#purposes
Does the world know when to cry?
Avidly, the decision of cold...
Could, is a word to the wise
Marveling at a tear one day, could love share a final goal?
Many ways, with a single idea
Mere to fore, the day of vanity...
Sat in high regard, but with sharing as a trophy
Little faces; renown is a pace of charity...
Devoted to peace, a savior will say:
In my heart, with obscurity as a gift...
Measure upon now, new is to be may?
A swallow of pride, with an eye to lift?
From due, we are a family...
For youth, we intend to be free...
More who, than we know; is a key...
Or soon, patience will keep time for me...
With the eyes of truth
Means to an end, is a waking deem
Silent as sent, but met with seeming couth
Simple might, we took; from the world's dreams...
Jul 20, 2024
Jul 20, 2024 at 2:24 AM UTC
(Be Relevant)
By a beading table, is where i sit,
a few steps across a desktop corner,
a sky-lighted, cozy space, a vantage
point where i see and hear clearly, as
i'm easily heard and seen...close to
the kitchen, where home scenes and
sounds...and scents of home-made
food, inspire and influence creativity.
here is where i mend torn garments,
repair anything that must be mended.
here, i'm found when my presence,
my sentiments and advice are sought,
when they ask what's for dinner, or,
just wanna hug...reasons for one's
existence, speak loud, just as my
thoughts...speak loud, too.
"is this why i'm here in this world?
why i was created here, and not in
other livable spaces in the universe?"
purposes and roles come to mind,
when hope is nowhere, and thoughts
of an ungrateful world, an ungrateful
surrounding, drag on...
while the rest are still hushed by
the twilight of dawn, my eyes are
half-closed, but the mind is already
up and about...deaf and blind to
disappointments and frustrations,
oblivious to estrangements,
because,
family...is always a priority.
no arguments, just a choice...to
live through this purpose-driven life,
to be relevant,
to be involved, to be a part of the
whole...as long as time allows.
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sally b
© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
August 15, 2021
Aug 14, 2021
Aug 14, 2021 at 9:43 PM UTC
The truth
18 Years of pain , Neglect depression shall I go on ? THE TRUTH . Finally I found my purpose,
I found my happiness THE TRUTH
. See with happiness you got to learn how to keep it . You got to grab it and never let it go . Even if destruction try and ****** it you got to set ******* boundaries and say no .
Because as kings and queens THE TRUTH We get manipulated THE TRUTH We sometimes see other things that we might think may enhance our happiness but instead it’s destruction with a disguise THE TRUTH As kings and queens we sometimes become foolish blinded by the good looks We unknowingly give our happiness to destruction bringing back . 18 Years of pain , Neglect depression shall I go on ? THE TRUTH
Jul 3, 2018
Jul 3, 2018 at 10:38 PM UTC