#fulfilling
good to perceive a need - better to fulfill it with a deed
Mark Toney © 2023
May 15, 2023
May 15, 2023 at 12:30 PM UTC
WISDOM
You'd
experience
Obstruction in
fulfilling your
Dreams but
yet you'd
overcome them.
When
determination
and
focus worked
with wisdom achievement
established.
#c9_fm
Dec 28, 2020
Dec 28, 2020 at 4:51 AM UTC
Things that might be keeping me awake,
These tiring nights
Hypnotic dreams making connections,
Way beyond my comprehension.
Are they meant to keep you on your path?
Or grow out of it and fly above the clouds?
An illusion of control?
Or a way to fulfil your soul?
Perplexed at those vivid pictures,
Of places and people left behind
Maybe sometimes just stuck in your mind,
Turning me into a beast of burden.
Wake up from my somnambulism
To find me back in bed
With sunken eyes, holding my head
No meaning to this pretence.
A lullaby went wrong,
A state of trance
A voice inside my head,
Speaking to me like I still had a chance.
'I know you know your pain,
Here's a ticket to hop on that train
The path is treacherous with mist all around,
But have faith, you are heaven bound'
Till the morning comes and the sun is shining bright
Still tied up in my fictitious knots,
I wake up from the slumber
Realizing it's not up to me to join the dots.
Was never great at reading signs
Been living with these feelings somehow,
At the end of the tunnel, there's a light that shines
Time to face the music now.
Oct 21, 2020
Oct 21, 2020 at 3:37 AM UTC
Even if from a distance confined
Realisation of the greatest respect
By life’s volatility remaining aside
Still craving to protect
Understand for a fact
That even if a worst fortune
Prevented me to act
And accede to no more importune
Despite lying on the ground
No longer dwelling in the trails
Words unable be found
Prevented to share tales
Veiled in the dark of night
My gaze no longer hunts yours
Eyes not reacting to light
My affection still endures
Wind forever forsaking my lungs
Heart that have no more hours
The words shorten in our tongues
When I alone await in the tomb
For the cycle to be complete
Returning to the womb
Making this life obsolete
Still aspiring to be your knight
When life no longer allow
Quiet and resolute I will fight
To fulfil my silent vow
Hear my lonely plight
Angel in all your shine
Help me with my regard
Complete my vision
Always in her guard
Replace me in my mission
Oct 7, 2019
Oct 7, 2019 at 7:26 AM UTC
She doesn’t want to be loved, just wants to be felt.
She wants a full feeling, not something fulfilling
Jun 24, 2019
Jun 24, 2019 at 3:53 PM UTC
We must learn
to not love
in a way that
is fulfilling to us,
but in a way
that is fulfilling
to whom we love.
Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 12:17 PM UTC
Used to have nothing,
got into his hands the opportunity,
wanted it so desperately,
he also looked desperate.
Now why should only we fight?
Let the other side of your dream,
let it to move towards you as much as YOU move towards it. Both ways either cross or not. If not, well ... The end.
Jul 3, 2018
Jul 3, 2018 at 6:07 AM UTC
Few people know or believe that the Kingdom of God is like a wish fulfilling tree
that’s why it has been said ‘if you seek it first, all things will be added unto thee’.
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Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 10:03 PM UTC
I shall give you a voice
to bravely call out his name
when you see him.
I shall grant you the legs and feet
to run fast after him
when he doesn't hear you yet.
I shall present you with arms and hands
to hold him close
when he embraces you with his.
I shall bestow unto you the lungs
with all the air you need
when he kisses you as deep as the sea.
And the most of all,
I shall give you a lifetime
to do all of this wholeheartedly.
Oct 19, 2016
Oct 19, 2016 at 1:05 PM UTC
when we are young
we fill our days
with everything that comes along
seductive glances lead us on
pleasures delight our senses
we feel great and strong
then comes a time
when days are filled
with children family and work
with barbecues perfectly grilled
the same old jokes told for a rhyme
and little else
transition to our later years
fills days with memories of earlier ones
life’s frost has whitened our hair
we may start thinking how we were
when blood was fresh in our bones
when we faced our future with all trust no fears
by now we know what filling our days should hold
that our thinking may be clear and bold
provoking to the young and make them dare
think their own brilliant thoughts and be aware
that we have all the time the world can give
but none to spare
Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 6:31 PM UTC
*The fringes of fate frozen my fingers upon reaching you
………But destiny’s hands are within my grasp…
Then I used my mind’s free will to take hold of it and reach you
Together I’ve achieved fulfilling joy with you at my side
.....…towards a journey to Contentment’s path…
*
Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 12:58 AM UTC
when is it crossing the line?
when I am in front of it all
laid out on the table
seeking a potent euphoria
constantly wondering if I have done enough
but it is never fulfilling
on a search for a meaning in this mess
yet never finding one
there's always suspense
wondering if I am secure
the thrill is so intriguing
and too hard to give up
Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 3:53 PM UTC
In this desolate place of lovers lost
I can be the one who "isn't in need,"
When there is a "way to uncover"
The ones always on the silver screen.
I can be...
A person who you can trust.
I can be...
A beautiful "devil of lies,"
I can be...
A loner who only fantasized
I can be...
A musician who makes music fly
I can be...
A playful lover with so much life.
But here they found them,
These marriages of "perfect love,"
We live in your hopeful world
We eat your "good cooking"
We sit in your expensive shade
We hear your "creative" music
We repent for our "faults so grave"
I can be whatever I will,
But I will never be the one
Who ever had a dream that
Can ever be fulfilled...
Jul 26, 2015
Jul 26, 2015 at 1:17 PM UTC
Tsk tsk tossed
go out
Your suggestions.
Whisk whisk washed
flow south
Your directions.
Hiss hiss sorry
no time for
sage reflections.
Songs you sang will not be sung
Nor any tales of strength believed.
The brain embodied in such young
Must think it he first to perceive.
Ask every man
Who first made sparks?
From rocks to barks?
Blinding night and fooling fear?
Wholly gone ghost
Our first bright creature
He harnessed fire
Then disappeared.
Realizations when thought anew
Seem to skip from us awry.
So no Salutes
nor an ovation
For those who fostered
Us will be spied.
Gods truth your lips bespoke to youth
Yet still it's not their time to hear.
For these ears are full of magic
And your end rolls
Crushing near.
Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 3:49 PM UTC