Change
The word itself meaning to modify or alter itself.
Whether for better or worse is factored in by choices we make
Change is inevitable
im afraid
Imagine getting sick of thinking what if.
Imagine getting sick of not believing in thyself.
Imagine waking up every morning with a goal and a plan.
Selah.
You work toward your goal vehemently.
And that plan you can always modify,
but from it you never relent.
Selah.
God blew His breath, which imbued in every crevice
Until our metaphysics lit up.
He made us in his image and to Him limits are nothing but devilish gimmicks.
Alas, then why would you ever accept such sophistry as limits?
Selah.
Imagine what you would have.
Imagine where you could be.
But most importantly, imagine who you would become.
Selah
As the sun begins its journey
Into the morning sky,
This sunrise that's displayed,
Its beauty you can't classify.
The colors are more than vibrant,
Like nothing my eyes have seen,
Each one dynamic and bold,
And somehow perfectly pristine.
The colors blend flawlessly
On the canvas of the sky,
There is a tingling in my soul
From the pleasures that meet my eye.
The horizon is warmly glowing,
Red in a hundred different shades,
Out of this morning sky
There's much beauty that cascades.
As the sun rises higher,
The colors shift and modify,
Moving slowly closer to azure,
And becoming just the sky.
Sweeter are the words
That cannot be said
It is so sweet
Sour are the words
That can be expressed
It is wonderful thou
A human being,
A voice can modify
Various languages
As we speak
And words can be spoken
In different tongues
As we roll the tongue
The tongues have spoken,
Sweeter are the words
That can be spoken
It is so amazing
Sour are the words
That can be omitted
The truth is a wonderful thing
A human being
I watch my verdant eyes envious as the botanicals blossom in a sandstone sunrise glow,
I am a forlorn figure wandering in my fog of fears,
I cannot omit my icy turbulent tears,
Our short saga of passion much like the snow keeps me on the slippery slopes of sorrow,
Unlike the spring my heart is wary of healing,
I have tried to evolve like my kin as their colours modify with the sky,
But my reckless resilience sits saturated in puddles of pity,
I am perpetually a grey shadow lost in winter's chill,
I sometimes ask the cotton candy clouds to glimmer their cedar joy upon my perils,
Their intellectual gapes tell me I must find my internal self-love to glide with other stems again,
I know you're the perilous storm I sowed, but I desire to leave behind our wilting tale.
I wish to burn these bitter beads of pain, yet like the summer rain, I’m struggling to allow a fluorescent rainbow to shine its rays of hope.
Instead, I wallow in the equinox between light and dark,
I fill my petals with pesticides because they resemble you, I wait patiently for this period of despair to depart, as no emotion can linger eternally.
Sense of anomie
disturbs me !
Not feeling free
to get entry
in modern set up !
Better to give up.
Sitting indolent,
instead to lament.
Neither to rectify,
nor trying to modify !
Or to spot and identify !
Not accustomed to spotify.
Moral values ! Universal
So far followed ! Traditional.
Now on deterioration
among new generation.
Cause of irritation to analyse :
Outlook of society to modernise .
Searching for my enemy,
sinking in abyss of anomie.
Do not cry for something
You could not change
Nor modify
Life is about the Unveiling of things
Pick up the pieces
And move on
Wiping my sorrows,
As the seas collide
The intensity of the movement
Modifies the path
As the birds starts to sing
The tone of the voice
Brings peacefulness
Wiping my hands,
Do not cry for something
You could not change
Nor modify it
Life is about enduring the challenges
Pick up the pieces
And move on
Wiping my eyes.
I'd rather hear a lie ... Let's modify
than an alibi I much prefer a fib
~ or would I ... ~ to a broken rib
I have never been
In this situation
Then again
I have never been
In this age
I have never been
In this love
Then again
I have never been
In love,
It shall come to pass
What,the weather?
The lies
It shall modify
What,the character?
The personality
It shall build
What,the house?
The individual,
I have never been
In this environment
Then again
I have never been
In this atmosphere
I have never been
In this complication
Then again
I have never been
In this confusion
As the pieces of the puzzle
Starts to modify the path
Is this amazing?
As the faded years
Starts to awaken the memory
Is this an accomplishment?
Truth be told,
Laughter was heard over the mountain
The sea was moving in all directions
And the word spelt it
Overwhelming of emotions over the river bank's
The wind stood still
And the sequence of movement lead the way
It shall be told,
As the body of a human being
Starts to acknowledge its existence
Is this the uniqueness?
As the tongue of the mouth
Starts to say the unspoken words
Is this the beginning?
Truth be told.
Leadership is not only to lead
It is to modify your personality
The acceptance of your uniqueness
Leadership is not only to formulate the ideas
It is how you construct those ideas
The utilization of your reasoning
Leadership is not only to mesmerize
It is how you present yourself
Finish that sentence
The preparation of the stage
Comparison is outdated
The audience is about to be surprised
A WARRIOR is landing
The movement is being felt
As the clouds spells the name
Interesting as it would be
Leadership is not only to be a leader
It is how you emphasize your identity
Loving yourself
Leadership is not only about being popular
It is about being productive
Giving your best
Leadership is not only about the achievements
It is about how you achieve those goals
Meant to achieve
I turn the fallacy
by the poem
malavite
for the dolce vita
the partenza
by the return,
ugliness for beauty...
so i live
and I always do...
to modify the pain
by bliss...!
I live the world trying
to modify the impossible,
until one day
possible be!
Even though it's war,
my hope is not over,
nor my humanity...
After the assaults,
flowers will be reborn,
and even then
the smiles will return,
humanity will not modify...
With so many missiles thrown,
those who perform war,
will also feel pain
and suffering... and love
reigned again,
some day, soon... !
Stand by at the proper moment.
Your shattered heart will be mended
We will address every one of your issues.
And your concerns.
The poise will modify the dread.
You were desperate for this.
To move to the prologue that follows.
Within the bounds of your being.
Written: March 23, 2022
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