Tag: truth
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Thief of Joy
Comparison whispers, stealing light,Turning day into restless night.It counts another’s gold as proof,While missing all your own roof.It paints their world in perfect hue,Then fades the colors right from you.It measures life by treasure’s pace,And leaves you lost in endless chase.So guard your heart, refuse its ploy—For envy is the thief of joy. Photo by…
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A POEM A DAY 277
CONSTANT Thirteen blue moons ago I settled within myself To walk away From love unrequited I remember that night so vividly That night I said goodbye The bitter-sweetness of my tears The deep ache in my heart I’ve come to realize Over the years That I only said a physical goodbye Because my love For…
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A POEM A DAY 185
HIDDEN TRUTHS Hidden truthsAre lies that cover upYet, shadows fade When light eruptsBeneath the surface Secrets stirBut honesty’s flame Makes falsehoods blurPeel back the layers Reveal what’s realFor truth’s embrace Is our idealNo more deceptionNo more disguiseIn opennessOur spirit fliesLet truth Be our guideIn all we doFor in its lightWe find what’s trueSimona A. Brinson…
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A POEM A DAY 169
RISE With every struggle, I grow With each mountain, I climb I am strengthened In the valley I find peace With my head in the clouds I soar When I stumble I reach When I crumble I rise I rise I rise Simona A. Brinson Photo by Hans Isaacson on Unsplash © Simona A. Brinson…
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A POEM A DAY 168
HORIZONS When I saw you I loved you When I kissed you I knew That roses Weren’t just red And violets only blue I saw horizons ahead That I never imaged Could be And I never thought a kiss Could bring me to my knees Fate, How kind you have been That you would bring…
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A POEM A DAY 167
FENCES I build fences To keep me safe Because my soul Is sensitive And my heart A weeping fool Simona A. Brinson Photo by engin akyurt on Unsplash © Simona A. Brinson and mylifeinword.com All rights reserved.
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A POEM A DAY 147
ROWBOAT I am there In that rowboat, Only visible to the flock jetting by. I am engrossed In the solitude of this day: The peace, The quiet, The salty summer breeze, The rhythmic ripples lapping. The only sounds I hear Are nature-made. Occasionally, a cloud strolls by But otherwise, clear skies. I wonder at the…
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A POEM A DAY 146
TIME If time is constant With no beginning Or end Then surely Time travel is possible A journey into the past Just a step behind And a taste of the future Lies just ahead Simona A. Brinson Photo by Daniele Levis Pelusi on Unsplash © Simona A. Brinson and mylifeinword.com All rights reserved.
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