Best Path Poems

I have fought through incredible things
Trauma and all kinds of life experiences 
One may think peace comes to one easy
But it doesn’t, as the years I have witnessed
Faith kept me going and my fight for survival
Staying authentic no matter what the issue is
Also what I...

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POTD 23 Mar 2024 

THE PATH WELL TRAVELLED.

Two paths diverged, and I was thrown by doubts I had never known
To my left, thickly overgrown, was a path to dismal dimness prone.

To my right, a lovely sight-fragrant flora flamed in light
Forms so graceful, beauty rare, a...

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Desire strong as the concrete beneath my feet
Missteps hinder my stride along a winding course
Signs clearly marked  "Proceed With Caution"
Muscles scream to try something new
Never knowing what direction to turn
Exhausted I throw caution to the wind
Gasping in the air with trepidation
Running as fast and...

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Nights once brought such pleasant dreams
But the sweet memories no longer exist
As persistent nightmares continue to insist
Those dreamy-nights never belonged to me.

Searching for meaning of this dubious feeling
I surmise it emanates from spurious instincts
Residing where he once held my throne 
Refusing to depart from the...

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"We are on a journey and all the answers we seek,
                           are whispered without words."

    ...

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Written: October 28, 2023
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Among the living is where perfection is found.
Stoicism is a path of life that acts as dull ground.
The advice is to focus on the bright side of life.
Dispel...

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Whichever pathway you decide to choose,
They’ll always be lessons and lots of clues.
On every pathway, lessons will exist, 
Finding truth will require that you persist.

Walking a path, does not learning assure.
Takes more than presence, learning to secure.
From your doubt you ask, “why aren’t I learning?”
Lacking...

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Oh seed of Dante, dost thy path
in mid-life's turning gone astray
upon a sylvan darkness hath
to tread a rut with feet of clay?

Wast thou that youth of virtue pure
who bargained not with Judgment Day
untempered green convictions sure
before life's tests induced decay?

Didst compromise and circumstance
thy dreams of...

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Fae circles of mushrooms
Lanky yellow toadstools
Firm jelly tot larvae 
Feed from rich stagnant pools.
Fungal disks cling with wanton 
To the grey trunks of trees
Cricket strums join to bird song
Sending messages of peace.

Lambent beams break through foliage
Gradient tones tint the scene
Yellow, purple, and whites
showcased by backgrounds...

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Into slithered path of forest green

my imprints mark a search for peace,
as bushes hide like shades unseen

where vines’ fragrance holds its release.

Drained, I see life through a flower 

struggling to curl among meshed weeds,
these limbs falling on ash of hours

like old willows bound to concede.

Enduring...

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Towards this world I am ambivalent.

Seeking not for retribution 

but focusing on clarity of mind.

One may have a tenuous grasp on  reality 

and still, achieve this.

For a blind man in the fog 

has the same chance as the sighted.

Self-reliance and intuition are his eyes.

As...

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Walk on the path of love
by your very soul.
Listen to the laughter of your heart 
alone..
Feel in the sweet sound of the light steps of love
sashaying in your whole
alone..
Bathe in the warm flow of love
till your soul is suffused with beauty.
Let your love be enshrined...

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Today I have the wish to wander.

Down Goethe’s path I choose to go
with a world of thought to ponder.

Where I might end up - I do not know.


I meander with a little stream.

All around me, myriads of trees
stand like seers; serene and sage they seem.

The...

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I once stepped into a labyrinth, that grew upon the crest

The unraveled trail through silver pines, where ferns and grasses wept,
Where birdsongs rose, from scattered boughs, and echoed to the west

Moss grew to warm each foot with jade, while solemn trees had slept
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I remember how...

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If you want to be true, you must be you,
Though the people will seldom understand.
Listen not to the crowd, make your soul proud,
Be authentic and be the best you can.

Trying to please all, just assures you will fall,
You must follow your truth, with all your...

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