Countless desires
scarce the resources
tireless the efforts
less the opportunities
with such scarcity outside
its hard to decide
For what the soul wanders for outside
numerous desires plague her mind
yet alas
the soul knows what to despise
what to choose, seems a luxury
some awaiting the predestined life
how to protect
and how to be protected
depends on mankind
An armour of others can’t borrow
yield your own protection
this luxury so scarce
work all night……
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spilleronsheet (
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Interesting words , spiller )) like your poem
Thanks dear Violet….
Very well said, and intresting words. Rally liked it.🤗
Thanks dear Reader
Much appreciated
“Countless desire’s
Scarce the resources
Tireless the efforts
Less the opportunities.”
That’s a poem in itself. Words of hardship 🤗🥂🌹🕊✌️🌞
Precisely short and crisp
Thanks dear Fallenangel, glad you liked it….
Dear Spiller,
Wait for the right Protection, time will tell...
Meanwhile gear yourself to wear your befitting armour !!
Good one , speaks your heart out !!
Protection yield on owns armour and sword…one may depend upon another depends subjectively…but maybe its best to rely on oneself…
I must agree with Teddy's comments. Whilst young adults our desires are way beyond our capabilities but mature into something more realistic with the years.
There are of course huge exceptions to this when we recall names such as hitler, polpot saddam hussein and their ilk who's egos seemed to run riot.
Reasonable and rational ambitions are flames
But those hideous are nothing but fire burning the soul
Truly agree with you and Teddy
And those examples so well remembered
If they could steer in right direction they could be gems
Like Martin Luther King, Mahatma Gandhi….
(all night, my poetic brethren
without fanaticising
over yield or prize
we shall labor, work, dig
wait steadfast, and think
free ourselves of society's
shackles
deliberately designed to stunt
our very, capacity
for what simple
happiness, and satisfaction
we may be afforded, by life..)
'We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;
Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.
Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.'
from Longfellow's: 'A psalm of life'
( https://mypoeticside.com/show-classic-poem-17171
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Ohhh wow what class is lines
So well quoted and essentially surfacing the messages brightly
Well said dear Mek, we shall work for true freedom
From the chains that hold us back
Capital that reeks inequality
I mean right from the start with the title you had me.
"how to protect
and how to be protected
depends on mankind"
Spiller, SPILLERRRR. This is glorious. I feel we're all searching and seeking tirelessly for our goals, that "desire," yet we're caught up as if in barbed wire trying to actually turn it into fruition. Love your words
You got me dear Rocky that’s how messy the situation is. We think we are sorted or we will soon sort out everything but alas we are caught more and more, just like a puddle pulling us inside. Glad you liked it dear.
Thought provoking indeed. Your lines are still resonating......
Thanks dear Rozina…it’s a pleasure if I could resonate with you….
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