poetry
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People spend so much time planning for the future, that they forget to embrace each present moment. Some more sadly spend their time dwelling in the past revisiting regrets but only suffering is to be found there.
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I was out walking going to pick something up, so I decided to take a short cut, so I walked through the graveyard, it was 9am, then I spot three young men, it looks like they are drinking, so then one, the little one says ‘hey, you look like my granddad’, the others say nothing…
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Advice, theres always plenty of that Watch out for the red flags they say for they’ll bite back, They’ll tell you they are qualified But then look at how they lived messed up lives, And they say it’s that experience that makes their advice right But the truth is, in learning for yourself These advisors…
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In psychotropic dream states I find colours that abound, Everything’s kaleidoscopic And not easily or readily defined, It’s like being in the womb again But a womb that’s psychedelic, But there are eyes of watchers They are studying all I do, But it’s not in a big brother way Their intentions are is not cruel,…
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https://pin.it/4MorJDv She is immortal She is the Queen of lights, Travelling the universe She is always in flight, She’s the saviour of so many souls She is as beautiful as she is bold, The Queen of lights She Follows the cosmic flow Travelling realm others won’t go, She has the heart of a warrior And…
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Sometimes holding on to the reins of life It is like trying to hold onto wild horses, Looking to go your own way But life follows different courses, And it’s not the ones that you would choose But in the end we seem to learn so much more, Sometimes what does us good is the…
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Never daunted So I flaunted With taking on the system, Then I realised It’s a corrupt toxic mechanism, And it’s armed to the teeth Prepared for any challenges, So I decided on opting out And not playing their games, Or being exploited and abused I decided to strike out alone again, Living in love and…
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Listen to natures crescendo’s An overture of diverse sounds, Soprano tones and baritones Replacing the need for the spoken word, Nature’s communication is so delightful Spontaneously ringing out quite loud Yet unseen and hidden behind a shroud, Of trees and leaves and nature’s veil That’s far more valuable than even the holy grail.
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Written in fate Remembered in time The fool is the loudest The wise person makes no sound, Created by illusion In the minds of the unknown The crowd shouts the slogans Though the facts they don’t know, Jumping upon the bandwagon The hysterical are carried away On the wave of collective ignorance It’s the way…
