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I once walked the streets of solemnity, Wondering why people preferred busy buzzes. I thought those who talked loudly, Even to someone right beside them, Wanted others to hear their every saying. I found those who liked to go out, Impossible to understand. I saw people who dressed up, Even to run a simple errand, As attention-seekers. They weren't my favorites. But people who kept to themselves, Talked quietly, Walked carefully, Listened more than they spoke, And wore clothes with moderation...
When I see people change over time, Because of various factors— New responsibilities, New identities, New environments What it ignites in me is a sense of fear. Most times, they lose their originality Because of inherent hybridity. It is usually not a sight to excite. It makes me question if I'll ever have to give up myself For a new self, To wear the garment of a new person, Totally different, With new and different duties, A different identity, A new and different me An alien. #poetry
There is call of resurgence upon her. As she has not been reticent for many years. And this begins with a retribution on her. So she can get a revamp. #poetry #Nircle #Hellonircle #Neighbors #MissTobore
#poetry Its the glistening and warm silver lining of her skin wrought in ashen skies,rare as ivory I love her devotedly with the sanctity of church Its this love that unspools her light and essence bathing her soul her Elements aglow Her vintage love brews happiness so exquisite ,sonnets tremble in eloquence , she's beyond a woman ,she is a goddess She's God's act of faith when he designed magic and made her the dwelling , her essence , a gift from the sacred front wrapped by awe itself Can ...
#poetry All the effort I put into forgetting you and bottling my emotions just crumbled with a picture of you. You must have been mine in another life. These feelings can't be just from this lifetime; they run too deep, churn too fast, and seep too deeply. I long for you in a way words can't describe. How can you evoke this avalanche of emotions in me from so far away? I pride myself on being a master of motion and emotion, yet you effortlessly undo a lifetime of control and discipline, turning ...
#poetry When it comes to you I am utterly totally unapologetically selfish”I want the words “ I love you”coming from any other to sound meaningless and empty compared to the way my body soul and essence crave you. SIMU
#poetry Initially, these tiny water droplets appeared to be of little consequence, but they have now become a profound entity, a powerful force that commands respect. How did this transformation occur, from a small puddle to a flowing stream, a winding river, and ultimately, to this incredibly vast ocean that you have become to me? How did you manage to permeate my universe and become an integral part of my existence? Your absence is unimaginable to me. SIMU
#poetry A pain that is not mine to feel, glances that are not mine to give, a jealousy that is not mine to show, a breeze that is not mine to feel, a song that is not mine to sing. I long and ache for you in ways you will never fully understand. Away from me, yet forever mine, I anchor deep in your soul, owning and possessing a part of you I will never let go. Slave of my emotions, slave to your motions. SIMU
#poetry Commit to your passions and dreams with every ounce of your being. While some individuals may deem you foolish or ridicule you, others will claim that you are misusing your time. In the darkest moments, people may lead you to question your path, choices, and resolve. The journey to success is marked by the remnants of forsaken dreams, lost hope, and abandoned aspirations. Although a single moment of success may appear instantaneous, it is often the result of months or years of meticulous...
#poetry You are the linchpin of my being, and my comprehension of love has been profoundly enriched by you. Your enthralling presence has a profound impact on me, completing me in ways I never thought conceivable. Your love is an unparalleled experience - infinite, altruistic, and unique. You are a rare gem that has brought harmony to my universe, mending gaps and flaws that I once believed were insurmountable. Your presence has infused my life with joy and vitality, and your love is unmatched. ...
#poetry The notion of human perfection is a myth. Each person harbors a conflicting duality of good and evil, with a pendulum perpetually swinging between the two. While some individuals attain inner peace and succeed in keeping their darker impulses under control, it is vital to acknowledge that these impulses are always lurking, poised to resurface at the slightest provocation. No individual surpasses another in inherent value. Even those who project an aura of calmness and maturity may be gra...
#poetry At times, I feel an overwhelming sense of desolation, a hollow, lost in introspection, questioning the essence of my being, my purpose, and the inherent meaning of existence within the intricate tapestry of time, and endeavoring to ascertain what truly resonates with me, and the ultimate objective of human existence. A soul in perpetual exploration. The more I expand my knowledge, the more I recognize the limitations of my comprehension, and paradoxically, the less I know, the more profo...
#poetry We are all, fundamentally, mercenaries in transit, seeking a place, a banner, and a moment that truly belong to us, while exploring our identities and purposes. On a journey through a landscape that is perpetually changing yet gives the illusion of sameness if not scrutinized thoroughly. SIMU
#poetry Sometimes nurture is overwhelmingly willing to effect change but nature can at times take a most decisive seat at the helm of affairs. SIMU
#poetry Life is a fire 🔥; it burns us all. It is a furnace and a forge. You can choose to come out burnt, charred, and consumed, or come out purged, refined, and remolded. We all burn; it is inevitable. What matters is how we handle the flame and how we eventually emerge. SIMU
You're a soul made from delicate glass, Your body from sophisticated glass, Your mind from rare glass, and Your heart from soft glass. You were crafted with care, gently, softly, slowly, and made to perfection, An originality that cannot be cloned. Take care of yourself, because once you're broken, a duplicate cannot be manufactured. You'll lose your original flavor and be left with crumbs of who you were, and who you were made to be. Take care of yourself first, Take care of yourself always, Ta...
The screens portrayed, a tale so bold, The rich as villains, with hearts of cold. Mean, proud, and oppressive, they'd have us believe, But is this narrative, a truth? In reality, it's often the ones in need, Who strive for power, and plant seeds of greed. They oppress their own, in a desperate quest, For superiority and a fleeting sense of authority. The poor, in their struggle, can become so cold, Their hearts hardened, their souls grown mean. They trample others, to rise above the pain, th...
A state of my feelings A state I cannot seem to comprehend A state I fear I might never comprehend And that's the issue: no one comprehends that about me. They see me, but they don't see me They hear me, but they don't hear me On the outside, I look like I have a great life, But my mind's constantly in chaos, And my thoughts are in turmoil. Sometimes I try to be open, I try to be honest, I try to be true to myself and others, But there's the fear of vulnerability, Of rejection, Of hurt, Of bet...
The ABC’s of emotions; *Anxiety* Take a deep breath in, take a deep breath out Breathe, calm down, breathe, calm down Just pray, have faith, be calm, don’t doubt You have to be stronger than your emotions, or else you’ll drown. Anxiety, my old friend, my partner, my shadow We met a couple of days ago. ‘Just breathe’, I chanted, my new mantra, my motto But you laughed in my face, my serenity you’d come to overthrow. When I looked behind you, your siste...
#poetry Happiness is facilitated by sorrow, success is built upon failure, gain is achieved through sacrifice, and wisdom is derived from ignorance. Without pronounced contrasts, we cannot fully appreciate the value of experiences that shape our identity. SIMU
#poetry My world is whirling swirling and twirling with the colors of the wind. My spectrum and perspective is exploding with the possibilities of life and tomorrow . To have life course through me.To have the elements themselves caress me with the touch of life. SIMU
#poetry DON'T LET IT LEAVE A SCAR by Manzy. J When a wound begins to heal, you have to open it up several times, until it heals completely without a SCAR When life gives you challenges, you don't just give up on it, you work it out or you work your way around it When you don't get a calculative topic you don't just leave it, you go back to it, you sit with it, you crack it, you solve it and finish it off by getting your answers Every thorn page can be glued back Every wound can heal Every ...
#poetry A piece of writing must not sweat. It must not struggle to pun, rhyme, and seam; it must not stutter, stagger, or stall. It must not flutter unsteadily; it must not flap rigorously to achieve poise. It must have a unique soul and body of its own. Its swings, parries, and thrusts must be effortless. The arm and blade of the writing must move in unison. It must achieve a oneness, a seamless joining of expression, intent, and meaning. The edges must be smooth, not jagged or ragged. It must ...
#poetry The most prominent star ⭐️ isn’t always synonymous with being the brightest; the brightest star is, on occasion, situated in the least auspicious locations, its genuine radiance attenuated to a faint gleam. Those seeming to provide succor are, counterintuitively, the ones masking, blurring, and interfering with your luminescence. What appears salutary can, at times, conceal a latent disadvantage with an attendant benefit. SIMU.
In a garden made for tiny hands, Where laughter sprouts like flowers, And stories bloom in crayon hues, A world begins… soft, safe, and bright. Today, we honor Friedrich Wilhelm August Fröbel, the dreamer who planted the first seeds of childhood wonder. In 1837, he opened the first Kindergarten in Germany… a garden for children, where play was not a pastime, but a pathway. To every child chasing butterflies of imagination, To every grown-up who remembers those sunlit days, We say: thank y...
Happy Easter Celebration guys! #poemsofnircle #poem #wriators #wriator #writersofnircle #Art #Poetry #NircleWriters #WriteOnNircle #Easter #poetry #HelloNircle #MyNircleFeeds #NircleFeeds #PoetryChapBook
#poetry#goodfriday#rebirth Good Friday His Death birthed life Though instigated bribe His path-laid foundation Water, feet, dust of nations Are lights on stairways Dark crawls of sickness and suffering And rituals of sanctification Plagued mankind to bridge The abyss between body and Love The Lamb who takes away the sin Of the world Whom our lives kill every day With every lie, actions and inactions But his grace is sufficient And his light shines on all The Cold stone of death Rol...
On Calvary's hill, He gave His all For our sins, He took the final fall A sacrifice of love, so pure and true A ransom paid in full, to rescue and forgive Jesus Christ, our Savior, died for me and you His journey to the cross, a path of pain Yet in His suffering, our salvation's gain His boundless love, we didn't merit Yet, He gave abundantly, a gift so unmerited Jesus Christ, Our Messiah, says "It's finished" For all mankind, I came For our sins, I paid For our redemption, I sacrificed At l...
Yeah— This was not just Friday. This... was the thunder in eternity’s chest, The day the sky turned its face away, When earth held its breath and heaven wept in silence. See— A carpenter, crowned with thorns not gold, Dragged a tree He carved with destiny. Blood traced the steps of prophecy, Each drop whispering, “This... is for you.” They thought it was over. They thought nails could silence the Word that shaped galaxies. They didn’t know— The cross wasn’t defeat... It was d...
#poetry#lovers to strangers Two lovers today Two strangers tomorrow From flattery and funplay To griefing and sorrow From sweet whispers to silence And then silence to ghost Romeo and Juliet thence Died the heart they cherished most Faded like the sundown Yet was a legend of fairytale The story of two lovers in a lonely town Written in the eyes of two strangers so pale Kissers now go dumb No one confesses of obsession On crossing path like souls in a cold tomb No smiles, no heartbeats! The end o...
#poetry# just that little man One ride, one man It's a lonely tour Just a stranger I'm, with my father before Tall yet I'm just that little man From lullabies to dream Cheering the sun, loving the moon Dancing in the dews before noon Perhaps in joy that brings a scream I was told about the sea and the winds that spoke mysteries now I did live to see the world, the glory in it's adversaries I've spurred round to and across lands like a dark raven across the bright sky only to feel these people...
#poetry#one day we'ld realize One day we'ld know Fighters don't always win Fate and bias are twin Even wisdoms don't even know One day we'ld learn That gods plays us like toy Saving their glory by killing a boy And their pretty favour we can't earn One day we'ld be sorry For trying to be so careful While fate can be so unmerciful Making us a character in a tragic story One day we'ld know That death isn't an end But a begining my friend It only constricts the mind into a shallow
#poetry#An angel in hell *An angel in hell* Call me again Under the rain I'll Arm you with a sweet treat Before my defeat Let's dance by your tone And kiss stars over the phone Butterflies and Lillies Our scents of melodies Call me one more time Leave me to the crime I an angel toasting with a demon How tastes citrus and lemon? Cause heaven even knows Oh heaven even knows An angel has falling for a demon A swift dangerous one. Burn me like hell Knew this before I fell Feed me with fire your ...
#poetry#divinity gone on break Pale eyes feeling sorry me Nights after nights within this fury Quiet with a lot say Wish I could believe in those words I pray Where is this divinity's home Where is the God that brings peace to some Wonders of who I am Drowning me inside mine soul's alarm I want the as though so white But it's obvious I will loose this fight Just answers for needs yet ignored like a bish of weeds
#poetry I occasionally feel utterly disoriented, with every direction I explore yielding no tangible results, leaving me ensnared in a complex web of uncertainty, a labyrinth that persistently directs me back to the same starting point, regardless of the divergent paths I undertake. As time, effort, and determination gradually wane, I feel entrapped in a vortex of lost aspirations, dwindling passion, and fading dreams, with the most poignant loss being that of happiness, purpose, and joy. Each s...
#poetry The journey of rebirth finding yourself anew can be a struggle,snares branches obstacles lining your path from your past threaten to hold you down and back,stuck in place marching time,the scars ,the bruises are painful and moving forward requires an excruciating surge of energy,to wrench yourself free of the restraints,sometimes it means cutting off the people that seem to care about you the most but are your very hurdles,it requires taking a plunge into a dark abyss ,risking everything...
#poetry The perfection is found in the imperfection,we were not meant to have flawless wrinkleless ,filter perfect pictures and realities,life’s joys and truths are found in the imperfections that make us distinctly and uniquely human,those rough edges are what define humanity. SIMU
#poetry No one has,can ,will and loves you the way I do,no mortal alive sees you and loves you the way I do,I will forever own a part of you for all time ,I doubt there is a word strong enough to describe how I truly feel for you,the emotions coursing through my soul for you. SIMU
Born into a world that never asked, A silent scream behind every mask. The days grow heavy, the nights too long, A fragile heart, a broken song. Pain whispers softly, yet cuts so deep, A restless mind that cannot sleep. The mirror reflects a stranger’s face, Lost in the void, seeking a place. What if the stars were never meant to shine? What if this life was never truly mine? The thought of escape, a tempting call, To end the climb, to finally fall. But in the dark...
Listen— To the one barely holding on… To the one whose smile is a mask… To the young searching for meaning… To the old wondering if it’s too late… I’ve got a four-letter word that Heaven wrote in fire: H.O.P.E – Hold On, Pain Ends. Yeah, life can hit like a storm— Dreams can shatter, Hearts can bleed, And silence can scream louder than words ever could. But hear this: The cross still stands. And so. can. you. You may feel stuck in a midnight season, But we serve the God w...