And Still I Rise

And Still I Rise


I’ve walked through shadows, deep and long,
With weary steps, my heart so strong.
The path was hard, the road so steep,
But still, I rise, though I may weep.


They whispered doubts, they cast their stones,
Told me my worth was less than bones.
But I held fast, my spirit bright,
For I knew, within, I held the light.


I stood through storms, and faced the rain,
With every tear, I felt the pain.
Yet in my chest, a fire burned,
A strength within that I had earned.


I’ve known the weight of every scar,
The broken pieces from afar.
But still, I rise, despite the fall,
With every breath, I stand up tall.


They tried to shackle me in chains,
To silence voices, to break my reign.
But I broke free with wings of fire,
And soared above, higher and higher.


I’ve seen the world through twisted eyes,
Where hope was lost beneath the skies.
But even then, I found my way,
And turned the night into the day.


The chains they placed upon my soul,
Could never bind me, take control.
For I am stronger than the weight,
Of every word, of every hate.


I walked through deserts, barren, dry,
Where dreams were buried, hopes would die.
Yet with each step, I planted seeds,
And rose above my deepest needs.


They tried to drown me in their lies,
To hold me down beneath their sighs.
But still, I rose, with strength untamed,
For I am power, unashamed.


I’ve crossed the rivers, cold and wide,
With nothing more than hope as guide.
The currents tried to drag me down,
But I stood firm, I took the crown.


For in my heart, I knew the truth,
That every battle, every youth,
Had forged me into something bold,
A warrior, strong, a heart of gold.


They said I’d break, they said I’d fall,
But I rose higher, standing tall.
With every struggle, every fight,
I found my wings, I took my flight.


And still I rise, despite the storms,
Despite the cold, despite the norms.
For in my soul, a fire burns,
And with each step, a lesson learned.


I rise from ashes, from the dust,
I rise from pain, I rise from trust.
For I am more than what they see,
I am the voice that sets me free.


I rise above the fear and shame,
I rise above the false acclaim.
For in my heart, I know my worth,
And I will rise, to prove my birth.


Through every trial, through every tear,
I rise with courage, strong and clear.
No longer bound, no longer weak,
For I am strong, and I will speak.


They cannot break me, try as they might,
For in my soul, I find the light.
I rise from darkness, to the dawn,
A warrior fierce, a soul reborn.


I rise for those who cannot speak,
For those who tremble, lost, and weak.
I rise for them, to show the way,
To light the path, to lead the day.


And still I rise, though they may try,
To silence me, to make me cry.
For I am more than what they say,
I rise and rise, come what may.


No force can break me, no hand can bind,
For I am free, in heart and mind.
I rise to claim what’s mine to take,
A life of strength I will not fake.


And still I rise, though storms may roar,
Though oceans crash against the shore.
With every breath, with every fight,
I rise, I rise, into the light.


For I am not the one they’ve made,
I am the truth, the light, the blade.
And still I rise, with open eyes,
To claim my place beneath the skies.


With every step, with every stride,
I rise, I rise, no place to hide.
For I am strength, I am the flame,
And still I rise, to stake my claim.


So let the winds howl, let them scream,
For I will rise, and chase my dream.
No chains can hold me, no walls can stand,
For I will rise, and take my land.


I rise to love, I rise to fight,
I rise to honor what is right.
For in my heart, my soul, my mind,
I rise to leave the past behind.


And still I rise, a force untamed,
A soul unbroken, unashamed.
For I am me, and I will rise,
To claim my power, to touch the skies.



This poem reflects the themes of resilience, self-empowerment, and strength in the face of adversity, embodying the spirit of rising above challenges and embracing one’s inner power.


Resilience, strength, adversity, empowerment, rise, courage, overcoming challenges, inner power, determination, self-belief, perseverance.

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