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Till the day man goes to his eternal home,
Up and down this world he continues to roam
Frozen by the cold rain in the night
And warmed in a sunny day
Till the day air can no more seesaw in and out his lungs
He remains in the battlefield to make a way
A path his successors should find easier than he had
The bruises of a pathmaker must he incur because of a desirable future for his descendants he fights to secure

For the visionary man knows that
To make a better tomorrow
He must live like today is a borrow
A stuff not t spend on luxuries but to be invested in order to look back at and use as the foundation of his success storeys

Let the torn have her pound of flesh
Let the stones have their own next
As far as the skin is not taken away
The scars will only be the witness of the way

On and on he moves the success road till he sees that something improves

If our father's had remained in Babel till our days
The rest of the world would have been left a thick forest
A place crying to be discovered
So as life remains in the body of man
The task of getting the day's job done must he man
And that remains the plan
Actually wrote this some time ago but decided to unveil it now
Timmy Shanti Jun 2021
Tomorrow
I'm going to try again
Tomorrow
I will thrive
Even if today
It feels like
I'm the world's most broken,
Miserable man
I shall once more feel alive

Tomorrow
I will take the road
I have never taken before
And paint the world gold
And be afraid no more

Tomorrow
My dreams will come true
Tomorrow
I will rise and shine
Tomorrow
There will be no you
And the world will be mine
21 vi 21
Michael May 2021
I've sailed over the oceans,
under the storm clouds I've been.
To prevail should be your first intention.
Don't give up, but try it again.

The waves come and push you all over,
and there's nothing you can do but wait.
Time tells of false and true lovers.
Sometimes the hour is late.
SiouxF May 2021
Oh the seductiveness
Of that deep dark abyss
Keeps calling,
Saying my name,
Come hither,
You know you want it,
You know you love it.
NO!
I don’t love it
And I don’t want it.
I recognise it now for what it is.
My uncomfortable comfort zone.
It’s there to keep me playing small,
To hold me back,
To imprison me
With its sticky tentacles
Of negative thinking
And victim mentality.
Bit by bit,
Moment by moment,
Hour by hour,
Day by day,
I learn to do things differently,
To change a habit of a lifetime,
To feel joy,
To seek pleasure in what I do,
To see good in those around me,
Quite simply, to live.
But vigilance my friend,
For it will always be lurking in the shadows,
To catch you unawares.
When your mind starts to fog,
Loses clarity of thinking,
Your emotions start to boil over,
Stop. Pause. Breathe.
Move your body,
Dance to an upturn beat,
Sing choirs of angels,
Jump for joy.
Change the stagnant energy
To one of the highest vibration,
To one of love
For you
And all.
Mateah Apr 2021
"In order to achieve success, you need a little luck"

While true for some, I do believe
That as roots grow down, we grow up

Roots may not stick out
In the eye of the beholder,
But they allow the fruit to sprout
And make branches that stand shoulder to shoulder

Dig in deep where none can see
Your roots are what will reign you
And when you're finally a tree
Remember what sustains you

Success is not a four-leafed clover
Or three sevens in a row
It's digging over and over and over
Then refusing to let go

It's choosing soil and sticking to it
No matter what may come
It's built by sweat; it's built by grit...
And a healthy amount of sun
🌞︎
Mark Toney Apr 2021
sky is the limit
first historic flight on Mars
~ ingenuity




Mark Toney © 2021
04/19/2021 - Poetry form: Haiku - NASA's Mars helicopter Ingenuity successfully made the historic first controlled flight on another planet today, April 19, 2021, at 3:34 a.m. ET. - Mark Toney © 2021
God's word is not always clear
We may doubt or be confused
Strain our brains or miss the point
Yet the answer is often near

Ridiculous riddles baffle our minds
With complex teachings and words
We grasp for footholds in the text
Yet a persistent follower always finds...

Finds the will and is not deterred
That is a true follower of Christ
©️ 2021 Joshua Reece Wylie. All rights reserved.
Inspired by my faith in Jesus
SomaSonata Mar 2021
Some days
I like the way the world has changed
I want to kiss you and smile
And jump and shout
But my feet stay grounded
And the feelings won't pour out
Oceans no longer divide our hearts
I'd like to think we'd never cry apart
Moment's notice I'm running out
Birthdays on sunny Saturdays
Car keys
ID
Last rights
Secretive admirations and sweet nothings
Following the waves ashore to their destinations
One night
It's late and there's a light still on in a single room
From the break of dawn on into the afternoon
Prodigal sons and heavenly daughters
Carefree times to embrace the things that really matter
And then comes Sunday
Today
I hold my breath and wait
Will the love reciprocate?
Can the givers learn to take?
One day maybe I will finally understand
What it meant to take your hand
What you said, it lifted me
Sweet release, at last relief
Good night, goodbye
Sweet dreams
Last night I had this realization
Life's too short to live to hate
Tomorrow morning when I wake
I think I'll lay down some roots and be here to stay
And learn to live and laugh and enjoy myself
All this stinging pain has worn me out
As the blinding light gives way to night
Good night
City lights
Skylines
Headlines
Blessings all dressed up in disguise
Twist the truth but tell no lies
Good news these days is everywhere
Sometimes if you don't know where to look
It's hard to find but on the hook
Last gasp of breath but had a good time
Is what I'll say
Someday
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