Inspirational Quotes
"NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE, THE WORD ITSELF SAYS, 'I'M POSSIBLE!'" ~ Audrey Hepburn
I saw Mount Everest touch the sky,
and felt my feet had conquered high.
Demons of sadness, grief and sorrow,
whispered deep: "No hope for tomorrow."
People stared like I was ghost and gloom,
my limbs were lost upon a battlefield tomb.
Each door was closed, each path with thorn,
everything seemed lost, the spirit worn.
But in my chest a fire did stay,
with courage, will, I found the way.
For "NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE" rings true,
the word itself cries "I'M POSSIBLE" to you.
So why should I hear echoes of "you can't"?
When dreams were sewn within my pants.
Storms came sneaking, stole my breath,
death zone winds called out to death.
Yet step by step, through pain and ice,
I climbed that world’s most cruel device.
And now I sit atop the crown,
feet on Everest, and won’t back down.
My heart beats loud and makes this decree:
"A MAN MAY BREAK, BUT HE WILL NEVER BE DEFEATED."
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Monocrostic (Birthday of Jovie Ann A. Bumalay)
Fellow prisoners..For such are we all. Our will contained
At the very least, in the body of flesh, our time being as
Long as it takes, for as long.? Or short as it is! Or maybe
You are in a prison of concrete; and steel? Like Julian' or
So many others? (falsley convicted as were the postal
Cerks.!!) Who worked under the crown emblem..Such a
Great branding..? Or are you in hospital, a victim of a bad
Accident? Or a casualty of malicious actions maybe you
Were coerced into the plan of the jabs-worthy's? And
You are under assault by sickness and regret.?? Yet all
Of us in many aspects are prisoners..The only true way
To freedom is through entering into Gods Kingdom..'
The only gate being Jesus, from whom all good things
Come' may the reader of this text be blessed with true
Discernment and a clear mind, amen and amen.!
Today, your longing conquered me, deep and fierce,
Throbbing in the chest like an unending wave,
To life, I sing the weight, a withered symphony,
Tapestries we weave then squander, forgetting them in turn.
Today, my thoughts have flown, restless,
Shattered by the sea that breaks chords on rocky shores,
Like a dream getting lost in the abyss of the night, unfinished,
Drifting in the mist of oblivion, without a guiding star.
Today, my eyes sought you in the distant infinite,
Just as people gaze after the falling stars at dusk,
My charred soul, lost in mazes, finds its purpose,
And seeks refuge, finds solace in the warmth of your shadow.
Today, you are the torch lighting my restless sleep,
You’ve built a bridge over the chasm between two lost spirits,
In this fleeting eternity, our sacred time
Shares its echoes, in a silence that divides and unites us.
I sat at the bar sipping my lemon and lime
He came over pint in hand and sat on the stool next to mine.
“Haven’t seen you in here before”
I didn’t answer because something in my bag had just become very interesting.
He said, “You have lovely hair.”
I didn’t answer because my phone needed checking.
He said, “You have heard all this before haven’t you?”
I said, “Is that it! You’ve got me to get all dressed up and come to this bar and pretend I don’t know you and That’s IT!
He said, “Well I heard you on the phone telling your best mate that things need spicing up. So I thought this might help?”
“I was talking about the Thai Curry.”
We went back home, had the curry and went to bed.
The revolution of stars in the galaxy
Resembles the whirling of dreams in your heart
The unknown part of the galaxy
Symbolizes the unachievable dreams in your heart
The galaxy is the future base of mankind
And your dreams are your future life goals
The galaxy in the dark is to be conquered one day
And your dreams in the unpredictable futue are to be fulfilled one day
The galaxy is created by God
And your dreams are planned by you
Bright the galaxy bright the dreams
The galaxy fills the space with twinkling stars
And the dreams will fill your life with thrilling hopes
Maybe you'll not be alone in this life struggle
As the galaxy gifted by god
Resembling man's hopes and dreams
Is always above your head
And the dreams in your heart
Will always shine
Like the galaxy above your head
I came... with nothing, without any clothes on.
I saw... with my blurd eyes, without glasses on.
Then I conquered... with my poetrysoup on.
You and me are here!
You came you conquered, tearing foundations from the ground up. Up went fictitious buildings with hollow fronts easily to be exploited again. The time it took to accept what was, what could have been was just another ended love story. It wasn’t enough to rekindle flames. Wasn’t enough to build a better story with closing chapters and opening narratives.
Our intentions remained impure, tainted with lust and distrust. Never willing to just focus on us…
Giving and giving but yet still unfulfilling..
As walls torn down and heart surrounded by stonewalls..
Conquered .. As you departed…
and dreaming she conquered her mountain.
and she went up and over the ridge to him.
and he came over to the white cloud tops.
and the wind moved him like rain over her hair.
and that he was more and more in love with her.
and one night she became his voice his dream.
and she lived on the mountain, she conquered.
Forgive the beastliness
As born with, earth-sired;
Charges, unchallenged, thereaft
Conditioned, earth-mired.
Woman, soft eyed, soft voiced
Know this, pitieously
What each such, a man at heart
Seeks out, needily.
Against these advances
Appeals to soothe, tame
Resistless, have worship-dropped
Gods of warring fame!
We met one gloomy, fateful day.
We stood face-to-face, mountain and I.
We both refused to make way.
We sized each other up, then...
We began to battle, for it blocked my path.
We waged war; it was my greatest adversary!
I kept sliding down, but never gave up the ascent.
I climbed up, and up, and up, and up, until...
I was at the top of the world!
I made it! I won.
I didn't give up when the going got tough.
I still bear the wears and tears of the climb.
Date written: 11/14/2021
Note: Strangely enough, the inspiration for this poem came from watching an old movie called "White Heat"; specifically at the end where James Cagney's character goes..."Made it, Ma! Top of the world!"
Targeted prey is pursued profoundly
Course of chase, chivalrous courtship
Pressure to conform brashly mounting
Coupling portrayed as claiming territory
Ownership is onerous are words I once wrote
Telling of my possession limit mindset
Current seduction consumes what I've known
Muliebrity awoke signals love timeless
Pheremone flow credits his ferocity
Two spirits wreathed in fervent irking imbroglio
Merciless mission, man bloodthirsty
Firmament helpmeet blossoms binding embryo
3rd December
- Servitude -
Don't let the fire get to you;
Don't let it burn you down.
Don't let this system stumble you
and don't stay on the ground.
Don't let a sad and broken world
collapse beneath your feet.
Jehovah's path will never fail;
Your joy will be complete.
Don't let a bitter, hateful world
bring despair to your soul.
Like men of faith who won the race,
we must maintain control.
Don't let a gate, nor bar, nor wall
restrict your hopeful eyes.
Keep enduring through them all
and you will win the prize.
No remark or circumstance
can take your life, my friend—
Peaceful everlasting life
obtained at the very end.
so close
to harvest
time
your warmth
set firm
now
ripe and
ready
to be
with
clean
feet and
penguin
toes to
turn
grapes
into
wine
I yearn to love you with and by all "Loves'" standards of honor and glory.
Yet I am weakened by the power of lust. Love, for all its values of
magnificence and admiration float away on the wings of my essence
at the brush of your whisper against my neck; thus, impelling me,
binding me to your every command.
Weakened by your vigorous seduction, I am willfully subdued, and now,
I only exist for your fervent touch; your heated embrace, your
thunderous thrust and the promise of recurring ecstasy. Lost in
space and purpose I clinch you with both extremities, reluctant to
acknowledge the passing moment that awaits.
Unable to steady my breath against the rapid tides of pleasure
I am rocked until the flows abate unto a shore of calm and yielding quietness... I wait... I exhale... I am
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