In the dawn’s early light, we recall,
Anzac’s standing so brave, one and all.
Their courage and might,
In the midst of the fight,
In our hearts, their memory won’t fall.
Tag: Poem
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The world is shrouded by uncertainty’s veil,
The path forward concealed, obscured by doubt’s dark gale,
I stand uncertain and lost, completely alone,
The flames of hope unlit, I face the great unknown.
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Yet in the heart of chaos and despair,
A flicker kindles in the air,
A voice from within urges me to take that leap,
Through life’s tempestuous sea, I slowly creep.
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In life’s foreboding road, I make my tread,
Through trials and tribulations that have spread,
The tiny ember sparks hope within my chest,
I’ll heed this test.
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Courage is born from each uncertain stride,
In the midst of this storm I will not hide,
Life’s tumultuous sea, I’ll boldly wade,
In taking just one step my path is made!
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Sydney’s beauty hides,
Untapped gems in city’s heart,
Nature and man’s art.
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The beginning marked by a spark of divine grace,
In the canvas of cosmos, life found its place.
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Emerald forests burst and sapphire rivers flow,
A world full of wonder to grow.
Creatures in harmony born to the land they call home,
With nature’s embrace, together they roam.
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Alas, mankind arrived with dreams and desire,
With knowledge and fire, reaching ever higher.
In their pursuit of progress, they stole and they took,
From earth’s fragile balance man relentlessly shook.
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A world marred by scars,
the once-vibrant now grey,
Life’s beauty tars,
Man’s choices lead the way.
In the name of progress,
We sought to build and create,
But in our quest for power,
We sealed our fate.
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All that remains is to reflect on what was once so bright,
A world forever changed, by man and their might.
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In my dark chamber, restless, I reside,
Self-doubt like a serpent, coils and hisses,
Its venomous thoughts, I cannot escape,
Within my mind, this deadly venom kisses.
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My thoughts are like tainted rivers,
They carry burdens of despair and sorrow,
A poison coursing through my soul,
I fear there’s no escape from this morose tomorrow.
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With quill in hand I pour my soul upon the page,
I lay bare the toxins that within me churn,
I seek to break this mental cage,
Perhaps, some solace I may discern.
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It’s football’s realm, where passions fiercely burn.
The pitch the stage for heroes’ grace.
The cheers of loyal fans we all discern.
Love from a young age, put in place.
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From striker’s skill to keeper’s valiant stand.
Each player strives, their chests aflame with fire.
With every pass they craft their team’s grand plan.
Dreams and hopes to inspire.
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The roar of crowds is like thunder in the night.
The field, more a battlefield, where ambition takes flight.
In this great game emotions intertwine.
A love for football, endless and divine!
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Through ups and downs we turn up to see,
Football’s unites you and me!
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In the realm of tasks, I find my place,
Within procrastination’s familiar embrace,
Motivation wanes, a flickering light,
As I dance with time, through day and night.
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I cut corners, seeking shortcuts near,
Avoiding effort, embracing fear,
But deep inside, a voice still cries,
To break these chains and reach the skies.
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Tomorrow’s promise, a siren’s call,
With each passing moment,
I may fall, In this battle with the self, I sway,
Hoping for a brighter, more determined day.
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Wallowing alone,
As if I’m abandoned trash.
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In the world of cells and of spreadsheets,
Where formulas dance to the beats,
I click and I drag,
My data’s in a bag,
Excel’s magic, my work’s always neat!
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In shadows deep, a trust was torn in twain,
A friend turned foe, a bitter, dark refrain,
Betrayed by one I thought was true and just,
In silence, lies and treachery did trust.
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But deeper wounds within, a different strife,
I let myself down, traded truth for life,
In shadows of my conscience, shame’s embrace,
For self-betrayal, I must seek a trace.
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A world awash with broken bonds and lies,
Humanity betrayed, we hear the cries,
In unity, we once had placed our dreams,
But now division tears apart our seams.
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A heart once open, now in pieces, lay,
Betrayed, deceived, in darkness I now sway,
In love and trust, I placed my faith and heart,
Now wounded, scarred, my world falls all apart.
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