BusyInWonder: 2021 Proverb #1

Poetry

The more I sit and ponder,

The less my thought wander,

The simpler my wonder,

As Iโ€™m humbled by age.

We all have hopes,

Delusions of grandeur,

To mask our simplicity

And act as an anchor;

To illusions drawn

In the prison of individuality,

Yet we all become aware,

Even if gradually.

That our pain is ordinary,

A promise from life

And no one soul is special,

Not even mine

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A Stolen Song

Poetry
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Hereโ€™s a tale of a few,

A trodden path,

A told tale

Of broken bonds,

A folk tale,

A stolen song.

You shaped his soul,

He took your breath,

You lost your time

And he lost his head.

One went that day

Yet both hearts wept.

Your spirits left.

His soul is dead.

If Dreams Were Forever

Poetry
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๐น๐‘œ๐“‡ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐’Ÿ๐‘œ๐“Œ๐“ƒ๐“‰๐“‡๐‘œ๐’น๐’น๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐’ถ๐“ƒ๐’น ๐ต๐“‡๐‘œ๐“€๐‘’๐“ƒ-๐’ฝ๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‡๐“‰๐‘’๐’น

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The path of a social deviant,

limitless qualms and little agreement,

Itโ€™s hard to be stable

if youโ€™ve never stopped grieving.

I never were whole,

Not since you stopped breathing –

Itโ€™s sleepless nights

And lonely evenings,

Itโ€™s troubled thoughts,

Itโ€™s countless demons,

Itโ€™s constant rain

Forecast this season.

A Smiling Chance

Poetry

I can see some better

Days on the hill

As I lookout

This time,

Thereโ€™s a little hope

In my dreams,

Thank you,

You changed my life.

Somehow you always

Know what to say

And what to think

Or write.

Youโ€™re my final

Chance at a smile,

You really

Saved my life.

Counter Capital: My Literary Tradtion – Asya Valentine (1st Edition)

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โ€˜โ€ฆ ๐’ซ๐’ถ๐“‹๐‘’๐’น ๐“Œ๐’พ๐“‰๐’ฝ ๐‘”๐‘œ๐‘œ๐’น ๐’พ๐“ƒ๐“‰๐‘’๐“ƒ๐“‰๐’พ๐‘œ๐“ƒ๐“ˆโ€™

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Brief moments,

in the end we are merely highlights,

a showreel – conscious, yet not of thought,

the sum total of action

and not a touch more.

In the end, intentions matter little,

desire is a petty distraction

little matters in theory

and theory matters little.

We are action.

๐“œ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฌ๐”‚

Poetry
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Mercy, itโ€™s in our prayers

and itโ€™s our biggest cancer,

societies poison, humanities pill,

itโ€™s mercy, the sweet nectar of power

at mercies behest some plunder and steal.

Mercy, it both separates

and connects us to the animal kingdom.

The power of mercy

bestowed upon lords,

the bedrock of hierarchy

and so much more.

Mercy, the noose around the neck

of the 21st century serf,

the promise of subjugation

at birth,

the promise of death by a thousand cuts,

mercy, so misunderstood in a merciless world.

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Maybe thereโ€™s beauty in passing,

maybe thereโ€™s justice in violence and

maybe thereโ€™s no life worth saving.

None except yours?

one life worth saving?

a set of dreams worth keeping?

Joyous times now replaced

with somber days,

short burst of joy spread

throughout longer days,

you ever felt so alone with friends…

And at the same time at home with strangers?

Still believe in time,

yet Iโ€™ve lost faith in patience;

they tell me youโ€™re smiling

I miss how that face looked,

you ever felt invisible…

The true irony is when you face it.

Just a soul among many,

just a name,

excluding experience,

Weโ€™re all the same.

At best we get a moment,

at worst, you are just a face.

๐’ฏ๐’ฝ๐‘’ ๐“‚๐‘œ๐“ˆ๐“‰ ๐’ท๐‘’๐’ถ๐“Š๐“‰๐’พ๐’ป๐“Š๐“ ๐“ˆ๐‘œ๐“Š๐“ ๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐’พ๐“ˆ ๐“‡๐‘’๐’ถ๐“๐“‚ (Inspired By Prince 2)

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Take my hand,

you are still my light

in the dark.

You just are,

my very own sun,

such a beautiful star.

Where you are,

is the place

that I seek from afar.

This times ours,

forever we stand

heart to heart.