What came first the chicken or the egg?
The jury is still out on this one. Wait....
Have we found a referee to settle this dispute?
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Pain is temporary likewise gain's worth too,
Though savings might be of relief from blue,
Yet its will is of grace rank;
Using a different self bank-
One which disciplined assessment ensue.
The beak has broken, and I settle on the shore of painful thoughts,
while the sea sews salt around a shell of feathers—
a cradle carved from a time long vanished, a vapor dream of the past.
I touch it gently—the wings contract like secrets hidden in evening shadows—
fragile bruises, a poem of memories passed through rains of forgetting,
hidden beneath an old echo of lullabies that the wind whispers voicelessly.
But still, the shell splits and leaves behind only silence that drips into the depths,
beautiful things, shattering harder and harder now,
its beak caught in the shell's emptiness, wide and unmoved, a scream transformed into sculpture of silence.
And I—I remain stuck, dreaming with open eyes at skies of memories,
dragging myself through the sand of time, with knees scraped by edges of dreams,
still trying to fit into a space where I was never meant to be.
And the only question left—how many times can you bury a falling star,
that never asked to be held in the palm of an unknown desire?
Initially seems like the distance of tip of the needle ,
gradually drawing miles in the middle .
Leading to unnecessary battle ,
solving it can only settle .
The two become quiet ,
one the eyes clues there's a fight.
Breaking close relations ,
all over the nations .
~ Avantika
Initially seems like the distance of tip of the needle ,
gradually drawing miles in the middle .
Leading to unnecessary battle ,
solving it can only settle .
The two become quiet ,
one the eyes clues there's a fight.
Breaking close relations ,
all over the nations .
~ Avantika
I never said you had to settle for less
this bargain we made
with sweetest handshake.
I'll look to you in the sun
meet where ground gives way to sky..
see if any lingering dreams came true
never to reason how or why.
If evening songs become few
you and I will know just what to do-
For two souls in twilight won
we'll rise and settle the sun.
They battle on and show no shame
The other side must take the blame.
And each side thinks that it can win
Punishing others for past sin.
Increase the suffering more and more.
Kill and maim to settle the score.
Year upon year of attrition,
A desperate situation.
For more weapons each side must pay
Then economies in decay.
The other side must take the blame.
They battle on and show no shame .
I purposely stayed because I did not want to feel,
I thought being in love again was overrated and unreal,
I settled for less, because my heart was tired,
At the end of the day, it was always me the one trying,
I gave constantly until I could give no more,
The love was never reciprocated from the door,
I sit alone and ask God why,
I contemplated, maybe I was meant to be alone through this life,
To be truthfully honest my heart is broken,
I don't know how to bring back all the love that's been stolen,
Healing right now, I know will take time,
And maybe one day my heart will be fine,
But until I know for certain I will stay by myself,
And will never again just settle for anyone else.
Love yourself first
Before you can love others
Forgive yourself first
Before you can forgive others
Repent first
Before you can teach
Others to repent.
It's not important
What everyone say to you
What counts, we resolve.
You are not a pick
You are the lick! The real Bag!
Don't think otherwise!
It's life , it's nice pay the price , roll the dice tell your wife , nights in tights and flights with twice the size of nice kites.
I pay the price when l rolled the dice , twice the knife when you take it to heart this secret l take it to the grave .
Rice on ice , my flow is ice and my watch in ice , l am a man of ice call me dynamite my might I see them thick thighs.
Take a slice of the pie , hie and fly my name is Ty l ride l die this is my life when l roll the dice l pay the price it's a nice life.
There goes my rise....
Can we find a means of settlement,
do one, create one,
bring one about -
about our heads,
about our bodies,
within our minds,
within our hearts?
Is such a settlement possible?
Do we call it peace
before we are in pieces?
Do we call it love
before a level of revulsion?
We may settle, but first rattle;
we may relax, but first roll;
we may find peace, but first pose;
we may die, oh so gently, and be ghostly.
(Sep 2022)
A good start is half done
Halting half way undone
Battles to get settled down won
Can one remain calm ignoring violence?
Can angry words have the power to infuriate,
or change minds while they are searching
for those answers too uncertain and chilling?
No quest more alluring than this has plagued
me more ardently since the beginning of doubts;
is fairness another will to be desperately contested?
Is patience a burden or a belief nobody holds?
We all worry about tomorrow and the events it will unfold,
nobody can rely on men's promises; they sound good
until they turn bad swiftly diverging from the right path;
hold a steady grip on your convictions without being a wretch!
Flags aren't banners to settle matters on your behalf,
scream louder and make every wall shake
stronger than a devastating earthquake:
they will hear your plea unless they are deaf!
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