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“Life is too short to be serious all the time. So, if you can’t laugh at yourself, call me and I’ll laugh at you.” - Anonymous
Silliness is not a curse, it's a blessing if you care to know.
To be serious and smug is what all fake people like to show.
To be light-hearted and silly billy is not a sin, blunder.
Seriousness is malady best killed before life's asunder.
Silliness helps you break the ice and lightens life's many burdens
Prudish approach inevitably makes you miss all the guerdons
Life itself throws silliest of problems have you ever noticed.
In love matters, you've no idea even the remotest
And if you take silly matters seriously life becomes hell.
It's from certain foolish experiences I can simply tell.
When serious becomes silly, and silly becomes serious,
You're inviting troubles in your life and it becomes tedious.
Experience says silly behaviour can be rewarding too.
If it's not overdone, beyond measure, and you are truly you.
I've heard humour and silliness are natural, free, stress-busters.
Laconic, but timely silly jokes can be happy life's thrusters.
So, do not underestimate what appears a silly half-wit.
Despite appearance, he's the happiest soul you care to admit.
Why can I not just be
Be at ease with being me
Ease myself into an easy flow
Jeez, is that part of me a flaw
My bloom is way past its glow
All motion now rendered slow
Mixed emotions bout to blow
And my mood doomed to waffle
I'm fearful life is foredoomed to be awful
Maybe its best to cut loose the old self
Set my aura aside to rest on a shelf
Shake loose my cells till they unform
to dally around freely without form
So I can be as one with the norm
Let all fear step back now with a bow
As I take a chance to step up and wow
It's about time I cease being reactive
Seize the day, vibrate on positive
And still strive to be progressive
Even while I live in active procrastination
Remaining passive in my participation
I wait till I receive a valid sign of progress
It's since proved to be a very useful process
That filters my mind of excess stress
It lightens my thoughts so they run clear and free
Freed my guilt and shame too, I did see them flee
Now I intend to be a lot more cautious
I can't keep up with feeling overly anxious
Not over a few missed milestones
My neck won't tote any hefty millstones
If I do concede to this new slow pace
Will I find a space to fit in, in this place
So as to face my inner self in peace
Maybe then I can at last just be
Finally at ease with being me
Form:
When the summer breeze comes along my way,
It freshens me up and makes me to sway,
Gently, I feel like dancing and swinging,
Soft, this summer breeze makes me go singing...
Chorus:
Summer breeze, gentle breeze,
All my languishing flees,
Summer breeze, gentle breeze,
Brings me joy, brings me peace.
When the summer breeze blows its cool incense,
It lightens me up and calms every sense,
Children around me feeling a tingling,
With summer comes the ice cream man jingling...
Chorus:
Summer breeze, gentle breeze,
All my languishing flees,
Summer breeze, gentle breeze,
Brings me joy, brings me peace.
Bridge:
Feel the whistling summer breeze
Rustling through the verdant leaves,
Feel the breeze gently singing
Summer's here - good news bringing...
Chorus:
Summer breeze, gentle breeze,
All my languishing flees,
Summer breeze, gentle breeze,
Brings me joy, brings me peace.
Is black a color or a shade,
that dims true colors?
For black absorbs light
from which colors glow to be visible.
Is white a color or a shade
that lightens true colors?
For within white is all
the colors in the visible light spectrum.
It lightens with a dash of brightness.
Is silence a sound or
an empty gap in what's heard?
Or is silence a shade that dilutes
and numbs true sounds?
Perhaps right down to inaudible.
Can you hear the sound of silence?
Is silence an empty interval
or a vacuum,
totally devoid of sound?
Is it a state of absolute stillness
and quietude, an interlude in time?
Perhaps true silence does not exist,
because you always hear something
even if it's make believe, or
your brain faking sounds or echoing the past.
You can hear silences even though they make no sounds
or vibrations in your ears.
They are perceived as an interval, long or short,
beyond a blink.
Certainly, silence, the absence of sound, does not make the
heart grow fonder.
Waiting to hear is destructive.
Hearing nothing but silence, hurts.
Words spoken but unheard are still-born to silences.
"For silence like a cancer grows".
Chapter and Verse
Borrowed words
Overdue loans
On faded words
Tears melting ink
Wisdom's die
Collection time
Bankrupt soul
With no words to share
Overdue books
Wine splashes the pages
Of my mind
Melancholy whispers to me
Here, here
The past sings me a song
Withered books
Our collective memories
Buried in the pages of history
Sad Chapters
I danced
I drank
Love and wine
Penelope Sosa
Stole heart and mind
Debts paid
Her beauty refined
Lonely betrayal
I dine on sad chapters
As wine still splashes the page
The last Verse
Mathematical potions
Equations that dream
A soft kiss lade upon my sleeping heart
Is it you? Is it you that lightens my soul?
Spread your wings for me
I shall smell the sweet scent
Of your poetic juices
As we lay entwined
Inside the last verse
June 24, 2023 Relationship to God Bible Meditations Based on Proverbs 9-12
Key Verse – Proverbs 9:10 The fear of the LORD is the beginning of wisdom: and the knowledge of the holy is understanding.
LORD GOD, YOU ARE MY WISDOM SOURCE
Lord God, You are my wisdom Source Who illumines my mind biblically
Thank You for correcting me of my foolishness lovingly
So I can increase in Your teachings consistently
With Your knowledge that grants me understanding pleasantly.
Lord God, You are my wisdom Source Who lightens my heaviness
Thank You for making me profit in Your righteousness
So I can progress well by Your goodness
With Your instruction that warns me against haughtiness.
Lord God, You are my wisdom Source Who knows my frailty
Thank You for enriching me with Your blessings’ bounty
So I can abide in Your compassionate sovereignty
With Your holiness that helps me overcome iniquity.
Lord God, You are my wisdom Source Who inspires my spiritual delight
Thank You for smiting me of my pride’s height
So I can profit in Your counsel’s might
With Your truth that upholds me midst Your gracious sight.
Lord God, You are my wisdom Source Who satisfies my soul
Thank You for propelling me to pursue heavenly goal
So I can flourish in Your entrusted ministry-role
With Your inheritance that recompences me fully whole.
Lord God, You are my wisdom Source Who braces my character-building
Thank You for directing me to serve with my best by Your guiding
So I can please You as I pray along Your upholding
With Your joy that props me; against trials, I keep on standing.
Lord God, You are my wisdom Source Who anchors my humble confidence
Thank You for strengthening me by Your providence
So I can exalt Your name upon Your truth’s evidence
With Your favour that accompanies me along Your prudence.
June 24, 2023
I do not want to see her face or hear her voice yet
I am licking my wounds, relishing in my hurt feelings
Not ready to forget, maybe never ready to forgive
Most childish, but please allow me this luxury.
She grovels, but I do not believe her.
I am holding on to my rage, killing myself softly
Outthinking what is happening.
Imagining myself into a frenzy of irritation.
She tries over and over. I do not relent, determined to retain my ego’s hurts.
Forgiveness is not easy coming, I get coaxed into it, by a wiser person.
One who understands that I am truly in a dark place,
created by my own determined ego. My attitude lightens almost immediately.
I feel like an abscessed tooth that just got lanced.
The pressure and the build up so much worse
than anticipated.
Release brings relief.
Written 5-28-2021
Contest: Forgiveness
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
I was out in this world
I thought it was all about me
I was blinded by lustful pleasures
unwilling to stop or see
God never gave up on me
no matter how far I'd sunk down
restored reborn renewed
my faith now on solid ground
I lived a life of decadence
only seeking selfish pleasures
I forsook God's word
fell short of His measure
God never gave up on me
no matter how far I'd sunk down
restored reborn renewed
my faith now on solid ground
people need to realize
and simply understand
the foundation of God
is solid rock not sinking sand
His word nourishes souls
His mercy lightens hearts
God will never give up on you
and from Him you should never part
I was down and out
as low as a human could go
I allowed the enemy to run the entire show
yet despite me being myself
of me God continue to seek
He never gave up on me Lord
Even though I was shallow and weak
God never gave up on me
no matter how far I'd sunk down
restored reborn renewed
my faith now on solid ground
now I'm back in His arms
a new creation in Christ
meditating on His word
my future looking bright
God never gave up on me
no matter how far I'd sunk down
restored reborn renewed
my faith now on solid ground
God never gave up for me
no matter how far I'd sunk down
restored reborn renewed
my faith now on solid ground
"A Hearty poem".
First of all, writing this poem
At home won't rhyme,
It is evening and everywhere is noisy.
The Cocks, the goats and the playing children
won't give me fresh air.
I need the solitude of the mountaintop's atmosphere,
To make me so true, to open my heart
That without miss Agada, I'll always be blue,
I am stuck to her like glue, give me a clue
Why i should not adore her?
Don't even start because i won't buy it!!
For she lightens my smile
And brightens my style,
She kiss my pains away,
Her presence is worth it.
For miss Agada wrought my joy,
Leave me on this mountaintop,
I'll stay here and keep thinking
To keep singing for her, praises of joyous singing.
I'll stay on this mountaintop'
Looking up and feeling high...
For her love is enthusiastic.
I LOVE YOU MISS AGADA.
by; Charles Melody (Lightning Ink).
A gift to behold
Who are you we wondered,
Where your path leads, we thought
I knew what we wanted, couldn’t envisage
Then we surrendered…
When in pain, you are the balm.
When there’s despair, you make calm.
When mind wanders, you direct.
When there’s darkness, you reflect.
The world could be treacherous,
Its people delusional,
with your guiding light, ceaseless wisdom,
the path lightens, spirit awakens, tranquility prevails.
As we celebrate, rejoice,
We all have a choice…
To be with others, to help learn, unlearn;
To keep the hope alive, the lights shining bright.
That’s a gift which will behold,
For a guru, who never gets old!