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To Become Rich

A grave destiny..
Despair erupts ..
Spewing ashes of desperation..
A lava filled dismal state of being..
Hunger pains persists..
Saving crumbs to subside hunger..

Living in lack implodes sadness 
Fear explodes..
Shed tears of the unknown..
Seeking for salvation..

The dark night of the soul shows itself..
Hidden messages and signs of sorrow..
Without the darkness there sheds no light..
A metamorphosis arises through pain..

To become rich..
Is to love thyself..
Love others..
Share the richness and the fruits of life..
Embrace the abundance of  being rich..
Richness defined in multiple ways..
Living from inside your heart..
Will shine a vibrant light on you and others..
As your beautiful soul dances blissfully..
Where lack evaporates..
No longer shall you save crumbs..
Hunger pains disappear.. 

To become rich..
You were born rich..
The gift of living within your heart..

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Panagiota Romios Date: 10/9/2019 9:18:00 PM You know the human heart. Login to Reply Robertina B. Date: 10/15/2019 4:55:00 PM I really appreciate your wonderful words and visit, my friend.. Blessings!!

Robert Johnson Date: 10/8/2019 7:56:00 PM This poem speaks to the epitome of the phrase when someone feels sorry for someone and says, that poor soul. Login to Reply Robertina B. Date: 10/15/2019 4:54:00 PM Thank you for your visit, Leslie.. I greatly appreciate your kind words.. Blessings to you!

Besma Riabi Dziri Date: 10/3/2019 6:07:00 AM Indeed Robertina, we are blessed with an infinite wealth hidden between our ribs! That's the beauty of Humanity! If we are able to take care of our gems and beauties and be of generosity and humility to share them with every single beautiful soul .. all evil and sufferings would disappear.. a wonderful rendition! Your heart is blessed with beauty, dear friend.. Regards and blessings. Login to Reply

Vijay Pandit Date: 9/23/2019 3:26:00 PM A perfect ending to these verses of inspiration:You were born rich.. The gift of living within your heart.. The next to last stanza speaks to essence of your poem, Robertina. Login to Reply