Morning turn

i smile as i see the stealth of the morning light pushes the dark night’s cloud away slowly taking it place across the sky… but wait…that’s not the way it really is as reality rocks against my mind it is the orb i am on tis spinning around at a speed i cannot feel but […]

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Silver Lining

Beyond the silver lining I see The higher states of humanity But in this shell of mortal flesh I find it hard within my chest To believe in being one best, in all trials after rest. To see beyond this silver plain It pains the simple ones to gain The descipline that needs to be […]

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Beeing 6

Bee dance on flowers Morning mists and pollen dust On wing for home, filled. ©2018∼VearnaGloster

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the flower I saw yesterday is the one you are today brilliant and ready to take on everything that come your way Young you may not always be but time can give security to do your best at every task to ensure your last breath’s  mark remains in memories for the best. ©2018∼VearnaGloster  

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Transitions

It was a strange day for her. She did not know how to write it but it felt like a lost feeling.  It was good to be awake and head out early that morning. It was a journey she would normally feel passionate about but that day she somehow felt a disconnect with her surroundings, […]

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Agroeco (our environs matter)

Rolling rolling, gathers no moss Up came a solution like the trojan’s horse But the minions wanted to play Along came a whirlwind and took them away. Many a time, it so close by But we are blinded by selfish pride Wanting to do it for some fame To many leaders can out the flame. […]

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Giving

longing to give your all nothing you have  to share maybe it is your true call where you see nothing there.   it is the rarest moments that needs are met by faith look not to what you see in front you but inward at your heart.   many needs are given by the love […]

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Write or die

As early as I can remember I had always wanted to write. But I always had this uneasy way that I was not good enough. I wrote stories during primary school. The imagination was so real, I found myself within the story.  During High School I became a little braver by giving my form teacher […]

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