t conquer that which we don’t face
And sometimes fear can have its own place.
But fear is not a space for us in dwell in
We have places to go and people to pour in
There is no failure in The Most High after all
So Warriors pick yourselves up and answer the call. -
chanelcmartins submitted a contest entry to
Write a poem about your goals for 2025 5 months, 2 weeks agoWords of Salvation
-C.M.January 2023:
I committed myself
to writing
one poem
every day.I shared them with others,
competed in slams,
won cash prizes,
got published,
and foolishly felt
my dreams of becoming
a Poet
had been realized.January 2024:
I only half-recommitted
to trying again—
because
creativity is hard
when drowning in
the uninspiration
of happiness,
of love,
of peace of mind;
because
is it even possible
to create art
without my addictions,
without my anxieties,
without the Sisyphean effort
of figuring out:
Who Am I?Days…
Weeks…
Months…
Nothingness,
resulting in
a new bout
of paranoia.Seeking out
talk therapy,
and cognitive behavioral therapy,
and pharmaceutical therapy,
I had forsaken my greatest remedy.January 2025:
I now stand steady
in a new resolve
to practice preaching
what I teach.So I resolve myself
to the adventure of
creation without conformation,
without validation,
without enterprise
or end result.I resolve myself
to myself,
to the pen,
to the poetry,
to fulfill the need
that bubbles up inside
to spew forth the words
that form from the fountain
of my inner-most foundations
as a salve,
as salvation
for my very soul.Voting is closed
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I love this! You are very right, in that, creativity can be difficult to conjure at times. Opening your mind to new things can be helpful in these types of situations. When I feel like this, I try to explore nature a bit; it usually helps spark some creativity in me. I hope that you can get past this and continue to write beautiful pieces like this!
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pensword submitted a contest entry to
Write a poem about your goals for 2025 5 months, 2 weeks agoThis post is viewable by the Unsealed community only.
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aspidell submitted a contest entry to
Write a poem about your goals for 2025 5 months, 2 weeks agoWater The Seeds (2025)
Austin Daniel SpidellThis time, for 2025,
I’m bold enough to dream
and water the seeds
I’ve been planting for 27 years.I’ll make a faultless plan,
calibrate the stars to align again and again
like I’ve been hoping for.I’ll make that meal plan, hit the gym, and drink less
because everyone told me I can, until I regress
and think of her again.I’ll write that novel that I’ve sworn I’d finish,
half sprouted and waiting on ideas to flourish
out of my overworked and overwhelmed heart.This time, for 2025,
I’ll keep my house clean
for all of the people that I hope can see
a sign of life thriving.I’ll keep a budget
and stop saying “screw it”
when I need a fix just to calm down for a moment.I’ll make that record full of screaming and singing
over an acoustic guitar, dreaming
of what love I’ve gained and lost so suddenly.This time, for 2025,
2024 has kissed us goodbye,
the hurt and the triumph coincide
as a juxtaposition for growth.forty-five pounds of me has already fallen off
but I still want more, as if I have not
given myself permission to acknowledge my own victories.I will no longer live life in cliche and trope
that everyone cyclically promises and fails on a new year; in 2025 I can see that hope
is the recognition of seeds planted, no matter how long it takes the trees to grow.This time, for 2025,
I’m bold enough to hope,
bold enough to dream
and water the seeds
I’ve been planting for 27 years.Voting is closed
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Austin, great work! I believe in you, without any doubt. You have worked so hard to be the person you are today, so why not continue to polish off that success and better yourself even more?! You have the drive and compassion, you just need to put it into action. Keep working hard, you’ve got this! ♥
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milkshakelivid submitted a contest entry to
Write a poem about your goals for 2025 5 months, 2 weeks agoDear 2025
Stephanie KitchensDear 2025,
I need to survive!
I need to thrive!
I need to live!
I need to forgive!
I need give!Voting is closed
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unluckymoirai submitted a contest entry to
Write a poem about your goals for 2025 5 months, 2 weeks agoLittle do I Know
Mickel KimballLittle am I privy to what the future holds.
My dreams and plans are fairytales until the tales are told.I hope for adventure, I hope for growth.
That I heal my growing pains with both.When I’m ready to love again,
I’ll be as myself as I’ve ever been.I know the future will come with hurts,
That healing hearts bring out the worst.If the aches are just too much to bear,
I’ll have my people standing there.I’ll learn my burdens can be set down,
I’ll grow my strength and wear my crown.And when this year is finally done,
That I’ll be ready for another one.Voting is closed
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Mickel, this is a great poem of growth. You are moving on from the past, so your mind has to move on as well. This calls for not a reinvention of yourself, but rather an improvement of who you used to be. You are headed for bigger and better things, so get ready! You can do this, I am here for you! ♥
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Oswald Perez shared a letter in the
Poetry group 5 months, 3 weeks agoWelcome To 2025!
Oswald PerezDear Unsealers,
As I write this post, it’s 5:45 AM on January 1st. Daybreak hasn’t happened yet.
But the smoke has cleared from last night’s celebrations, and blue skies appear.
I hope that 2025 is a good year for all of us. A year that’s filled with all the joys and minimal difficulties.
To that end, this is my welcome to January and the year itself:
At midnight on New Year’s Eve
A new day, month, and year begin365 new days have arrived
With renewed optimism and joyA reminder for 2025 and beyond…
Every day is a wonder to behold
Be the light that spreads out into the worldWherever your pursuits lead
I’m cheering you on all the wayFor the days of Auld Lang Syne
A toast, with all the cups of kindness yetI wish everyone, everywhere
A Happy New Year! -
msabsolutelyamazing submitted a contest entry to
Write a poem about your goals for 2025 5 months, 3 weeks ago2025: The Year to Shine
The dawn of a year, so bold, so bright,
A canvas of dreams bathed in new light
No mountain too high, no storm too wild,
This is my year – focused, and inspired.I’ll rise each day with purpose clear, casting away every doubt, every fear.
For goals are seeds, and I will sow with girt and grace, I’ll watch them grow.
Strength in my body, sharpness in my mind, Moments of joy, the peace I’ll find. Connection deeper, bridges I’ll build, a life fulfilled, my spirit thrilled.With every step and try, I’ll aim for stars and reach for the sky.
This is my year, my time to thrive, In 2025, I will come ALIVE.Voting is closed
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I love this! This year you are going to become the best version of yourself! Stay focused on your goals, don’t let little distractions tempt you. You can do this if you stay consistent and dedicated. I’m here for you throughout this journey and I know you can do this. Keep up the great work!
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michae1 shared a letter in the
Poetry group 5 months, 3 weeks agoLeap Year
Michael L George jrAnother physical year
About to pass on.
This leap year
Flew by,
Seemed
Like. A Hop, Skip & a jump,
I guess some of us needed
That extra day.
See you next February 29th. -
vickitrusselliart submitted a contest entry to
Write a poem about your goals for 2025 5 months, 3 weeks ago2025 NEW YEAR GOALS ON MY BUCKET LIST
Vicki Lawana TrusselliDear Unsealed,
I was going to make a long list,
Of at least
Ten goals to conquer
On my bucket list
Of proper
Stuff to do,
Write,
Create music as you
Write poetry,
Stories of life
The other goal
That worries my soul
To be so bold
As I hear at 75, I might lose
My social security and healthcare.
Beware
I was told today
So bold
By a friend
I would have to get a real job,
My art, my songs, my writing does not pay,
Here what I say
She said,
I looked at her and walked into my room,
Walk away today,
My goal is to tell anyone
To their face
That said to me give up your writing and all that,
Get a real job!
I texted her I do not need to be told
So bold,
What to do,
She made me blue,
Rolled off my shoulder,
As I am bolder
At 75,
Glad to be alive.
My one fun goal is to get a tattoo
Of a red rose
Painted on me by my cousin LA,
Prose and praise,
I will be so bold,
As I am old
To take a course in AI,
Maybe get certified,
Then money will flow,
But all the while
My dear child,
I cry out to naysayers,
Think how your words pierce my heart
As I am now making a new creative start.
My goals for 2025 are:
a. Let things naysayers slide off my shoulders.
b. Continue to create art, music, and writing.
c. Research taking course in AI to be certified to work professionally
d. BREATHE!
These are my immediate thoughts about my goals for 2025. There is a possibility that the new government in DC will cut our social security, health care and all entitlements as the billionaires talk destruction of our lives as we know it to create fear in everyone.
BREATHE!Voting is closed
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Vicki, great work! Sometimes when life gets overwhelming, we really do just need to take a step back from the chaos and breathe. Settle down for a bit and resort to the things you love while you allow yourself to process. It can be difficult, but I know you will get through it. This year is about growth, so keep trying to improve and enjoy your…read more
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Thank you very much. Facing my depression and practicing skills taught to me through meditation and my therapist has helped so much.
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Aww keep creating your art. Our world needs your voice. Sending hugs. <3 Lauren
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Matthew Jablonsky shared a letter in the
Poetry group 5 months, 3 weeks agoChristmas Come-Down
Matthew L JablonskyThe tree is still lit,
the walls are adorned.
We celebrated the day,
our savior was born.The gifts are all opened,
The presents are done.
The family dinner,
is now left-overs for one.Everyone got home,
safe and sound.
There’s still a few shreds,
of wrapping on the ground.The house is so still,
everything is quiet.
I can hear my heart break,
amid all the silence.I already miss it,
having my family all there.
The sound of their laughter,
filling the air.But life must go on,
the world keeps on spinnin’!
I wish it would stop,
or slow down for a minute.Going back to work,
feels somewhat surreal.
Coworkers are great,
but family is real.One thing I’ve learned,
as I’ve gotten older;
The worst part of Christmas,
Is when it is over.-
Thank you Matthew for this wonderful heartwarming poem. It is sad when the holidays are over and we return to our normal lives until the next holiday. It is heart filling hearing family laughter and watching everyone enjoy their meals and gifts.
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As always, I love your poetry. And I love the sentiment in this piece. I featured it in our newsletter today. <3 Lauren
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Noirerequiem shared a letter in the
Poetry group 5 months, 3 weeks agoA World Rewoven
AmbitiousBMarieI will stitch a world from my verses,
Sewing these words of confidence into your hair like flower crowns of daisies.
To join these joints into sockets that would complete rivers.This isn’t the story of Pangea.
It’s the tale of a seam unbroken,
Where each chain stitch holds together pieces of pain and hope.A prick of sorrow, a stab of truth,
Threads unraveling, yet I sew them anew.Binding scars into patterns, weaving triumphs through the cracks,
Every loop and knot a map of survival—
A tapestry of me, of you, of us.-
Such a powerful picture and poem. I admire the amount of imagery there is in your writing, the way you tie the connection of the human body or society to nature. I feel as much as we neglect Mother Nature we dont seem to understand how our bodies is connected to nature.
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Thank You so much for your support. I hope to get people to understand and cherish nature through my work.
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michae1 shared a letter in the
Poetry group 5 months, 3 weeks agoThanks
Michael L George jrFinally getting to a point
Of not giving too much
Attention to these fucked
Up situations. Everything happens
For a reason and I’m thankful
For my new found love!
No, it’s not a person.
It’s my art formation. Helps
Me alleviate some of the anger
Or sadness also helps me
Express when I’m ecstatic.
These fucked up situations
Only leads to new content.
So I guess instead of getting mad
About it I’ll start to give thanks.
So thanks to every situation that
Lead me to writing. -
michae1 shared a letter in the
Poetry group 5 months, 3 weeks agoLOVE
Michael L George jrLove comes in many
Forms it doesn’t
Have to be sexual.
The concept of love
Is different for each and
Everyone of us.
Some love to touch
While others love to talk
Hear the reassuring sound
Of certain and specific sounds.
From the words that come out.
Love is expensive and expressive.
It’s addictive but don’t get it twisted,
The words “I LOVE YOU” don’t mean shit.
If it’s not coming from the right person.
Love is a feeling that is revealing through
The ears, the eyes, can be touched from
Vibrations of the frequency of the voice.
Once you hear that certain noise,
Ears perk up like a dog, now you’re filled
With joy. Even the scent can bring some
Love as your brain ignites and triggers
A wonderful feeling from inside.
Love struck like lightning from deep
Inside my mind, I had to express Myself.
I’ve felt love from plenty.
I’ve showed love also experienced
& expressed it gradually.
Without loving myself how
Could I show it,
Love is diverse
& driven from Emotions.-
I totally resonate with this poem, as I struggle with love myself. Whether it is loving the wrong people and not loving myself enough. I cringe at the word love but I am overcoming that fear slowly but surely. Thank you for shining your light in sharing your truth and expressing your feelings.
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Love is what we give shouldn’t be what we search for. Once it finds us
In the form of our perception
Hard to accept it as a blessing.
But this is just another opinion.
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michae1 submitted a contest entry to
Write a poem about your goals for 2025 5 months, 3 weeks ago2025
Michael L George jr2025 is gonna be a year
Of cutting ties and creating new
Bonds developing new circles.
So quick give me a scalpel
I need a clean cut
Some surgical removals
Just a metaphor.
Some are gonna be left
With a scar that can’t be seen,
Scared emotionally
A feeling from the core
That’s gonna be hard to ignore.
I would know because
I’ve felt the pain before.
From broken bones to
A broken heart I’ve been through both.
Emotional damage resonates
A pain felt Internally
Some hold onto it for eternity.
This is just a hint of what 2025 will be.Voting is closed
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Great work! Cutting ties from our past can be scary, but sometimes it is the only thing we can do to fully heal. There will always be some trace of these events that will stay with us, as without them we wouldn’t be the same. But thankfully, we get to choose how we react to our past and what we want to change for the future. YOU have the power you…read more
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Each poem, I can feel how you a growing from your past. You are amazing. Sending hugs. <3 Lauren
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Lauren Brill shared a letter in the
Poetry group 5 months, 3 weeks agoForgotten
NasheshiaForgotten in the hidden emotions I feel,
Behind the weed and underneath the alcohol,SEEN too much,
HEARD too much,
KNOW TOO MUCH
Forgot to SPEAK UP
Because I didn’t know any better
And because you said I didn’t need any help,So I’m just another “mad black woman” who can do bad all by myself because you said
black people don’t need therapy
I listened
I believed you but I forgot to believe me
I was lost because I forgot I was innocent -
michae1 shared a letter in the
Poetry group 5 months, 3 weeks agoStimulated in this Simulation
Michael L George jrOnce you’ve been “Awaken”
You’ll realize everything
Is just a simulation of your
Very own imagination,
Shaping your reality.
We’re all here and have different
Perceptions, if you hear em
And see em moving to
The words you think.
Or the words you read,
Maybe if you’re artistic
You see em play out the
Words you write.
So now it is what it is
Some go with the statement
Of “living in the matrix”,
Some Rationalized it
With quantum physics.
While others have a different
Representation or a different
Calculation, coming to another conclusion
Of how it started.
A conscious conscience,
Some are just a Con in science.
Is this a coincidence? Is it a theory?
Is it a fantasy?
The power of the mind
Is incredible, imagine
A thought coming to life
Images reciprocating through
The eyes. Now it’s more than a vision.
Those thoughts are being played
In the present through actions.
The Time it takes for the mind
To retrieve this information is astounding.-
This was such a powerful poem. I enjoyed the metaphors that you used. “ A conscious conscience, Some are just a Con in science.” Is my favor because there are cons amongst this world and inside the scientific views. Sometimes I get OVERstimulated with life and the simulations of this world.
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You’re welcome, I glad you enjoyed this piece. Was hesitant
On sharing for a few seconds.
But I’ve realized I’m not the only
One feeling like this. Lots of artists seem to use the statement
Of “living in the matrix”
Reminded me of my
Artistic freedom. We all have
It just express it different.
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Oswald Perez shared a letter in the
Poetry group 5 months, 4 weeks agoMerry Christmas!
Oswald PerezDear Unsealers,
It’s Christmas Eve!
December has gone by so fast. It felt like it was five minutes since I was celebrating my birthday at the very start of the month.
Now, we’ve reached the conclusion of Advent and head into the twelve days of Christmas.
I hope that wherever you’re celebrating the holiday, it’s done in the company of people that you love. With an extra moments of arms held aloft for those that find this time of year difficult to celebrate.
For those of you that celebrate this day, I wish all of you a very Merry Christmas!
The following is my Christmas message for this year:
Time went by so fast, didn’t it?
December came in and went like a jingled blurAfter twenty four days wait
A celebration of the savior’s birthAs the bells ring out, people gather
Friends, family and loved onesFor it’s Christmas Day at last
With love and kindness towards allWherever you are in the world
I wish for you all the peace todaySaid many times in many ways
From me to you, from NYC to the world…Merry Christmas!
¡Feliz Navidad!Joyeux Noël!
Frohe Weihnachten!Nollaig Shona!
Feliz Natal!Buon Natale!
Καλά ΧριστούγενναSretan Božić!
Bon Nadal!-
Lovely expression of love and the reason for the season 🌹
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Thank you for this warm Christmas poem. Sharing light onto those who are having a tough holiday season! I really enjoyed reading this. It took me back to when I was younger and enjoyed the Christmas holiday spirit.
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