There is a cosmic reason
we’ll find greatness in every little detail
~ the universe in constant evolution
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 3rd place 2025
You ask me how to become great?
Allow me a moment to extrapolate.
Eliminate the things in your life that are fake.
What remains, your authentic self,
Will guide you to be yourself,
Which will reveal that you are great.
You can
never
burn
too brightly
for this world
—not ever.
My heart The voice
Each beat a chant
Refusing to be silenced
Each beat getting louder
An act of defiance
It would not be quiet
Our skeleton
The foundation
The vessel which carried the rebellion
It's the ground that doesn't crumble
Even as we march
It doesn't take the attention
It remains humble
Knowing that it was not bigger than the movement
The blood is the strength
It doesn't let it rest
It is the breath of each footstep
It is the fuel of the movement
The bloodstream carries the fire
Throughout the body ensuring we never tire
The stomach feeds the protest
With words of encouragement
Echoes Throughout the body
And bleeds from our mouth
You can't put us down
Our skin Our shield
To show we won't yield
Our representation
Of everything we are fighting for
To let them know out blackness
Is something we are proud of
After all being black is the definition of greatness
Pain To Greatness
Breath in the cold.
Don’t tell me no.
Run through the street.
Put on your hoodie.
Be a mystery.
Let me be.
Stay ready.
Hustle knee deep.
Knuckles bloody.
Get to work.
Row up hill, suffer.
Hustle till you drop.
Pain to greatness.
Feel the pain.
Push the grind.
No age matters.
Gray hair, I’m stronger.
No excuses.
My life keeps burning.
Hustle forward.
No day, tomorrow.
Level up.
Sweet hard.
Go into exhaustion.
All worth it.
Pain to greatness.
No talking.
Work.
I will constantly try to raise the bar.
Strive for greatness; that's certainly in me.
Destined to be a noble superstar.
Break through rusted chains that will set me free.
My gateway is Christ, it's all biblical.
Feelings trap me within endless struggles.
All the pain I've endured is minimal.
He gives me my strength, all of my muscles.
Dispense my hope to those who are deprived.
As I'm not on this battlefield alone.
My compassionate solace they derived.
Attacks turn from immense boulders to stones.
The fear of losing hope invades my mind.
But still, a spark of faith keeps me aligned.
May we be blessed to understand…
for as long as we shall love and live…
our greatness is determined…
not by how much we have…
but by how much we give.
"Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon 'em."
— Twelfth Night, Act II, Scene V
Some are born to crowns and gold,
With power strong and wealth untold.
Some will climb, with sweat and pain,
To carve their names and stake their claim.
And then there’s me—a simple bloke,
Who’d rather nap than wear a cloak.
Greatness came, it knocked, it screamed,
I locked the door—it must have dreamed.
For who would trade a peaceful life,
For throne-room squabbles, royal strife?
Give me books, a pint, some cheese—
Let others rule, I’ll take my ease.
So take your greatness, shove it far,
I’d rather be right where I are.
Bravery
His attribute
Always doing
What others are afraid of
Very determined, not desperate
He's so confident and courageous.
Braveness
He's so fearless
Always ready
To face whatever is ahead
He's a risk taker
He's thy people's hope
Even danger can't stop him.
Braveness
Forward and onward
He's always ready
He's not a coward
Always doing the impossible
By setting new records
None could ever break him
Never settled for anything but greatness.
A spark within us, a flame that burns so bright
Guiding us forward, through life's darkest night
The voice whispers secrets, of a greatness yet unknown
A declaration that stirs the soul, and awakens us to our throne.
You, too, possess this greatness, a treasure yet untold
A light that shines within, a story yet to be unfold
Don't let the shadows of doubt, or fears that would ensnare
Hold you back from soaring, on the winds of hope and faith that's there.
Breathe in the essence of resilience, and let your heart be bold
Learn to rise above, to conquer and never grow cold
Sip from the cup of hope, and let its sweetness revive
And when the storms of fear assail, let courage be your shield and guide.
Erase the word "impossible" from the canvas of your mind
And paint instead a masterpiece, of "I can," "I will," and "I am divine"
You are great, and greatness awaits, just beyond the horizon's bend
So rise, dear one, and claim your birthright, your greatness that will never end.
I want to belong to a hollow space,
Where no one can catch my tiny lace.
I want to live on my own,
The space is nothing but a trace.
I have found my own kingdom,
The disheartened enemies have learned some wisdom.
I have found my own gallery,
Where hollowness is never misery.
I want to live every day as if it’s my last,
The world is the beginning and, perhaps, also the end.
I want to live in my own space,
Where I can be myself, leaving behind every judgmental face.
I want to leave behind my memories,
Since memories stir unnecessary dilemmas.
I cannot undo what has been done,
I cannot worry about what is out of my hands.
Allow me to live in my hollow paradise,
Free from the tension of commentators.
Allow me to get back on track,
Even if it’s a chaotic maze.
Have you ever had your heart do a cartwheel
Anticipating something marvelous happening
Knowing today is going to be super special?
Yesterday was such a day
I thought I might learn a new skill
Develop a new hobby, find a lost treasure
I wrote seventeen poems
Painted on ten canvases
Same oh same oh
But this quick feeling of excitement was not wasted
It inspired and enthused me to expect greatness
That feeling is always welcome
How is it, that we find beauty, yet another sees ugliness?
I think it festers in a place of dark, deep, inner
smugness!
Humilty is a great sign in any God made human.
Plowing through life with hatred~is the downfall of many
A great man, or vain woman!
God runs the world or don’t we know that?
As a soldier dies,blood running out of his hat.
And you believe penning ipoetry is better than that?
Tell me…..where is your empty heart at?
Flat and frozen, like a winter key, under an iced door mat.
1/1/2025
See your Intuition
Smell your Potential
Touch your Emotions
Taste your Experience
Unbox true calling
Harvest Greatness Internally
Set boundaries
Keep toxic persons, place outside
Optimise energy, resources, time
Scale up ideas, self-belief
Set realistic goals
Achieve with passion, conviction
Harvest Greatness Externally
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Dr Hitendra Mehta, India, ????
Oftentimes, greatness
Truly, is not recognized
In your own country.
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