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Mark Lecuona Mar 2015
I will live where I walk
Nothing to own except what I wear
Though I must offer some value
The world kills those who’s pockets are bare

I will sleep under the stars
They never ask who I am or make me pay
But the ground must swell over me
For the sky laughs at what shivers where they lay

I will care for my children
Without sitting high above lights that never sleep
The hand on the lever of society’s moral failings
Is no match for what a common man must keep

I will climb a mountain
Where temples stand hardened by destiny
For in the faces of holy denial
I will know the gulf between humility and celebrity

I will read the book again
And remove justification from my mind
I will not search to sanctify my glory
And in it I hope it is peace that I will find

I will walk to the rear
To honor those who know the pain of life
For in the days of my time
I have only witnessed but not felt true strife
TSK Mar 2015
They say the sea
is a place for freedom,
for the strong willed
and the liberal spirits.
They say the country
is a place for humility,
for the hard workers
and the level headed.
They say the forest
is a place for mystery,
for the subtle explorers
and the quietly brave.
But the sting of the salt,
the pull of the grass,
the shade of the trees,
they haunt me so:
for there is only one place
I could ever belong,
and those arms, that heart,
have long since departed.
                                                   tsk
Dr Zik Mar 2015
You are You!
Who am I?
You need not to reconsider
You need not to feel shyness
You need not to compromise
You need not to hesitate
You need not to make request
You need not to bother about
You need not to make a hurry
You need not to protest
You need not to wandering about
You need not to ashamed for
You need not to chase about
You need not to lurk around
You need not to mad about
You need not to feel loneliness
You need not to be humble
All these things are for me
You need not to get rid of
Any thing!
Anyway!
For any one!
any time!
You are at the height!
Not in the depth!
Its all for me
I 'm humble and busy
With bow head I face you!
Only in want of you!
Amitav Radiance Mar 2015
An artist’s ego
Casts a shadow
On the beauty
Of art
Artist’s growth
Happens within
Not from
False sense of pride
It’s a process
Where
One evolves everyday
Stay humble
To appreciate
All works of art
With an open mind
Try to read art
Not from
Borrowed perspectives
But delve deeper
Into the world of art
It’s an endless journey
Creativity is eternal
Moment you stop
And find yourself
Obstructed by ego
To learn and participate
You have foregone
The chance
To become a true artist
Magnuda Feb 2015
Arrogance doesn't suit you, it dresses you like a fool.
Lesoulist Feb 2015
Stop pretending that anything was that easy
So easy that is not even close to easy at all..
Sometimes it keeps me wondering
How long it takes me to finish something
When other people were just saying like
"Oh, it just took me a while."
You know how bad it makes me feel?
Wondering if I'm just slow
Or those people got super powers??
And I ain't got any?! wt..
But let me say this..
People of this human world!!!
You have to be honest sometimes
That you have gone through a lot of things also
Till you end up to where you are now..
It's not gonna pull you down
Or will erase you from your hall of fame or something..
Instead it will inspire others so that they can also do the same things..
That it can be possible
And can be acquired!
Let's say, Yes, you are more talented than most of these people
But isn't it more good to help each other out?
Than just being there alone in the spotlight?
What you believe is true today
may be proven false tomorrow.

Accept such change as it happens.
Anna Jan 2015
I find myself drawn to
the dim magnetism of the fading stars,
the ones who try to hide their glow,
the ones who hate their dark pale --
I want to show them how bright they are,
I want to tell them they guide me
when I'm lost in my own dark evening,
I want to prove that you can't see
the beauty of a castle if
you're looking out
its window.
ks
T R Jan 2015
Take off your polished handmade Italian shoes
Yes, take them off, right here in the street
Peel off those thin black dress socks

Walk into the cheap barber shop
And tell the barber to shave your head
That full head of thick corporate hair

Now walk barefoot and bald in your $3000 pinstriped business suit
and your silk tie and cufflinks and starched white shirt

Walk barefoot though the financial district
Everyone will stare
Your colleagues and friends and competitors will laugh
As dust collects on your smooth clean white soles

Destroy your privilege
Cut ties
Burn your bridges

Barefoot bald and humiliated
You can start again
Luis Ramos Dec 2014
Would it take a lifetime of waiting,
to reconcile the aching heart?
What heals the soul that's breaking,
when it feels an ardent ire?

Who gives your heart some protection,
when you’ve dealt with bitter rejection?

For, what light can be seen
if you are alone at night?
Whose love can you feel
when you remain apart?

Who will answer these questions?
Who will you ask for directions?

Know you've been destined to find out,
with knees bent and recalling your debt,
that there's no room for any of your doubts,
for peace remains...only when hope is there.
Some pains may seem too deep to handle. This is not meant to be a religious piece at all, I have simply found what's worked for me to rise above the pain and remember my own personal worth
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