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| Each word born of thought, yet bound by rhyme, Not by choice, but guided by a passion’s flow, I trace the world in verse, through lines you’ll know. I do not linger on the "what-ifs" or the "why," I watch, I listen, and in silence, I describe The quiet ache that hides behind your smile, The tears you hold within, though for a while. My words, though soft, unravel what you keep, A truth you feel, but rarely dare to speak. And in these lines, perhaps you’ll see the way I understand the things you cannot say. To my dear friend R.G jr -AnnaRosa |
| A poem I wrote to my family on New Year’s Day Happy New Year To all my loved ones, big and small, Another year is upon us all. Though we’ve seen it all, we stand tall, Grateful for the strength we’ve found in it all. The Coronado crew, a unit so strong, Together we’ve made it, where we belong. Bulletproof we stand, through thick and thin, Blessed to see another year begin. A year of change, growth, and wisdom, too, May God bless you all in all that you do. With love, with health, above all else, I’m thankful for you, and for ourselves. Love, AnnaRosa |
| Through Silent Love It’s clear, my brother— you hold me in despair, Though all I’ve done was born from love and care. Yet why you turn, in silence, cold and near, A mystery that burdens me, unclear. I’ll love you still, no matter how it seems— A love that’s hidden, bound by quiet dreams. My deeds remain untouched, unspoken, whole; For they are mine, untold, within my soul. I ask no praise, no right to claim the light. I’ll not oppose, nor challenge what is right; For He alone, who sees both great and small, Knows the truth of what is done, and all. I know not why such hate is turned my way, When all I’ve given is the light of day. Though little I possess, I’ll always stay— A sister’s heart, unbroken, come what may. Call upon me when you’re lost or in need, For what I offer is a timeless deed. No greater bond exists that can exceed The love I bear, the truth that may heed. -AnnaRosa |
| "I’ve recently developed a deep passion for poetry, and though resources may be limited, I feel compelled to share my work with you all. I hope you enjoy this expression of art, as it means a great deal to me." Rhythm of the soul The beat that stirs me when I can’t sleep, A rhythm that lingers, relentless, deep. It pulses through my mind, a steady fire, A spark that fuels my every desire. Each word I write, each line I craft, Unveils a world where dreams can last. My passion flows, both fierce and true, A melody that guides me through. In every verse, I find my flight, A song that turns the dark to light. It’s more than music; it’s my voice, A declaration, a choice to rejoice. The rhythm carries me along, A pulse that strengthens, makes me strong. Through every note, I shape my fate, A song of hope that resonates. -AnnaRosa |
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| Pieces of Grace I craft, I shape, I build, I break, Words I weave for others' sake. Through mazes, puzzles, twists, and turn, Each phrase a spark, each line that burns. A jigsaw of thought, a careful art, To heal, to soothe, to touch the heart. I mold the pieces, seek the key, To craft a moment, wild and free. A perfect piece of joy and light, To brighten someone’s day, ignite A spark of hope, a breath of grace— In every word, a warm embrace. -AnnaRosa |
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| As I embark on this journey of writing, I want to express my deepest gratitude to everyone who has taken the time to review my collection. Your support means the world to me, and it encourages me to continue pursuing my dream of sharing poetry that inspires and uplifts. Though I'm still learning the ropes of technology, my passion for writing and creating meaningful work continues to grow. I dream of one day publishing a book filled with poetry that speaks to the heart, and with your encouragement, I’m one step closer to that goal. Thank you for being a part of this journey. Your feedback and kindness inspire me every day. -AnnaRosa |
| Am I a writer in the shadow’s? With words I long to share, A hope to touch the hearts of others, In ways few dare to care. Though funds may be scarce, And doubts may fill the air, My voice, though soft, will find its way, For in these words, I’m rare. Each line a spark, each thought a flame, I rise, I write, and claim my name. In shadows deep, I’ll still be seen, A writer’s soul, a dream serene. -AnnaRosa |
| Each dawn unveils a breath of grace, A stretch to start the day’s embrace. We rise with ease, no thought, no strain, Oblivious to what others gain. For some, this gift is but a dream, A fleeting hope, a distant gleam. The path they walk is hard and long, Yet still they rise, both weak and strong. Independence, to us, feels near, A treasure we may hold too dear. But to others, it's a constant fight, A battle for both day and night. So let us treasure what we own, And lift the hearts that feel alone. In every step, in every stride, There’s strength to share, with love as guide. -AnnaRosa |
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