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Unknown lands of possibilities

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1 year ago

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BY GLORIA O’KOYE

Leaving the comfort of home that held so many memories…

Since the first breath

The first cry,

The first smile, 

The first steps, 

The first friends,

The first soul ties

 

Entering the mighty beast 

That our ancestors would never believe, 

Except it was a loud rigid dragon.

A thought that was only seen as dreams

 

Leaving the warmth of home cooked meals 

And 24/7 convenient stores, 

A place that had constant accessibility,

Towards a place with open signs 

Showing it’s only “Open Till 6”

 

Humbled by all of the years that were taken for granted 

Whenever there were late night cravings, 

And random times being with friends 

To check out super late restaurants 

Filling up our empty stomachs

 

To the place unknown 

Where time goes slow,

Where community knows one another 

Where you see the stars and northern lights glow

 

Leaving the comfort of a place call home

But home had also been exhausting,

Crisis after crisis 

Sparking poverty and violence

Sirens became an anthem,

So maybe peace would come in these unknown lands

 

These unknown lands are rich with teachings 

And will be crystal clear 

Away from the various city distractions

Something new, but a place to ease away the 

Scars of city pains

 

Maybe, 

A blanket of peace and nurturing mental health 

Can put an overworking mind to a much-needed slumber

Enjoying life instead of watching the days go by quicker

 

A place to get back into the love of art

Writing down new adventures

Fall in love with snowflakes

Each unique in its storytelling patterns

 

A new chapter,

No regrets, 

Blessings,

In looking forward

 

To a new land where it will be a new home,

Only time will tell how long this chapter will be

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The Poetic Word

Everlasting Flames-to be Submitted

Published

6 days ago

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April 25, 2024

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BY GLORIA O’KOYE

Passion being fulfilled

Is like cottonwood fluff burning evenly

Across the land.

 

Not being caught up by any unnecessary

Distractions.

No need to set off forest fires

That don’t need to be provoked,

If there were no blessings

And ceremonies that are ancestral

Wisdom led.

 

Knowing that achievements stack up

Internal minds

Is refreshing to quench the thirst of

Success, like an oasis within a desert.

 

It is a breath of fresh air to the spirit

When all was given so the fruits are

Real,

Unlike wishful thinking without

Determination shown in actions

Is like praying while walking through

Scorching sands.

 

Not distinguishing which water of life

Are mirages

Tempting for a taste,

Deceiving any visions.

 

Even divine messages are lost

If a heart

Stubborn as boulders

Does not listen to the intuitions

Cautioning with series of

Discernments.

A open minded being

Will have doors open.

A humble being that knows their worth

Will succeed without burning any bridges.

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The Poetic Word

Trust In Silence

Published

3 weeks ago

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April 11, 2024

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BY GLORIA O’KOYE

When was the last time

that you sat in silence?

Where every detailed sound

From the whistling wind,

Talking trees,

Busy traffic made of streams,

Tingled the ear drums

Away from manmade machines.

 

When was the last time

Embracing nature gifts

was of great importance?

Spilling secrets

No human mind would comprehend,

Only the wisest ancients

Found deep in the Earth’s crust

Would tell nothing,

No one,

A type of loyalty that no fame and money

Would make it

Turn into a sellout.

 

When was the last interaction

Between skin and sand

Had the body had time to heal itself.

Transferring tensions into the ground

Balancing unwanted weight

Into Mother Nature’s arms.

 

When was the last time

Natural medicinal plants and food

Was replenishing

Detoxing clogged up organs.

Instead of destroying natural remedies,

And claim cures by injecting the body

Will more poison.

 

Relying on money hungry policies.

Bylaws instigating destruction.

When was the last time

Silence was allowed to answer

Mind boggling questions.

Allow silence to discern

To caution on everything around

Only silence will speak the loudest!

Trust in silence.

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The Poetic Word

How beautiful it would be to love again

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1 month ago

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March 28, 2024

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BY GLORIA O’KOYE

Like relearning to crawl,

Taking baby steps

Praying that there will be no falls.

Reopening back up a secured vault,

Filled with luxuries of the most potent

Human emotion,

A necessity to remain sane and strong.

 

It cures and reverses illnesses.

Prolonging healthy life

Once the barriers crumble

Like brick silos.

 

A renewed love resurfacing

Unhealed wounds

To be properly treated

Instead of decaying.

 

If only love could exist

Without any historic chains

To pierce the tender flesh

Of a beating heart

That wants to love,

Not to risk being in pain once again.

 

How beautiful it would be

To fall in love again.

Heights being reached

To know what it means to love again.

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