What the sages say, Will never come my way

The only person you should try to be better than is the person you were yesterday.

Anonymous

“Practice makes perfect.” The sages say
“Practice so perfection may come your way.”

But the sages never said perfection will come my way
That I will keep practicing until my very last day
And yet, a visit to me perfection will never pay.

Why then? I wonder why the sages say
“Practice, practice, practice every day
If you want perfection to come your way.”

Perhaps they want me to waste my time
chasing unattainable dreams?
Mayhap’s they think I’m a fool
so it’s best to keep me busy doing useless things?

Maybe they think it’s simply better to take the journey
Without ever arriving to your destination?
Perhaps it’s simply best to get closer, and closer
Without where you want to be getting any nearer?

Nobody really knows
Except the sages

© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020

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Been awhile since I’ve seen

At the end of the day, tell yourself gently: ‘I love you, you did the best you could today, and even if you didn’t accomplish all you had planned, I love you anyway.

From the Motivation app

It’s been almost a year now since last I’ve seen
You with your bright brown eyes, always so keen
To look at the beauty of the world around you
And your smile that had not a clue
How to turn itself upside down into a frown
Was the only thing that kept me in town.

But it’s been almost a year now, since I’ve seen
You. I have waited, and waited, but now I’m keen
To leave, this place, that reminds me of you
And your smile that had not a clue
How to turn upside down into a frown
Which was the only thing that kept me in this town.

But it’s been almost a year now since I’ve seen
You. You are gone, so now my frown is keen
To take over from the smile brought by you
That around you always had a bright hue
For it didn’t have a clue, it would become a frown
The very instant you decided to leave town.

Learning French

Education costs money. But then so does ignorance.

Sir Claus Moser

I am learning, a new language
I am learning, how to speak, French
Even though it’s hard, at my age
My desire to learn, French, will quench
My thirst for a learning acquisition device.

I am learning, how to speak French
I’ve only just begun
But so far it has been fun
For I am learning, how to say
Je suis Lazarus
When someone asks me for my name
And I can say
Merci beaucoup
When someone goes out of their way
just to help me.

I am excited to be learning
How to speak the romantic language
For now I can say
Bonsoir Madame, comment ça va?
When I’m greeting ladies
And I can reply with
Ça va tres bien, et toi?
When they ask me how I am doing.

I am learning, how to speak French
And I’m glad to say I’m fascinated
By the fact that words have gender.
Like how fille is feminine
And garçon is masculine.

I am learning, how to speak French
My love story with it has only just begun
So I’m looking forward to learning
And improving my vocabulary
In this interesting language.

© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020

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Spread your wings and fly

The world doesn’t need more noise. Don’t complain. Set an example.

Zat Rana

Oh child! why don’t you spread your wings and fly?
I know you dream of it every night
in bed. So spread your wings why don’t you try
and see if you will fly to meet the sky?

Are you scared perhaps?
of flailing, failing and falling
to your doom?

Oh child! who wants so badly to meet the sky
but face your fears you will not even try.

Why don’t you just spread your wings
and take flight to pursue your plight?

I know the world never taught you
how to use your wings
much less that you’re a bird.

But I’m sure that deep down you know how
to spread your wings and fly
oh child! who is always staring at the sky.

© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020

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I am a tree

You can’t always be happy. But you can cultivate a state of perpetual well-being.

Lazarus Shatipamba

I am a tree
so best believe
of my fears I am free
to grow
and to reach for the stars
that glow
up high in the sky.

I am a tree
so best believe
growing brings me glee.

My roots are all grounded
in positivity
so the nutrients I take in
are geared towards nourishing
my state of well-being.

I am a tree
so best believe
I like to shed negativity
so that I don’t fall
into a state of melancholy.

I am a tree
so best believe
I shade those around me
with my positive attitude
and I share with them
the fruits of my gratitude.

Always reaching
towards the light
so you must best believe
that I seek to reach the heights
of my fullest potential
for I am tree
and growing brings me glee.

© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020

The Poets Peace

Hello beautiful people. Delighted you read my post today. I don’t have much to say, except to ask that you hit me with some constructive criticism or perhaps you can praise the poem to raise my mood in the comment section.

Either way, I’ll be glad to hear what you have to say.

Anyways, thank you for visiting a pensive poets blog. Have yourself a truly tremendous Tuesday (hopefully you already tuesd to be happy).

I am here again

Don’t worry about failures, worry about the chances you miss when you don’t even try.

Jack Canfield

Here I am again
In-front of an empty canvas
exploring the realms of creativity
and imagination.
I am here again
on this poetic stage
seeking to fill this page
with the glory of my journey
to that place where many an artist
shy not away from showing their face.

© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020

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Happiness | a Metaphor

Setting goals is the first step in turning the invisible into visible.

Tony Robbins

Hi there friends! Glad to see you here. Hopefully the Monday blues haven’t had a clue how to sink their teeth into you.

As you’ve seen by the title today’s poem is a short metaphor that will hopefully open the door for you to enter into a state of mind where your perceptual parameters have been expanded.

If so, then feel free to let me know what your views on the poem are in the comment section. I’ll be more than happy to hear–or read–what you have to say.

So without further delay, here’s your poem for today…

Happiness
is heaven in the mind.
A haven
where you will find your thirst
for bliss quenched
and your hunger for joy
has been filled.

© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020

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Life is like a game of chess

Think before you act.

Anonymous

Life is like a game of chess

For you are either born a peasant pawn
Who must climb their way
Slow and steady up the ladder of success,

Or you are a royal king
Sitting safe inside the walls of your castle
Needing only to make sure
You secure a mate who can give you an heir.

But life is like a game of chess
Because unfortunately most of us are pawns
Simply trying hard to move up in life
Because life is so like chess
We work hard hoping to get that promotion
Which will provide the solution to our situation.

In our push towards the finish line of the rat race
We are sometimes lucky to come across a knight
And shining armour who rescues us from the jaws of a dire situation.

But life is like a game of chess

So it’s no surprise that sometimes
During tough times we are sacrificed by our leaders
-Hopefully for a greater good-
And we wind up as watchers on the sidelines
Nothing but witnesses to the demise of those we love.

But thank goodness life is like chess

So even though you may have less
Power than those who put you in a mess
Like a pawn you have the freedom to choose who you want to become

A knight whose armor is the light of your love?
A bishop who watches from afar your journey to becoming a star?
Or a rook who looks right and wrong
before you cross the road of behavior?

Who knows
Perhaps you will have the pleasure of becoming royalty whose loyalty will set the masses free?

It’s easy to frown during lock-down

The glow of one warm thought is to me worth more than money.

Thomas Jefferson

Yoh, wassup guys! Glad you could join me today.

I know the corona-virus is still on the loose. But here in my country things hadn’t been as bad as they were elsewhere. We hadn’t had a confirmed Covid19 case for months. That was until the leaders here decided to ease up on lock-down measures. As a result, we ended up recording more cases in the months of July and August than in the combined months of March, April, May and June.

So now, after having received a taste of normalcy these last two months we will be reverting back to the restrictions of lock-down. In reply to this dismal news, I wrote today’s poem to inspire myself–and others–not to despair because all this will eventually end–hopefully soon cause I’m not looking forward to being cooped up at home for too long. (I heard talk of a cure floating around in the air, so I remain optimistic all this will be nothing but a bad memory soon.)

Anyways, let me stop babbling and allow you to continue in reading today’s poem.

I know it’s easy to on your face develop a frown
Because the city has been placed under a lock-down
For it’s densely populated and is thus the perfect stage
For the corona-virus to continue running rampage.

I know it’s easy for you to get a frown on your face
Simply because you cannot move freely from place to place
Less the corona virus catches you in its grip
So that to a quarantine facility you’ll need to take a trip.

I know it’s easy to on your face develop a frown
All because the city has been put under a lock-down.
But I ask that you not look down in despair or dismay
Because eventually this pandemic will pass us by.

For now, just stay at home with a smile on your face
Because at-least you can move freely around your space.

© Lazarus Shatipamba 2020

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