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It's wonderful to be
a freshly blooming rose,
seen by everyone's eyes
given special names,
and compared with other
grown blooms.

But...

I'd rather be free from
everyone's attention,
i prefer to grow, to bloom
without much effort,
to sprout amongst the grass,
on some random garden spots,
to persist to exist, to breathe
even among crevices.

I'd rather be a wildflower
unannounced, unmaintained
yet, beautifully unique,
and with much freedom.

Upon me, others may tread,
but, i persevere,
in due time, i rise again.


sally b

© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
MAY 16, 2024
a relationship
can't mask
what you fail
to love within
yourself
Mark Wanless Jun 2023
unique spectrum of
genetics is all in all
no not really
Anais Vionet May 2023
I snuck into the party with an ID I hastily made
and stumbled, out of step, into the poetry parade.

In this beautiful country club, I'm surrounded by my betters.
I wave my kindergarten rhymes to show the men of letters.

In the echo of the learned men who came this way before me
I hear the patterned minuets, that if followed, lead to glory.

I chafe in those traveled ruts and I long for something varied
and I hope to spark a unique verse, between school and the cemetery.
German Rodriguez May 2023
In shadows cast, I stand alone
An outcast in a world unknown
Misunderstood, a soul apart
I bear the weight of my wounded heart.

In crowded rooms, I fade away
An echo lost in the disarray.
Invisible threads, they pass me by
A silent tear, my whispered cry.

Yet, in my solitude, I find solace
Embracing uniqueness with fierce promise
For within these depths, a light will shine
A beacon of truth, no longer confined.

Though different paths, we all may tread
I'll wear my outcast cloak with grace, instead
For it's in the margins where I find my might
A symphony of colors, painting my plight.

So let me wander, let me roam
An outcast's spirit, forever my home
For it's in this journey, unbound and free
I embrace my truth and claim my destiny
I've always felt as an outcast. I've always been the black sheep within my family and friends. I've also always embraced it. I need not fit in nor will I change because society or others say I'm different. I will always walk my path the way I choose. If I'm understood, great, if not, so be it. My uniqueness is who I am.
Nigdaw Jan 2023
to be like us
stamped on, tortured, beaten to dust

a jealous rage that yells
at the gates of perceived equality

you want our world
then have it

you were beautiful
unique
mysterious

so welcome
now you're not
Amanda Kay Burke Jun 2022
I am a little bit different
Do things my own way
I would rather be weird than boring
Don't care what others may say
I will always stay true to myself
Rama Krsna May 2022
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something to be said
for being one of a kind,
after all
two moons in the night sky
seem far less appealing
🌕🌕🌕🌕🌕🌕🌕🌕🌕🌕

© 2022
nick armbrister May 2022
Pure Art
Combine the 2 of them and anything is possible
The intent of 1 and the capabilities of 1
Together in 1 person both are exemplary
With the abilities to have a new mind
Along with unique artistic talent
Now anything is possible
See what they create
With their muse
Pure art
Persephone Mar 2022
To love and to be loved are two of the most wonderful and indescribable feelings on this earth.

So how can we ever attempt to define something so beautiful, that not even poets can put into words?
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