Best Wisest Poems
THE WISEST CHOICE
The shadow of my face on the yellow-painted wall
Masked my agony brewing in like a burning ball
The reflection of my face in the silvery mirror
Displayed in detail traces of every pain and tear
My shadow or my reflection who is wise?.... if let to judge...
My verdict this moment says shadow wins for its witty smudge
Shadow wisely sieved out all my expressions
Showed my neutral silhouette from all directions
Reflection is foolish enough to not to hide my trails of dried tear
Openly showed my feelings crystal clear to all far and near
Rains receded, came sun-shine, bouts of joy in life entered
Doors opened, happy bells rang, smile on my face returned
Stoic shadow still unchanged masked my happy expressions
Guileless reflection copied perfectly my mirth-filled sensations
I realise at this point my wrong verdict favouring my shadow
For reflection is true victor which hid never my feelings in meadow
Pain or pleasure, reflection showed to all the true and real me
Shadow always masked the way I felt letting none to see
One who eclipses and manipulates your feelings, expressions.......
wise choice is sans second thought to bid adieu to them!
And wisest choice is never leave the one who accepts and
lets you express the real you for they are the real gem!!
©Copyright Anulaxmi Nayak,2015
Seeing others doing harmful things,
excessively drinking and using hard drugs,
I say this road is the wisest one
a very prudent individual could ever take,
hoping that nobody will lay flowers
on that spot, where a horrible crash may occur.
Perhaps I've been too cautious...
when it comes to save what I hold most precious,
not afflicting useless pain on my body;
only praying to God to safeguard me.
This afternoon, I visited my niece Crystal in Elmurst Hospital,
as she and her four friends were involved in a bad accident;
the driver, who had a legal alchool level in her blood, crashed
into a light pole last Sunday morning; were they all drinking?
That's a mere speculation, but this kind of behavior is common
among teenagers; Asia, the driver of the car, is into a coma slowing improving.
Crystal has a broken leg and fractured pelvis, begging nurses for help;
and she is in acute pain and can hardly breath. Elisabeth is on a respirator...
due to a blood clot traveling to her lungs; the other two girls have minor injuries.
What does it take for irresponsible drivers not to be under the influence....
avoiding the mourning of a dear one, or even losing their own life?
Not many folks will heed this message...until they face death,
and nothing can be done to prevent them from diying.
Trongs of visitors crowd the hall, to inquire about their condition;
they hear their agony and are unable to help...ah, if they ever could!
So will you take that path which is the wisest one to avoid a possible tragedy,
or continue defying fate until its awfully late to enjoy a full life?
Their parents are as helpeless as I, but our faith makes hope grow...
that these kids will finally understand that a second chance is not given to all.
This horrible accident happened in Woodhaven, Queens, NY on August 15, 2010.
Sustain me with faith to increase the sweetness of inner joy,
let my eager palate taste the freshness of these citrons...
as love overflows the walls of the humblest and sincerest heart:
o beautiful maidens...like the swift gazelles and hinds,
don't awaken any amorous desire in me before its time!
On His left arm I find rest, as His right arm embraces me;
my Lord is the eternal keeper, His voice vibrates over mountains and hills
and keeps me safe from the dangers and impurities of the world...
shielding me from the tears, sorrows and pains given to the sinners.
The fig trees have been fruitful and give off their fragrance,
every vine is blossoming..." Get up, my chosen one, my just one and come away!"
He speaks to me saying, " Come away, faithful one...all suffering is done,
my grace is upon you: the flowers have bloomed in the fields;
rejoice and sing your praises to me! Hear my voice roaring through the Holy Land!"
O my Holy one, I long to see your shining and glorious face
in the Mount Sinai and hear Your loud voice speak with a tone of kindness.
Cast away the thieves and envious ones who spoil the vineyards...
will they bring forth good wine that I will serve at banquets?
My Lord is mine and I am His delight, He guides His flock among innocents
and until the dawn has fully risen and all shadows have vanished:
become my Savior and like the gazelle or tender stag climbing rugged terrain,
a messenger or child will unexpectedly come to accomplish Your work.
This is meant to be a Fable
A wise owl was the smartest in the forest and had all the food it desired. A collage of nuts, berries, and small animals was stashed in his tree for later snacks. All the animals came to the owl for advice. One day, A squirrel came up to the owl with a question. “Owl, just what makes you think you’re the smartest in the land? How can one know truly unless they’ve seen the entire forest? You only answer to fools, so of course, you’ll seem smarter.” The owl was surprised by the question but nodded. “You’re right, squirrel. I’ll fulfil your request. I’ll go see the land and find out if I really am the smartest.” It stated. The squirrel quickly ran up the tree as soon as the owl left, laughing that he had tricked the wisest in the forest. But before he could celebrate with a feast, The owl swooped back and gobbled the squirrel whole.
The wisest thing I've ever heard the president of a company say is use the best idea wherever it comes from. Most companies have the will to win, few have the will to prepare to win. With every success comes peace of mind knowing that we all did our best to become the best we are capable of becoming. Seldom has it been known that any company that achieved anything did it without first overcoming adversity. Leadership is getting employees to believe in you.By always doing his or her best one becomes a natural leader just by example. You set an example.
It wasn't dad who giuded me
down my path when storms suddenly raged,
it was sweet mom indisputably...
I ran to those warm arms and felt very loved!
And these are some of mother's wisest words
I still reflect on, " Son, don't do foolish things...avoid them."
They warned me of dangers around blind corners...
and would I have been so safe, If I handn't heeded them?
Any other son would have shunned them with resentful ingratitude,
laughed hard at his mother and headed for the wrong road
leading to disaster...as my buddies did, not foreseeing its magnitude;
yes, mother's wisest words were as shining as a warrior's sword!
No disgrace has ever befallen me by honoring them with dignity
and they never shook my confidence, but made me stronger;
how fortunate and happy I am to have heard them, never
surrendering them to foolishness, but refreshing their memory!
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Silver skies, green-silhouettes shown –
Artful enchantment God has sown.
Created wisely mysteries, known.
Hidden hurts hear nature’s groan.
Gentle rains may refresh trees.
Freezing winds a life might seize.
Binding essence to falling leaves.
Shivers shape each life that flees.
Fate soon follows circumstance.
Modern travelers miss the sight.
A near uplifting lost in flight.
Speeds by like a flash of light.
Feeling favored some passers by
Pause and cheer until they die.
Feeling moments…on the fly.
Embracing nature amid its cry.
Let us remember every day.
“Replenish the earth” while on this stay.
Leave habitats for praying prey.
Enjoy our Father’s wisest way.
© February 6, 2011
Dane Smith-Johnsen
He asks no questions, nor answers, seeks.
If he has opinions, he rarely speaks.
He does not write or have a bibliog,
my wisest friend, my dog.
Real estate buying and selling businesses,
professionalized,
specialized
competitive capitalist agency
Began with commercial
corporate relocations
and quickly spread
to domestic competitions
to sell high
and buy low.
Highest and best competitive use
has become an industry maxim
for facilitating transactions
of human housing habitats--
less concerned than another time
for humane home sacred ecohabitats.
How would real property look and sound,
touch and feel,
smell and taste
healthier and wealthier
if we were to reconsider this maxim?
revised:
Real healthy estate agency
multiculturally
and multigenerationally mediates
deepest and most robust
cooperative occupancy!
ego/eco polypathic presence!
cooperative economic awareness!
active democratic political consciousness!
For me,
this reweaving of cooperative win/win facilitation,
leadership through nonviolent listening
to clients,
potential clients,
future cooperative ownership
immigrants and emigrants,
Speaks to and with green new deal
cooperative housing mediation,
restorative justice communication
to foster healthier,
more robust,
resonant,
resilient communities
Of multicultural
multigenerational
regenerational trust,
care giving and receiving,
democratic prosperity
and economically resilient well-being,
rooted in our indigenous tribal memories
and flowering as our future cooperative housing
and healthiest environmental communion habitat
co-occupational
bilateral health/wealth
ego/eco-conscious balance,
natural rhythms,
spiritual patterns of healthy seasons,
climates,
internal and external
habitats of self/other-optimizing
resizing
downsizing climate risk,
by upsizing cooperative health opportunities.