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Thomas Harvey Apr 2020
There comes a moment in our lives
For however long, nothing comes to our minds
Often people sit in the silence staring at a wall
Others fill the void with meaningless distractions
No matter how hard you try, how well you plan, it will always be there
It doesn't take much to break a soul, full of wanderlust
A heartbreak, a fall, or maybe just existing as such
I wish I could tell you it goes away
Or there will come a time when you can look back
But I can't, it's just not true
The past will haunt you, the present: betray you, and the future: deceive you
All I can say is there is that of two choices
The only choice I ever made, Is why I am writing this today
So get up, cry, do whatever it takes, stand up, and live; not for me but for you
Thomas Harvey Apr 2020
I heard a story about a man who lost his fame
He became sad and lonely, stated drinking his bitters away
Some looked, others starred, everyone knew it was a **** shame
Then one dark dreary night, the man fell into the bay

Many gazed, few searched, For they knew the man wasn't coming back
They hung his picture to the wall, the frame was built from his stool
Although his name was unknown, many just called him Jack
The regulars still question his fate, insisting he'd be alive if he wasn't such a fool

A few years later, a filmmaker came to town, He wanted to use the bar in a scene
We started chatting and soon he asked if I was a fan of the man on the wall
I told him the story, He laughed, called an actor in, and to my own disbelief it was the man who looked good as clean
He pieced his life back together, found his fame once again before they left he looked at me and laughed, smiled for a minute and said relax all that happened was a little fall
Sanjali Apr 2020
Meet me at the crossroads
Where death divides the world,
Where the grass is green as it sleeps in its bed,
Where the people of the world are alive but as I said,
It is all too late for their hearts to mend,
So meet me
at the crossroads
Where time breaks into eternity.

Living at the crossroads
Where there is no need to feel.
The birds sing quietly the songs for the end
Waves crash into themselves defining all that is left
Call it a new beginning or a numbed hell
We fall together
At the crossroads
Where fire and ice never clash.

Leaving behind the crossroads
Where happiness isn’t a need
Because you never came to my side
Because I think I’m finally tired of these lies
But still I long to say my goodbyes
Thinking you’ll meet me
At the crossroads
Where sorrow is nowhere to be seen.
Carpe Stellas Mar 2020
I don’t strive for wealth or aspire for worldly fame
Recognition and popularity have never been my aim

I don’t want a life built upon such a shaky foundation
Or false dreams or realities of a blind world’s creation

My Christianity doesn’t reside in fancy temples or crowds
It’s in my heart. My heart is big and my actions speak loud

To live modest, to be gracious, kind and meek
These are my goals and the treasures I seek

Before I judge another person and put them on a shelf
I look closely at my heart to see what’s revealed about myself

I see what insight I can gain, what ways I can grow
What truth I can obtain and what mercy I can show

If looking for one who errs, I need not look beyond my own reflection
The picture’s not always so clear if it’s truth or my own projection

We all fall short and take a misguided path at times
Axes falls much swifter when it’s someone else’s crimes

It’s easy to see another’s faults from a pedestal so high
If we say we’ve never been wrong, then surely we lie

If I see myself as I truly am, the truth will set me free
To learn and grow into the person I’m truly meant to be

I can live with open eyes that are receptive and aware of the truth
It can be a hard pill to swallow and doesn’t always go down smooth

It’s a remedy for superficial masks leaving no place to hide
It’s an antidote for self-indulgence and a cure for selfish pride

Nothing I do will ever make me better than the person beside me
But I can be better than I was yesterday if its wisdom that guides me

I’m less concerned with people’s defects and more concerned with their hearts
I’d rather help people hold it together, than tear them down and pick them apart

When I forgive others and myself, we grow stronger together
Forging loving friendships that can withstand any weather

I can strengthen those around me by loving them as they are
By accepting them with their faults, failures, quirks, and scars

We are in this world together and I can love as I wish to be loved
With the tenderness of a sparrow and the gentleness of a dove

I can turn away from the temptation of unrealistic expectations
And be molded by compassion, not by ivory-towered idealizations

I can focus on seeing the goodness in others and helping those in need
I can help people grow in peace by planting peaceful seeds

It’s much less burdensome on my mind to be a helper than a judge
It’s much lighter on my conscience to hold forgiveness than a grudge

It’s much warmer to regard the cold hearted with kindness and grace
To warm their heart with love because I don’t know what troubles they face

Not in any attempt to change them, but so I, myself may be changed
So my thoughts have pure intent and my motives are well arranged

I’ll be shocked by no evil, for we are all human and frail
Evil may befall anyone at any time and no one can tell

I stand only in amazement of the great expanse of God’s arms
No one can fall below His reach to be rescued from harm

I see not with eyes mere spotlights of faults and vanity
But with eyes of compassion and love for all humanity

Just as I must look to the trees to see the wind’s effects and where it blows
To see what my life has touched, I look for the places peace freely flows

I delight in my simplicity and I have nothing to lose
This is happiness and freedom, the life that I choose

In my short life these things have I not only spoken but lived
This is all I have to offer and my gift to the world I give
Graye Mar 2020
I should not have to pay
The price for responding
To torture. I should not
Have to pay for doing
What is best for me.
I should not be
Afraid to make
These choices
Out of fear
Of karma.
It makes
No
Sense.
They say everything has a price - that everything has a consequence
ryn Mar 2020
What might set us apart
between mice and men.

Could be the hard choices
in which we must make.

A wise mind
with the potency of ink from a pen.

And a scale to weigh
the outcomes at stake.
Zack Ripley Mar 2019
It was a dark and stormy night
when an angel of death took flight.
She took to the skies and followed the thunder
to the one who would begin their eternal slumber.
The man who would soon receive such a fate
denied the love of someone great.
He told her she was ugly and didn't have time
to give his love to someone who wasn't divine.
Then what happened next
devastated her parents when they read her text.
He had no remorse when he was given the news.
So the angel of death made him pay his dues.
People take things for granted.
That's to be expected.
But professing love is not an act that deserves being disrespected.
If we took the time to think about all of the outcomes
of our choices, the world might not lose so many beautiful voices.
Michael Stefan Mar 2020
Your arms grow tired
When you
Bear a heavy axe
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