Sagacious words

Poetry is a deal of joy and pain and wonder, with a dash of the dictionary. ~ Khalil Gibran

Wednesday, 24 April 2013


Understand the curious and searching mind;
Faith, despite propaganda and blackmail is fine-
Freedom of the soul bestows a light which is kind-
With blessings of heart internal power is defined,
Throughout the eternal testimony of a savage time,
The mighty sing deceptions which the weak undermine-
Yet the superhuman, still inevitably continue to shine
As the broken who arise in alignment with the divine;
Humanity has it's highs and lows of glorious prime,
Though deep resilience do the defiant always find,
Singing songs of irreverence, perceived as a crime-
From standing tall the sweeping away of grime,
Prohibiting all threatening elements to closer climb,
Quests of human infallibility create mindsets sublime.


Gentle Heart

When the the stars twinkle from behind the clouds
And the weak moonlight dares to venture out-
A peace emerges from the earth's gentle heart,
It is of such places that opinion barely knows;
That darkness offers a warmth and a kindness.
As on paths unseen, often one step after the next,
The dark leads the way to an encased brightness,
The one that the soul always remembers the clearest.


Wednesday, 10 April 2013

Weave of Eternity

The Pharaohs' thought themselves gods;
Not only able to beat but to control the odds,
Despite the belief of immortality they're all dead now
In the end, you do always reap what you sow
Whether high or low status in life, we still all die-

We all cry and try to live more than for a blink of an eye-
In desperation and with aspiration in the great weave of eternity,
The fear of death should be viewed with pragmatism-
To be less fearful of existence should be the path of all,
Whether motivated by the inspiration of a creator, 
Or the urgency of time as the natural dictator,
Power to the essence of every human being-
And an acceptance of the validation for all living things-
With celebrations for all that such appreciation can bring.