Tag: Poetry
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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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Bigger picture
I realized life is lived in fragmentsYou start something you like doingYou have no idea where it will leadBut you stick to it, day in day outGiving up along the linesWill deprive you the privilege Of seeing the bigger beautiful pictureOf how the little details came together Likewise you make new friendsFriends you may not…
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You’ll go mad
They say if you read too muchYou’ll go madOf courseIf you drink too muchYou’ll be drunkButDepends on what you’re drinkingAnd what’s fueling the thirstCould be waterFueled by a good workoutIn which caseDrinking is good for healthLike good books to the mindDrink too much practical, useful knowledgeGet drunk with wisdomGet drunk with passionTo see your dreams…
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Under a mango tree
A street hawkerA young boyHe’s sitting under the shadeOf a mango treeHis feet, white with dustFrom wandering in the scotchy sunHis throat, parchedHe looks like he’s on the brinkOf giving upPerhaps one of those boysFrom the northIn the south, in searchOf a better lifeBetter livingWhatever might have pushed him hereIs causing him to now reconsiderHow…
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Beautiful finish
Smart startBeautiful finish Many startFew finish Beautiful placesUgly routesUgly race One successMany failuresMany setbacksMany despair Awake, dreamPlan, execute Brighter daysLay ahead https://wp.me/p4GQQl-C69
Diary of a Wanderer 