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Winters, Life and You

Winters
are lonely
Life with a blanket of snow
As I look out my window
I see a new day
Smell the clean scent
Waiting for the
sun to shine and pierce through

☀️

Life
a confusing wasteland
of emotions
and fights
for a happy mind
and heart.
It is full
of beautiful sorrow
and favored happiness.
Life is a boomerang

😎

You
You’re the star
you wish to reach
Stars aren’t as high
as you think
Nor are they above you
You already are a star and the dream
You are for keeps

😄

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I’ll have my say


When the past takes me back to the wintry storm
The thought of glorious daybreak smiles on my sky
Vanquishing doubts my dreams fly high
Nothing there to obstruct my view

Yesterday’s twilight warns dusk of today
Stars of the night don’t come out every day
But hope is eternal and patience does pay
If I wait till tomorrow, I will have my say

Upon my sunshine when yesterday rains
Dwelling in my present my new-dawn claims
I think of the way the seasons change
And paint the canvas in my vibrant ways

Today I love those smiling faces
Tomorrow it may be a mystical draw
Stars of the night don’t come out every day
But hope is eternal and patience does pay
If I wait till tomorrow, I will have my say
I will have my say…😎


 

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Solace


My journey is a bit rhapsodic
Owned by
Deceptive roads, deceitful milestones
Friends who turned enemies
Also, enemies who never became friends
Life feels like an enigma
Which I’m unable to break

But I’ve sternly decided
To race every mile with a breathless poem
With whispering pine-trees clouds and rivers
I’ll fuse into to the ocean like rain
wearing my cashmere tuxedo of dark verses
Wet in tears of joy and sadness of a few
Whom I loved with
overflowing hurt I caused

It’s becoming a cliché to complain
Negativity is just a garbage
taking up tons of space in my mind
Fill it with positivity?
I’ll Burn the frowns,
Praise the smiles,
I’ll Break through the storm, dance in the rain
Travel into space, reach for the stars

Before I do that
I want to sit
under the benign sky
listening to the soft wind
breathing through the grass
crying on my woe
the slow dance of the infinite stars
Will serve as a beautiful solace