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."
Everest brave Queen
As the whispering pines murmur your name,
The freezing air congeals your breath, and eve's
Misty veil shrouds your rosy visage. Then,
My dream appears, suffused with a mysterious smile:
'Holy Mother Peak, the summons is for you alone.'
When snow slumbers in the darkest, most remote paths,
The glacier's thunderous roar and the starlit firmament
Beneath your feet converge to beckon you, like the sonorous
Tolling of a temple bell that resounds through the stillness.
The enchanted, desolate beauty of the Loneliness Queen
Echoes with the ferocity of a tempest, where death
Looms as a constant companion with every tentative step.
Yet courage unfurls like fragrant grass, imbued with resolve.
One day, I shall vanquish you, O Peak, to behold
The most breathtaking spectacle: time suspended,
The Earth's rotation arrested, as if mesmerized by the scene—
Every moment frozen in awe as I stand on the loftiest
Pinnacle of the world. Beneath my feet, the world appears
Diminutive, for at last, the Queen is subdued,
Having fought the most arduous battle, and I, the victor,
Don the crown of snow with unyielding glory and pride.
India ascent to mount everest
India known to be finest economy
But dead economy echoes nation-wide
India known to be military might
But india is outweaponised by enemy's hypersonic jets
India known to be emerging hindu nation
But no reincarnation,no salvation
does India suffers from activities deficit phobia,sovereignty deficit, phobia,height phobia?
india's highest peak expedition without getting eaten alive
Into the thin air,out of thin air
India ascent to mount everest
I AM EVEREST, Ever So-High
One that I AM with the Earth and the Sky's
Ever-Soaring, I AM a Colossal at my peak
Never Resting, Always Rising, Reaching for the Heavenlies
Ever-Upwards above the Mists Of Sight
Breaching the Ethers of Space Time,
Majestic as the Valleys deep within
I AM a Conqueror of Mountains,
at my peak I Shine In Solar Opulence
Airborne, I Pierce North in Transcendence
Like a Nectar of the supreme, I Rendezvous with Infinity
Soaring High Grounds a King Destined to be,
Standing Tall like a Celestial Bastion Of Imperial Glory
I AM EVEREST, EVER-LEGENDARY
Ever-Thriving, I Reach High and Break Veils with Might
One with Mother Earth, One with Father Sky
Breathless, I'm Resurrected at High Altitudes
Towering in Thundering Magnitudes,
Victor Of The Valleys, I Transcend Upright
I AM GLORIOUS, I Dance with Starlights
If love is a gamble,
I wouldn't shy away to risk shedding
yellowing pages of my soul,
to grow souvenir sunflowers in your yearning soul.
As I can't stop these free falling heartbeats now,
and if I am meant to fall,
I wouldn't deny any push from million Everests --
everytime, gladly for you.
Ayesh
From the top I observe,
I feel lonely above the clouds,
I breath cold air.
Atop Ole Everest
mountaineers delight
Your souls she can take
In darkness of night
Her vengeance and beauty
Are one in the same
With wildness in her
She’ll never be tame
Almost to summit
So close to her peak
Climbing on north side
Your soul she seek
Her fury has gripped you
You know you may die
You try to be fearless
But that’s just a lie
Now you test fate
Push towards her summit
With fading of light
The temperatures plummet
Zone of death
Now you prepare
No breath can you catch
Way up in thin air
Up on her summit
Can’t stay very long
For if you do
To her you’ll belong
When she makes her choice
And she chooses you
With her wrath and her fury
Not much you can do
To live or to die
Your willing to chance
Eternally tangled
Her deadly romance
Rainbow of colors
Spread wide thru her valley
Now you lay there too
And add to her talley
So before you leave
Hold your loved ones tight
For there is great chance
She claims you that night
If she is hungry
For your soul that day
They’ll already know
On her mountain you’ll stay
Looking at the blue sky
From the roots of the mountain,
I see the rocky plain and the snows
I start climbing it
As I give myself courage to my last step
I feel the bite of cold rocks and icy
But the beauty of the peak takes the last breath away
I raise my arms so weary
And give the great mountain a good bop
As it heaves a great sigh
And I say, “I have won the long trial”
Indeed, the mountain is unforgettable.
#DeadBee
©Otieno Elvis Gikoi
>>>Bold PenARt
I stand on top of world. I’ve won!
I’m a statue frozen solid -
On tippy-toes I’ve reached the sun.
I took a showering from cloud.
I’m bitten up with frosty snow.
Too late for me to brag out loud.
This sunny sphere won’t help unfreeze.
On Everest, I’m cold of brain,
Too full of pride, to bend my knees.
Could artist rush to see me there,
and would he chisel me like wax,
to find my form - for I am bare.
And would a poet shed some tears
and make believe that I was brave
or struggle with our greatest fears?
Who’d music bring to sing of me?
Are sirens here at top of world
and have they climbed so far from sea?
On tippy-toes I’ve reached the sun.
There, fire and ice at loggerheads.
Deceived of life - it’s death, I won.
8/31/2022
-The King's Dead-
Suddenly, I see. Chicken pox, is full of bandwagons.
Not the biggest reach for a climb to mount Everest.
It’s a bold statement with eternal boundaries.
Headshot, then I freaked it.
Mess my life up fam.
Don’t appreciate the sound of silence when the wind pipes down.
Working on a clustertruck. Throbs meltin.
Throw that pillow down, suffocate mainstream media.
Wreak havoc on Teddy’s carpet.
Shoo Mr. Voices. Raincheck. Payment up front or no clear conscious.
Jokes on you. I don’t know which ones mine.
Slide on in. He’ll be with you shortly.
Intercom’s static, interference from demons on the widescreen.
We want you home. Nadda.
Cross circuit grand prix, slow marathon.
Horses carrying on their long-faced façade.
They can’t avoid their carrot on the stick. Nor can We.
You looked but didn’t three. Line up the BBQ. It’s going to get steamy.
In this godforsaken place, I felt disconnected
from the climbers around me--
emotionally, spiritually, physically…
Jon Krakauer pg 63 Into Thin Air
EVEREST
to breach topmost peak
one must reach
pittance of soul’s wit
bodies warmth
all but dead near climb’s
great escape
10/27/2021
Lune (Mixed Pair)
Sponsor: William Kekaula
Rest of the things on this Earth to grow Mount Everest to follow suit to grow by the hight of a school going child or to the hip from the toe of his father Mount Everest has come up nearing the galaxy of stars by 2.8 feet.
Pilgrims gather at base camp
kneel at her feet,
hypnotised in awe
of her beauty entranced,
strength, endurance
tells of victory or retreat,
visions of glory
triumphant peak dance,
outdoor expedition
deceased exposed,
mind-numbing desire
to reach suicide zone,
adjacent to trash
well preserved corpse disclosed,
gruesome mile markers
some identities unknown,
preserved in bleak time
human ice sculptures rest,
buddhist prayer flags
blow rainbows against stone ~
tranquil are the days
when winds blow southwest
standing in white riches,
yet never alone
“Time is the thief you cannot banish."
Phyllis McGinley, Writer, 1905 – 1978
I,
wake up in the morning, hurry to get ready;
run to the station to catch the first train;
get out of the train, walk to the office;
sit at the desk, sink face to the monitor;
get up, run back to station;
come home at dusk;
grab something for dinner;
sleep.
Next day - Repeat.
The day after- Repeat.
Once in a while,
I stand in front of the mirror;
frown at the person inside;
because, it questions me.
How dare?
“What are you doing?
Where are your dreams?
When is your dreamy vacation?
Have you born only for this ?”
On such days,
through a thin cloud of tears,
I see,
time creeps like a thief,
steals my dreams and runs away.
I stay stoned, like Mount Everest.
Contest - Writing Challenge- Quote inspired- Poetry Contest
Date - 12 November 2020
Contest Sponsor- Constance La France
2nd place in the contest
It's boring I tell ya, this life we lead
Each day's the same, it's a break we need
Maybe climb Mt. Everest
Over 200 have perished
Naw, gonna ski-doo up, ride down on a steed
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