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Reflections on the Important Things

1. Dew-kissed petals bloom, 
   Whispers of eternity,  
   Silent truths unfold.

2. Rippling pond mirrors,  
   Ancient oaks and fleeting dreams,  
   Life's essence dances.

3. In the fragile glass, 
   Echoes of love and laughter,  
   Moments crystallize.

4. Mountains hold their breath, 
   Cradling secrets of the sky,  
   Weightless wisdom sings.

5. Heartbeats sync with tides, 
   Stars weave constellations bright, 
   Life's tapestry spun.

6.In quiet moonlight, 
   We find solace, purpose, grace,  
   Reflections guide us.

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The twilight, like a gentle lover, wraps the world in a soft embrace.
Its colors blend and bleed, creating a canvas painted with hues of dreams and memories.
Each stroke of dusk is a whispered promise, a secret shared between the fading day and the emerging night.

The moon, that celestial wanderer,
tosses its silver coin across the vast expanse of sky.
It dances with the stars, those ancient companions who listen intently to its murmured confessions.
They exchange cryptic messages, like cosmic postcards, bridging the gap between infinity and our mortal existence.

The ocean, forever restless, is a lover who kisses the shore with salty lips.
Each wave carries a love letter, etching its frothy ink upon the sands.
Seagulls, those winged poets, pirouette on the edge of existence.
Their delicate feathers brush against eternity, leaving traces of flight in the wind.

Mountains stand as stoic guardians, their rugged faces etched by the hands of time.
They hold forgotten tales and whispered legends within their stony hearts. Their peaks reach for the heavens, daring the gods to descend and join their ancient dance.
Earth and sky entwine, and we watch, mere mortals, from below.

And we, like threads in a cosmic loom, weave our fragile stories.
Laughter, tears, and longing blend together, creating verses in the symphony of existence.
Our notes resonate across the expanse, fleeting moments of grace that linger in the memory of the universe.

In this grand tapestry of life, we are both artists and observers,
adding our brushstrokes to the canvas of time.

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UNDER THE COCONUT LEAVES

I dream of wonders,
The wonders of wonderland,
Where I feel lonely
But not less lonely.

He and I, My God,
I feel the dirt
Between my toes
Below my both feet
Ignoring its sweat
Above the ground whispering
“What do you know, about love?”

Did not reply...
Until steps forward
Heard the voice echoed
From distant wind
Mumbling “How have you been
All these years?”... silently forgetting.

With my both arms reached high
I wished to be taken
Or remembered by those
Who have not been named
“Could you at least understand
What I am here for?”
But did not listen… deaf actually.

There is this rain drop
From heaven,
A warm one wetted my cheeks,
Reminding me I am not alone.

The shadows under my reflection,
I can see life.
A Samoa hibiscus blossom
Colorfully on each branch.

A hen lay rested
Under its shady tree,
Did not mind me sitting
Here alone,
As if it did not notice me at all.

I lay down on my back,
My eyes looking at the bluest sky,
Coconut leaves...
Dancing, and singing
Forgotten tunes….
"I wish you were here my pride…
That language, the culture of mine…
Where have you lost away…
By foreign knowledge
Or maybe you just don’t
To remind me how ancient I am?"

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Autumn leaves

falling from the tree's autumn leaves paint the ground a colorful quilt.
crunching underfoot the sound of nostalgia memories of fall
red, orange, and gold a firework display of nature soon to fade away.
raked into a pile children jump and laugh with joy autumn leaves fly high.
the wind carries them like feathers in the breeze autumn leaves depart.

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Measina a Samoa

Measina a Samoa
Measina a Samoa, the treasures of Samoa
The language, the culture, the land, the people
The products, the stories, the wisdom, the faith
Measina a Samoa, the gifts of Samoa
Measina a Samoa, the research of Samoa
The resilience, the pandemic, the history, the future
The education, the technology, the policies, the actions
Measina a Samoa, the knowledge of Samoa
Measina a Samoa, the pride of Samoa
The respect, the love, the service, the unity
The traditions, the innovations, the challenges, the opportunities
Measina a Samoa, the identity of Samoa

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When the Full Moon Rises

The night falls, a darkened sky,
Stars glitter at me… every second, every time.
From the eastern side of my island, we see an eye—
A bright, round, dark-yellow eye,
Peeking from beneath the calm, dark ocean blue,
Yawning, as we wait for the game to start.

When the full moon rises, awakened by a cold breeze,
It glows above with a heavenly breath.
White clouds take shape in different forms,
Moving like actors in a silent film—
Dancing, battling, making funny faces.

Soon, our backyard is bathed in ghostly white,
The niu, ulu, tamaligi, and talie trees
Stretch their black shadows across the garden,
Twisting, creeping—scary, eerie, thrilling.
Bushes wave at us, adding to the excitement,
And one of us calls out, "Fai kakou igave’a!"

This is better than any sport,
Playing under moonlight—
Not too hot, not too cold,
No sunburn, no boredom, no chores.
An owl hoots in the distance,
Cicadas whisper secrets we can hear but never see.
Bats swoop above, hunting on the fruit trees,
Turning the night into an adventure.

Each player takes position,
Finding the perfect hiding spot,
Disappearing into the shadows.
"Make sure to survive a forbidden fall!"
Hide and Seek, the palagi name it,
But in Samoa, this is the game of the night.

We play until the seeker finds us all,
Laughter echoing through the garden,
Until exhaustion pulls us to the soft grass,
Breathing in the scent of pure earth,
Singing lullabies to the moon’s endurance.

"Omai i le fale, ua leva le po!"
Mum calls from the front of the house.
We groan—too soon to end the night!
"Darn it!" I whisper to my brother.
"It’s alright, there are plenty of nights ahead!"
"But not every night is a full moon!" I grumble.

We race home, wash up, and rest.
As I lying in bed, my mind still full of wonder,
Dreaming of the moon, our white planet.
What would the world be without you?
Dark, dull, silent, lifeless.

'Ha! Ha! Can’t wait for your next return.'
Tonight? Maybe next time.
I laughed, as I heard my little brothers giggled beside of my bed
Find me stupidity talking to myself.
I’m off to sleep now—
Or else I’ll be late for school tomorrow!
G’night, moon babe, and sweet dreams.

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Disconnected

I stare into the void of glowing screens,
A modern-day oracle, my silent confidante.
How did life lead me to this pixelated precipice?
A chasm waiting to be bridged by strangers' stories.

The hum of algorithms weaves a tapestry,
Threads of lives unraveling, intertwining.
Wars rage beyond the glass, bloodshed unseen,
Yet here I am, eyes fixed on the luminous abyss.

Digits dance, mocking my inertia,
Their binary whispers a curse upon my mind.
I neglect the tangible, the touch of sun-warmed skin,
Trading it for the cool glow of virtual existence.

Forever waiting, forever scrolling,
I seek solace in the electric hum of connection.
But oh, the irony—the more I consume,
The emptier this lifeless screen becomes.

Give me flesh, give me laughter,
Not just pixels and phantom notifications.
Let me break free from this digital echo,
And find meaning in the warmth of shared moments.

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My Everyday Companion


In the hallowed halls of college,
Where dreams bloomed like wildflowers,
I walked with a pencil in my pocket,
And a book cradled close to my heart.

My friends, oh dear companions,
We laughed under ancient oaks,
Shared secrets in dimly lit libraries,
And danced through midnight exams.

The pencil whispered courage,
Its graphite etching hope on paper,
While the book held worlds within—
A passport to realms beyond reality.

We scribbled notes in margins,
Doodled love stories and equations,
And when life felt too heavy,
We leaned on each other's metaphors.

But as the seasons spun their yarn,
And we crossed the threshold to university,
Some friends faded like ink on old pages,
Their chapters end abruptly.

They chose different paths,
Grew distant, their laughter echoing.
In distant corridors of memory,
Like faded bookmarks left behind.

Yet my faithful pencil remained,
Its lead unyielding, marking time,
And the book—oh, that cherished tome—
Still whispered tales of resilience.

For in solitude, I found solace,
The pencil sketching new beginnings,
The book unraveling narratives,
As I wove my own story, ink by ink.

So here's to the pencil and the book,
My steadfast companions through it all,
Their silent presence a reminder:
True friends need no spoken words.

And though others may change their ways,
I'll forever treasure these faithful allies,
For they've etched their lines upon my soul,
A timeless ode to friendship's enduring grace.

Best Poems Written by Princess Susi Etelagi

Proud To Be Samoa

Ink of the Islands

Reflections on the Important Things

Endless Beauty

UNDER THE COCONUT LEAVES

Autumn leaves

Measina a Samoa

When the Full Moon Rises

Disconnected

My Everyday Companion

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