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She was painted in a mural and
plastered on the wall
flowery dress and tied back hair
sitting there for all the world to see,
I saw the strokes the artist pulled
no punches missed no lines,
any other time she could have been
La Giaconda,
she could have been a queen,
but now up on the wall in the
living room for one and all the visitors
to see
she looked quite dull
to me.
Picture postcard,
faded face
in the
backyard,
is that
me?
I want to cry
when I make
a spellig
mistake.
How I loved your mouth
the way your words belled forth
rang in soothing song
your lips and all the rest
days of coming home
in meadows or prairie suns
by love's fiery field
how we were
consumed
You choose your path,
And when in wrath,
You choose how to react,
With people,you choose how to act,
When wrong,you choose to either accept or deny,
But the laws of nature;you can't defy
When you're wrong,you're wrong.
You can't run away from the consequences like you can from a ball when playing ping pong.
Life is a series of choices and results.
The wind is blowing tirelessly,
Delicate flowers are falling,
Branches are all shaking vigorously,
And I learn something from them,
No matter how hard the wind may blow,
They only move,
They don't change their shapes and colours,
The flowers may fall but at some point they allow the same wind to blow them into the sky and make them fly.
So I learn that hard situations shouldn't change who we are,
We only need to adjust our attitudes,
Struggles are there to make you a victor,
Like the flower being made to fly by what brought it down,
You let your struggles elevate you.
Let's not undermine the power of the tongue,
From it,the mind pours either negativity or positivity,
And those bring effects.
What we say doesn't only affect us,
It also affects the listeners,even unknowingly,
Let's sieve our words before we let them out,
Taste them before we spit them
Let your words heal not break.
Is when you realize someone has been a big part of your life but you can't be with them anymore so you hand them over to history,
And move on to your destiny without a piece of them.
Comparing yourself to others,
Seriously robs you of joy,
Accept your life as it is,
Love what you own,
There's no satisfaction in comparison,
You'll always think you're not good enough,
Compete with yourself,
Compare yourself with who you were yesterday,
Live in your life,
Be happy,be content and make improvements day by day.
If all wishes came true,
The world would be
Really   messy.
Just thought of this coz sometimes,our wishes are just so random and out of place,like when really upset or too excited
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