Young Warrior

Poet is born, not made. I have always believed that we were all born a poet. There is definitely a part of us, no matter how small, that resembles a poet. Someone who sees beauty in chaos. Hope in wreckage. Truth in illusion. And light in the midst of pure dark. Someone who believes in life, when surrounded by death. I found comfort when meddling with words, and peace when I was able to finish it. The same words I meet everyday could mean an entirely different meaning in a different setup. That's one reason poetry will always be magical for me. Poet is born, not made. Nothing could ever make us something we're not, but i believe all of us were born a poet, though not every one of us lives as one. 📷: Maria Orlova from Pexels (at Here) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRZAndol5IL/?utm_medium=tumblr

I don't know anywhere else to go. #youngwarriorpoetry (at Here) https://www.instagram.com/p/CQly7-dMkS8/?utm_medium=tumblr

In the world where everyone's in a race to shine the brightest, I was able to find hope in the deepest darkness, where even the dimmest light was so precious. A place where hope was scarce, yet only then I was able to be hopeful from within. #poetry #poet #poetsofinstagram #poetryprojectx #poetsociety #poetstribe #poetric #poetrycommunity #poetriesgram #poem #writersnetwork #writing #writersflare #writerstag #writer #writtenthoughts #writersofinstagram #write #bymepoetry #theliteralscript #the_auctores #thegoodquote #me #shareyourpoetry #youngwarriorpoetry https://www.instagram.com/p/CQgcgPaFtCY/?utm_medium=tumblr

Days went by and many things stayed the same. Too many things did. And I, too, stayed the way I hated myself to be. It is extremely strange to find myself, though years passed, making the same exact mistake. This makes me ask myself if everything ever changes, because it feels like I am not. #youngwarriorpoetry (at Here) https://www.instagram.com/p/CQWAKgeFXcs/?utm_medium=tumblr

There will be times when you hurt someone you wish the cherish. Then you hurt them again. And again. And again. Then you realize, you are hurting them the way you were hurt. The same way someone else hurt you a long time ago. The wound does not hurt anymore, yet the scar remains. Is it truly healed? (at The Past) https://www.instagram.com/p/CQRK0HElqUn/?utm_medium=tumblr

I was told achievements are big, great, and rare things. Things that only some people could reach, and only after some time fighting for it. But as time goes on and life does too, getting harder and harder each day. I was enjoying life at first, then struggled. I kept wondering if i was able to survive the day, and lives telling myself every night, "One more," i say, "Please survive one more day." I have plans and goals and so many big things to achieve, yet it is hard for me to picture myself living in my dream life. I often felt sick of living, and ask myself if it's worth the struggles and the pain. I was, probably still am, focused on the goals and the finish line i have yet to reach. I thought the biggest fight will give me the biggest award, yet the biggest fight i face is the fight against myself. The fight against giving up and leaving everything behind. And i don't realize that every single day i stayed and survived, i had won. In the end, all i want to say is, "Thank you for surviving another day," for all of you who are struggling or facing hardships that doesn't seem to end. Thank you for staying, and thank you for not giving up, even if it is much easier to. Thank you for fighting another day, and staying alive. Thank you, you'll change the world in your own way, and you won't even notice how much you do. Thank you for being here, your existence is a gift. (at 𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩) https://www.instagram.com/p/CPV1PQ0l8Dl/?utm_medium=tumblr

I can’t be killed with a single emotion

The last apology from me. 📷: Hazy Mokhlas from pexels #apologize #apology #sorryquotes #waarounds #waaround #youngwarriorpoetry #onetwothree #onetwo #poetics #apoeticlovepoetry #apoeticlove #loveinwords #wordsoflove #wordsoftheday #wishingyouthebest #writersconnection #writerstag #bymepoetrywell #bymepoetryasia #lovenotes #countingdays #writersociety #quotestag #wordbeforeworld #poetryoftheday #writingcommunityofinstagram #igpoetsandwriters #igpoetrycommunity (at Past) https://www.instagram.com/p/CPDxkVClvHr/?utm_medium=tumblr

You came. You stayed. You left. And everything went back to the way it was. 📷: Oliver sjostrom from pexels (at Lost) https://www.instagram.com/p/CO-kdoXlnlR/?igshid=1u2jchlkdaj5r

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We are warriors We fight without ever having any thoughts of giving up But there will come a moment in our life When we have to let go Let go of what's hurting us Let go of what's breaking us Let it go, even if it's ours Let those things go and hold on to what truly matters. #youngwarriorpoetry (at Here) https://www.instagram.com/p/CLUZz32FTh8/?igshid=h9xfemrqji8u

After all that happened, is healing really a choice? (at Here) https://www.instagram.com/p/CK6o0lNFYOM/?igshid=1jtoju74qoiqh