Mountains.
Grandest, mightiest, majestic beauties.
How silly it is to assume, we made it to the top when we stand upon you,
an insignificant tiny speck of dust.
I bow at you in awe filled with humility.
Tag: Poems
To Happiness
In the still of night, the mind began to roam
Through perilous terrains of worry and fear.
It pondered the future, weighed down by concerns
Of boredom and loneliness, seeking a way clear.
It worked tirelessly, solutions out of sight
No answers found, it grew anxious and sad
Sleep became elusive, lost in the night
Until answers arrived, a calming whisper shared:
“There is nothing in your control
Nothing you can plan or change
Live one day at a time,
Embrace this beautiful life
Flow like the wind, like the ocean,
Dance your way through strife.
Follow your heart’s desires
And know the three secrets to happiness:
One, find purpose in your days,
Two, be in a state of flow,
Three, be kind and love more.”
Door
Call it a window
Call it a door
No matter what you say,
For you, it’ll always remain closed.
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The night has fallen,
you are hiding behind the clouds
I await on these deserted grounds
pining for your love.
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It rained all night,
she stayed awake and hummed
an old forgotten tune on the window sill
the white lace curtains
swayed with the breeze
the curls of her hair danced merrily
then why did a glistening drop of water
trickle down her honey-glazed cheek?
Poems that Inspire!
Just felt like sharing this remarkably beautiful piece of poetry written by Maya Angelou:
Still I Rise
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
’Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own backyard.You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
BY MAYA ANGELOU
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
Still I Rise” from And Still I Rise: A Book of Poems.
Copyright © 1978 by Maya Angelou.
Published by Penguin Random House
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A stained tissue,
an empty coffee mug
on a quaint wooden table
a lingering fragrance of lavender
a lost mauve scarf.
Summer Sunday
On a bright sunny afternoon,
What would you like to do when you’re by yourself?
Lather on some SPF and take a walk down the street?
Go to a cafe and sit outside with an iced lemonade?
Chill on your patio with a book and wave to neighbors passing-by?
Put on your head gear and go cycling?
Take your kids to the park and buy them ice cream?
Plan a lunch outing with friends and spend the entire afternoon catching up on silly stories?
Go shopping for floral summer dresses?
If you’re by the beach, then nothing can be better than chilling at some shack with a cold Long Island Tea watching the calming ocean waves and enjoying the ocean breeze!
Or would you pull the curtains down and enjoy a movie on Netflix with a pizza on your side?
Whatever you wish to do, have fun and have a great weekend!
Happy Sunday, happy summer days!
PS: I’m loving this weather, I like walking and listening to music while admiring the blue skies and green pastures. 🙂
I was listening to this song while walking today, hope you’ll enjoy it too.
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I am but a solo lonesome warrior
Do not disturb my peaceful pursuits
I tread on a path of learnings
I seek not your tiresome company
Do not bore me with your mindless tales
Myths, Doves, Tears, and the Rest by Martin Boško
#Book Review
Poetry | Love | Emotions | Mythology
Myths, Doves, Tears, and the Rest is a collection of admirably written poems by Martin Boško. It takes you on a journey inspired by Greek mythology while also tugging on the heartstrings with feelings of love, betrayal, and longing.
This book is a collection of poems assembled by the author through one calendar year. The use of imagery, powerful expressions, and moving poems give us an insight into the inner workings of the poet’s mind. The author has shared some of his most intimate moments, emotions, and intentions that make each of his poems memorable. The rhyming nature of the poems was an absolute delight to read and made me want to keep going on and on for more.
When sadness comes as a raging river
– Martin Boško
I reach into my trusty quiver
To pull out the Arrow made of honey
And heal the wounds that are fresh and bloody.
The book has four sections as mentioned in the title: Myths, Doves, Tears, and the Rest. Even though my knowledge of Greek mythology is quite basic, I still found the poems hard-hitting and extremely pleasing to read. The poems on love capture the heart and soul of the feeling of being in love. As I progressed further, I could not help but feel like I was experiencing heartbreak along with the poet through his poetry. There were many moments where I empathized with the poet and wished for a turnaround in his life. Overall, I highly recommend Myths, Doves, Tears, and the Rest for all those poetry lovers who wish to be taken on a journey of imagination and emotions.
Also, read my review on Reedsy.
Nuraine Sadaf 