Precious Work in Progress
Are you aware of how
precious you are today
In fact, you’ve always been
And you will always be
#PoeticTuesday
Are you aware of how
precious you are today
In fact, you’ve always been
And you will always be
I wish I could forget
What in the past went wrong
Although I meant it well
I was weak and not strong
A little bit of light
Can make me see right through
A little bit of calm
Can help to change my view
Following routines
Checking on their means
Organizing
Supervising
Handling people’s spleens
I send out a thought of love
Its feet, so light yet big
That it creates a path to walk
For several to follow it
The joy that a song can bring
When it reminds you of a time
That you enjoyed so much
We all want our place
We all want to succeed
We want approval and acceptance
For who we are for what we need
Listen to the wind when it softly blows through the leaves,
See the flowers waving with its melody,
Feel the gentle touch on your skin…
Feel the peace.
What do we need when flowers whither
Because there is no light, and no water fills the river
The thought when results don’t meet expectations
The desire when you are longing for explanations
When people don’t cooperate
When you begin your life to contemplate
When plans are shattered or don’t work out
When you wish for things your wallet does not allow
I’m thankful for my feelings, from happiness to pain.
I’m thankful that none of it I experience is in vain.
I’m thankful for nature, for the ocean’s endless wide range.
I’m thankful for each person that gives my view a change.
Have you ever really lived?
Have you smelled the flowers in winter
Or recognized the raindrops in a leaf
It’s so easy to judge someone
From your restricted point of view
But there’s a hidden iceberg
Behind what you think is true
You gave yourself
You gave your all
How can you now feel
Like hitting a wall
Hello, little Snowflake
Thanks for visiting me
Although you fell to death
You touched my nose with glee
Is love only a word
A feeling we explore
Does it subside over the years
What once was all and more
It’s that time of year again
When hearts are a little more
Transparent and open
From and to their core
When I get insecure and lose
The ground beneath my feet
When the horizon turns from blue
To black, a scary wall to meet
When thoughts of love
Run through my heart
When my mind stops
Its thoughts-spinning art
A soul creates so many dreams
Of what it wants to see
Some you drop while some you chase
Some you make your reality
My wish for you is that
Your wishes get fulfilled.
To make this coming true,
Your doubts have to be killed.
A chance that you missed
May not return
At least it leaves
A lesson to learn
The light has changed
From white to gold
The days, much shorter
The nights get cold
Escaping reality
For just a few days
Recharging my batteries
Clearing my mind’s maze
Forgiving can be hard
When things start to repeat
Intentions that things change
But seems, they never did
Love to look at my rose
Delicate petals unfold
Such delicate color
From a root that’s quite old
There are so many gifts surrounding us
We only have to open our eyes and see
There is so much beauty surrounding us
We only have to open our minds and feel
Only in silence, our minds are getting clear –
The clearer the mind, the smaller the fear.
Fulfillment
Have you ever seen a bee
Following its purpose
Have you ever seen a tree
Doubting its strength and growth
I’m sitting in a meadow
Pondering about life
What really is important
What is the greatest prize
The glow that I see in your eyes
The burning fire in your heart
The smile that’s getting brighter when
You feel that spring’s about to start
You’ve not come here to fight a war
To beg for love or deny what you adore
You’ve not come here to argue and scream
To doubt your worth or self-esteem
As you can see from the title, I have decided to expand the range of topics for poems on Tuesdays.For the most part, the poems remain romantic, but I am often inspired by other things that I would like to share. Since I can’t find the time to post more often, I choose this option. Ultimately though, it’s always about love anyway, just not always the romantic kind.
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