"Only you possess the power to create a fulfilling and contended life through your growth, mindset, and daily choices." -Katheliyer
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To Be Graced To Behold The Smiles Of An Infant, Is To Blessed To Glimpse A Piece Of Heaven
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To open oneself up completely, with our fears, our weaknesses, our strengths, our love, is the risk we take in human form. We trust that familiarity will not lead to contempt, but that our subconscious will strengthen this thing we call love. As long as the ego is kept out of the equation by the will of our spiritual nature.
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The greatest lies in the world have been expressed through words and truth is always hidden in people's actions. Don't be confused by what people say but rather focus on what they do.
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Any senseless poem that fails the reader's expectation should be tossed into the trash bin. Write something that inspires,, let emotions flow with harmony.
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I came with stars and bangles --
you set me in a corner.
I sang sweet lyrics, -- your dog
did not approve. We kissed,
our imitation – The doorbell rang
and we both leaped to answer.
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"To be sure, you may say that the kiss of Affection differs from a kiss of Eros. Yes, but not all kisses between lovers are lovers' kisses" C.S. Lewis
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Do not wait for the door to open; the impossible is best accessed by walking through the wall of your own hesitation.
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I now stay away from mirrors as much as possible. Rely on my wife's blessed lies. Just as handsome as ever! She gets eye-shots every 4 weeks to keep what is left of her vision. The Golden Years.
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Nothing worthwhile keeps when
expressed and stored outside
the Essence of Love.
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Love! No more powerful a word when sincerely spoken, crosses and cooperatively links in brother and sisterhood all imagined divides of spiritual faith.
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We are billions of spiritual atoms of clay compressed, myself doubting that God made me that quickly, haphazardly as biblically misinterpreted. Maybe just my daily garment off the rack.
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"Flowers are kissed by the rain as they get a bath."
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Hurry, Honey..." When a young mother passes away YOU miss what you would have "
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Pain I had,
filtered
what was impure
and blessed me
with true joy.
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I am embarrassed by the Christian I was 10 years ago, and 10 years from now I will be embarrassed by the Christian I am now. (Don't be unequally yoked in any relationship. We are to be set apart from the world). Dr. Richard Phillips
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Even the sky misses you at night.
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Every human being possesses the ability to control the impression they give.
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If you want to call yourself a Poet, don’t let anyone speak on your behalf - speak in own poetic voice. Don’t let anybody else speak about your abuse, expériences or healing. You not only give away your poetic license, you give away your power to feel completely. Any trauma will be diluted in this way & your cycles of repressed emotion will remain repressed in fragments. Worse, it will be coloured by someone else calling themselves collaborators. This is a sophisticated form of power usurping.
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For poets to be anonymous negates the very essence of poetry which is about transparency.
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Some are courtrooms, some are debate classes, some are boxing rings and some are merry-go-rounds; either way you lose.
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“It witnesseth how faith, once taken for covenant, doth school the soul toward its own undoing, yet proclaimeth no treachery till the harm be made complete.”
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Always dissent laziness from rest. February 2026.
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The things I post here as my Quotes about poetry are not intended as rules to be followed but as propositions to be discussed. It is also important to understand that they have been developed a posteriori, not a priori.
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"If love lived as we imagine rather than dressed in reality’s fashion, the world would be filled with wonderful passion."
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Still, I remain. because love in its rawest form, is not gentle. It is a tether that bruises the skin, a chain dressed as devotion, a prayer whispered into nothing with the desperate hope that nothing will answer.
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Some of my poems have to be my lesser poems. I'm composing those first, to get them out of the way.
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My love kissed me, and it lasted forever in my mind.
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A good poem is addressed to the person who reads it, not to the person who writes it. By this standard, there are practically no good poems being written today.
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A poem is self expression, but the self a successful poem expresses is that of the reader, not that of the writer.
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