It really looks peaceful when you see
A man on a bench sitting reading his phone
But it could be the act of contumacy
His vehement dream to stay alone
Similarly, what do they know about me
May have nothing to do with reality
I don't bother to conceal a mystery
Anyhow I'm a missed personality
So what’s real, no one can say for certain
They can only guess and suppose
I say howdy and smile, an invisible curtain
Slightly moved, but remains closed.
He sweetly serenades me 'til we fall asleep.
He is truly the one whom I want to keep.
He captivates me so much, I cannot speak.
His voice soothes me to point I am so meek.
He lets me hold him in my arms so closely.
He rests his face upon my bosom tenderly.
He is so beautiful, especially as he sleeps.
His presence as warm as tea which steeps.
He softly sings to me and if I know the song,
We sing and realize to each other we belong.
We show each other true love in every way.
We wish to be together every day, someday.
We have met many times before this life,
Why we know how to resolve every strife.
We lived so similarly, though separately,
And now we met, we are no longer lonely.
No longer will I entertain
Any of those who left me in pain.
Now I believe in love again,
Because of someone similarly slain.
Love really exists
Caring reciprocal love
Father, children, happy family...
Father of the earth, you are beautiful
created in magnificence
graciously gifted by God
to give yourself to your children in love!
Father, exemplary man, strong
husband and royal protector,
crucial support and support...
Gently but attentively,
father warns; daughter, don't play at the table!
"Father, I'm recording, I'm not playing."
Calm, transparent pond...
ducklings learn to swim!
Father duck, watch carefully...!
Every father, patiently
like a mother similarly
of his children is a teacher
Blackbirds actively search for food, yet not all seeds have the potential to germinate. Poets draw their inspiration from seeds, birds, and the sun. When a bird drops a seed in the forest, the sun provides the necessary nourishment. The seed may sprout or it may not. Similarly, a woman may choose to be with her partner; he could lead to a pregnancy, or he might not. She has the power to decide whether to continue the pregnancy, although external factors can influence its development.
In my creative vision, I have several compelling ideas that I am determined to share with the world. A fashionable item will achieve widespread popularity as it connects with its audience. A poem will carve its path through its distinct journey.
Importantly, the poet plays a vital role in driving the movement forward in establishing the movement.
If sperm were deposited into the soil, it is unlikely that they could survive like seeds.
Although I refrain from claiming that my poem will endure indefinitely, my unspoken words will grow like seeds, planting my name firmly in the landscape of knowledge.
I am my true self, akin to a poem that originated from a mere seed.
Today I’m grateful for understanding
how the ripples of love and kindness with their constant motion
works very similarly to the waves upon the ocean…
If I send love and kindness out with the tide…
heading toward the horizon…out across the sea….
when the tide returns there’s a gook chance
love and kindness will find their way back to me.
Speak your melodies
and I'll dream of harmonies
that will someday be befitting of your artistry
Similarly
Voice your euphony
and I'll dream of poetry
that will someday be worthy
of your flattery,
and lure you into rhapsody -
pure ecstasy with each word
that breathes between the pages
from beneath those eyes
that never cease to critique,
and a breath that reeks of deceit
and deserted dreams that I still cling to
What means destiny?
It's being an all round, or waiting for the correct time.
Doing own work with perfection, or waiting for corrections in life.
Learning from own mistakes, or leaving everything on divine.
Isn't it's our own steps and actions decides our destiny!
Ahh! Quite confusing!
Every theories gives a new conclusion.
Every suspect wants a new condone........
Similarly; Every person wants new succession but without exertion!
Listen! Stop being lazy..... having faith is good but overness makes you crude.
Perfection is not what destiny beings......
Sometimes only taking small and correct steps is what destiny seeks.
There is no exact explanation of destiny as it may vary with person and their personality.......
But we can have a guess that......if our deeds are good then our destiny can be defined without any compunction and uncertainty .
~Pratibha Pradhan
For those who liberate the caged bird,
They also liberate themselves.
Individuals who instigate conflict for,
Monetary benefits will ultimately undergo reformation in due course.
History often repeats itself many times,
Yet some individuals fail to heed their warnings.
The Great Wall of China, was damaged by workers
As they were trying to make shortcuts to get to the other side.
The Trojan Horse was constructed with strategic thinking.
Similarly, the Berlin Wall was built as a barrier.
Today marks a competitive phase between
Temu and Shein are notable entities in the clothing industry.
It remains to be seen if they will address the challenges and opportunities within the sector effectively.
The term "Tariff" has become familiar to me over the past few months.
Shall we worry about them; shall we give in? shall we seek solutions?
Only divine wisdom can guide us during challenging times.
For those who liberate the caged bird,
They also liberate themselves.
We all saw it
We all heard it
We all read it
And smelled it.
Meanwhile Deedeepee is rotting in jail
For probably having committed a similar crime
Some do the crime and others don’t do the time
Similarly, some go to Heaven and others go to Hell.
The world smelled it
The world read it
The world heard it
And we saw it.
Some people are above the law
Some people are found to have no fault
Somewhere, God needs to tight the bolt
So all can hear the unwonted song of the crow.
No jail time, no fine and no probation
However, we all felt the humiliation
For God’s sake, an Honorable Christian like Jimmy
Would have never been in such a gnarly quandary.
We all smelled it
We all read it
We all heard it
And the world saw it.
No further explanation
We wonder if justice was done
No further condemnation
History is always fair, just and fun.
The world heart it
The world read it
The world saw it
And we smelled it.
Copyright © January 2025, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
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The deletion of one's post will then have a direct impact on one's totality of posts being reduced by that action, in equal numbers,
where the relevancy will be the act of adding a post to one's totality of their posts being increased by that action, in equal number.
The consequences of those plus or minus acts should directly impact one's posts encountering a stipulation.
Albeit, the modus operandi forestalls, at which point the deletion of two posts almost immediate to each other, and in pursuit, similarly its totality reduced, with the recommended window for numbered of privileged posts--
--Should have ascertained relief of two deletions upon its immediacy, an act for an act, and be accorded the window of opportunity times two within the same time frame:
~~ Explanations needless warranty of a suspenseful guesstimate.
The vastness of space is a fascinating enigma;
It mesmerizes everyone who falls into it.
If you fall once, then you will begin to sink.
Nature has fabricated the universe into a paradise,
Even if it accommodates hazards, it reveals the magic.
Similarly, a plant requires a flower for beauty,
Space requires astronauts to view its charms.
Like a beautiful newborn baby every day,
Beautiful newborn celestials every time.
At night, the brightening surface of the moon
Shows how much love spreads when we try to grasp it!
The relationship between astronaut and space flows,
An undefined phenomenon aligning them.
Seeing every star twinkling,
An astronaut's heart twinkles frequently.
As Russia launched Sputnik to explore wonders in space,
The curiosity of the USA led to the launch of Colombia
To view the amazement of space.
As the lion is the king of the jungle,
Similarly, the great space center NASA is the one
That possesses a peak position in eternity!
Picture, if you will, mirrors of light
where dreams and reality embrace.
Both lie at the darkest edge of Night,
superimposed on ebony space.
Sharing shades of a violet hue,
they seamlessly brush darkness away.
And as these mirrors come into view,
they reflect the Night's starry array.
Similarly, they flaunt paradise,
dual sanctuaries shining bright.
Presenting Eden, not once but twice,
offering a choice of left or right.
One shows signs that people might live there:
human beings, imbued with a soul.
Yet, it's hard to see past what they share,
while either choice could levy a toll.
Both appear equally lush and green,
and yet, just one hints at human lives.
On the left, a garden can be seen,
while on the right, Nature's bounty thrives.
Choose between these orbs hung on black,
decide before you step through that glass.
For, unlike Alice, there's no way back
from where souls exist, or souls trespass.
** What’s Torn **
What’s been torn off or away may be
a recurring theme — of dreams or memory —
that nags, popping up unexpectedly
to recall or, for dear losses, again grieve…
The things thieved
from life — as divinely conceied,
like the Amazon forest’s trees —
don’t leave, but remain in a spectral reality…
What’s been torn away
may similarly refuse to leave —
like my calve, cut from my body, will scream,
sending phantom pain in suffered agonies…
What was seized from me on that mournful day,
— sculpted by dancing ballet for a decade,
stayed as I went from anestesized to awake
into a daytime nightmare without any escape…
When life sends us to dire places,
where hopelessness would subjugate us,
God will guard our souls and grace us
with a strength: resounding to the soul…
Left ragged, like having my health fail
in reaching goals, I will feel my heart wail
near breaking, but I refuse to let my faith pale
…believing the prayers of heaven will entail
blessings to help all God’s children prevail.
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((c) s.y..eslinger 3/2024
**an addition to “On Phantom Pain” poem still in progress at this time
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