Do Not Cry For Me

Do not cry for me,
I sleep in the bed I made…

Are You Not My Brother?

How is it the color of one’s skin,
Somehow defines what is held within…

Hate Flows

Hate cleaves the mortal soul,
Like water cuts through stone…

Kiss Me Like…

Kiss me like,
Love is your madness,
Infect my world,
Drive me insane.

The World We Create

If perception is our Mother of truth,
If our world is built on what we perceive,
Then we give all the power we wield,
To those things we choose to believe.

Love Light

This is not how we were made,
To cast others in our shade,
Treatment based on some earned grade,
Regardless of dues they paid.

Looking Back

If given some say by would be fate,
Change things in my life, a second chance,
An opportunity to skew my current state,
And in some small way my life enhance.

Godless

And where you see the world as work of Great hands,
Intrinsic and intertwined Mother Nature,
Seems to move ahead with her own set of plans,
Not needing a higher-powered kind favor.

But a Wish

We, in life, can ill afford,
Our narrowed and biased views,
Where hate can cut like any sword,
From the venomous words we choose.

Just a Drop

Freezing attitudes harden you to the world
Your rigidity ever apparent in your icy state

Crosswalk

Sharing my Journey of Faith and Experience

BLOSSOM READS

Cherish every moment

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

UnderthePhilosotree

Connecting philosophy to the world around us

PoeticBelle by Srishti Mundhra

Dichotomy | Contrast | Life

D.C. Gilbert

Award-winning Author. Veteran. Patriot. Martial Artist.

Finding Life

Scribbled pieces of life

Rum and Robots

We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Wild Scared Crazy

It's an uncertain life!

Omnia Caelum... Poetry, Art, Music

Live like you would die tomorrow, learn like you would live forever! (Gandhi) All artwork, music and photography is of my creation and all are originals if not otherwise stated.