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Crowned In Light

Have you ever been told that you couldn’t rise again after facing hardship? This poem is a declaration of resilience, showing that no matter how deep the darkness, we have the power to shine. It’s about reclaiming your strength, even when others try to diminish it.


My heart is full of love and care,
You can try, but you won’t bring despair.
I shine, still, the brightest flame—
Your darkness can’t touch what you can’t tame.

You wrapped me in shadows, tried to pull me under,
But I’ve made friends with my storms, my thunder.
Every scar, every tear—I’ve seen it through,
And found the strength to rise anew.

You can’t take my voice, can’t dim my light;
I was born to return to what’s right.
Even as I fell, I wore my pain,
And with every fall, I rose again.

I know my shadow, I know my past,
But love and glory are mine at last.
No matter how hard you push me down,
I always rise—with a bigger crown.



So, how does it feel when you refuse to be broken? When you rise stronger after every fall, holding your truth high? Have you experienced that power—of overcoming, of shining even brighter after the storm? How do you reclaim your crown when others try to take it?

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