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'Once lived a proud and happy prince
in a palace too grand and fine.
'Bout sadness and pain he knew not;
He knew to drink from nine to nine.'
Once lived a proud and happy prince in a palace too grand and fine. ‘Bout sadness and pain he knew not; He knew to drink from nine to nine.
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'I will never get what I've hankered for,
So I shall not want to imagine that
My dreams will turn into reality;
This might appear too sudden now, but
I'm foreordained to be good for nothing...'
I will never get what I've hankered for; So I shall not want to imagine that My dreams will turn into reality.
'Write stories and poems and articles and plays and reviews and whatever that satisfies you – that’s the first step. Don’t depend upon conventional publishers – consider self-publishing,' said poet Mike Douse, speaking to The Literary Juggernaut.
With a doctorate in education and various other academic qualifications, Mike, who can also speak a bit of French, thanks to his working in
'Write stories and poems and articles and plays and reviews and whatever that satisfies you – that’s the first step. Don’t depend upon conventional publishers – consider self-publishing,' said poet Mike Douse, speaking to The Literary Juggernaut.
With a doctorate in education and various other academic qualifications, Mike, who can also speak a bit of French, thanks to his working in
'Never shall you out of forlornness despond,
For answers looked for are engraved in your soul;
And when your thoughts, words and deeds correspond,
Your self will truly form many a bonafide bond.'
Oh, more and more people will become fond Of you when you persist to reach your goal; Your self will form many a bonafide bond.
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'You're going to hate me for saying this, but just keep going. Learn from your mistakes and move on. All writers had to start somewhere, and for 90% of them, that somewhere is a pretty messy place. I cringe a lot when I read my old stories.'
‘All writers had to start somewhere, and for 90 percent of them, that "somewhere" is a pretty messy place. I cringe a lot when I read my old
'The clear cold skies
of deep indigo
Bask in the enigma
of the inscrutable heavens
Upon a starlit night
They exult in the radiance
of a glorious half moon
Aglow with a golden light'
The clear cold skies of deep indigo Bask in the enigma of the inscrutable heavens Upon a starlit night They exult in the radiance of a glori
Thanksgiving
'Kind we'll be to our kith and kin, Smile at them, each person we see. Gratitude shall be the slogan, Insides will soon turn clutter-free.' #poetry #thoughts #writingcommunity
Image by athree23 from Pixabay The day has come to thank the Lord,Hail His presence, express our thanksAmidst the chaos, worldly pain;Needs no money saved in our banks!Kind we’ll be to our kith and kin,Smile at them, each person we see.Gratitude shall be the slogan,Insides will soon turn clutter-free.Vagaries of each mind will ceaseIn seconds once perspectives change;Now it is time we started…
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'This is the morning song
I sing to you,
rushing into the billow of your embrace,
ascending to the sky in your eyes,
flowing into your oceanic love,
eloping with your wind-withered soul…'
This is the morning song I sing to you, rushing into the billow of your embrace, ascending to the sky in your eyes, flowing into your oceani
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'My mind is no less than the winter haze
That has made our town its abode again;
The baneful mixture of smoke, fog, and mist
Obscures the sun just as thoughts cloud the truth.
The past is smoke and future orphic fog...'
But will the pollutants of a fraught mind. Not make one a conceiving, thinking dead? If winter's here, spring will soon be relished...
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“No matter the outcome of a battle, there is always a new one to fight. Learn to let go.”
— Prasad Narulkar
“We need to learn to love ourselves first, in all our glory and our imperfections. If we cannot love ourselves, we cannot fully open to our ability to love others.”
— John Lennon
'The real currency is in love, in the embrace of a friend, the kiss of a lover, or the smile of a child. Don’t waste your life chasing things that won’t change anything but your own life; chase those that will change the lives of others you care about.'
Poetry, like all art, is very subjective. Don’t lose faith in your ability to express yourself creatively, for poetry is a journey, and it h
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'Today as I flip through the dusty dailies,
The vagaries of nature read of and about
Storm my mind with impressions from the gory past
And subtly rain down sorrow, angst, and ill luck
I'd happened on not less than seven years ago.'
But boy, who could conjecture why the dead were dead? Who could answer why those were the chosen ones? Who could aver they themselves would
The Soul of Nature
'Today as I flip through the dusty dailies, The vagaries of nature read of and about Storm my mind with impressions from the gory past And subtly rain down sorrow, angst, and ill luck I'd happened on not less than seven years ago.' #poetry #writing
Today as I flip through the dusty dailies,The vagaries of nature read of and aboutStorm my mind with impressions from the gory pastAnd subtly rain down sorrow, angst, and ill luckI’d happened on not less than seven years ago. I then trod on affrighted streets of the scarred cityThat now stands stilled, stunned by nature’s play. Again…Delusion bested faith before; both now lie dead.I call to mind…
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