As 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.
Category Archives: Poetry – Poems
Always Something New
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Unos versos sencillos
Las flores más bellas velan al muerto tanto como los cardos más sedientos.
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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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
Misdirection
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
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
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.
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
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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