Fiction evolves from reality.
Even Truth in stranger than Fiction
Again Fiction has the power
to initiate real stories.
Fiction is the reflection of Reality
and vice. Versa.
The measure of power of Fiction
depends to what intensity
it can influence readers.
The more the reader is engrossed
or impressed, more powerful is the Fiction.
Reality and Fiction apparently resemble
two poles of a magnet, attracting one another.
If Fiction be the shadow of Truth,
Truth is Shadowed by Fiction
Life is not a Continuous Function -
But contains chapters of discrete function
as several happenstances
producing Fiction of ruthless Truth
Nature embracing Earth have broad reach
to nourish, support and enrich
Ecosystem participating at random
in cosmic curriculum
exhibiting wide spectrum
through versatility,
dynamism and vitality.
Vast oceans, rivers, mountains,
deserts, volcanoes, fountains
going through formation , reformation,
or destruction , extinction !
Natural happenstances —-
Infinite number of instances.
Life is also running through initiation
evolution and extinction
ceaseless continuous
on broad reach simultaneous.
Holding broad reach, Nature possessing so many aspects
presenting , also representing non-living and living objects.
Sometimes in things that happen
In happenings things
Those circumstances
Happenstances
Sometimes may make you cringe
~
When the sun goes round
Offen times apparents somethings
Sometime sometimes comes down
Faith is the substance of things hoped for the evidence of unseen
You don't have to see it, to believe it
~
With your EyEs gate
Because unseeness is real
Yet when the clouds comes faith
And then the rains falls feels
All is focus maybes comes
~
Sometimes in things that happen
In happenings things
Those circumstances
Happenstances
Sometimes may make you cringe
~~~~~
The unknown is known, hasn't happen yet
Sometimes sometime comes God's blesses
4/20/26
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2026
The power of innocence
sometimes strong, sometimes feeble.
Innocent child claims affection
as sure shot influenced by
natural human instinct , quite distinct.
Yet children exploitation and abuse
also are not rare happenstances !
Ignorance sprouting from innocence
mostly welcomes trouble and adversity,
The power of innocence then fails absolute.
Power of innocence works
depending on emotive urge of compassion
of surroundings.
Yesterday
Ever since held high idea on own intellect
depending on self confidence .
Determined to carry performance
for everything which I may decide to select.
Through journey of life, many times I met hazards
ending in compulsive failure.
No way, but I had to endure.
My intellect couldn't find how to proceed onwards.
Today
Day by day I gained experience, how to deal
with happenstances on my life,
so that I'll be less deprived.
My intellect captured wisdom to get it sealed.
My wisdom trained intelligence to compromise.
Now I adjust and change myself.
so that I get maximum help.
Today I'm enough wise not to fall but to rise.
Am I walking through Ways of Providence ?
or walking just to struggle on my own !
I am confused , also amused to sense
reality ! Am I guided or lone ?
Are pre- scheduled all the happenstances !
Am I instructed by Divine Power ?
Is there a supreme strength to embower ?
Or, I surrender to circumstances !
Does Divine Guidance fabricate my fate ?
Then life will turn purposeless - meaningless.
No use of brain -mind-soul to navigate.
Just to be flooded , careful or careless.
How can you define , what is Providence ?
It's Supremacy in your soul to stay.
On Moral Values , carry Reverence.
Ways of Providence will be shown, I say.
Took birth at the door of uncertainty
to enter in life continuing journey,
not even aware of my own identity.
From where I came ? where to go, seems most funny !
Body belongs to me and also soul is mine.
But at any time, can I raise my voice?
Though born as human and I am feeling fine,
To lead my life was I given any choice?
Through evolution mere probability !
Natural happenstances without control ?
Just only chance or fair possibility,
Cycle of life and demise, endless to roll !
I possess my body, yet temporary !
Through door of uncertainty life to greet :
Any moment may flash, date of expiry.
Through door of uncertainty to exit.
Important happenstances continue to echo
in future life also.
Might be attenuated in pitch
reduced in slow decay.
being filtered with passage of time
My Dad was my Idol, Philosopher and Guide
to inspire, instruct, direct and protect me.
His advices continuously echo in my mind
on same strength without losing intensity .
'Echo Filtering Reality' at least failed in this aspect
I strictly follow all his instructions
throughout my life till date.
His blessings and affection showering me
all along echoing in my soul, just unfiltered.
The voices of my Dad to echo in my ears
not fading with Time but guarding me at every step.
It Started With A Blank Canvas
Blank canvas of my mind was open
from very childhood,
since my consciousness was ready to draw and paint.
I started to use that blank canvas
time to time as I wished.
My dreams and musings ,
my desires and yearnings,
my fulfilment and achievement ,
all colourful happenstances showed spectacular outcome !
While failure , despondency
or if crushed by betrayal or malice,
or sorrowful events etcetera
exhibited ugly sketches,
even couldn’t be deleted.
Those put deep black scars to get permanently pasted.
The wasted space was beyond to recover.
Tried to erase to make my canvas
exhibiting masterpiece but failed.
Ultimate my canvas produced
a collage of juxtaposition.
MAGICAL
Neither practical
nor theoretical, but
it is magical.
Falsehood shown in guise of fact,
just giving wonderful stunt.
An event occurs,
no doubt ! It's quite possible.
When impossible
happenstances happening,
just magic to mesmerize.
Magic is performed
by a magician for fun !
That is magical.
Sometimes Nature shows magic,
then it is termed miracle.
I am your treasured Water, source of life;
Without me, ecosystems could not be.
My oceans, rivers, streams- are full and rife;
But, uncontrolled- can lead to tragedy.
And, I am Fire, your friend or foe Earth form;
As forests age, I burn and recreate.
My flames can cook your food or keep you warm.
Yet, running free may cause a sorry fate.
We two join up to form a balanced gain-
As basic elements of your grand Earth.
While Water hydrates- Fire's warm comforts reign;
Can intertwine all levels- fault or worth.
Two elements among your Earth's grand scheme;
We, Fire and Water offer ups and downs.
Though torch of flames and rushing waters team-
Our happenstances can bring smiles or frowns.
FROLIC FLUSH
On dusky evening you appeared unexpected . I offered you posy of lily shining in crimson glaze of my mind , instantly plucked from garden. That was the first and last chance to express my love.
Our lingering urge melted in ebullient mutual crave. Romantic glow of your
emerald eyes shimmered , glimmered in placid blinks. Glory of your
amorous glance reflected to get reciprocated, resounded through my looks.
Me flooded in frolic flush of my feelings. I soared high above seven heavens. I felt tender touch of your fingers while you took blossoms from my hesitant hand. Ardent ardour of that pearly passion transmitted tremor in lust.
I yearned for capturing that auspicious moment crossing boundary of space time. I prayed to float ever and ever making pause on time flow.
I wished to continue time - bound happenstances on extension ignoring
restriction of reality which is also relative.
OVERWHELMING
Overwhelming waterfall in dazzling dynamism.
Overwhelming river on ceaseless flow flowing forever.
Overwhelming ocean on aqua opulence.
Overwhelming rain showers with cloud burst and thunders.
Overwhelming flora and fauna in astonishing diversity.
Overwhelming Nature on amazing happenstances.
Overwhelming journey of life in inexplicable experiences.
03\25\23
Writing Challenge:" O" - words
Third Place
Contest by Constance La France.
What thoughts exist behind your sullen eyes?
What hardships has your weathered self endured?
Determination in your sad face dies
within that haunting stare, past years ensured.
Your piercing, cold expression tells the tale
that happiness has left you long ago.
Acceptance in your lot has made you frail
from happenstances, only you can know.
The shadow of your face in darkness hides,
though part remains aglow in the full light;
perhaps where dream for eagerness resides-
safeguarding hope that future days delight.
Wish on, old man- time is your only hope-
remaining light grants you the will to cope.
June 29, 2022
Contest: The Pastel Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Craig Cornish
(My poem was based on a pastel created by a
very talented artist named Terrilynn Dubreuil
who happens to be Greg Barden's sister.
Check out her website @TravelingArtista.com)
Fail-Safe
While venturing on uneven path of life
Fair chances to slip or slide at every strife!
Or to tumble on rumbles of obstacles:
How to tackle the shackles of hindrances!
My brain alarms sending advice
'Keep always Fail-Safe device
active and alert to control and support.
I dream ceaseless and continue my dreams
as I proceed and wish to succeed.
Dormant desires display designs of ambition
through lattice of dreams in light and shadow of happenstances.
Fail-Safe device to guard and guide.
It's my pride
as I dream and dream till fulfillment.
03/23/22
Fourth Place
Pick a Theme
Title chosen 'Fail-Safe'
Contest by Edward Ibeh
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