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Always Something New

 

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Cute_deer_fawnAs long as there is life,
There will always be something new:
Blossoms in Spring;
Fruit in July;
Thoughts and ideas;
A newborn baby’s cry.
As long as we search,
We’ll always find something true:
Words from a friend;
Hope when we pray;
Peace at evening’s end;
The dawn of a new day.

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Unos versos sencillos

 

Con su pan se lo coma

Las flores más bellas velan al muerto
tanto como los cardos más sedientos.

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We can’t all succeed

It would be nice if we all could succeed in all the things we want to see accomplished. It would best be to be realistic and always to see matters from the right perspective and by a righteous self-evaluation.

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Additional reading

  1. The road to success is dotted with many tempting parking places
  2. Optimism is the faith that leads to achievement

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Only few are meant to succeed

So it goes in creative fields

Only few will reach the top or earn enough to keep things up

That’s just how it goes

For every star there are uncountable comets

But somedays a comet is the main attraction

Even though it doesn’t shine as bright

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Misdirection

 

Simon A Jackson - Writer

Will you listen to reason?
Or just keep stealing
Hold a torch to the flame
Instead of just blame
Walk a mile in my shoes
And not keep moaning
Or are just too busy stoning?

There are no clouds in the sky
But you keep say they’re coming
You sat for a while
And I don’t see anything
Do you even believe…
A single word you’re saying?
Or are you simply just flapping?

I have no time for claims
But you still keep them coming
A life lived in chains
Refusing to help with your brains
Staring at the clock
How much time have you got?
But I get no answer to any of it

So just start at the end
The only part you can’t bend
Walls are closing in
No proposition
Just a smile in a flash
No way to go back
Why won’t you say a thing…

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Extremist

 

Simon A Jackson - Writer

Freedom fighter, terrorist
Just a matter of perspective
Even if you use another name
They all link just the same
Insurgent is another term
Much like being a militant
All claim its for rights and fairness
But murder shouldn’t be permitted
If you kill then you are the cause
Another criminal outside the laws
Soldiers without a uniform
Little more than hell spawn
Cutting down who you “defend”
Just so you can lie again
After all you’re just extreme
And your victory is a dream
But never forget you won’t succeed
The majority will never aid your breed

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An Ode Of Utopia

The world is inhabited by lots of peoples, all humans, which does not have to mean they are humane.

Those who say they honour Allah, the Most High Divine Creator Who made man in His own image, should make sure that they are worth to bear that image. Living according to the Laws of the Elohim Hashem Jehovah it is up to those lovers of God to work at the improvement of the living environment.

Many may call those callers for peace utopians, but the world shall have to come to know our world is not an unreachable Utopia.

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When you hear the rain

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Too Insignificant

Obscured from the universe,
I’m holding up my fears,
Letting out cries
That no one will hear

My tear, just a drop
In the big, boundless sea
Flowing where it takes it
Until it’s unseen

Nobody can feel
What I feel deep down
Even the loudest of screams
Don’t seem to make a sound

They travel their way
Into the empty air
Till they go unheard,
Landing somewhere

Waking each day
Feeling all the same
Was the world this terrifying
Even before I came?

Would it even matter
If I faded away
The sun would still shine
To start off yet another day

In a cold infinite world
My tiny world is unseen
Where my quivering pain
Is only for me to feel…

This poem deals with existential dread- the fear that you are too small and too insignificant in an empty, cold and vast universe to be able to…

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The Enchanted Forest

In these days of lockdown having so much less traffic that even the animals do not know any more where to find it, whilst more people having to stay at home or around their house went walking and perhaps (re)discovering nature.

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Not far from sight,
Lies a forest I’ve never seen
The trees and the bushes
Glimmeringly green

I take tiny steps
As I walk into the mist
To a world of enchantment
That I never knew could exist

The day has begun
With the sun wide awake
The endearing tweeting of birds
The dawn chorus they create

Sweet-scented berries
Giving a delectable forest scent
Squirrels scampering down trees
To try some of them

Cheerful rabbits
With their fur, snow white
With their tiny pink noses
They frolic in delight

I pick up a flower
With a silky white petal
It’s alluring fragrance
Leaves me in an Elysian fettle

Behind a lush tree
Of a juicy blue berry
Lies a jewel-clear river,
A world of faery

Not a speck of dust
Seen in the pristine blue tint
The scintillating sun kissed water
Giving out its gorgeous golden glint

It burbles all…

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Safety Net

The 50 year old poet

Out in this world without the aid

of a safety net,

the fear of failure has me

in a cold sweat.

I am taking baby steps in case

I might fall,

there are too many obstacles

always on call.

My breathing is unsteady

and brisk,

I don’t know whether I am ready

to take this risk.

I have lost count of the times

I’ve tried to break free

only to fail and end up

back on my knees.

But maybe this is the time

I will survive,

to venture out into the sunshine

and feel like I am alive.

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