This is something every teen should experience!
Wind rushing through the trees,
Howling like a dog at the moon
Making the leaves rustle,
And the branches sway.
Gnarled roots reach out their claws,
Scrapping at your windows,
Twisting their way around anything in it’s path.
A pattering of unseen paws,
Send chills down my spine,
Screeching to each other in communication,
Barking to other beasts in the blackness.
All in the darkness of the night.
A fiery sunset, laughter with a friend, a kiss in the rain…
Nothing lasts long in this world that we live in,
So take advantage of every little beautiful moment before it slips away…
And when it slips away and you feel cheated, empty, alone…
Don’t be selfish. Let it go even if it breaks your heart.
Because you’re not the only one who needs beautiful moments to survive…
Just be glad you got the short, heart- warming time,
With your special, beautiful moment.
We walk amidst a large crowd,
Hiding ourselves buried in a shroud.
Every individual step, so carefully emulated,
To lessen the risks already calculated.
This mad race for money, for fame,
May one day guilt us with a lot of shame.
For I see “individuals” so rare,
That create the path with no care.
Predefined paths is not where success lies,
For each “I” has its own lows, its own highs.
Each step is laid before us to tread upon,
The joys of deviation, seem to have gone.
The “they” has overwhelmed the “I” ,
the “what” has taken over the “why”.
I see so many “WEs”,
And yet so few “Is”.
I see so many, so many similarities,
That differences are rare, yet rarer individualities.
Move on, I say, for what you are destined,
What heart knows best, the mind can never comprehend.
View more writings by Ravi at his blog http://ravi-tandon.com/wordpress/. Thank you Ravi for your thought provoking poetry!
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A heart inside this chest still beats and dreams
Of harbors, salt on skin and ship horns blowing
In the distance. Alone in my reverie
I sit and I wonder: Will the sea have
Mercy on the fishermen today?
This lovely poem is written by Nezha (Arab Writer Chick). Her blog has been nominated for several awards including the Beautiful Blogger Award, Very Inspiring Blogger Award and Versatile Blogger Award among others. Her poetry and writings are an intercultural perspective on life, art, and the creative process. Give her blog a visit, you’ll find her blog delightful! http://arabwriterchick.com/
The Summer Sun Shone Round Me by Robert Louis Stevenson
The summer sun shone round me,
The folded valley lay
In a stream of sun and odour,
That sultry summer day.
The tall trees stood in the sunlight
As still as still could be,
But the deep grass sighed and rustled
And bowed and beckoned me.
The deep grass moved and whispered
And bowed and brushed my face.
It whispered in the sunshine:
“The winter comes apace.”
I found this lovely poem by Robert Louis Stevenson on an equally lovely blog “Cupcakes and Feathers”. Katrina posts inspiring pieces on various subjects including art, fashion, photography and much more. There is always something to enjoy! Give this talented blogger a visit, it will make your day!