More then the sky blue

Just like the blacksmith hammers the gallant knights sword into shape.

Tough times batter me into becoming better.

Lazarus Shatipamba

Do you know what it means for a poet to love you?
Even when your lipstick's smudged and your makeup's dry
He will love you as much as birds love the sky blue.

Tell her, the poet loves you much more then lies the true
When stupid cupid comes around to ask you why
You don't know what it means for a poet to love you.

When your friends come by your house to ask for a clue
How much the poet loves you, without even a try-
Tell them he loves you more then the sky loves its blue.

Say that the poet loves you many times, not a few
When they ask you to answer quick and on the fly
"Do you know what it means for a poet to love you?"

Tell all the people of the wide world the poet loves you.
Even when your own self love does begin to die
He will love you more then the judge loves what is true.

When potential suitors ask if you have a clue
In a voice that's very deep and volume high
"Do you know what it means for a poet to love you?"
Tell them he loves you more then birds love the sky blue!

© 2019 The Poets Peace

The Shining Star

If past history was all there was to the game, the richest people would be librarians.

Warren Buffet

Oh! What can ail thee, shining star in the sky?’
That have watched over me from a place afar;
With your wandering eye, there were the birds fly,
Way up high in the sky to hide from the war.

For many years have I been bright in the night.
Whilst watching over the warm earth with my eye,
I have seen many a thing has dimmed my light.
Such as when you humans make each other cry.

For many years have I watched you from afar.
And even from here I hear sounds as men die,
Rippling through the still air into my ear.
Making me cry as tears with my eye I spy.

And just as men get wounds fighting in the war.
And get nasty scars that cling to them for life.
So has this shining star been wounded with scar,
By what he saw that cut him like a sharp knife.

And so, this pain I gained in my side;
Is what ails a shining star in the sky,
At night when his light is not so bright.

© 2019 The Poets Peace

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I

You can never cross the ocean unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore.

Christopher Columbus
I am the wind that blows.
The river that flows.
And the mind that knows
How all this really grows.
Born from nothing
I permeate everything.
From the essense of your ring
To that of bees that sting.
Never made,
Hence i will never fade.
Though made into a blade
I will certainly degrade.
Out of time i stand
So my dreams never end.
Even when buried beneath sand
I am able to transcend.
I am the hand
That shapes the land.
The lad that does not understand
The concept of being grand.
My breath, stirs the trees
That sway with graceful ease.
Though i may be on my knees
I know i shall never cease.
I am the wind that blows.
The river that flows.
And the mind that knows
How all this really goes.

Lazarus Shatipamba

© 2019 The Poets Peace

Fear Not

The flower that blooms in adversity is the most rare and beautiful of all.

The Emperor

Fear not!

For although the though times

Will stop you from making rhymes
That smile as they walk a mile
In eternal lines to time.


They will also

Sharpen you like
A whetstone on a knife
To make sure you can cut
Through the strife that seeks to end your life.

© 2019 The Poets Peace

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all you need is love

LOVE is what Elizabeth expresses through this poem, that is the home of kindness because it shares a philosophy that will help humanity transcend violence and negativity

The Definition of Gorgeous Chaos

Riding in the backseat of my moms 1989 Cadillac Eldorado listening to the oldies station, I heard my first glimpse of the answer: “All you need is LOVE” by The Beatles.
Love is all around us. Love is where life lives. Of course, in order for McCartney’s words to ring true we must truly understand the definition of the word ‘LoVe’. Love is not just a word we say.
Love is not always kisses & snuggles. Love is not a big, gorgeous wedding. Love is not sunshine & cupcakes for days. Love is not life filled with perfection. Love is a CHOICE and it takes WORK!
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love is never boastful. LOVE is also understanding, compassionate, empathetic, trustworthy, tolerant, peaceful, loyal, hopeful & honest.
Love is all encompassing. Love is buying a cup of coffee for a homeless person. Love is truly understanding other human…

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Do You Know?

I’ve found that luck is quite predictable. If you want more luck, take more chances. Be more active. Show up more often.

Brian Tracy

Do you know?
how many poets
there are in this big wide world.
some of them young, some, very old.
yet all of them so bold,
even in this cold world
that would not hold their hand
when they try to hold, gold
within the lines of their rhymes.


Do you know?
how many pens bleed
to satiate the need
of plenty pensive poets
to feed off writing against greed
so that they one day have the strength
to walk with smile a mile in length
to make the world heed
the poetry of life that has for so long freed
many lovers of life in ages long before.


I know!
poets that have gone mad
off the feeling of being glad
that they actually became sad
like a dad who had
just lost his daughter dead
having bled from being fed poison bread.


I know!
of plenty practitioners of poetry
whose history is rooted like a tree
in losing themselves in a reality
conjured up by their ability
to swim the deep depths
of their imagination.


I know?
there are many poets
in this big wide world.
some of them young, and some, very old.
yet all of them so bold,
even in this cold world
that will not hold their hand
when they try to hold, gold
within the lines of their rhymes
.

© 2019 The Poets Peace

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Sonder

Light Behind The Cloud ✨

I have always been so self absorbed,
And I have always my vicinity ignored,

I have never truly seen from another’s eyes,
And I only thought to look when they were my allies.

I have never wondered what they were going through,
Oh, I only ever focused on what they put me through,

But when I stop and I stare at the world passing me by,
I realize there is so much life underneath a common sky.

Each and every passerby is living their own life,
Each and every one of them is facing their own strife,

And when I stop to understand where they might be coming from,
From ill feelings and negativity I am granted freedom.

©️lightbehindthecloud (Tejasvi Kashyap)

Meaning of Sonder: Theprofoundfeelingof realizing that everyone, includingstrangerspassed in the street, has alifeascomplexas one’s own, which they are constantly living despite one’s personal lack of awareness of…

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