Snowcapped peaks rise high,
the precipice of Heaven
Rainbows paint the path.
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Raindrops keep falling on my head,
Should be curled up inside instead.
Who needs a shower,
When this superpower,
Cleans me all up in the end.
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Windswept trees bellow,
Flowers escape the meadow,
Nature takes cover. -
A stalker in the day yet absent at night.
A black being shaded from light.
Greets me at the door,
Ready to explore.
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A being born in the recess of darkness,
Glued to my feet, as if a carcass.
We travel as peers,
Brothers bonded by fears.
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The night brings reprieve,
A time aside to grieve.
For daybreak brings light,
And with it darkness’s delight.
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Feet pound on pavement,
Sweat builds on brow’s
Mental resilience is tested,
All for the sake of a few pounds.
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The rush of addrenaline,
Of a post runner’s high.
Fuels planning for tommorow,
As our dreams sail high.
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Daybreak is dark and stormy,
Whilst our beds are worm and cozy.
Where it’s easier to ignore our alarms,
Then find motivation to test ourselves once more!
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Monday to Friday a slave,
Nine to give a corporate drone,
Piles of bills like cascading wave.
All a man’s got left is his home.
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A lull life of grey hue,
Long days and monotonous queues.
A means to an end,
With a garden to tend.
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Long days reach their climax,
With once more vibrant colours
When one can ignore a fax,
And sit down to his supper.
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Home sweet home,
A man sits on his throne,
Weary to the bone,
With A smile pastered to his dome
When at last he is home!
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Curved cocoa river,
Nature’s gentle, winding flow,
Weeping Earth’s embrace. -
I embrace the end of my long and arduous journey.
Traverisng through waves of grief,
Washing over me,
threatening to carry me away.
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Through thick and thin,
Through sick and shit,
Against the odds.
We keep standing.
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Suffer the pain,
Take the time.
A motto now engrained in our psyche.
Grief we greet as if an old friend.
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With time the pain will ease,
Memories will fade,
But our burdens will remain.
Learn to live again,
Accept the past,
Embrace the future.
Tommorow is a new day
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The dreaded fourth stage on a long path,
Tears are the words that need to be written
Sorrow melts the heart,
Incomprehensible sadness lenders one motionless.
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Longing is the core of mystery.
In itself it brews the cure.
The one and only rule
Suffer the pain,
Take the time,
A Life sacrificed.
To be born renewed.
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Time is the tonic to dread,
Memories collapse into the sands of time,
Life moves on, people forget, nature heals.
Suffer the pain, take the time, be born renewed.
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What could you try for the first time?
Chasing our dreams. It is far easier to think of the destination, then plan out the long journey it will take to get us there.
This is what I need to improve on. I am a dreamer, but lack diligence and motivation.
So this is my pledge. To pursue brilliance by taking just one step at a time.
This is my journey to be a published writing. Starting simply, one blog. One story. One poem. Each day just putting in baby steps.
One day that snowball effect will take charge, it won’t be today. It won’t be tomorrow. But maybe one day it will happen, and that day will be very sweet indeed!
The StoryTeller 