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You really cannot dictate to the heart who to love, love that endures, that is unconditional and kind Love that sings a melody, that only a heart hears,  Is not a relationship to be condensed  in how long but how well.  Love transcends society’s narrow view,  It’s not about status or what one can do.  It’s the essence of another you needed to fulfill you,  A connection so deep, it leaves no room for doubt., Others may not grasp the depth of what you see,  Yet what you appreciate is the heart’s true seed.  Meeting the soil that complements them so well,  A place where plant would flourish safely. True Love is where one heart ignite another's inner light,  Where mere touch makes everything feel right.  Where memories of times spent bring endless smiles,  And each other's presence makes life worthwhile. Love isn’t always a perfect fit,  It’s not a conquest, but heartfelt hit.  It’s often about a heart able to sing specia...

Someone, somewhere, still tells the jokes they learned from you. Someone still uses the words and phrases you once did. Some still listen to the music you used to play. Some still smile when memories of time with you flash by. Someone is still encouraged by the advice you give. Some admire you and feel inspired from afar. Some have learned to love because of you. Many go through life, perhaps unaware of how much of you they carry, But it’s always there in how they handle things differently, In the small choices they make or how they see the world. You might just be a memory on the surface, But underneath, there is much more than meets the eye, Shaping lives in ways that deeply matter. And while they may not know or say it, The grace of the mark that lasts is what truly matters.

Let go of numbers that no longer are relevant to you,  Same as discarding what you no longer wear or use.  Or releasing what doesn’t fit or hold relevance, and lastly, Forgive those who have wronged you, to set yourself free. We clenched hand to crack walls,  But need an open hand to be able to mend the cracks.  The past is stubborn, will stay unchanging despite regrets, Healing begins when you work with the tide, not struggling against it. Life may be tough, but its rewards are sweet, Challenges may try to break you, but only succeeds When you do not celebrate the strength that keeps you standing,  Embrace the smiles that fortune brings your way. Some hang on to the last drop of hope,  For others, each day is an unfettered joy.  Tell those you love how you feel while they can hear,  For death gives no notice of its arrival. Time is a gift we all share, but living is unique,  Be kind to yourself, and live as best as you can.  We may not ...

When man and nature dance at dawn, where life finds relief, A silent magical agreement is struck beyond belief. Where one breathes out life, the other breathes it in, All to bring about a cycle where all life begins. As our exhalation, is their sweet inhale, We both generate stories told in gales. Carbon dioxide, our gift to the trees, As oxygen is returned, in every breeze. Roots deep in earth, branches to sky, A bond unseen by the naked eye. Inhale, exhale, a rhythmic song, Together in this dance, we belong. Leaves whisper secrets, ancient and wise, Under the canopy, life’s truths arise. From seed to sprout, from bud to bloom, To green embrace, on our tables in sitting rooms. Photosynthesis, a wondrous feat, Turning sunlight into life’s heartbeat. We give, they take, creating a perfect blend, Cycle, where there should be no end. Where every  breath is a breath of life, Netting joy and sorrow, peace and strife. For in each knitting, a promise lies, Of life renewed, beneath the ski...

What I cherish about faith and beliefs Is the boundless road they lead.  The true magic of faith lies in that mystery; The uncertainty of dreams coming true.  Not know where the path leads,  Or if it will lead anywhere at all.  Yet, you step forward, holding onto faith,  Even on the toughest, most harrowing days. Sometimes, your beliefs may waver,  And you feel like giving up. At other times, a ray of light breaks through.  But faith keeps you steady amidst uncertainties, Assuring you that what is meant for you will find you. That you are exactly where you need to be in this moment. The real magic shines when dark days try to break you, But you keep moving forward, believing.  Your heart beats with the mantra:  Nothing is impossible if only you have faith.  Believing you have a diviner in the equation,  That with your courage, commitment to, And in fidelity in a divinity of endless possibilities,  As well as in your refusal to ...

Because no one told you That anything is impossible, You rise up every day dawn, Embracing new challenges, With a heart full of courage, And a mind set on victory. You go for it, just do it, With the fire of determination, Breaking barriers, Shattering doubts, Going as if you know the secret, That, dreams are made real by action. Best though to go for it as knowing nothing, With the innocence of a babe, Unburdened by fear or preconception,   Believing that in the purity of your quest, Lies the power to achieve, To transform, to inspire. More can be accomplished, With such deep thoughts, With a spirit unyielding, And a vision unclouded, For this is the best attitude, In today’s ever-changing society. So, rise and shine, With an unstoppable spirit, For the world awaits, Your unique brilliance, And the wonders you’ll create, Because no one told you, That anything is impossible.

In the pages of life’s journey, strains and pain will find its place, The pace of progress, remaining an uncomfortable phase. Keep reading through the writing, to turn heaviness lighter, But in the process, don’t pretend everything’s alright. For some, sadness feels better than feeling good, So sometimes, let those feelings stay as they should. Let them stay while you share a smile with a friend, A friend who’d welcome you, no rent to spend. The ones who can feel the loneliness in your tone, Such friends thar are angelic, heavenly sent, to see you not alone. How often we neglect the down days we face, Spinning them with smiles, filling them with busy pace. If only we spoke awhile, we’d see humans are wild, Feelings like seasons, changing with time, reconciled. So, learn to love your journey, every sad page too, For as we weave through life, they make you, the you.

In life’s relational journey, this I’ve found so true and clear,  A lesson learned from those I hold so dear.  In all relationships, it’s more about you,  Than placing blame on what others do. When a flashlight dims, what do you say?  You don’t discard it, just change the way.  As replacing the batteries, bring back the light,  To have it once again, shine so bright. When friends falter, what do we often do?  It’s easy to cast them aside, send them to the dark.  But should this be our chosen path?  My take is no, instead let's help them, dispel the wrath. Like a torch that guides us through the night,  Friends may need our help to shine their light.  Some need double A batteries; attention and affection,  Others may need triple A: affection, attention and acceptance. Some othets simply need C: a touch of compassion, While others may need D: direction with passion. Whatever the battery, if they still don’t glow,  Stay compa...

Bitterness can be likened to cancer, toxic when kept inside. It acts like parasites that feed on their host, slowly draining vitality. In contrast, anger, when managed properly, can be a healthier emotional response. Anger is fiery and can be intense, but it does not simmer indefinitely. While bitterness may not directly cause death, it can harm individuals indirectly. Prolonged bitterness can lead to diseases and trauma, which are detrimental to one’s well-being. On the other hand, expressing anger in a civil manner is akin to a controlled fire that clears obstacles in its path. It is wise to express anger, especially when faced with insults, to communicate that such behavior is unacceptable. An appropriate expression of anger can be an effective response to injustice, whereas bottled-up bitterness can exacerbate problems and lead to further complications. While bitterness may not directly cause death, it can harm individuals indirectly. Prolonged bitterness can lead to diseases and t...

Most people do not grow up but old though, We all must inevitably age Getting to that age where we may start to be frail, wrinkled, sag, grey, When we sometimes grow so old that we forget where things are kept, etc To grow up is different and requires some sacrifices: Growing up is synonymous  with taking responsibility, matured  Not indulging in childish ventures without thinking it through Knowing that actions and reactions have consequences So, for the many embarking on this journey of growing,  Which is it in your case and where will you place you? Are you simply growing older or growing up? Have you replaced the garment of childishness or is it reinventied? The choice  is always yours to make As no such journey is a shared responsibility

In transient halls of travel ports and motor parks  I have witnessed more sincere hugs and kisses Compared to the grandest of wedding ceremonues.  For with the uncertainties that come with departures, love is distilled to its purest form, Same way, at burial sites, where silence sways,  Prayers feels more heartfelt than in any halo ground or cathedral.  For oftentimes, in the presence of a loss,  Faith finds whispers of hope amidst echoes of grief. When the last breath is feared and death’s shadow looms  Words become become as precious as good;  Each sentiment measured and treasured.  Each goodbye a testament, an enduring flame.  For in the face of finality, with no stakes or intentions, We speak with the clarity and sincerity of our souls.

Let me share a secret, and  well-kept lie,  As I’ve grown old, here’s what I know:  Nobody, and I mean nobody, has a clue,  Of what they’re supposed to be, or what to pursue in life. We’re all just making it up as we go,  Listening to society’s tales, a constant show.  They sold us fairy tales, saying by so and so age,  We should have done this or turned that page. Sorry to break it, but here’s the true alert,  We’re all wading through life’s daily dirt.  No rule book, no codes, no yardstick to measure,  Life’s not a script, it’s a treasure. Age doesn’t magically bestow wisdom’s light,  It often brings creaky joints and lost might  Where vitality fades, dreams sometimes stall,  We’re all stumbling, pretending we know what should be. Hoping no one sees, we’re as everyone else, as lost,  Navigating life, no matter the cost.  So here’s my take, stop stressing the plan,  Make it up as you go, be your own fan. Ta...