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Motivation, Uplifting, Truth Poetry

Focus On The Good

I walked to the dollar store, bought myself some chocolate and soda for couple of bucks.

Told the cashier to have a great day. Then I thought of my problems and decided I didn’t give two fucks.

Walking on the sidewalk with sweets in hand, turn my music up – banging my head.

Passing by the houses under the sunlight. Focusing on the good, I’m just happy that I’m not dead.

Watching the cars pass by as I take in the fresh air.

Peace is glowing withing my soul, everyone seems to have something to say about me – but who’s to care?

Too busy focusing on the good, letting my hair go wild in the wind as the sun shines on me.

I close my eyes to take a breath and say fuck it. Too focused on the good, too ready for destiny.

The birds in the sky, and the beautiful souls in the city further prove the everyday can always be a good day.

I don’t have to fight all the time, it’s refreshing. Focusing on the good, I guess everything is going to be okay.

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Motivation, Uplifting, Truth Poetry

Where To Put My Tears

Why don’t I cry into the river?

The stream taking my tears away from the snakes that betray and slither.

Why don’t I cry into the lake?

I’ve learned so many lessons, but how many times will I remind myself of every mistake.

Why don’t I cry in the ocean?

Sorry, I already drank all of your poison and now I have to go because I’m one of the chosen.

So why don’t I cry into the waterfall?

And make it feel like nothing bothers me at all.

Why don’t I cry in the rain?

Because it seems then that no one would notice the pain.

And after the rain falls, there comes a rainbow.

Illuminate the sky, everything will be alright – yes, I know.

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Motivation, Uplifting, Truth Poetry

I WILL

I won’t give up.

I will get up.

I won’t stand down.

I will stand my ground.

Step up or step aside.

I will never give in. I will forever win with the powers I hold within.

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Motivation, Uplifting, Truth Poetry

A Letter To The Past

To: 2015

From: 2022

Just take it a day at a time.

Those words can cut deep, but it’s pain that won’t make you bleed.

Everything will be fine.

Promise you’ll never stop believing.

Promise that you’ll fight, never stop breathing.

Take it a day at a time.

Relax and unwind, there’s still peace and glory left for you to find.

Everything will be alright.

Just promise that you’ll still fight.

A tear from your eye.

Don’t listen, don’t give in. Sometimes those thoughts never go away, no matter how hard you try.

If live is a war, then what are you fighting for?

Look within yourself, some battles aren’t worth fighting.

Can’t wait for you to meet your friends, and don’t forget about your family – they’re so inviting.

I know that you’ll come closer to destiny, isn’t that exciting?

I know times are hard, crying on the floor.

I know the bedroom door doesn’t work anymore.

Don’t you dare feel worthless, because you are so much more.

They try to drag you down and extinguish your flame.

Too strong to fall, the blaze is too much for them to tame.

And there are days when I feel like I spent a day in hell.

But trust me, eventually you break out of your shell.

Just take it a day at a time.

Just know that everything will be fine.

Promise that you’ll never stop believing.

Promise that’ll you still fight, never stop breathing.

I know you’re angry, and I know you’re sad.

Don’t give up, you’re going to love the glory I’ve had.

I know the end of the wars you’re fighting inside.

Just know that you’re right, there’s better days on the otherside.

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Motivation, Uplifting, Truth Poetry

Victory

The grass can only get greener and the lights can only get brighter.

The demons try to drag me under again, but I’m a believer and I’m a fighter.

Overcoming my demons and my dark side was the hardest thing I’ve ever done.

I couldn’t lose and after years of fighting against the evil, it seems with the combination of compassion, fury, and passion, I’ve finally won.

The sky isn’t the limit, past the moon I shall strive to rise.

Never will I forget the battles nor the scars they’ve brought me. But the lessons enabling my path for destiny, I’m growing stronger as I keep my eyes on every prize.

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Motivation, Uplifting, Truth Poetry

Lemonade

I’m feeling great!

I just had to let you know right out of the gate.

I’m celebrating the wars I’ve won, and for the wars I’ll win – I’ve already started to celebrate.

I’m taking a sip of my own lemonade. Sorry not sorry, it tastes too good – as it should.

Don’t you ever think I won’t share.

So everyone raise your glasses high in the air.

And now a toast, a toast to our dreams and the victories we shall declare.

Here’s to chasing and fulfilling our destinies.

Here’s to becoming someone to be proud of for our friends and families.

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Motivation, Uplifting, Truth Poetry

Isle Of Hope

Seeing light through a cloud.

The glimpse of the bright sky, it speaks to me with no words and it sure is loud.

Where am I? Great question. Let me get back to whoever desires to know.

Resting my head under the twilight’s glow.

Days go by so fast in this dimension where nothing seems to bother me.

I see my visions, I see a clear path to destiny.

I see friends, I see family.

I see my old sword, I see my truths. I prepare to write another.

I write about my greatest desires, the glory, peace, love, and the search of a true lover.

My dreams is what I live. A life of peace and love.

All the demons are slayed by me, the Villain. They rest miserably below, as I embrace loved ones who rest above.

No hate, no war.

Just love, love galore.

Vibes that are hard to ignore.

I’m wishing someone special comes to join me in this beautiful world I’m blessed to be seeing.

Someone who also wishes to turn hopeless romantics to a hopeful future. Ah, it must be such a magical feeling.

A place for all to live and celebrate life in harmony and cope.

Whatever it is, know there’s nothing but the bright side on the isle of hope.

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Motivation, Uplifting, Truth Poetry

It’ll Pass

It’ll pass eventually.

Hopefully.

No, it’ll pass most definitely.

Can’t you see that it’ll be if it’s destined to be?

The troubles facing you and me are only there for us to someday see more clearly.

I want to erase all of the negativity to live my life in full positivity.

I wish to live in a world of peace and harmony.

I wish you and me could live there together, sharing peace forever.

Because right now as much as I hate to complain.

It’s nearly driving me insane.

And as it seems, the stress and emotions hits through me like a freight train.

For the sake of my mental health, I wish to tell myself – that it shall pass eventually.

Hopefully.

No, it will most definitely.

We got the power to fulfill our destiny.

We got the pen to write our story.

We got the power to stand in glory.

Represent what I stand for and all that knows me.

When it comes to tough times, I’ve heard a smile is a cure.

After all, how much stress should one endure?

Throw away the thoughts trying to prevent your greatness and confidence. Like those voices saying, “You’re going to do it? How can you be so sure?”

I can be so sure, because I’ve seen my own moments of glory occur.

Powers invested in me all in a pot, now I have to stir.

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Motivation, Uplifting, Truth PBE TV Poetry

PBEMANIA: BE LEGENDARY!

THE 3 YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF PARKER BROOME ENTERTAINMENT! STARTED ON NOVEMBER 3RD, 2018 AND IT’S NOT GOING ANYWHERE! I even remember when this place was called ,”Parker’s Pen”, for a while. I truly appreciate every one who views my work. Please know I love doing this it’s my dream, my passion, my destiny as I often say – and you all are apart of the journey. So thank you so much! Please excuse some of my vocabulary I got very passionate creating this special poem, and enjoy!

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Motivation, Uplifting, Truth Poetry

Dream and Fulfill

I dream then I fulfill, I’m living by the destined way.

I knew that I wouldn’t be the one to work while they all play.

I made it because of love and all who believed.

Still alive because they threw their stones and the next day I still breathed.

With the success and glory, I remember the wars that made me bleed.

Laugh at the demonic forces I’ve defeated.

I spoke of destiny and with my wrath, everyone knows that I will always mean it.

My undying confidence has spoken again and the warrior further marches through the storm.

Never alone, because love and glory keeps him warm.

The rain won’t rust the armor he’s always worn.

The sword enhances at the strike of lightning and thunder.

Raising it high to the sky for he continues to dream and wonder.

The warrior is forever eager for a battle.

He won’t give in, he’s come too far on this path he’s destined to travel.

And still he shall carry on with power of will. Because he lives and fights by the destined way – dream and fulfill.