We live in a day and age where people always want to nit pick on others, prey on them like a halk, constant nag, nag and never see how they hurt others through their so called actions and so called words.
We are taught to never break anyone's heart, as there is where God resides. Yet people are so heartless and selfish, they never think how their actions would affect someones feelings do they think before doing anything or how their actions will impact that precious soul's life who has only the best and pure intentions. Think twice before you take anyone's feelings for granted.
In life remember that not everyone we meet will be the same as us, who has a good heart with pure intentions. We will get good and bad apples throughout our lives that will come and go, until the right ones come along and stay.
Each lesson is a learning curve and experience, in time all will get better. Life is a precious teacher that teaches good life experiences, gaining strength and courage through our faith.
Not all will have the best of intentions. Seek the company of the ones who remind you of God. They are your true well wishers and they are the best of company for the body, mind and soul.
I'm just a girl that loves the dust in old books, destroyed places with nostalgic memories saved in my head, a smile can warm me up more than a blanket and an empty room is full of the desire waiting to scream the peace out and what about an emotional piano that heals me and the stare that wakes me and then tries to kill me.. words that are old unspoken for years waiting to bloom.. oh world what a life, but i will never love a love that doesn't have love.
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Nothing like a game of cosmic whack-a-mole. Tell me your biggest dream in the comments 🙌
In the garden of your thoughts
cultivate the flowers of harmony
so that these bloom within pots
ever nurtured free of parsimony
untainted by society’s foul rots.
Plant blessed seeds of concord
and water these with temperance
fertilizing those feelings ignored
yearning to escape insouciance
while tended in serenity’s accord.
Nurture what has for too long
been suppressed in a dark soil
hoping to thrive alive and strong
amid your encouragement’s toil
so that a vibrant mind buds along.
Tenderly observe nascent shoots
of your self-loved psyche flourish
with the extension of deep roots
growing firmer as these nourish
on coherence absent disputes.
Bestow sunny rays of felicity
onto these fragile rising florets
so that reared under simplicity
gloomy clouds no longer besets
these with sorrow’s complicity.
Take pride in the blossoming
of your psyche’s lovely patch
as a growth that’s promising
causes others to avidly watch
admiring and ever processing.
Soon new petals that delight
extend forth from deep within
offering a most soothing sight
to those lost in their own din
suffering the weeds of blight.
And with the passage of time
conflict’s brambles shall wither
thus removing unwanted grime
allowing bliss to sprout hither
in a life under a happier clime.
A smile costs nothing but gives much. It enriches those who receive without making poorer those who give. It takes but a moment, but the memory of it sometimes lasts forever. None is so rich or mighty that he cannot get along without it and none is so poor that he cannot be made rich by it. Yet a smile cannot be bought, begged, borrowed, or stolen, for it is something that is of no value to anyone until it is given away. Some people are too tired to give you a smile. Give them one of yours, as none needs a smile so much as he who has no more to give.
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Prompt I used .
24.Here is hope
Prompts by @bea.lauren.poetry for December.
Here is hope knocking on your door to be let in. Here is hope whispering "when you fall, I will be there to catch you." Here is hope whispering these words "You can do it." Here is hope saying "Do not be afraid to try and try again." Here is hope wanting to stay forever in your precious hearts. Here is hope saying "be who you wanna be in life." Here's hope saying "I can" and I will." Who cares what anyone says. Here's hope saying spread love and light wherever you go in life. Here is hope saying you are worthy and never settle for anything less than who you wanna be.
Note to self. I need a post it note to remind myself that change is good and that the evolution of me is good. I realized the prison of the status quo doesn’t have guards nor the keys to keep me in. I need to commit to opening the door every time I think of tomorrow and what I need it to bring. I need the next level of me. The evolution of change will do that.
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A beautiful piece #closetomyheart "WITHOUT YOU IN THE WOODS".
I hope you all will enjoy it.
Share in the comments if you could connect with any of the lines.
It's been a while since I tackled a prompt. ( Losing my mojo perhaps.) But I loved the abstractness of this @silverleafpoetry prompt to use the words strawberry, museum and heartbreak in a poem. (Pretty sure I've missed the deadline.) Nightly Flux
Moonbeam shadows in the dark
ferreting around empty corridors
for mossy laughters caged
within browning glass moulds
seeking refuge in dusty portraits
—a yawning museum display
of life left standing still as unfinished art
Its abstraction of played-out words
clinging to the night and its lonely musk
in the scent of an overripe strawberry
Its lush seeds spilling uncoaxed
unhinged on the verge of decay
sweating puddles of moist dreams
The drip-drip of tears and sleep slipping
emptying into the sterile steel
of a kitchen sink — its stark-staring hole
without the holler of heaped plates
and the hunger in their skin, teeth
biting into truths heavy as stone
sending them crashing smacked
into a shrill mess of a heartbreak.
the only way forward is through
through the pain with hope
through the silence with peace
through the fear with love
through the regret with grace. (and no one said it was easy.
and no one said it was going to go perfectly.
and no one said you were doing this alone.
we go forward together.
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And sometimes that’s all we can say.
And I want to believe these two words are enough;
to believe I am enough.
And I know these two words aren’t the end even when
I feel far away from today.
Out of breath.
You’re not done yet.
This is from page 51 of my book, I’m All Over The Place.
You can listen to the poem wherever you stream music.
Search for I’m Trying by Written to Speak.