Tag: STORY
-
What You Carry Can Make You a Target | Spoken Word by walking shadow poetry.
They say,“Stay in your lane,”“Don’t dream too big,”“Be humble, don’t shine too bright.”But what they really mean is this:Don’t make them uncomfortable. See, when you carry something rare,when your hands hold gold,when your mind births ideasthat the world has never told,you don’t just walk unseen.Instead, you become a target. Think about the creative; the one…
-
Winning the Battle Within Spoken Word by walking shadow.
Before you fight the world,before you chase the crown,before you point fingers,telling the world, it’s holding you down…Fight yourself first. Fight the fear that keeps you stuck,the voice that whispers, “You’re not enough.”The one that tells you, “Stay in your lane,”when deep down, you were built to reign. See, fearit’s a cage with an open…
-
Grown, But Not Growing Spoken word by walking shadow.
They say age is just a number,but I’ve seen toddlers in grown-up bodies,throwing tantrums in suits and heels,demanding respect they never give. I’ve seen old souls in young frames,silent in a room full of noise,watching, understanding, choosing peace,while those twice their age are out herefighting battles that ain’t even worth it. Maturity,it’s not the candles…
-
A Faithful Man, A Rare Breed by walking shadow poetry.
They say, all men cheat.Like it’s written in stone, like it’s a fact of life,Like loyalty is a language they just can’t speak. But pause. Breathe. Think.Is faithfulness a myth, or is it a choice?Because I’ve seen men stand firm when temptation whispers,I’ve seen men walk away when the easy road called.I’ve seen men love…
-
From Stumbles to Strength by walking shadow poetry.
The mistakes I made?They weren’t just scars;They were lessons written in ink too deep to erase.In fact, they were chapters in a book I once wished to burn.But now, when I look back,I realize they were never meant to be erased. I thought I had to be perfect.I believed every step needed to be calculated.Every…
-
Love Me, Then Leave Me by walking shadow poetry.
It started like a dream,Like poetry wrapped in silk,Like a love song played on repeat,Like a fairytale where I was finally the main character. They called me perfect before they knew my flaws,Made promises before they knew my past,Built castles in the sky before we had a foundation on the ground. And I?I believed it.…
-
Lessons Without Scars by walkingshadowpoetry.
I used to believe that experience was the best teacher.That you had to feel the fire before you could understand the burn,Walk through storms in order to appreciate the sun,And lose yourself just to know the pain of finding your way back. But over time, life has a way of proving you wrong.Some lessons don’t…
-
Spoken Word: Ghosting, the Silent Exit by walking shadow poetry.
Ghosting…It’s like a quiet storm,A sudden shift, no warning, no form.You’re left hanging, with your heart in distress,Wondering what happened was it all a mess? At first, they vanish, like smoke in the air,You reach out, but they’re never there.Now, you’re stuck with silence, filled with doubt,Wondering if you were the one they’d cast out.…
-
Spoken Word: “Breaking the Walls” by walking shadow poetry
We all hide behind walls we’ve built so tall,Afraid of what’s inside, afraid of the fall.We think that if we keep everyone far away,It’ll protect us, but we’re only pushing them away. These defenses we put up, they never heal,They just make the hurt harder to deal.We smile, pretend, say we’re fine,But inside, it’s like…