JUST BE YOU
A Praying Mantis
Can’t be a butterfly;
Nor can a moth
Be a hiving be:-
Know that it’s not
What you are,
But who you are: God’s
Unmistakable child:-
Don’t ever strive to be
What others think
You ought to be;
Rather, always be
That great creature
God created you to be:-
Let the cosmic essence
Of your glorious being,
Forever be a shining star,
Enlightening terrestrial Earth
With God’s peace and love:-
Being who you are,
Is God’s divine purpose
Of your blessed being:
The creator of grace,
Peace, and love,
Never has, and never will,
Make a mistake:-
Thus, never attempt to
Exit who and whose you are:-
Westerly wind in my sails
soaring a kite in the open sky
~ I stretch touching the sun
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
Reading is good and easy
As is loving a pet
Without a noisy jet
Or even Picking a ripe tomato
Deciding what to read
That is what’s hard
As are waiting for the first tomatoes
And avoiding the eye of the wind
Sometimes something seems hard
But is really very easy
Including reading learning
And reading as well!
A girl with a giggle so grand,
Tripped on her own feet and landed.
She fell with a spin,
Then let the dance begin.
And twirled with the crown close at hand.
Perchance blank sheets had choice,
they’d refuse the stain of ink.
Yet ink delights in spoiling emptiness,
like palm-oil staining white cloth.
That defiance—
to create and keep records,
to write poems for posterity—
perhaps, or perhaps not,
like smoke beneath a cover,
escaping what time cannot cage.
Sometimes poems sing into thin air,
with no eardrum to soothe.
Other times they endure the test of time,
speaking as soliloquy to the unborn,
through wisdom and well-chosen words—
like echoes billowing through valleys.
Few then recall the ink
that shaped such classics,
long dried and discarded,
like footprints blurred by rain.
It is the paper that blows the kisses,
absorbs the tears,
and wears the credits given.
So paper may delight,
while ink grows dispirited.
For obscurity never veils real visions—
a passing cloud misguides the senses
from knowing who holds true honour.
So paper may rejoice,
and ink fall into silence.
Yet vision does not drown in shadows—
like sunlight veiled by dust,
truth will still gleam through,
to honour ink that turns blankness to beauty.
Occurring disturbances echoing through the mind
Felt asleep
Twist and turn
Dreaming feeling like a nightmare
The midst of danger
The dream of enter
It was a person, train and car
Approaching train
A stop at a railroad crossing
Thought of can make it
Car got stuck in the middle
Train steadily getting closer
What do I do?
Do I jump out the car and run?
Meanwhile the train is coming and coming
I could be killed
Suddenly, the car starts and I pull away
The train passes and there was a getaway
Escape being a blessing
Dream as it would seem
But what does the dream mean?
Immediately woke up
Had drenching sweat
Wondered what did the dream surround?
There was danger, but somehow there was protection
Dream over
Went back to sleep
My soul still to keep.
Words of Encouragement
Sometimes you need this from the ones you admire most
The best compliments are from those who are close
High fives can't be given by someone with a closed fist
Commending others isn't something you should resist
Receiving it is like that boost of energy that keep you going
Its a warm sweater when winds of discouragement start blowing
We would never know what a couple of words can do
One day you might need those same words to be used on you
Motivation gives everyone a reason to strive harder or start new
So always give others that extra push with a few lines or two
Inexplicable~
some words are
used as inexplicable~
although the word
itself may seem
perfectly explicable~~
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Dice the ice and break the chain,
Shatter the silence and unmask the pain.
Frozen systems guard the throne,
But truth is fire, it melts the ice that turn stone.
Dice the ice of greed and lies,
Cut through the veil that blinds our eyes.
The people’s voice, a storm untamed,
Shall melt the frost of those unnamed.
Dice the ice of fear and doubt,
Tear the old order inside out.
No tyrant’s rule can last for long,
When masses rise, their will is strong.
Dice the ice for to justice flow,
From frozen rivers as new seeds grow.
The dawn is near, the night shall cease,
A nation freed shall find her peace.
The need to talk to the Heavenly Father
Despair moment
Struggle barrier
Guidance in advice
Understanding that is precise
Talk and tears being sincere
The need for an uplift to preserver
Through the shadows into the depths of uncertainty
I will not fear
The Holy one is always near
Having a stronger Faith
The need to stand and face reality
Every length
The width domain
Deliverance now and forever
Endure the endurance
Encouragement influence
Conquering Satan’s block
Breaking the struggle that bind
Prayer time
You are genuine
Through the valley’s below and the mountains above
Your name I will always think of.
IN AND OF WILLPOWER
Yes, strong willpower
Is a great thing;
But what is willed,
Requires much work
In order to be attained:-
And such work demands creativity,
And truth of the heart and the brain:-
Finally, if such is truly to be fulfilled,
It must indeed be, of God’s holy will:-
When all is lost, then
You're dead. If you're still breathing
It's not over. Keep on!
A word to the wise
when the world says ‘Don’t’
A goal shields your will
~ carves up your won’t
Have No Fear
When I was girl, in Catholic primary school,
I dared not question a thing, I thought how uncool!
But as I grew, I met immensely brilliant, guiding folk.
They gave my mind, atomic, gigantic welcome, jolts!
Those jolts still live and shine brightly in me today.
I never reverted again to create things in others’ ways.
And,,,so i no longer go sniffing like a pup for approval.
No pats on my head, no~ it is all outer drivel!
I feel like a bird, freed from a rusty, old cage..
I learned self-acknowledgement is truly God’s page!
Stand up for yourself, I am not kidding.
Writing to please others is a false and dull bidding.
Poets may avoid you, do count that as a huge win!
You were not created to be another’s poetry twin.
Make a difference with your valuable words…
Sometimes, they may have to be used as swords.
Stand up, be brave, we only go around life once
Stand for good, may your words,fill the air with a punch!
9/9/2025
Specific Types of Encouraging Poems
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