In the heart of the storm, where the thunder roars,
Anger rises like flames, burning ancient sores.
It twists and turns, a tempest untamed,
A force of fury, wild and unnamed.
Yet within the chaos, a seed takes root,
A spark of resolve, silent and astute.
Motivation grows, like a river’s course,
Cutting through mountains with relentless force.
Through the darkest clouds, the light breaks free,
A beacon of hope in a storm-tossed sea.
Courage is the anchor, holding strong and true,
In the face of the gale, it’s the heart’s debut.
The warrior within rises, with eyes ablaze,
Facing the storm, unfazed by its craze.
Each step forward, a defiance of fate,
A testament to the spirit, to stand and create.
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Dev parth (Pseudonym) (
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Most beautifully worded this poem is a call to courage and perseverance. Very nicely done
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Beautifully versed, you present the growth of courage from inception to conclusion, thoroughly enjoyed and much appreciated.
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You have a beautiful way with words 🙂
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I am so jealous of the kind of optimism you possess. I believe I will print this for comfort on my bad days. Thank you for this.
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