Dreams need keys to be unlocked be fulfilled
Remember nothing ventured nothing gained
Ending needs a beginning, you have are that
A crucial part is what happens when fulfilled
Memories are created they must be treasured
So how do you intend ensure eternal dreams
I won't say no, no matter what
So ask away, it's alright
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
So ask away, unrestrained
I take pleasure saying yes
So ask away, no need to guess
There's nothing you can't ask of me
So ask away and you'll see
Feel like someday wanting more?
Ask away, the answer's sure
Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained
(Cream Rises To The Top)
Miracle Man
May 23, 2023
In life, no natural law or proclamation, ever decrees,
that a day started badly must continue that path.
Through our daily encounters we can still breeze,
if negative thoughts are interred in the aftermath.
Keeping pace with others only makes one mediocre,
and the success of the draw will be unsatisfying.
Cream rises to the top is not the attitude of a choker,
and success will find those not averse to trying.
Valiant suitor in pursuit; for a valentine he has on his mind,
Aching to catch the eye of a lady sweet, fair and kind.
Longing to impress, in his intentions, he must truly shine.
Each day he yearns for a passioned filled fate,
Notions fill his head, with dreams of their first date.
Troubled briefly, that she would decline his advances;
Inspired by February's hearts and flowers, he would take his chances.
"Nothing ventured, nothing gained"; hoping his invitation would not be in vain.
Evening comes, the table is set, the candles glow; dinner and dancing a perfect
night for romancing.
losing at some game
produces very little shame
no one else to blame
pride quite easy to reclaim
nothing ventured nothing gained
big or little stakes
wagers may keep minds awake
or make weak souls shake
don't bet what shouldn't be lost
keep in mind that final cost
losing in a war
involves relatively more
lost for evermore
may be people you adore
wagered in deadly gore
bet all of one's mind
on what remains undefined
life a non-stop grind
of intensely out of line
dancing with wild emotion
keep the odds in scope
know when it's time to say nope
don’t ante last hope
when on that slippery slope
full of angles and false tropes
She's kissing mirrors and plucking hairs.
Wants to be with someone who cares.
She's running late - puts on a spurt.
She brushes her hair, slips on her new skirt.
She's hoping to meet a new someone.
Who won't just break her heart for fun.
She needs a friend, not just a flirt.
To end her loneliness and the hurt.
Is she too early or is he late.
With trepidation she sits and waits.
And plays it cool, it's just a game.
Thinks nothing ventured, nothing gained.
Now staring through an empty glass.
Her solitude is about to pass.
He calls her name, looks into her eyes.
They share their stories and realise.
They make the same journey everyday.
Both strangers heading a different way.
Together they sit and share their wine.
He makes her laugh - it's been a long time.
Smothered,
patience wanes her cure
morning bites
more than one can chew
and . . .
it's cursed, cast from demons
begging to get there first
blood drips down the back of the throat
in the stillness of the dawn
clenched teeth
awaiting
a perfect mood to be borne
dusted,
rouge makes way
to face the gruesome,
graved
grovelled within the growl
gulped, drenched
in pure goldlike moments,
stat
liquid caffeine
needled
hooked then veined
nothing ventured nothing gained
sown then spread,
an awakening of the dead
blind
ripped corners of the mind
aching and coming to head
why hell,
you forced me
to wish for dead
there's no time for love
when answers receive no call
fall, fall, fall
we all fail
then fall again
Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained
Written: by Miracle Man
10-17-2019
Many people will avow,
to being risk adverse.
In discussing this point,
they often become terse.
if we can’t stick our neck out,
without undue fear.
We’ll be like the tortoise,
and not get anywhere.
Sometimes a decision,
causes life to seem bleak.
But risk is always commensurate,
with the reward we seek.
Life worthy
06/09/2018
Life’s too short so have a blast
Stop living in the bloody past
Get out there and live some life
Marry yourself a beautiful wife
Take some risks and quit that job
That turned you into a lazy slob
Hit the gym and swim some laps
Adjust your food and never look back
Check your attitude at the door
Keep working on that strengthened core
Take the kids out, no not for ice cream
Make them run until they scream
They’ll hate you now but love you later
Show them how to strive for greater
Life is harsh and full of pain
Take them walking in the rain
For all things good come at a price
And getting there may not be nice
Nothing ventured nothing gained
Your little life will stay the same
So grab your life fully by the horns
Tackle it and endure it’s thorns
For in the struggle lies the lesson
The core of all I’m here professing
Life is pain
Pain is life
Embrace the strain
Embrace your wife
Embrace each day
Embrace each struggle
Life has a way
The way is Hard
Embrace the pain
Embrace each shard
Embrace the growth
Embrace life’s journey
Life is precious
Make sure your worthy
She’s so out of my league.
She’s just so out of my league.
So many guys want her-
Who’d consider any other?
Seems no one can have her.
She’s just so sunny sweet,
No other girl can compete.
All my friends and I must concede-
She’s out of our league.
She’s seems out of my league.
But is she out of my reach?
Those guys give her the eye—
Discouraged, won’t even try--
Feel they don’t qualify.
She always walks alone.
Maybe I could walk her home.
If I can see past her mystique
She’ll not be out of my league
“Nothing ventured, nothing gained”,
I told myself again and again.
I could strut beside her.
I should smile and talk to her;
Always be kind to her.
Gotta step up, swing for the fence-
Exercise some confidence.
Maybe I’ll slink away in shame;
Or I might set her heart aflame.
(Chorus)
Could this working-class guy ever catch her eye?
Is she too pretty to be seen with someone like me?
Does she have too much charm to ever hang on my arm?
If I thought so, I’ve already lost.
Dark mood
Falling pieces
sinking signs
not so fine and noticed by a stranger
talking in dutch
look at me
he says your sick and someones got to clean up this mess
make this step
or you'll regress
further than you ever dreamt
cast into a dusty head
break this chain and break this pain
change it for the other brain
make your world without this blame
once you learn to breath
soon you can move with ease
you'll do your best
if you confess
you'll carry less
you're heart will rest
the stranger says
your cage is open
you are free
if you can see the door
make this step
one foot forward
nothing changed, you'll stay the same
nothing ventured, nothing gained
take a deep breath
take it slowly
stand up tall
and walk around this falling wall
once you learn to breathe
soon you can move with ease
soon you will will be
soon you will see
the world has got to move
you can too if you learn to breathe
once you learn to breath
soon you can move with ease
https://soundcloud.com/inspiraller/dark-mood
LAS NAVES DE MEDERA (Wooden Ships)
They wanted ships. What they got
was wooden shells
not a farthing from the Crown
for these floating buckets.
Six thousand corks, hastily riveted
into the keel planking, kept them afloat.
Nina. Santa Maria. Pinta.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained said Isabella.
Ah, muchacho, would she ever cash in.
The navigater shot the course
over the main, visions of tapestry and lace
and all sorts of spices in his head.
Gold? Well--Sí, oro.
But he never dreamed.
The natives appeared naked and restless.
In scatted shades of blues and reds,
artists painted skirts on the girls,
long shirts on the old women,
loincloth on the men,
and a pearl studded gilded robe on the king.
Which Chris promptly stole.
His mistake was trying to hide it
from Isabella.
© ron wilson arbuthnot
aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet
Of all the letters you have written
Your last letter is the best,
And even in your apprehension
Stands apart from all the rest!
More love, more hope, more savoir faire than
I have ever seen before
The very pathway to your heart seems
More and more an open door
Apologies weren’t left unspoken
Nor were any punches pulled
Courageously pursuing joint health
Your emotions left unschooled.
I see real movement in your life now
And a soul nearly unchained,
No judgment if love comes or goes for
Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
And there’s new courage in your footsteps,
New excitement in your smile,
Forever friends that you can count on,
Trust that makes your life worthwhile.
Your anger at ‘God’s absence’ fading,
His provision your strong arm,
Emerging love of self that serves you,
True faith that protects from harm.
Those expectations that once killed love
Now are lifting from your veil.
While aspirations to be servant
Nurture love that cannot fail.
Oh feel my faith that Love’s the answer,
Friend to ev’ry question known,
The boundless fount of ev’ry smile’s light,
Cure for ev’ry sacred groan.
Brian Johnston
January 8, 2015
Billy Bob had fallen in love
Consuming his entirety
Awakening his heart ached
Asleep his love passed him by
Though yearning he did not reveal
Valentine's Day loomed so near
Dare he reveal his true feelings
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
Was his one recurring mantra
He bought a card and wrote a name
'Stephan I love you, please be mine'
He inserted a deep red rose
inside the card and posted it
He waited on Valentine's Day
His quaking spirits were soaring
He received a card from Stephan
Revealing feelings were mutual
They arranged to meet after school
to Billy Bob's distress and grief
Heard that his love had that day died
from septicaemia due to
pricking his finger recently
from the thorn of a deep red rose.
Do you ever think what might have been
When you drive alone at night
Just you and your thoughts in darkness
In the glow of the dashboard light
We were so young and innocent then
Playing parts in by a grown-ups game
Suspended in our own universe
Where tomorrow never came.
That final day when you slammed the door
The walls came tumbling down
I held my breath and prayed to God
That you would turn around
Although it was oh so long ago
I think of you now and then
And wonder had I called you back
what really would have been.
I hope you wrote that brilliant book
That was pulsing through your veins
And still adhere to the adage
Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
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