Nobody

Nobody
Nobody

Nobody needs your writing,
Your dull agony.
Your pain of a prophet,
Your saint’s misery.

The words you put online,
The words that show your soul,
The words listed here, and everywhere you go,
They are not needed anymore,
Just a needle in a haystack,
And there is not one reader who would search you with a magnet,
To make it count or meaningful at all.

Keep Swimming

 

Keep Swimming
Keep Swimming

 

Keep swimming, Dory said,

And she probably was right.

Negative positions are not something to get

Obsessed about. We all have bad days from time to time,

But keep swimming because a better day is there to come.

 

Many of us do creative work,

And we don’t see immediately the result,

That causes frustration,

And no negotiation makes it seem better,

Therefore just keep swimming the right result

Will surely come.

 

Creators of Google, Amazon and many others,

Did not make it happen in one day.

They took ideas that were unreliable and made them work

Anyway.

It’s all because they kept working. Doing what felt right and it got them,

Where it got.

 

Many reasons may appear and try to make you stop,

But the truth is they all are just little tests to your determination,

Create a world where you do what you like and the tests, would be easy pass.

Life isn’t easy. Nobody said it would be. But we can keep on going and that makes our hearts beat,

The reason for all that is that we want to have an impact with our dream.

So keep swimming.

 

Life is ever changing, sometimes beyond about of being rational,

But the fish in the water do what they did thousands year ago,

And we are not much different,

We do the same things but in new ways,

We can not invent the wheel again,

But we can improve it,

And the dreams that we dream,

Make it possible to open these doors.

 

Don’t forget about the chores,

We have lives beyond our goals.

We have to wash the dishes, do laundry and cook,

It all has to be done, so don’t get yourself too bruised,

As someone who already understood,

Keep swimming and doing good.

Life is short, and it’s not wasted if you persuade the dreams

That make you happy.

Young and Foolish

Young and Foolish
Young and Foolish

Young and foolish we skip around,

Searching for something we could conquer

And be proud of.

But what is all the doubt?

Why shout? To fight? To take people down?

When all we need is to be wiser and kinder

To the outer bounds.

 

There are remarkable people

Coming from time to time,

And they get stronger each day,

They are also young, but are they foolish?

Or do they have a key that opens the doors of their minds?

Such is the challenge for many,

To open the doors or shut them up.

Are you here to make the world move or get moved by the world?

 

We are here to do what we were made to do,

And that we make the world a little better place,

Than when we came in.

We don’t have much time to be young and foolish.

Sure we should have time to have fun,

But do we really try to make it better?

 

Existence. Social judgment and failure,

These things make us collapse,

Under certain circumstances,

We are here to live our lives and make our mistakes,

But we certainly can minimize the bad outcomes.

We can minimize the mistakes and make the world less bitter,

More friendly of a place.

 

When we work, we do something good.

A tremendous amount of effort was put to build the networks,

That create our world,

To take a meaningful path is the hardest choice to make,

But we shouldn’t collapse in front of the choice,

We should find grace in every moment,

In every voice.

 

Like Peterson said,

If you live a pathological life you pathologize your society,

And that my friend is hell.

So why to build hell when you can build heaven?

Life is all about measures,

Let’s concentrate on the good and bring solutions on,

Instead of bringing the problems.

 

Anger is not a key to life.

Patience is.

Why are we even fighting?

War Fighting
War Fighting

So much land goes untamed,

Artifical nature farms are disdained,

We are here on Earth, planning our own curse,

And hell that we create is there for us to obliterate our own kind.

We are lost. We are out of mind.

 

And yet again why are we even fighting?

The mind is so consuming,

That most of people aren’t even thinking,

They are partying and drinking and breeding,

Without even thinking.

 

We need educate our children to think like grown men,

To ask the questions that bring clarity to them.

Why are we even fighting? – is one of them.

 

We are the generous kind,

We should explore the mind,

The vast cosmos too,

It all was made for you and me.

Such is logic that you so heartedly deny.

 

People are screaming and shouting too,

People are wildlife when it isn’t up to you.

But what you can do?

Is teach them a lesson,

Of asking a question “Why are we even fighting?”

When there is so much to do?

 

Exploring Earth,

Finding solutions,

Bringing to life lost attributions.

That what should do,

And not being in a battle for what will pass away when death is due.

 

The life is so vast,

We should bring things to life.

Otherwise, we learned nothing and still are fighting to survive.

When we should learn to thrive,

When we should learn to breathe,

When we should learn to be as one,

Not the lost one,

But one that was found by himself in darkest of the clouds,

And has been brought back to cheering crowds.

 

We are inheriting this Earth,

From people vast and many,

We shouldn’t think like old men that fell,

And there were many,

We should rather ask and do,

What we can,

To make our living a better plan.

 

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