Tag: poem
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Crossroads
CrossroadConfusionContemplatingGiving up, but…Where is strengthBuilt without tests?Without discomfortWhat meaning has growth?How can one achieve fameWithout faith in one’s abilities?And hold unto it longer without humility?What is success without respect, without wealth?What is evolution without motion, without shattered limits?Where is the fun in an adventure without uncertainties and fears?
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Phases and messages
These past few days have been toughWhat looked like a short cloudy weatherHas stretched into days without sunshineAnd though the day has lost its brightnessThe dark moments have revealed more thingsThan daylightEach phase of life is a messageHow sad we bypass so many without decodingHow tougher and wiser we’ll get if we knew their essenceThough…
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One of those days
It’s one of those daysThat nothing happensYou just sit and stare at the ceilingThe window, floor, or some passerbyMind drifting to an incident in the pastLike some busy bus suddenly out of useYou relish the past and the companyAnd your usefulness that was once a source of prideSeems some things are destined to be brokenNever…
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A floating ball
A floating ball, roamingCombing spaceA lone habitable bubble, moaningDrifting in a hazeA particleIn a vast expansion of heat and iceTeaming up in hasteTurningSearchingWith a giant searchlightReaching far into spaceBeckoning us to look beyondOur little livesAnd reach for worlds unheard ofPromises of pleasures undiscovered https://wp.me/p4GQQl-BNp
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Maturity and silence
In its youth, a river is violentIt rushes, forwardSometimes destroying many good things In its pathWith time, it maturesExpands, and moves slowly, quietlyThoughtfully, towards a precise destinationAn unlimited sea https://wp.me/paf3ao-kRE
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Good things take time
I used to force many thingsTo fit where they did not belongBroke many precious items in the processPride, dignity, self-respectTo fill an empty stomachTo fill an empty holeThe things hunger can push one to doThe things loneliness can force one to accommodateNow, I give up tryingI allow many things to take their natural courseMaturity cannot…
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No filters
Each time I’m woundedThere has always been a tendencyTo shut myself inBut a covered plantCannot blossomEven if it doesWhat healthy growth could that be?That’s why I keep shining, I keep smilingEven when it’s difficult dilating my lipsThat’s why I keep doing goodEven when I’m paid ingratitude in returnSee the many things I would have missedHad…
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Ask me where I want to go
Ask me where I want to goI’ll finish telling you before you’re done askingAsk what I’m doing to get thereAnd I’ll sigh, my head bowedAnd my unspoken response?DistractionsSome I createBut the majority come by themselvesFrom God knows whereSome are good after a hard day’s workBut on days my engine is coldAnd refusing to startWhile miles…
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Rich, rare
Patience is what makes a seed growPatience is withinThe French say,God’s middle nameIs TimeAnd one day time will sow youIn some abandoned placeWhere you will be trampled underfootForgottenBut that is how you multiplyYou’ll not stay downBelow the soil is not your placeYou shall germinateYou shall riseAbove every obstacleYour genes are not the type that succumbTo…
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wet wood
Wood refuses to catch fireIt’s wetBeen raining these past few daysDrying up will take some timeBut the sun will surely comeWill surely shineWood and fire will embrace once moreIn crackling laughter Without warningThe promising tree is chopped downTo begin from scratch, begin from the bottomBut like it’s done beforeWith little drops of waterWind and sunshineGreen…
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