Grains of Sand
Waves lapping on shore
Caress the sands on the beach
Foam dances and swirls~
A rhythmic, calming presence
Nature`s powerful embrace
Footprints fade swiftly
Swept by ocean`s web and flow
Sands regain the sea~
Life`s transience we reckon
As prints on sands washed by waves
Huge heaps of sand dunes
Blown by the wild woeful winds
Are scattered away~
So is man, a grain of sand
In midst of the universe
I go against the grain, this is the journey I’m in
I waited for reality… until I dreamed.
You’re now a memory, I bought you a cake,
I got lost in the past, and from there, I escaped.
I walked aimlessly, just for the faith
That through all the smoke, I’d see you again.
I kept your words, then tore them apart,
Today I embrace the wind, no longer your yesterday.
How many times I searched for your glance in the shadows,
Ignoring me… made me stronger,
It forced me to hide.
It was my fault, my strength broken,
Power is nothing without desire
Until I found the speed to feel okay.
I caught your gestures, your ways, your stride,
But the glow faded, it no longer knows how to shine.
And your smile… it begins to drown me,
Like a memory that refuses to let go.
I walked aimlessly, just for the faith
That through all the smoke, I’d see you again.
I kept your words, then tore them apart,
Today I embrace the wind, no longer your yesterday.
A grain of sand
In torched desert land
Though many around
Burned with no pain or sound
No man or machine
Can tell the difference in between
Though they look the same
Each one has a different name
Even if you don't what to call
A brick and a brick make a wall
Repetition of the same
Different in number different in game
1/2/2005
what glows?
who knows?
fortune deleted
K(afka) coughs
it pains me/he/we (hehehe)
Goodbye/Hello: poetry
a Thesis
just another YouTube video
stuck in profound rain
smirking in beguiling glasses
smoking a chamomile cigar
How sweet it is (was?)!
dangerous road conditions
misfortune detected
K(afka) croaks
Where's his (my) Oscar?
Hello friends!
Failure is the only option
Hello/Goodbye: poetry
in the House of Antithesis
Hell needs help
sticking to shticks in the rain
mostly cloudy
Goodnight & good luck
Saturday on the lake
cursing out a mini-update
phoning it into the Synthesis
a horse is a horse
galloping with Superman
on a solo night against the grain
People are like a grain of sand shifting daily
Against the grain
Resistance to the
Appearances of
What is undesired..
Constructing a future
With a pleasant
Granular flow..
The plan of a
Reformer
Progressive
Self helper..
Stories of resistance
Against the grain
Already freedom...
The gold of the chest is broken,
and the hand that falls hard becomes rice,
The fruit turns into iron when it goes inside.
The force that makes it strong
The giver one day becomes the eater,
as night.
He is now a merchant,
Not a farmer, a bloody knife.
With one hand, he now donates,
He took it back with another hand. Very nice!
Who will say that it was mixed with the ground?
Two days ago, Now that is above the sky.
Day after day passed
Night after night
the little flowers that smile in the yard
Now the shoe walks upon it
and it does not hesitate to grind.
The man thought he was working
Forgot that he is also a citizen
The farmer lost, and the merchant also in a fight
In the end,
He realizes that he is the most arrogant grain
He is also the mice.
The gold of the chest is broken,
and the hand that falls hard becomes rice,
The fruit turns into iron when it goes inside.
The force that makes it strong
The giver one day becomes the eater,
as night.
He is now a merchant, Not a farmer, a bloody knife.
With one hand, he now donates, He took it back with another hand. Very nice!
Who will say that it was mixed with the ground?
Two days ago, Now that is above the sky.
Day after day passed
Night after night
the little flowers that smile in the yard
Now the shoe walks upon it, and it does not hesitate to grind.
The man thought he was working
Forgot that he is also a citizen
The farmer lost, and the merchant also in a fight
In the end,
He realizes that he is the most arrogant grain
He is also the mice.
Grain of sand,
Why have you come home with me?
Why have you left the others?
Don’t you feel alone?
Oh, I’m fine wherever I find myself.
Grain of sand,
How do you find a place for
yourself amidst thousands of others?
Don’t you feel lost?
Oh, we create room for one another,
Altruism is our watchword.
No one hoards what others need.
Grain of sand,
How did you feel when you’re blown by the wind,
separated from your family?
Although, family comes first,
happiness is not only rooted in family ties,
Home is what you make of that space around you.
Grain of sand,
What’s your view of humans?
Oh, my view,
I’d say humans seem not to think about the end of the road,
They’re often lost in today and inconsiderate of tomorrow,
They don’t ponder on eternity.
Grain of sand,
What’s your word of advice?
Oh, I’d say there’s truth in nature,
In its silence, it speaks,
It embraces the lost,
It brings calmness to the overburdened souls,
It connects us to the Divine.
April 9, 2024.
soft whiteness handheld
gulf of mexico's finest
glistening beauty
quote: " Life is Dry as a desert, lest you find the oasis of love" .. Tanu Vermani
In timeless talk, with a grain of sand I sat,
From beaches wide to river's flat.
Voiceless, yet with tales profound,
Ages old, and wars unbound.
Through time's vast expanse it flew,
With camel caravans it grew.
Desert battles, blood-stained land,
Sands bear witness, silent stand.
On beaches, joy and love they share,
Sand castles rise, dreams declare.
Sculptures formed, by hands that craft,
In shifting dunes, a moonlit draft.
Amongst it all, a whispered plea,
Unity brings salvation, see.
Me: How did you start out?
Sand: I was born a rock. About 5 inches round and weighting
about a six pounds.
Me: Now did you become just a tiny grain of sand?
How did you get so small?
Sand: I have been in this huge ocean for many years.
The mighty waves have rubbed me down to my small size.
Me: How has your size changed you?
Sand: As a rock I could see more of life. As a tiny grain of sand,
I feel my life could be over soon.
Me: How do you like being on the beach?
Sand: I can feel the warm sun. I love the cool water licking
all over me. Sometimes people step on me.
Me: Does it hurt when people step on you?
Sand: No more. I have gotten use to it.
Me: Thank You for the interview. I wish you good luck.
Sand: I enjoyed talking with some who cares about me. I also wish you good luck.
A grain of sand.
Is too meek to stand.
Why are you so small?
Why are you stuck on my beach ball?
I can’t hear you.
You are stuck in my shoe!
My shoe, I am shaking.
And you are quaking.
As you fall to the ground.
At first, you cannot be found.
You are too small.
To even make a phone call.
I ask why you are small as a grain of salt.
And you decide to halt.
Finally, I hear you speak.
It is barely a squeak.
You say you dream of the bottom of a lake.
Where crabs dance and shake.
I will throw you into the lake.
If you tell your friends to leave my shoes alone, for their sake!
Endless hills sprawl on and on,
Stretching horizon to horizon,
Here comes the dawn,
The hills sprawl on,
And bend in breezes to the sun.
In argentIna a such rice grain
of great magic i could not explain
produces great amount of paella rice
enough to feed a troop by cooking nIce
just one grain , so much of rice contains
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