Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Reflecting on the past is hard for me,
I don't really think I made it that far
I think I did pretty great with the task of being a better me,
But you miss the lust of years ago, don't say you don't.
Rather than being a boisterous beast.

You're only statistically better than you used to be.
I'm proud to be leaving behind the old me, though it does claw at me to leave behind a wild life.
People who claim they're evil are usually no worse than the rest of us. But it's those who claim to be good that can be the most deceiving and cunning.

Their acts of kindness and generosity, a veil they wear, Concealing the shadows lurking beneath, their true intentions unfair.

For in their hearts lies a darkness, carefully concealed, Hidden behind a mask of virtue, their true selves unrevealed.

They manipulate and deceive, with a smile upon their face, Using their supposed goodness, to take advantage and embrace.

@nolongerumano
Sam S Jan 27
There are no good or bad,
Only what is,
And what will be.
Each moment unfolds
A lesson, quietly.

No right, no wrong,
No black, no white,
Only the steady rhythm
Of shadows and light.

What is, must be,
And what will be, is done—
Not to punish, nor to praise,
But to teach, to become.

So let the lessons rise
Like waves on the sea.
There are no good or bad—
Only what is, and what will be.
Good Morning,
🌞 Sunshine 🌞
the world says hello to you,
As the Morning birds sing,
and the grass is covered
with Morning dew,
You Shine so Brightly
through Clouds and
the skies of blue,
It's turning out to be a
marvelous day,
There's plenty for me to do,
As I am on my merry way,
I can't help but to notice,
How this day is giving such
a beautiful view,
I Thank God for the
🌞 Sunshine 🌞
It gives us such a Delight!!!
To Light our way through
the darkness, and to
Reveal a Beautiful Sight!!!


B.R.
Date: 1/24/2025
Us
Our spirit’s were created Good and Holy because God who created them is Good and Holy.
Your soul is a collection of character attributes which you picked up along the way of living.
—Timothy Charles Carter
The day’s last light fades into the hush,
Evening’s arrival with a gentle rush.
In the glow of dusk, I find my seat,
Basking in the night, sacred and sweet.

Stars awaken as the sky turns deep blue,
A celestial canvas, each night anew.
The world slows down, and in this space,
I find solace in the night’s gentle grace.

So let the evening come, let the stars shine,
In this sacred moment, I and the divine intertwines.
With a grateful heart, I embrace the night,
In its tranquil presence, everything feels right.
When all is silent, a sacred peace ensues.
maybe good people do exist –
maybe we fail to see the good in people
maybe we fail to see the good in ourselves.
Ylzm Jan 11
Light cannot and does not know who lit it or snuffed it out
Neither does it know if its light was used for good or evil
For shameless evil is more believed when seen by the blind
Whereas good hide in dark searched for by the sighted
No glory to be lit or snuffed, foolish to boast or despair
But in peace assured: grace suffices whether you burn or not
And there's no dark in good, and light's to judge the blind
Next page