#willtowin #winnerwinner #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers #memoir #memoirs #poetrybook #poetrybooks #empowered #empoweredempath #icandoit #icandothis #resilient #poemsdaily #poemsofig #poemoftheday #poemofinstagram, "TIRED" - This is a reading of a poem from my new memoir "Will To Win." (TCOs 1, 2) Determine whether the following passage is an argument. Im spelling words with pills, When I ask Paolo how to draw the line between I wrote this poem to reflect on my quest to master patience and describe the difficulty of the task. Copyright 1994 by the Estate of Langston Hughes. I focus on those parts of my journey without shame or judgment because I want to give readers something to identify with and a place to feel safe. Or that little girl whose classmates loved to harass? My dad died, affiliations crumbled and several of my worst fears came true. Want more powerful and important reads about depression? Taken in front of my high school and featuring my neighborhood's freeway, it's a reminder to push through even when your path includes losing focus on unexpected routes and delays. When it was all overAnd the lid shut on his headand the organ had done played and the last prayers been said and six pallbearersCarried him out for deadAnd off down Lenox AvenueThat long black hearse done sped,The street light At his cornerShined just like a tear That boy that they was mournin'Was so dear, so dearTo them folks that brought the flowers,To that girl who paid the preacher manIt was all their tears that madeThat poor boy'sFuneral grand. I'm not looking for a handout Need to get back to brother Malcolm, Huey P., Dr. King, Cesar Chavez, Thought the battle was won cause we could drink from the same fountain, But thats far from the equality that I am shoutin, Im talkin the browning of the whole United States Nation, Im talkin bout takin my brother and putting him on a T.V. I often highlight my struggles because I had to endure them in silence for so long. I know where I come from, where I've been and where I'm going. Slowly she walks forward and takes my hand. As those words leave your lips and reach my ears, I will smile through the tears. Lessons to be learned and wisdom, patience and strength to be acquired and shared. Forty-one bullets rang out and nobody seemed to care, That a man is shot forty-one times and there is no repercussion to be seen anywhere, And a symbol of hate flies high above the capital of one of the states, And I get stared at when I go out on an so called interracial date, Ill see you during the second movement, cause there will be a sequel, So if you are blind, Im-a let you be blind, Spoken contradictions, societal persecutions, We did not realize the long term back lashin, And yet we have the wrong mental contemplation, Catz steady smokin up crack and shootin. Course Hero is not sponsored or endorsed by any college or university. As high as the mountains, as high as the stars. @writtenbywill Will Reyes Broken Wing Instagram profile, stories Poems are the property of their respective owners. My delusions collapsing as reality unleashed a barrage of harsh but necessary lessons. You can buy a physical or e-book via the link in my bio. all hell quietly commit to is that isnt funny., A post shared by ATTICUS (@atticuspoetry). I had to accept responsibility for my own role in my life and finally start to hold myself accountable. You pushed her so hard, though she can't, till she fell and broke her wings. With bloodshot eyes, I turn to see you with someone that could've potentially been me. WE ARE(Lyrics and poems)composed and createdBy: REYESWe AreWe are the wretched of the Earth, We are spics, niggers, wetbacks, beaners and pork chops, Culture creators cut across communal skies, We are community builders stopping gentrification, Bastardly speaking forgotten in a new land and ancient land, We are Irish, German, Arab, Jewish, Muslim, We the Brown Berets and the Chicano movement, We are Venezuelan and the Bolivarian Revolution, We are Zocalo and Batey Urbano in Chicago. They are my lullaby as they tuck me in and say goodnight. My time has always been filled with trauma, timidity and tension. 28 years in prison as a Puerto Rican Political Prisoner. A master saboteur for your own future? Will Reyes | Mental Health Poetry | Broken Wing he/him. We all deserve peace and calm, we'll just have to work hard to achieve and maintain it. The "DETOUR" bookmark was photographed and designed by @retOne . My escape to freedom denied Long before tears of blood that rained down by a Spanish cross, A land that we the Olmec, Mayan, Zapotec, Toltec, Mixtecs, Before murdered Africans, thrown into the deep dark sea, Before those that escaped to maroons communities of resistance, Long before stolen gold, stolen land, people and labor, Long before Hidalgos bell ringing for independence. With every heart beat without you in my arms brings pain. the room in a smudged As I learn from you, I guess you learn from me although you're olderand white and somewhat more free. #writtenbywill #willtowin #depressionquoutes #depressionposts #depressionpoems #relationshipstruggles #relationshipsbelike #toxicrelationships #toxicrelationship #imtired #tiredoftrying #tiredofthebullshit #tiredaf, WILL REYES - I've struggled to understand myself my whole life. One sister CeCe, three brothers, big Al, Steve and Gabriel, starting to see things I could not explain. Do NOT submit poems here, instead go to the. According to Dr. Deci, from the perspective of self-determination theory, what is the impact of feedback on motivation? They wipe my tears away and soothe my heart ache. Who was it sentThat wreath of flowers? #urgency #depressionquoutes #depressionawareness #poetryislife #poetryislove #poetryisart #memoir #memoirs #mentalhealthmatters #mentalhealthblogger #willtowin #writtenbywill #growthquotes, CLARITY - My latest post is about the elusive thing we call "Clarity." Long before four families to a one room studio apartment, Long before streets paved with gold with climates that are cold, Long before they are taking American jobs, Before Delores Huerta, Cesar Chaves, Rudy Lozano, Alejandro Molina, Emma, Before the Brown Berets, and the Chicano Movement, Before Si Se Puede before Chicano power, you need papers to get papers of course, Of course what I was thinking, I have no. (Dont) Call Me Crazy: 33 Voices Start The Conversation About Mental Health, This Might Not Make Sense Now, But Dont Worry, It Will, May 2023 Horoscopes and Book Recommendations, Expand Your Bookshelf With These 8 Interstellar Books Like The Expanse, The Best Sci-Fi Spaceships from Across the Galaxies. I wrote a poem called "Rush" in my new memoir "Will To Win" to describe my own struggles with rushing things. I am the only colored student in my class. Broken Wing By: Will Reyes The Poem The Poem I feel like a bird with a broken wing Damaged by all the bad I've seen I want to fly away with you and feel new things But I get frustrated I can't yet, so I let off steam Sometimes I feel trapped, up on a beam High above a crowded more Prezi 11k followers More information sheen, a foggy-eyed glow. each bouncing off my window. The book is a story of perseverance and triumph, told through the lens of mental health struggles and more. I may look able-bodied and healthy on the surface, but I live with a litany of mental, emotional and physical ailments. of regrets come and find me empty. Luring me in to your flames. The rain drums down like red ants, I cannot imagine your pain or dismay, but I pray that your incentive is to live for today. They are my lullaby as they tuck me in and say goodnight. And let that page come out of youThen, it will be true. When looked upon by a pair of eyes. If youre one of them or suspect someone you love may be, seek help from someone you trust. that strangling "Will To Win" by Will Reyes is available now as an ebook ($9.99) and signed paperback ($35+$5 shipping) via the link in my bio. Breathing gets harder and I began to shake. Reprinted by permission of Harold Ober Associates Incorporated. Or alive and well? faith, religion. It was part of. A melody only meant for my ears, just those three words are my song. Burning my skin everywhere there is contact. Included are full poems, video performances, poets who are making a name for themselves, and much more. Eyes lost, full of pain and misused love. (I mean I try to wait for dark) I'm deeply emotional and I've suffered a lot because of my inability to control my reactions. 288 posts. low-growling at the mailman. Insurance man, he did not payHis insurance lapsed the other dayYet they got a satin boxfor his head to lay. Will we be destroyed in the end? Working hard on yourself and growing for personal development is the best kind of foundational love. Tears for Cuba, Venezuela, Brazil, and Chiapas, And do not budge from what is just, right and equal, And tears for you Lolita tears for you strength, endurance, and constant resistance, Tears for the times they tried to break you, Standing like a mountain against a hurricanes attack, Tears for the times you could not feel the warmth of the sun, Tears for all those time you wanted to cry but could not would not, Tears of sadness and tears of joy because our freedom will come, got young livin dead blastin with no hope, and so I am left a man colonized with no name, very apparent by my white skin and the green, but how can you swallow if you cant even chew, I question our very existence, what does it all mean, walking life with no legs on a wobbly high beam, pain agony, hate, venom and rage is all that exists, or you will be swept away by the wrong team, the evil games corporations and governments play, in these times you can be killed by what you say, but if left unsaid I would rather be dead, this system depending on us to commit crime, to kill each other so our population may decline, internal anger directed towards you and me, Stolen away from their children and families, Of what they believe to be a parasitic problem, As she, they, we, clean in their kitchens, their airports, Their homes, their restaurants, their streets, their churches, like Huitzilopochtli consumed his brothers and sisters, She the daughter in school paying full tuition, She the women selling tamales, mango, sandia, Let me tell you a story of a people long ago, It has been passed from my ancestors from theirs and so on and so on, In the echo of a whisper a history managed to blow through, It hit my ear opened my eyes, made my mouth speak and my nostrils flair, Made me breathe so I can share with you tonight, on this holy land that the Illinois, Arawak, Algonquian, Blackfoot, Cree the. Mexicano, Puertoriqueno, Dominicano, Central Americano, We are despised, hated, loved, exoticised, Against the war in Afghanistan, in Iraq, in Palestine, Blacks for free our people from modern day slavery, We are Christ, Moses, and Quetzequatal and Tonantzin, Boricua, Mexicano Luchando Mano a Mano!, We are those who say live and help to live. Conceived by the earth, rain, wind and the fire of our origins. My mind has always felt like a chorus of self-critical chaos, a multitude of voices ready to pick me apart and fill my head with lies. 2. You can build everything best if you don't rush and fortify yourself first. "Tulips" by Sylvia Plath Its things wrapped inside of me, coiled like wire with the filament exposed Each physical copy of my new memoir comes with a free bookmark. (Lyrics and poems) composed and created By: REYES Apocalyptic Dream My thought patterns are mad versatile I was born a prophet prodigy child From the planet of many styles It was there that I experienced My epiphany, my awakening To the things unseen The Creator of all things Came to me in a dream Hit my soul with a heavenly beam Wondering what happened and where I am. Broken Wing- @writtenbywill - a poem about depression Far North 35 subscribers Subscribe 3 153 views 1 year ago This video was filmed as a school project, and inspired by a poem titled. I don't own this time lapse, but I made sure it was free to use.I love this poem so much, it's from Will Reyes's "Lost in Life's Ocean" poetry collection. Recovery and growth is hard and often disruptive and disheartening, but it's ultimately worth it. My new book is available as an EBook ($9.99) and a signed 6x9 paperback ($35, 344 pages) via the link in my bio.