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Oh, what a joy it must be
to be a magnolia
planted along the city street,
to be met each and every night
by beautiful passing faces
under the twinkling city light.

Oh, what a blessing it must be
to be a dragonfly,
gliding on delicate wings
over the land, eternally free,
listening as every bird sings.

Oh, what a pleasure it must be
to be a summer cloud,
basking in the sun’s glory,
wearing sunshine like a shroud.

Oh, what a grand thing to be
a tree in a meadow,
holding a swing.

Oh, what a great thing to be
alive in the sun.

Oh, what a perfect thing to be!
Dreams, new and old dreams, we all dream
We all dream of chocolate and ice cream
We all dream of monsters, bandits and angels
We all dream of good, bad guys and devils
That’s where nightmare comes into play
We all dreams of better days in May
When the temperature is cool, welcoming and warm
Spring fever brings hope, something new and calm
Living is about dreaming for a better and fruitful future
Without defying Mother Nature’s raft and thunder
Don’t stop dreaming
Don’t stop hoping
Don’t quit
Not even a bit
Keep fighting and dreaming for something better
That’s the essence of breathing like a new creature
From time to time, we forget our dreams
For diverse reasons like the summer streams
Wandering in the deep forests in search of the ocean
Which is miles away waiting for a benediction
We all dream. We dream awake or asleep
Simply be careful and prudent while away from the beep
We dream at night and at daytime
We dream and hope as we rhyme.

Copyright © July 2025 Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.
Xnarf May 26
An outreached hand to the depths of despair
A foreign warmth to thaw the frozen stare
The slumber breaks, the recluse now aware
You are there

Like moth to flame, a worship in bloom
Fixated. Yearning for your time to consume
All the darkness faded, that was to presume
Were it not for the demons that invaded the room

Stars aligned, brought within proximity
Hearts conspired, connected by affinity
Wired to your soul, craving for continuity
Golden opportunity squandered by insecurity

When the demons resort to intimidation
How can a fragile soul combat such confrontation?
High and mighty, they spoke of salvation
Here I crumbled in the wake of their devastation

All those nights awake, body numb, ever so tired
Endlessly looping what fate had conspired
Wishing for the strength that the moment required
All hopes and dreams once again expired

Forgotten, left to bleed along with time
Escaping the depths, an excruciating climb
Emerged, it’s clear that your path became sublime
Demons, for her sake I thank your crime

As the world was left to burn
You danced without concern
The void still whispers, aching to return
But memory arms me well to spurn

What might've been keeps me obsessing
I'd swear it's different now, but I'm just guessing
All I know is, though it's distressing
This curse of mine was your blessing.
And after all this time,
Im sorry.
Life isn't fair for all, that much is true,
There's a path for me and everyone of you.
In the brevity of our days,
We're tasked with choosing life's ways.

Forgive who hurt, let grudges fade,
Memories to linger, they've been made.
Stay true to self, in every deed,
For authenticity is what humans need.

Make peace with ghosts of yesteryears,
They're but echoes in our ears.
Comparison is a thief of joy,
Each life is its own unique floy.

A engine, the brain, and heart too,
Powering thoughts and desires anew.
Happiness lies within your grasp,
No other holds that sacred clasp.

Time is the great healer, stitches wounds,
Turning sorrow into tunes.
Embrace your quirks, be eccentric,
In diversity, find the magic.

Life's a journey, not a race,
Laugh, love, and find your grace.
Believe in miracles, they're near,
In every smile and in every tear.

Envy breeds resentment, it's true,
But your journey's yours, others cannot pursue.
My friend, the best is yet to unfold,
In our stories which should shine as gold.

It's never too late to seize the day,
To chase your dreams, come what may.
So let these truths light your way,
In the dance of life, let's sway.

By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
If she is not beautiful,
Nothing is,

If her eyes are not deep,
Than the ocean is a puddle,

If her kiss is not a blessing,
There is no magic in anything else,

If her taste is no wine,
Than no drug will entrance me.
She is
yıldız Mar 9
In the moonlight's gentle glow,
We met for reasons we may not know.
A blessing wrapped in silver light,
Or a lesson learned in the quiet night.

Each moment shared, a guiding star,
Illuminating who we truly are.
In shadows deep or bright embrace,
Our paths entwined, a sacred space.
KindyGifty Mar 8
Wounded and battered,
I lay on the ground,
Blood oozing from my bruises.
The fall shattered my wings
Broke my bones to pieces,
Burned me to ashes.
The ground became my grave,
The earth took my last breath,
Blessing the trees with it,
Blooming the flowers.
The clouds swelled,
Pouring down their showers,
As if weeping for my demise.
Even if the world didn't see me,
Nature whispered— I was a blessing.
So I did not live in vain.
Immortality Mar 10
Some say,
love is a curse.
Some say,
love is a blessing.

For me,
it's a spark in the dark,
reason to rise,
and be alive.
Love don't need to be just romantic....
Familial love is beautiful and pure too...
Prabhu Iyer Feb 21
I endure -
                this is
the way of the unblessed
                in a land of storms;
A moment expands -
        scared river on the hills
                 then back
tumbling
sandwalking
                 in a land of worms;
Holding hope
                 by the beat of heart,
closures
        ever birthing
                 in a land of proms;
And then a candle
burns through -
fragrant at night;
        The blessed
                  have their heavens;
The unblessed,
                  satori;
a miraculous light in a quotidian life
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