Fight Like a Rebel

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We don’t always go looking for a fight
But when they come
We take up our boxing gloves
We fight our fears like rebels
We refuse its intimidations
We stamp our authority vehemently 
To reclaim our future, our dreams
To reclaim ourselves 

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It’s Time To Dream…

Let us,
Cast away that comfort blanket
Cast away our fears
Cast away the inundating inertia
Cast away the pain

Let us,
Step into our God given purpose
Step into our destinies
Step into our dreams and aspirations
Take a step of faith

Let us,
Embrace our inner selves
Embrace our uniqueness
Embrace our strengths
Embrace our inner zings

For,
It is time to Dream, to Desire and to Achieve.

Why,
Every idea, every project, every dream can be achieved.

Daily Prompt: Blanket

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There Is A Place…

There is a place away from the glaring eyes
There is a depth deeper than the earth’s core
There is a recess deep in the shadows of the mind
There you will discover who you are
There you will conquer your fears
There you will find yourself
And then… you won’t be defined by another human

Daily Prompt: Conquer

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Footsteps in the Dark

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The trees stood dead still and the dry yellow leaves rustled under her feet as she made her way through the path. The mourning of the wind haunted her as the evening sun bid farewell to the sky. Her heart pounded louder than the drums of a Zumba beat. The stillness and quietness of this path sent chillness to her bones. She increased her steps to move faster when…

Suddenly, she heard footsteps some distance behind her. She stopped and listened but heard nothing. It must be her fears toying with her imagination. She carried on and there again, she heard the same steps. Her hairs froze with fright. “Who’s there?”, she called out with a quavering voice but the only response she got was the howlings of the wind.

Adrenaline pumping through her veins, she sped off running as fast as her legs could carry her. She almost was certain she was been chased after as the rustles of the leaves behind her increased as well. Tears streamed down her face and dreadful thoughts coursed through her thoughts. All she could mutter underneath her breath was, “Please don’t hurt me! Please don’t hurt me”… (To be continued).

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Next: Footsteps in the Dark #2

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