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i do not know better than loving.
it is not something i choose to do, but simply
something i do.

loving is natural,
like a flower blossoming under the
sunlight
or the rain falling from the
sky on a storm,

when you love strong enough, life
finds its course.
and with love the flowers blossom
too
and with love the rain falls
graciously.

i do not know better than loving.
it is not something i can unlearn, but simply
something i was born knowing to do.

i do not know better than loving
because loving makes me better.

there is no better than loving.
The stars are watching us
for no reason, vibrating mystery
or nothing at all. What will
we do, in regards to this passage
of leftover life? Our heart in heat,
either flowing or clotting.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=338KIGdPB-E&t=12s
Hamna Jun 4
The elegance of an exquisite diamond,
Is priceless for the one who fathoms the price of the afterlife.
The ignorant will abandon everything except a thousand diamonds.
The wise will forsake everything except the dignified path of Allah.
Mark Wanless Mar 21
went to see a wise
man on the mountain saw a
poor man on the street
Isaac afunad Feb 22
Speechless he walks with no doubt
Strong as a beast
he tears his enemies
Wise as King Solomon
he mentors
FS-30 Feb 18
Being on your own
Those thoughts seem loud,
But sometimes the loneliest place
Is being in a crowd.
When you realize you’ll never seize the day,
Never have the right things to say,
Your judgments are always erroneous,
You’re not Hamlet, but Polonius.
When you know that even though all things end,
It doesn’t help your torments mend,
A dutiful advisor,
Who is none the wiser.
It must be so serene,
Never having thought you might have been-
“Neither a borrower nor lender be”;
I say, yet fear both apply to me.
“To thine own self be true”;
ah! I must have missed that cue-
And all do agree,
The plot does not demand my soliloquy.
Under all this weight so crushing,
How I wish I could feel nothing.
Of this at least I am certain:
My death will be veiled behind a curtain.
Hamlet is my favorite Shakespeare play, and I wanted to write from Polonius’POV
Naveen Malhotra Nov 2020
I am not wordly wise
I often pay a price
World values wordly wise
Rest are cut down to size
I am not worldly wise
I often pay a price
My conscience does analyse
Tells me only be wise
Even if you pay a price
O Lord make me wise
With capacity to pay every price
Till I die to rise
Johnson Oyeniran Oct 2020
Beneath the soothing suns feet
Where the border of heaven and earth kiss;
Encircled by the sons of El,
Dwelt our great ancestors,
Grooving to an
Ancient dance
Orchestrated by our grand director.

Peculiar attributes but identical in nature,
Complementary mates crowned to embody
His majesty's ordained purpose;
Real marriage.

Out from the gates of their innocence
Came forth an
Uncut black opal,
Dazzling above the
Filthy garments that we are.

But pityness overcame him
When he beheld
Our ill-fated doom,
For his advisor is justice.

So He descended to
Cement his undying will
By issuing out a certificate of
Divorce to sin and her spouse death;
Bringing their capital to his knees and
Printing a salvific
Covenant to taste our quill
Before this rarity takes leave
Empty handed.
Diobimma Oct 2020
Grandma insists the nation
Is without an eye so I'm wondering
Who leads her


She says we have all
We need for the big picture
but can't simply
Presitthensee

A proof that you're blind
is clearly the fact that
You can see

Diobimma
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