Meaning & Value of Life
Inspired by the touching story of an elderly couple in England ... married for 71 yrs ... who spent their last days in hospital together due to covid, before sadly succumbing to it within five days of each other... https://youtu.be/CHImS28QcDU
The Quotes Garden - III – The silence of the crickets
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The Quotes Garden - IV – Pale Moon
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The Quotes Garden - V – Behold! Arise!..
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The Moment
It's a peom, just like a song it can mean different things to diffent people, or mean nothing at all. I am writing a short story, this was cut out. Didn't fit.
The Quotes Garden - VI – O, Muse!..
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I’m happiest when…
Some thoughts came to me when I asked myself..."When am I happiest?" When are you?
The Quotes Garden - VIII – Amid the roar
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The Quotes Garden - IX – The Whirl within the World
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In My Meadow
Discussion about what fears us and how we overcome fear.
In the age difference
in age difference Here I am lost between this and that. The first tells me about the age difference, and the second tells me about the distance of the place and the difference between here and there. Is there not a title in the heart of a title that
APPRECIATE THE STRUGGLE
Just lockdown thoughts again.
On the cross
On the cross he suffered But we never feel bothered We only think about how to get comfortable life as rainbow But never care with what is going to happen tomorrow Even in the time of sorrow We want to get rid of it in a row Never know we w
The King in me..........
A surfers view ..........,
REALITY CAN STRIKE ONE FALLING
One can have delusion or a mirage, but reality can strike us and it hurts?
I RISE
You can write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, trying to stamp me to the dirt Still, like fire, I rise. Just like moon and sun, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes high springing I Still, like fire, Arise.
Sole/Soul Journey
This journey through my own soul Come lika black hole When I think I reach an end it only bends Again n again Through perceptional intent or non intentional Con n unconventional Whiling n spiralling Still I’m confiding in This being that
Laugh
Laugh Laughing that freakin azz off Laughing it like art of Rembrandt n Van Gough Laugh even harder when they telling you to stop Ya may not get it now but oh my gosh when the penny drops Them 1nes Try hold it in maybe cover ya mout Face twitc
respect
Respect is way over due You don’t know what I am going through Much less him or her Stop judge n concur Respect you Respect me Respect each n everybody Respect breeds grace n harmony A simple key & it is free For what I put out comes bac
Faith and Trust
Sometimes the darkest, most dreary moments in life can be ushered away with one smile.
a right to shine
I spit bars for the cruel n the kind And stars shine brighter when ya free up the mind In a world where the blind are leading blind My suggestion for progression is to knock seek n find Banging on those same hollow doors But I gots my path n yo
her own way
she was tough (as they come) in a coat of pain she was harder than diamonds left out in the rain and she smiled qualified at how life slipped away and she wallowed in strength tíl her final day no one knew her her fame was
Senryu
ok I'm in too, gotta try this..
A little tune
humming up a tune
Money Money Money
Poem tell itself
Question?
Imagine if I was you, what would I see? what would I do?. Imagine if you were me?, what would you see? What would you do? Now, knowing we are free, to be what we want to be? Not lost in captivity, you being me, and I being you, what do you think we s
Loving all!
The simplicity of love , can be, lost in diversity,, love can't sustain the reality, of life,,,love is benign, the idea,, show it anything it cant understand and it dies, love is fickle, love is nothing, love is real,, love is love,,, its what we f
TOMORROW
Tomorrow will bring you worries Todays will fade away You can make them disappear Or you can make them stay Some may fill you full of fear Some you may just forget The choice is yours if, when and how To solve with no regret. Tomorrow m
Miles Davis
A little trumpeted reflection
Different!
Ever find yourself lost? I see beauty all around, still dont care, should I go for help? or just jump on someones bandwagon? be part of life stupidity?,, tomorrow will hopefully appear, I'm still looking for my bandwagon, oh no,,, brooks and dunne, N
A Life Well Lived
When we have outlived the fantasies of life, we just live. We may not be among the chosen few, but still here and not there. No longer in the rhythm of a hurried life, but a life that brings forth its own season; memories fade and new adventures eme
MIND
When we seek for wisdom, we get events and arguments which also comes as a method of learning and that's where we learn to become better and smarter. life is short but not too short to become anything we want and everything we can imagine, we trans
I am your soul
When you know it's real Like a done deal Nobody can tell you how you feel Something like an encryption A conviction You don't need no subscription There where it sits When your truth hits On the inside like an affliction Boring deep down
Kle76am a very special human
I was inspired to write this After reading a poem she wrote. Its been a long time for me And I feel happy its about thee . Stay strong and inspiring Be a lighthouse in the storm You are more than a poet This poem dedicated for you
Angel from Montgomery
John Prine RIP
COMFORT ZONES.
crossroads of life....when as we mature, we can be too cautious seeing shadows
History in Stone .........
Graveyards and grave stones ........
Orange and bouyant
toying around
Fairy tales time
It came to me after reading a post of Mcradloff (daradloff).. I was thinking why not? just live and enjoy some small things and dream of miracles.. even with an element of bitterness in the soul. so i ve created a small fairy tale about a boy I wish all our poets a magic December full of miracles and fairy tales
This Thing We Call Life
Sometimes poetry can become such an invitation for reflection such as this abstract form of poetry answering a question or perhaps asking a few more?
Hope
It comes quietly with the advent of dawn. It scares away bad thoughts morning by touch. Squats in the corner with a slight smile, to dance in a moment with joy of breath. Looks longingly into open eyes grading emotions giving a will to liv
Mr Brown
This is a completely simple story Mr Brown met online a women. He wrote and called and spoke passionately you are a clever a beautiful girl, your ex-partner was probably blind ophthalmologist would be useful to him. She despite the experience