Serenity Poems
Umpf
by Sihle Mjobo
Calm in chaos
Classic comical chorus
Mystery theme, soul’s strain
Torturous tones, spirit’s refrain
Strumming the sinews of the heart
Wallowing in the melody of melancholy
Gentle chords, seldom pull apart
Tender tugs, sustain the harmony
Dancing to the end of love
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Optimism Gives Enthusiasm
by mv venkataraman
Make a very cautious
By giving no room for
Your worth, you must
By overcoming hurdles
Your greatness, God
By acting as a success-
Appreciate yourself
Initiate noble actions
Propitiate God by praying
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The Search For My Serenity
by Jeffrey Pipes Guice
My struggles really started...
When I was just a kid...
Running the streets and getting in trouble...
For everything I did...
I wanted people to like me...
To have friends and be really cool...
But I always felt like a outsider...
Alone, every day after school...
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m ,k ,k
by Adriano Radafed
Continue readingSerenity
by Nhz Tznh
Silence used to be my prison,
a place and a moment from long ago
that made me feel the most anxious,
Most unsafe and broken.
And back then, it was as if light vanished.
Time flew, things changed.
Silence is now my escape.
My haven, my comfort.
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Optimism Gives Enthusiasm
by mv venkataraman
Make a very cautious
By giving no room for
Your worth, you must
By overcoming hurdles
Your greatness, God
By acting as a success-
Appreciate yourself
Initiate noble actions
Propitiate God by praying
......
m ,k ,k
by Adriano Radafed
Continue readingUmpf
by Sihle Mjobo
Calm in chaos
Classic comical chorus
Mystery theme, soul’s strain
Torturous tones, spirit’s refrain
Strumming the sinews of the heart
Wallowing in the melody of melancholy
Gentle chords, seldom pull apart
Tender tugs, sustain the harmony
Dancing to the end of love
......
Crossing the Seashore
by PAPAI PATRA
Standing on the vast seashore of Lethe,
I am sipping the sweet breeze of the restless sea.
My feet touch the ancient mossy hills.
An unknown sonorous sound comes to my brimming ear.
The mingling heart stops the oscillation before the bar.
A deep sensation lingers there.
For my bouncing heart the door to freedom is ajar.
Suddenly the cold, unrivaled splash of the oceanic beauty soaks my dappled face.
Such a touch my face never felt before.
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Coho Season
by Robert Chase
On the jetty - in the mist - dry under ponchos
Surf pounding at concrete - biting at the shore
Glowing gaslamp beckoning gnats - freezing on the tank
Poles in hands - lines in water - standing in entwined silence
Coho spawning - swallowing offered bait
Father and Son sharing heartbeats and serenity
