The power in me

Poetic Dan



I have many tales I like to rewind
Each time I have different rhymes

This one I've gone through many times
But I was very shocked to feel this light inside

Not long into my teens a passion ran through me
As if the energy was from ten thousand beings
With every particle in me saying what I had felt
That no one should ever know the way I feel
When that day comes and I have kids of my own
They would never repeat my, why did they even try
With this statement I ment with every breath that I breathed

Little did I know then but this was all going to happen
With no true desire I manifested this to test my words
Living still not appreciating thoses thing you say to yourself
That if you keep thinking I made my bed so I'll lie in it
None of it will be true for your heart and soul knows it too

Within 12 years it was brought to tears
The quest I set myself was now here
A girl just five and a boy just eight
For this took a few months but I excepted my fate
I read them bed time storys fighting through the mind games
I showed them they're treasured & their presence is a present itself
Even if the world crushes around you, I'm here to help
Our bodies may be apart but never our souls
Joined by our spirit through our inner songs

I'm now seven years down the line
Thankful to their mother & a proud dad
Another queen stands by my side
As a reward for all I have stood by
My children love their life & me too
The biggest reward was to understand...

Be truly careful what we wish or say
As the most magical joke is
You'll be given & tested
Then tested & given
Until you see it's all what you've been asking

This time I looked back knowing I truly broke a cycle, greatful to the past so I can shine brighter in the tomorrow.

  • Author: Poetic Dan (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 25th, 2018 02:46
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is about my struggle with an early experience of not understanding why I was even born just to go through what I had, now I've lived passed my fear and everyday see a bit clearer. Thankful to all that have joined me on my journey
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Comments7

  • Goldfinch60

    Good write, we do many things in our past that we may regret but they are done for a reason and that reasoning leads you to a brighter tomorrow.

    • Poetic Dan

      If you except then yes, sadly some are going to keep repeating until they listen.
      Thank you as always

    • dusk arising

      Accepting that we make mistakes is a milestone along our path of self knowledge. Self knowledge i think gives us the enlightenment into accepting the imperfection of all around us.
      Once we progress past love as a romantic notion and see love as something more wholesome and all encompassing, then i believe that the world loves back at us, imperfections and all.
      I really like the phrase coined by a recent songwriter 'perfect imperfections'.
      All of this twaddle i have just written i can see in your piece today.
      Nice one!

      • Poetic Dan

        That twaddle was fantastic every word resonated with me and an extra confirmation that I'm following my truest path.
        Thank you my friend!

      • Laura🌻

        Dan,

        Each of your tomorrows will be much brighter than all of your dark yesterdays!

        Great Nahko clip!

        ~Laura~

        • Poetic Dan

          Yes! Beautiful said glad you liked the song thank you for being another stepping stone to keep this high vibration.

        • Heartwriter

          Dan, this reflects the kind hearted person you are. I loved it! You the man Dan!

          • Poetic Dan

            Thank you so much I'm so grateful to that comment as part of me still feels unworthy, another programme that needs to be rewritten.

          • Fay Slimm.

            A fine piece of testament to braving life through even though for periods of time we can be tossed by not asking aright - - the fact is Dan that we have all had to learn to be careful of what we wish for or say - - an honest and heartening write.

            • Poetic Dan

              Thank you for your thoughtful and your use of the word 'fact' hit a trigger as I still see it in my once care givers that they do not believe this and still blame the outside world.
              I see I'm no longer angry to them or pity them... I guess this is just the plan for them and it's not my job to change them but change myself.
              Ha thank you for that, I do love open honesty.

            • orchidee

              Now what is 'twaddle'?! heehee. is it similar to 'waffle'? Neither of which applies here.
              I read in a similar vein: 'What is not transformed/changed, is transmitted (negatively to others).'
              But what IS transformed can also be transmitted (positively to others).

              • Poetic Dan

                Well you neither twaddled or waffled but left me with a quote that took my mind a while to get, each time I read it imagines changed.
                I will now sit with these wise words and reflect.

                • orchidee

                  Maybe to clarify, the quote was 'What is not transformed (or changed) in us, is transmitted to others' (meaning negative things can be passed on to others). Sorry, I should have added 'in us' to the original comment.
                  That made me think: But also, 'What is transformed (or changed) in us, can also be transmitted to others' (meaning positive things can be passed on to others).
                  I don't mean anything spooky, nor 'vibes' by saying 'transmitted'.

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                • poetboy123

                  A piece like this is the song of your soul, it's extremely sincere and reflects the wisdom you've fostered throughout your life. A flashlight in the darkness, another brilliant work my friend!

                  • Poetic Dan

                    One thing I guess I've taken from listening to other people's songs, let it all out and you'll see more.
                    No one can know or tell our story bet than us, always so greatful to know others are listening and to listen back.

                    Much peace and respect my friend also always good to know what you see in me you see in yourself.



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