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    ataraxia
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    <p style=”text-align: left;”>I’ll just share poems I’ve been writing whenever negativity hits me</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>Path to Enlightenment</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>Travel without destination
    Filled with worries and hesitation
    But when despair sinks in
    Look not around but within</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>For every fields you see
    Every picturesque scenery
    Lies beauty normally seen
    With eyes unclouded, clear</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>Stop and stare
    Walk without care
    For it is in the journey you will find
    Your destination, the meaning of life</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>And remember to rest
    Pause, do not fail the test
    Periods are not meant for life
    Just move on, continue the fight</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>The Leap</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>A leap of faith, that’s where greatness come. But the leap does not start nor end with the jump. It begins with one’s steps, gradually getting smaller until the ledge, until the divide that separates the present, to the what ifs, the unknown. And until enough force, be it courage, will power, hope or love, a person is stuck staring beyond from the other side. And when the jump is finally achieved, one may feel regret for the lost opportunity. But through time, through exploring the unknown, one will may finally find the soul’s treasure.</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>Behemoth</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>I stand weak, the titan before me</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>A mountain of fears, my thoughts consuming</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>I try as I might to climb, I stumble</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>To go beyond, not around, through I rumble</p>
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    <p style=”text-align: left;”>Swinging my fist, for sword I have not</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>To defeat this beast, even when hope is lost</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>Look to the eyes, the light of evil</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>When courage is lost, hope a dwindle</p>
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    <p style=”text-align: left;”>O what should I do</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>A revelation,  beyond what lies</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>If I am not buried here but beyond</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>Beyond, that mountain my gravestone lies</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>Crossroad
    Sudden and quick, i might have fallen
    An eternity it seems, i have layed still
    Yet my heart still not broken
    Bruised, bleeding but beating, still

    Behind I may be in their eyes
    But no matter what i shall rise
    Slow as it may be, like a turtle running free
    If fine, I may get lost, but I’m still me

    For all rivers flow to the sea
    I’ll decide which stream I’ll be
    People may dread roads less traveled by
    But beyond the hill is a brand new sky

    Yes be lost, surely you’ll find
    There’s no rush, be friends with time
    Find you mind, your heart, your will
    And see, in the crossroads you’ll no longer be still
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    <p style=”text-align: left;”>Freedom
    Freedom is what I desire
    Unchained from the walls that surround me
    To break free from the slavery of my sins
    Unshackled, unburdened, free from within</p>
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    Free as the bird that soars in the sky
    Riding the winds, no walls nor ceilings
    Just clouds above and earth below
    Yet free as it seems, shackled they are also

    From the earth they break free temporarily
    They take flight, with strong wings, fighting gravity
    And long as they can, they soar
    Until their light bodies can be bear no more

    And thus they land to the earth again
    To rest, to nest and strength they regain
    To eat, to mate, to follow their fate
    Their shackles binding, yet they do not hate

    And just like everything in this world
    Chains are what binds us, to death and life
    Yet sometimes, these chains are but merely and illusion
    Or an instrument to conquer one’s mission</p>
    <p style=”text-align: left;”>And I too must glide like an eagle
    Following the flow of life’s winds
    The path of least resistance, the lightning follows
    And no longer shall I resist, fate I shall allow

    And these shackles I shall embrace
    Study, know, the roots retrace
    And I shall know where my problems lie
    And try I will, until the day I die</p>
     

    Flame

    All you wanted was to be free
    To try and fly, to the eternal sky
    Rest, and test the waters of the stream
    The world, is an open park of dreams

    Yet all you ve done is make a cage
    Blind yourself and bind yourself with balls and chains
    The mystery, you heart so dear, burned in flames
    Now you feel, theres no mending of the pain

    For so long you’ve tried to shine, brightly as the northern star
    But you’ve never noticed how burned you are
    Though light still shines, from far away
    You know, inside, the light has died, no longer is there day

     

    Little Birds

    For little birds can remember
    The joys of the summer sky
    Soaring through the azure
    Almost no clouds in sight

    For little birds can remember
    The falling leaves signalling fall
    Telling them to gather food and find shelter
    For soon they wont fly much at all

    For little birds can remember
    The chilling wind that winter brings
    The warmth of their bodies as they huddle for heat
    The cold, keeping them in deep sleep

    For little birds can remember
    The promises that spring brings
    Food, water, warmth, life
    As if winter is just but a dream

    So as little birds remember this
    Know that when you’re life is amiss
    When joys are but memories of time long ago
    And suffering is what you clearly know
    Remember that after winter comes spring
    And the winter of your heart will be but a dream
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    • This topic was modified 1 week, 1 day ago by  ataraxia. Reason: Addition and formatting issues
    • This topic was modified 1 week, 1 day ago by  ataraxia. Reason: Addition and formatting issues
    #168280

    anita
    Participant

    Dear Ataraxia:

    Thank you for the poems.

    I made a sort of collage of them, picking something I like from each:

    Travel without destination. A leap of faith, that’s where greatness come. Look to the eyes.

    Yet my heart still not broken; Bruised, bleeding but beating, still. There’s no rush, be friends with time. Find you mind, your heart, your will

    Freedom is what I desire; Unchained from the walls that surround me. Shine, brightly as the northern star. Remember that after winter comes spring; And the winter of your heart will be but a dream.

    anita

     

    #168448

    ataraxia
    Participant

    <p style=”text-align: left;”>Beautifully made Anita. Never thought part could be taken and be made whole like that. Sorry for the formatting issues. Got problems when I copied from my onenote and pasted here.</p>
     

    #168492

    anita
    Participant

    Thank you, ataraxia. Hope you post more, and more about that freedom that you desire.

    anita

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