I lay resting in a bed of dreams,
as time slipped away.
Heavy with the world's grief,
weakness awaits me—
laziness settles in my skin,
while all around, the spirit falls still.
About this poem
I looked close —
Through the earth's leaves
It all wakes_
From a blink
The shattered Pleiades
rising; The moon-shadow
Encircling;wide awake n the dark
Ngangaphantsi kwendawo yamaphupha kulele umjikelo wovuyo,
yet the light reveals the doorway of purpose and intention.
Uphazamiseko olukhulu lwenza umda wesiseko:
the ultimate destination, the crucial point,
usuku apho ikhaliphe elingcwele lifika ngovuyo olukhulu.
Ede eendleleni ezimangalisayo, ilitye elinexabiso liyakhanya—
a person’s highest calling, the core of their soul.
Ke go amogela ka lethabo
I embrace you with joy
Go gwerana le wena my spouse
Ke go gokarela le go amogela
Ka go dumediša le go go amogela
Ke ipšina ka go kgahlwa ke lerato la gago
I delight in being enchanted
Ka go rata wena By loving you
Monya wa pelo ya ka The dew of my heart
Ke a go reta, ke a go dumediša I praise you, I greet you
Ka go tšea le go amogela By taking and accepting you
Ke go kgetha godimo ga tše dingwe
I choose you above all others
Ke go amogela ka lepotlapotla
I welcome you eagerly
Ke amogela lerato la gago
I accept your love
Ke kgetha wena o kaone fela
I choose only you, thebest of you
You still my soul
A quiet green bud
teaches patience
without words
Winter candle fades,
silence folds the fallen name,
dawn wears their last light.
Overall Meaning:
The poem shows that death ends a life, but not the light a person leaves behind. Memory, love, and impact continue after they are gone.
Moon
Moon
Autumn Moon
Spring Moon
Summer Moon
in river
in pond
cherry blossoms
pettals
leaves
every where
i am with you
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A mother’s hands are a child’s first home,
Where life’s gentle journey begins.
Through tears and tiny steps, her love guides the way,
Her voice calming every fear.
A light in the heart that never fades.
A mother’s hands are a child’s first home,
Where life’s gentle journey begins.
Through tears and tiny steps, her love guides the way,
Her voice calming every fear.
A light in the heart that never fades.
Bull frog trained his lily pad like a magic flying carpet ride
It took him in and out the trees, giving berth very wide
Sometimes he rode it to outer space to see Jupiter and Mars
They also landed once a week on an asteroid near the stars
Born into a family created by relatives.
Some folks come with the blood; others
Come with the character.
Family is the name they respect you for
You can walk,
Before you can speak, before you know
What love feels like or what void can do.
Kinfolks...
They're the ones life introduces at a leisurely pace.
Through the hard days, the quiet nights,
The moment you didn't think you'd make it
Through.
Family is the starting line; lineage is the ones
Who show you.
Who Stays
Who lend an ear
Who lifts,
Who love without feeling the necessity, A reason.
Blood can place you in a house, but residence
Builds you a home; names can tie you to a tree,
But demeanor ties you to an individual
Born into family, formed into relatives and
Somewhere between the two, you acquire the
Truth:
The people who choose you are the ones
Who keep you unharmed.
My Sunshine
My one and only
My Sweet love
My Soulmate from heaven
My love whenever I think about I end up smiling alone.
I'm always telling myself that I find the one I love.
Tell what have I done to deserve such love?
You are the air that I breathe.
You are the source of my life.
Darling listen listen to our hearts beat
Darling I'm thinking about you everytime.
I'll love you today tomorrow and forever
I'll never stop loving you my pride
A superluminal orb, like frightful ghosts interred, have met this bead halfway and lighting struck the hearth, for another better dance, keening deerish prance, the mute mother said strung about them were dolls which pearls know are afowl and created another cart of food pulled by oxen run-to-mill that pulled the bead to start.
God’s morning paints the world in gold,
and little birds begin to sing~
they know His love wakes everything.
Quiet wind tiptoes through the trees,
whispering blessings as they pass~
tiny prayers in dewy grass.
It is a teamwork type of thing-
Ringing the bell so well
The next mashup of a maxed out bashing of an over flowing cup of mountain water upstream-
Kings the next castling on the other side of the ring
Ding-ding
Back for more “bling, bling!”
Onion rings on the side, pretty please!
Watch how my truck sings as it revs up after a mental rental goes caching ching
Just saying...
Lying, laying, slaying & spraying-
Weighed in like Jayda- WILL SMITH I "lit" my cig-
was fuzzy wuzzy big?
Failed Trigonometry
Sold Origami
My salami
Is like " Salam Aleiki"
Hate me please
It could be a breeze
I am NOT on my knees
Please
Jeez!
Go TX!
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