She wasn’t born from soft beginnings—
she came from fire, fists, and fate,
a child of chaos, grief, and hunger,
learning too soon how to wait.
She learned to read the room like a scripture,
to hush her light, to take the blame,
while love became a haunted whisper,
and silence carved her mother’s name.
Foster beds and hallway echoes,
curfews built from “don’t be seen.”
She stitched her heart with thread and daydreams,
wore warrior scars beneath her jeans.
She raised a child while still a child,
with hands that shook but held on tight,
and though the world gave her the shadows,
she still believed in softer light.
She’s slept on floors, on borrowed couches,
been the “yes” when no one stayed.
She gave when she had nothing left—
then rose again, unafraid.
A phoenix made of poetry,
a mother, healer, soul unbound—
she walks through life with roots and wings,
both buried deep and skyward-bound.
She doesn’t need a crown or title,
her glory hums in how she tries.
She breaks the cycles, lifts the others,
builds her future from goodbye.
Don’t call her lucky—call her legend.
Don’t call her broken—she’s reborn.
The girl who lived through every ending
just to teach herself the morn.
So if you’ve ever lost your center,
if you’ve ever felt alone—
she wrote this book to tell you gently:
you are the fire, not the stone.
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Author:
R.V Solara (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This is the very first poem from my new book. I'm currently sharing my journey on TikTok and Instagram, and I'm excited to post anywhere I can to get my name out there and connect with readers. This poem offers a small glimpse into the heart of the book — a story about enduring heartache, breaking through the pain, and finding strength on the other side. Writing this book has truly changed my life. Through every word, I found my voice in poetry, and I hope that by sharing it, someone out there might feel a little less alone — or even see a new light in their own journey. I poured so much love into this book, and I hope you feel that when you read it. Thank you for being part of this moment with me. 💛
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Welcome to MPS 🕊🙏🏻
Thank you so much! I'm excited (and a little nervous!) to finally share my work with the world, and I really hope it connects with others too.
You’re welcome and for sure you will get that connection as you also connect with the work of others⭐️🕊🙏🏻
A truly wonderful poem of strength and grit that is more than admirable but calls out for followers. Well written in rhyme and good meter it shares aspects that I have know in strong women. Very powerful and inspirational. Loved it a fave
Wow, thank you so much! That really means a lot to me. This book is definitely for those strong women — a reminder that we’re often stronger than we even realize. No matter what we go through, we can come out even stronger for it. I’m so happy it connected with you. Thank you again for the love and the fave! I can't wait for you all to hear the rest of the book 🙂 Thank you again!
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