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Daily,
At the stroke of noon
We drift apart,
The will and the drive,
To avoid the intense heat
And glare of the sun;
You seek the cool shade
Of the trees
And I, the water
Of a lake.
Then,
Measured visually,
Three long strides
That erase fear, deprivation
And the end,
Separate us
That we two traverse
By the time
The sun leaves the sky.
Carl D'Souza Jul 2019
When it feels
like my mind
is falling apart,
do I need
rest and rejuvenation
meditation and
philosophy
to consolidate
my emotions and thoughts
and achieve peace of mind
and clarity of thinking
so I can be more effective
at striving
for joy and happiness?
Carl D'Souza Jul 2019
When striving
for joy and happiness
becomes fatigue with stress,
do I need
rest and rejuvenation?
Ameed Jan 2019
Hold your shattered pieces together,
Don’t let them go.
Don’t leave your mistakes behind; never forget them for they were there for a reason.
You must rise after every fall, just like a phoenix.
Dust yourself from the sadness and misery you put yourself in,
The fiery flames in your eyes should never dim despite the endless salty floods that strike them.
The confident smile you form should never relax or vanish.
You are strong; you will persist.
You are noticed; you shall resist.
Leave the ashes of the past behind; learn the lesson and just move on …
© 2019 Ameed Shehayeb All Rights Reserved
Abigail Hobbs Jun 2018
Let the soft waves
rock you to sleep
before they crash
Let the foam
wrap it's advice around you
(it sticks around for a while)
claw through the sand
when it's said and done
when you come to
scallop edged waves, you could watch them for hours
the salt cleanses, washes wounds clean
(it may take a while)
Are you there yet?
Are you aware yet?
Is your reflection as it was before?
How does this ripple effect you?
Salted air, open the eyes
Fill the lungs with newness
Let the sun dry you
Let the rays hug you
in your new beginnings.
6/4/18
Abigail Hobbs Apr 2018
And the crisp air
caressing her face
at the start of each new day
reminds her of the clean slate
she has
The fall begins,
the rejuvenation,
the fresh start.
11/15/17
Gabriel burnS Oct 2017
archangels banish the devil
in the depths of your heaven
like a non-violent exorcism
the likes of which I haven't witnessed
sentimental plague covers our
binary consciousnesses
until the veil burns off
and the ashes feed the land
till it softens
wiping clean the mourning
desiccating grief
from the haunting
worshipped debris
embedded rootless
to the thick of the longing
to the excised fat
of past-time reveries
yet the ivory towers
still stand bared
amidst newborn flowers
sparing no sand
from the hourglass
for an epitaph
for only tomorrows
carry redemption
promising blossoming
Harry Roberts Sep 2017
You can't see the light.
The candle in the dark,
Is lost to you.

No amount of love
Can conquer you.
I'm lost to you.

You lost yourself
And claw at my health.
I needed to regain a
Sense of self.

I needed to count
The love as true wealth.
And disregard all else.

Because without Family
Love or even yourself,
You are left with nothing else.

I count my blessings,
And with that
All else lessens.

Through trials and tests
This world is wrought
With lessons.
Sometimes you need time for you.
summer always feels the best
and it shares all humans
with no explanation.

summer holds innumerable quests
and they hold within them
lessons and learning.

summer can’t quite compare to winter
with devoid gales holding ransom
to the inside of an insulated wok.

summer isn’t an escape
from rough workloads and energy
spent from winning all that bread.

summer is a connection with self
that permeates all fibers
of the self and rejuvenates the soul.
Christian Bixler Mar 2017
petrichor
in spring the verdant tresses
waves under blossoms
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