Don't let tomorrow turn into NEVER!
Launch yourself on that next ENDEAVOR.
You are eternal and what you do now will live on FOREVER.
What you can do today, for tomorrow, don't LEAVE.
Just go out there and honorably wear your heart on your SLEEVE.
It doesn't matter if yesterday you didn't START.
Quiet your mind so you can lead with your HEART.
And watch as you daily transform yourself into a more beautiful work of ART.
The 'end' of this lifetime can be NEAR.
So do everything in your power now and without FEAR,
To not let tomorrow turn into never, as it is not quite promised and not yet HERE.
we remember when
God sets us free from all sin
again and again
God has made us free
He always loved you and me
with Him we agree
free from all anguish
God helps us with what we wish
does fill up our dish
we were an outcast
from what was a sinful past
God freed us at last
God made me clever
helped me in my endeavor
write best poem ever
In wild gardens, a tale unfolds,
Love's endeavor, silently told.
A gardener's hand, gentle and true,
Nurtured a rose in a barren view.
Seeds of hope, he tenderly sowed,
Watching the bud's beauty bestowed.
But fate's cruel touch forced them to part,
Leaving a heavy ache in his heart.
No more tending her soil each day,
No more witnessing her vibrant display.
Yet in absence, he whispers a plea,
"May she flourish and be truly free."
Accepting their paths now diverge,
Memories of love forever surge.
With every prayer, his hope takes flight,
For her petals to bloom, pure and bright.
Though he may never see her grace,
In his heart, her beauty finds its place.
Unintertwined, yet connected deep,
A love that blossomed, a secret to keep.
A youthful dream is an old man's endeavor
Fading weaking health and wellness
an old man's youthful body full of vigor it dreams.
1/16/2023
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When fear heals by a heavenly light,
It casts a halo over the soul.
The darkness slips from sight,
This was difficult for you to control.
The incredible beauty of your inner fight,
Aside from your enlightened role.
When fear takes root, it brings twilight,
This quandary has a multifaceted goal.
With concepts that never come to light,
Wrap carefully around the succulent skull.
Yet, as things avow root, the effect is slight,
You realize that you have been cool.
You were driven by a gloomy blight,
The direction was down to the dead-end cruel.
You knew that this was light,
You did not care, since you are so right.
It would only lead you to your soul,
We are limited to air-only flights.
This created another circular scroll,
Don't speak until the end of the highlight.
You have filled out this parole,
You are prepared to confront the blight.
Your stiff shell is melted by the soul,
Love's tears heal you while you fight.
Written: December 04, 2022
they have what it takes
like sunset colors on blue
strength guts and virtue
like the orange sun
they are natural leaders
in red robin days
like rainbow colors
they have that extra something
in triumph or loss
Life on the grand stage,
an ancient drama.
From, "untouchable",
to holy, "Braman".
One chews the sandal,
one anoints the head.
One's venerated,
the other's just dead.
There's an old saying,
life is for learning.
But the villain says,
Books are for burning.
The show must go on,
the great endeavor.
The plot of a man,
that lives forever!
date:2/12/22
the river gives
the river takes
the waters sleep
the waters wake
the summers ocean
the kindest cure
the quantum strange
the beginning sure.
Your stinger is known by what you can transform.
Your desire will enkindle how you can perform.
How you tackle a task has an impact on your success.
Even a minor error may result in tremendous progress.
Why must life be such a complex endeavor
Always pressing in upon the seeking heart
Making every day a hard-earned victory, or
A resounding defeat, an open or closed door?
It is the middle ground we seek, the placidity
Smooth flowing pleasures that bring us joy
Calmness prevailing in times of bitter feast
Words which deliver us to peace and serenity.
At the end of every day being able to speak
Of the day gone as time well-spent, well-lived,
Words of gratitude merited by a good deed
Humility earned, not seen a sign of the weak
Expecting the best of everyone around us
The simple life embracing morality we seek.
written July 9, 2021
J-ust
H-appily
O-vercome
J-inx
I-n
E-arning
R-esult
O-f
S-uccessful
E-ndeavor
A-s
L-ife's
B-eauty
O-f
R-emarkable
O-ptimism
T-ruly
O-perates
Topic: Birthday of Jhojie Rose M. Alboroto (July 25)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
With Energy Would Endeavor
we could be clever
with what we would endeavor
or we should sever
Jim Horn
Being clever just might
involve having to sever.
M-omentous
E-ndeavor
E-mploys
T-he
A-ctivity's
N-oble
D-esign
G-ladly
R-elieving
E-very
E-motional
T-urmoil
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
W-ell
E-xecuted
L-ocal
C-ampaign
O-n
M-issionary
E-ndeavor
K-eeps
A-ttendees
P-ersistent
A-s
T-enacious
I-nviters
D-raw
K-een
O-bservers
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Both sides I gazed,
My work is done,
Yet No heart appreciates.
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